Internet 2010

Lu Zhou moved Tianlan's pillow and leaned against the head of the bed in a comfortable position. Ye Qingchen next to him was closing his eyes and breathing evenly.

In the past, Lu Zhou might have lit a cigarette here, but for now, he doesn't smoke much anymore. The only time he has smoked this year is when he is waiting in the delivery room.

With his arms behind his head, he took a book from the bedside table and flipped through it. Some of Ye Qingchen's readings would be stacked here, but today's seems to be related to religion. Lu Zhou had a Bible in his hand, and there was Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism on the counter.

Lu Zhou turned the pages of the book and read it casually. Strictly speaking, no one in the family believed in religion, neither he nor Ye Qingchen. Outside the living room, there was a **** table, but it was only the gods that were placed after the order of his father Lu Yong, the land, the **** of wealth, and the emperor on the jade. During the holidays, incense is used at the meeting, but the two of them can't be said to be very religious.

He read it quietly, and the scriptures in the scriptures were soothing and gentle, quietly telling stories about the relationship between God and man. After reading the beginning hastily, Lu Zhou was thinking, if the structure is more compact, it should not be too prose, this will be a good myth. It's just that it contains too much, and he doesn't want to have any excessive ideas.

The eyes are looking at the words, but the mind is in the wild.

"If the **** of religion really exists, you might think that you are the person closest to God." Lu Zhou remembered what Ye Qingchen said just now.

At present, the Wolong of Seven Stars, although the efficiency is still not very high, it has already been partially commercialized in WeChat, Mengguyun, and Weitoutiao, especially Weitoutiao.

This is still a long way from "God created man" and "God gave it consciousness".

However, unlike the original non-neural network learning mechanism, Wolong introduced a "hidden layer" in the follow-up academic frontier.

This is a black box.

Even Lu Ming or Lu Zhou could not explain the source of the optimization results at all. "Optimization is effective" can only be an observation result.

The machine may be designed to label different people, gender, age, race, income, it is inexplicably put on colored glasses, and even such "algorithmic discrimination" will have an effect in reality and become a user. "Tyranny" that imposes "class".

Lu Zhou pointed his finger on the book, which was the word "good and evil".

What happened after a speeding self-driving test vehicle killed a pedestrian? Lu Zhou thought to himself.

Is it punishing the company, the algorithm creator, the hardware supplier, or the car itself?

Whether the intelligent system itself should give "rights" in the future, and make it necessary to undertake "obligations".

Lu Zhou imagined a scene.

Because of the existence of a "black box", each autonomous car should be an "individual" that "thinks independently". Because of the difference in the training set, the two cars AB have subtle differences in their autonomous driving capabilities. Rental companies rent cars to the market, just like o2o taxis later. By giving it property rights, the leasing company could pay the car a “salary” just like it would pay a Didi driver. In this way, when an accident occurs, perhaps the car itself has the ability to bear the "responsibility", and the leasing company no longer worries about the risks caused by the difference between AB cars.

Lu Zhou stopped to read and closed the book. It doesn't seem too difficult to imagine this scene. Maybe an insurance company catches this and launches self-driving car insurance to differentiate the risk of an accident by the group; or an auto repair company launches auto repair and vehicle upgrade packages, paid for by the car instead of the rental company.. ....

It has property, bank accounts, and responsibility. like people. Companies do not have to worry about the risks of individual differences, and can concentrate on commercialization and bring technology to the market.

It should have thoughts, freedom, marriage, and reproduction, just as it is assumed that people give it property rights. As long as it is beneficial to people, that person will exercise "divine power" to give it rights.

Lu Zhou smiled, put down the book, and stroked Ye Qingchen's short hair beside him.

She must be the one who knows her arrogance best, Lu Zhou sighed in his heart.

"Let's see." Lu Zhou got out of bed and put on his clothes.

......

A place in Haizhu, Mocha within the company.

Wang Bo laughed for no reason, then looked at Chen Xu sternly again.

"So, do you think that I have not managed the company well, so I should communicate with the directors myself?"

Wang Bo nodded three times in a row, "Okay, okay, okay..."

"What, is the next step kicking me away?"

Chen Xu squinted and looked at Wang Bo, who was quite calm in front of him.

"It's true in a sense. In the next two quarters, as long as the bet between the Penguin and you takes effect, a few are enough to squeeze you out."

Wang Bo knocked on the table, "It's your vote, right?"

He crossed his hands, "Chen Xu, we don't have to go this far."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly spread his hands again, "If you want money, just say it, 20 million, right, give it to you!"

Chen Xu chuckled, "Don't say 20 million, 2,000 yuan can turn a close friend back. Is it a question of money now?"

"Since Penguin came in, what are you doing, what is Zhang Min doing, think about it for yourself. You're welcome, if it wasn't for me during this time, Mo Liao would have died long ago.

Oh, it's alright now, you take the money for free, Zhang Min doesn't do anything practical, and I'm eating dirt every day. You say you are happy to change it. "

Wang Bo's eyes darkened. Chen Xu told the board that it was not a problem. The problem was that several institutions on the board had distrusted him and Wang Bo. Obviously, everyone now thinks that Wang Bo couldn't bear to drag Mochao and go down.

Well, my own family, Chen Xu, didn't believe it.

Or to put it badly, Chen Xu's words are just like he is not like him.

After several conflicts with Wang Bo in the past, Chen Xu has already thought about it.

He leaned forward and said indifferently, "Pharaoh."

"You're right. It makes sense that I've dealt with some problems."

Wang Bo looked at Chen Xu with a "sincere" attitude and smiled contemptuously, waiting for his turn.

Chen Xu said leisurely, "But to tell the truth, I am also for the company's good. After fighting for this transition period, at least we can compete in terms of performance. As long as the bet between you and Penguin does not reach the worst situation, the company will Still have to listen to you."

Wang Bo's face was expressionless, "Why, you come to me as a saint after stabbed a small report. Don't tell me you are helping me."

Chen Xu spread his hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~ That's not the case. If you don't communicate with them, I will always find a way. "

Wang Bo became violent after hearing this, "Fuck your motherfucker!"

He slapped the fixed phone on the side with one hand, and the phone slammed into the wall with a bang. It should be broken.

Chen Xu looked at the angry bull in front of him, but calmed down more and more.

Wang Bo does not accept Penguin's entry, it may not be too much trouble, the company will continue to develop as usual, and Mo Chat is still the "Dream Army". But he was just confused by Penguin's high valuation and cash-out opportunities. At this price, how could Penguin accept that AB shares would come from Wang Bo Hu, not only that, but also with a gambling agreement.

On the bright side, Penguin wants to eat some of Wang Bo's shares.

Now, Chen Xu has contacted Wang Wenjun for "self-rescue". He knows that Chuangmeng has been negotiating with IDG secretly, to put some pressure on Penguin and push Mochao to use Menggu Cloud to transition during the transition period.

Penguin will most likely accept it, because the current performance of Mochao is really ugly.

Chen Xu looked at the old classmate in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a little sad. If the paper is folded in half, there will always be traces. The so-called friendship has been disturbed as it is, and he can't tell how good his original intention is.

Capital is ruthless. This street chat is more like a colosseum drawn by Penguin and Dream Valley behind.

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