Cultivate a black technology god

Chapter 63 Epoch-making Algorithms
Xia Zhi drove the McLaren all the way to the company.

While waiting for the traffic lights, he glanced at his phone.

The above are just some chores: Sun Shiliang and Qi Siyue gave me ideas for buying gifts, and friends and classmates who haven't seen each other for a long time greeted me daily, and the man I just met in the movie theater added my information.

There is no information he wants.

Xia Zhi looked at the time again, it was already [-]:[-] pm.

He drove to the company and it was almost ten o'clock.

Take the elevator and go straight to the advanced research and development department upstairs.

Shi Weili was holding coffee, sitting obliquely on the desk, chatting with Wang Jianbao, saw Xia Zhi coming, hurriedly put down the cup, came up and asked:

"President Xia, you are here."

Wang Jianbao was still sitting on the chair, looked at Xia Zhi and asked:

"Mr. Xia, didn't I hear that you went on a date?"

Xia Zhi remembered that he left Chu Yuqi alone in the movie theater, he said with a wry smile:

"Suddenly something happened." After finishing speaking, he went to the competition referee team next door.

The people in the group are chatting.

"That guy's algorithm this morning was fun, and the compression ratio turned out to be reversed. He compressed the file to a smaller size, but he enlarged it."

"You're not bad, I saw a person who posted a pornographic picture before, and I reported his ip email address."

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to make another cup of coffee, looking at these messy algorithms all day, my brain hurts."

When Xia Zhi appeared in the office, everyone stopped what they were doing to say hello to Xia Zhi.

Xia Zhi nodded, called the person in charge, and asked:

"Today, uh, no, just now, have you received a particularly excellent algorithm?"

The person in charge was taken aback, and turned to look at the people in the group.

They all shook their heads.

The person in charge looked at Xia Zhi and said:
"No, today is the same as usual, it's all stroke algorithms, and none of them even reach the passing line."

The passing line mentioned by the person in charge is 2.5.

The best open-source data compression algorithm on the market for free use has a Weisman score of 2.1, and a cost-effective paid algorithm can reach 2.5. The Zhiran platform used version 2.5 before.

Xia Zhi sat down on a chair and said:

"hold on."

The person in charge asked:
"Wait for what?"

Xia Zhi didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say that a big player in the industry told him to research a good algorithm just now.

The person in charge let out an oh.

Xia Zhi sat down and thought carefully.

The skyrocketing external assistance points indicate that someone has touched the core of the data compression algorithm.

It can be said that the algorithm researched by that person is the closest to the logical thinking of the black technology algorithm, and it is the most positive and effective research and development.

Such a genius is much more powerful than Wang Jianbao.

It seems that there are still many geniuses in this world.

Now Xia Zhi not only wants to get the data compression algorithm in the hands of that person, but also wants to get that person.

After waiting for a while, the person in charge brought Xia Zhi a cup of freshly brewed coffee.

Xia Zhi nodded and asked the person in charge to put it on the table.

He was holding his cell phone, thinking he had to ask Chu Yuqi.

He got up and went to the corridor outside, and called Chu Yuqi.

The other party hung up the first time.

Xia Zhi sighed, he was too impatient just now, and what he did really made people angry.

He called again, and this time it was connected, but no one spoke.

Xia Zhi knew that Chu Yuqi was angry with him, so he apologized to Chu Yuqi:
"I'm sorry, Yu, I just received news that something happened to the company."

After a pause there, Chu Yuqi's low voice sounded:
"What happened?"

Xia Zhi knew that an unclear explanation would make people even angrier, so he had no choice but to make nonsense:

"My operation director, Old Sun, he fainted in the company just now."

"Huh? What's the matter with him?"

Although Chu Yuqi didn't know Lao Sun, she knew that Xia Zhi was an important person when she saw him in such a hurry.

Xia Zhi felt that it was not good to curse others, so he put it perfunctorily:
"I don't know what's going on. I was sent to the hospital just now."

Chu Yuqi asked again:
"So are you in the hospital now?"

Xia Zhi said:

"No, I was just about to go there. They said that Lao Sun is fine, so I don't have to go. I am going back to the company to deal with what Lao Sun left just now."

Chu Yuqi expressed her understanding and asked Xia Zhi to be busy. She was already home, so she asked him not to worry.

Xia Zhi hummed:
"Next time I will accompany you to watch a complete movie. By the way, there is also a small gift for your apology. I have already thought of what to give you."

Chu Yuqi's mood improved slightly, she smiled lightly and said:

"Thinking of what to give me?"

Xia Zhi was coaxing Chu Yuqi, how could he think of what to give, he hasn't read the messages Sun Shiliang and Qi Siyue sent him yet.

He had no choice but to say in a roundabout way:
"Oh, there are no surprises now, and you will know when the time comes."

Chu Yuqi smiled and said:
"Hey, you still have a sense of mystery. It's ok, that's ok, you can go to work."

Xia Zhi hung up the phone and let out a long sigh of relief.

He murmured to himself that falling in love would indeed affect his work.

He put away his phone, came to the office, and looked at the person in charge.

Knowing what Xia Zhi meant, the person in charge shook his head at Xia Zhi.

Xia Zhi frowned, wondering if the person who developed the algorithm felt that the algorithm was too valuable, and it was not worth taking the risk of being plagiarized to participate in this competition?

There is this possibility.

Xia Zhi sat on the chair worrying about gain and loss, and was thinking about whether to temporarily increase the bonus pool to attract that boss to show off his favorite work.

At 11:30 in the evening, Xia Zhi was a little sleepy, and he looked back at the staff in the office.

This point should be off work, but because Xia Zhi sits here, none of the employees dare to leave.

Xia Zhi stood up, clapped his hands, and said:
"Go back and be busy tomorrow."

The employees yawned and got up to pack their things.

The person in charge came over and asked Xia Zhi when he would go back.

Xia Zhi said:

"I'm going back too, let's have a look tomorrow."

The person in charge sent Xia Zhi out.

The two chatted.

Xia Zhi suddenly thought of something and asked the person in charge:

"Does our algorithm receiving platform have an automatic review module?"

The person in charge nodded:

"Well, because there are too many competition algorithm files received every day, many of which are not algorithms, so there is an automatic verification program, and those that do not meet the requirements are directly screened out."

Xia Zhi asked again:

"Then what are the filter conditions you set?"

Before the person in charge could explain clearly, Xia Zhi hurried back and said:
"The files you screened out haven't been deleted, have they? Just take me to have a look."

Although the person in charge didn't understand what was going on, Xia Zhi had to do as he spoke.

When they came to the office, there were only the two of them left here.

The person in charge called out the file recycle bin and saw a pile of files that had been screened out.

There are malicious programs in it, ordinary files that do not conform to the logic of the algorithm, and algorithms that do not meet the standards.

Xia Zhi pointed to the column of unqualified algorithms and asked:

"what is this?"

The person in charge explained:
"We set the Weisman score between 1 and 6.0, and those who do not meet are screened out."

Xia Zhi frowned:
"If the algorithmic Weisman score exceeds 6, wouldn't it be screened out?"

The person in charge explained with a smile:

"This is impossible. In theory, the upper limit of Weisman's score is 6. If it exceeds, it will be considered a bug."

Xia Zhi shook his head:
"That's also under the existing theoretical framework. You can call up the documents inside and show me."

"Okay." The person in charge called out the algorithm.

(End of this chapter)