"Brother-in-law, do you really have such a strong optimism about Dr. Hassabis's project?"

In a Rolls-Royce driving in Southampton to London Expressway, Zhuang Zicheng looked at Yang Huan sitting in front of him with interest.

The space inside the car is large enough. Except for Yang Huan and Zhuang Zicheng, Palmer Olachi, Sun Yue and Zhao Yuanfang are all there, and Long Wu is sitting in the front row.

"Of course, aren't you also very interested in his research?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

"Yes, I'm very interested, but I'm very curious. You seem to attach great importance to his research."

Yang Huan did not answer, but Zhao Yuanfang laughed and spoke first.

"Young Master Zhuang, from the perspective of professional investors, Jamies or Hassabis's project is indeed worth investing."

“How to say it?”

"I think that deciding whether a project is worth investing depends mainly on two aspects: one is the market prospect and the other is the team."

What Zhao Yuanfang is best at is investment, which is his old profession.

"There is no doubt that the future prospects of this set of algorithms in Hasabis are very amazing. They can not only be applied to our company's projects, but also to a wider range of fields, even..."

"Internet of Things" Yang Huan said it with great certainty.

"Internet of Things?" Of course, Zhuang Zicheng would not have not heard of this word, and he soon thought of it.

Yes, when Yang Huan was in China, he heard the news that the country will vigorously promote the construction of the Internet of Things.

The so-called Internet of Things is the connection between things, or it can be said to be a sensor network.

At present, this concept is very hot, and of course there are great prospects and many problems encountered.

For example, a very big problem with the technical bottleneck of hardware such as sensors is the energy consumption of sensors.

But there is another more troublesome and more critical issue, which is data analysis.

The more people and the more objects are connected, the more amazing huge data will naturally be generated.

Compared with the big data of these big companies, the big data is just a drop in the ocean.

How to effectively analyze these data? How to effectively extract valuable data from big data?

Also, how should machines independently analyze these data and make judgments?

If it is finally solved by people, how many people will need to be used? Is the Internet of Things still necessary?

Nowadays, a large number of so-called smart home concepts are emerging. To put it bluntly, they are trying hard to connect objects into the Internet.

This is just an initial stage, and the next step is to achieve intelligence.

Artificial intelligence is undoubtedly the key

"I understand"

After Zhuang Zicheng figured this out, he couldn't help but nodded repeatedly, full of admiration.

If Hasabis really succeeds, that would be awesome

Zhao Yuanfang had heard Yang Huan mention this before, but now he still has a look of yearning and expectation when he listens.

If there really is such a day, WeChat company will master a set of core algorithms full of market competitiveness.

"Mr. Zhuang, in fact, in addition to the market, I have also studied Jamies or Hassabis," Zhao Yuanfang said with a smile.

"oh?"

"It is also very important for those who invest in it."

Zhuang Zi nodded constantly, most afraid of the fact that the investment is entrusted by the non-human.

"Hasabis is definitely not a problem with his IQ. You see, he was talking just now, and it is obvious that there is no problem with emotional intelligence. And judging from his past experience, I think he is a person who is very good at learning and is willing to persist in research."

If not, he wouldn't have sold the company he had worked hard to establish for eight years and went to the University of London to continue his studies and research. He should have enjoyed his petty bourgeois life comfortably.

"It's right" Yang Huan agreed with Zhao Yuanfang's analysis.

"How can a person understand everything? Since he doesn't understand, then go find someone who understands it."

"Our ancestors have a saying: Don't doubt people, don't use people, so we need to judge ourselves. Once we make a judgment, don't doubt our own judgment. If we are dead or alive, we will insist on going down. Who knows what will happen in the future?"

"Maybe, 2012, the end of the world"

When the others in the car heard this, they burst into laughter.

However, Young Master Huan's mentality is very good.

At least he is not like other investors or business owners, who are always worried about gains and losses, fearing of losing.

He is not, he is not afraid of losing, he is even willing to suffer losses

Don’t the ancestors say something else?

It's a blessing to suffer losses

"Miss, is it you again?"

Outside Wembley Stadium, William Hill’s betting officer had just placed an order for a customer. As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhuang Ziqing and he recognized him at a glance.

The main reason is that people are so beautiful

Beauties are always particularly impressive, right?

"Yes, I'll place a bet." Zhuang Ziqing nodded with a smile.

"It's better to be Southampton?" the bettor laughed.

"Yes, um..." She was sucking in her bag behind her, and finally took out a stack of money, "I invested all of them."

The bettor's eyes were straightened, but he quickly woke up.

He remembered that the lady had invested three times, and all three times had been invested thousands of pounds.

I guess it's not just a loyal Southampton, but also a lady from a wealthy family.

The betting officer didn't say much, but started betting directly, but said it.

"The previous two times, Southampton was unpopular, but this time, the Saints were a big hit."

"Yeah?"

"Who said no? This time the Saints' opponent is Cardiff of the Championship. He was beaten to the sages by the Saints before in the league. This time, he probably has no choice but to continue to be beaten."

The betting officer thought that he had met a regular customer and was a beautiful woman who looked like a flower, so he naturally talked too much.

"I think, Southampton will definitely win this time, and William Hill's odds are handicaps half."

Zhuang Ziqing doesn’t understand what it means to give the ball, and she has never studied gambling and betting.

"Okay, Miss, your betting list"

Zhuang Ziqing smiled and said thank you, took the betting order and left.

Feng Jiu, who was following her, couldn't help but laugh.

The young lady of her family is now thinking about her son-in-law. She thinks about her son-in-law first, whatever she wants and does.

Sometimes, Fengjiu is a little worthless for her.

It's all so good, why is the son-in-law still messing around with her?

But she is also smart, and this kind of thing is not something she can interfere with.

She, please think more about how to go to Longwu

When I think of Long Wu, the little girl Chunxin moved

Just as the two of them were standing conspicuously outside the stadium gate, waiting for Yang Huan and Zhuang Zicheng to come, someone was secretly looking at them in the crowd, and one of them had a jealous look in his eyes.

It was Qin Yongming and his group.

"Ziqing is getting more and more beautiful"

"Isn't it? I used to be as beautiful as a fairy, but now I feel even more beautiful."

"Looking at her face, it seems to shine. It's a pity that Yang Huan is cheaper."

When Qin Yongming heard Yang Huan, he became angry.

Clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, making people worried. If Yang Huan appears, he will rush up and beat him up.

"Hey, Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here."

Just then, we saw Yang Huan, Zhuang Zicheng and others appear.

When Zhuang Ziqing saw Yang Huan, she was immediately happy. She smiled like a flower and immediately went up to meet her.

I saw that she had a conversation with her younger brother first, and then held Yang Huan's hand and walked into the stadium intimately.

This scene made Qin Yongming, who was hiding in the dark, so angry that he was about to explode.

That damn bastard, what qualifications are there to possess Ziqing?

Why is he?

Qian Duoduo, Wang Sen and others beside him, saw the eyes of Master Qin, who seemed to be squirting fire, and he didn't dare to say anything.
To be continued...