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Recording the data in memory is one of Fang Yuan's most important things now.

But Father Fang is different. The most important thing for him at this time is to discuss with Cheng Ye about the patent and related software copyright application matters involved in Fangyuan's big data system.

Cheng Ye has a lot of experience in this area. Given his position in the circle, the two processes are still very familiar.

The only thing that is uncertain is whether the boss in front of him can freely control all the rights and interests of the software.

He looked at Father Fang with a strange look, wondering where the other party had found such an excellent bottom.

Father Fang looked at the other person's eyes in confusion, and said with a straight face.

"What are you doing looking at me like this? Is there something on my face?"

Cheng Ye shook his head quickly and waved his hands to explain

"No no, I'm just curious where you found this software!"

When Dad Fang heard him say this, he didn't know how to answer him for a while.

"If it's inconvenient for you, then forget it!" Cheng Ye added, he was afraid the boss would think too much.

"There is nothing I can't say, this software was written by my son?" Cheng Ye was hired by Fang Dad with a high salary despite the opposition of others, and this decision was made when the other party just failed.

Therefore, Dad Fang is still very relieved of Cheng Ye. With the help of Cheng Ye, Dad Fang can successfully support the consumption during the transition period.

"Your son? Didn't I remember that your son just graduated from high school? Why, you still have an older son?" Cheng Ye asked curiously.

"No no, it's the son you know."

"Bah! I'm just this son, don't talk nonsense, if you let your sister-in-law know, then it's fine!" Father Fang explained.

"Are you saying that this software was made by a high school student himself?" Cheng Ye looked at Father Fang in shock, couldn't believe this fact, and even forgot the honorific name.

"Yeah! It's the insignificant thing in my family that I did by myself, or I started writing after the college entrance examination is over!" Father Fang said proudly, as if he did it himself.

"What you said is true? Didn't you lie to me?" Cheng Ye still couldn't believe this fact.

It's like someone tells you that a child can lift 200 kilograms of weight. You can't believe this fact anyway.

Cheng Ye felt this way at this time. A child who had just turned eighteen had completed such an excellent software in less than a month.

Not to mention him, whoever knows the truth of this matter, fortunately the person sitting opposite is his own boss, and this software is truly in front of him, he can't help but believe it.

"Of course, or where do I go to find a technician better than you?"

"Uh! You let me take it easy!" Cheng Ye couldn't accept the news, sitting on the sofa and drank the tea in the cup without noticing that the tea was still hot.

After a while, Cheng Ye spoke to his dad.

"That means you have enough rights to control this software, right?"

"According to common sense, it is true. After all, that is my son. I can still do that." Father Fang said with confidence.

This is the status quo of our society. Every parent feels that their children will never grow up and that they should take care of each other in all aspects.

"Yes, your son has the final say!" Cheng Ye also felt that this was a matter of course.

"Then we should apply for these software copyrights!" Cheng Ye handed the results of the prior consultation with the legal department to Father Fang.

There are more than 60 software copyrights in total, covering almost all aspects of this software.

"Huh? Do you need to apply so much?" Dad Fang frowned, asking in disbelief.

"That's too much? That's not enough! We will add more later. I roughly estimated that your son's software can probably apply for hundreds of software copyrights." Cheng Ye said helplessly .

He couldn't think that one day he would actually be reduced to the point of applying for software copyright for an 18-year-old child.

"Ah! Is that brat so powerful?" Father Fang asked knowingly.

"Haha!" Cheng Ye didn't want to expose the boss's poor acting skills, so he could only use these two words to describe his mood at this time.

Without giving Fang Dad a chance to show off, Cheng Ye quickly handed in another piece of information.

"This is the relevant patent that needs to be applied for. The legal affairs department has prepared the relevant application materials. As long as you give an order, they will submit these materials.",

Father Fang sees the patents that need to be applied for. Compared with software copyright, patents protect rights and interests more fully.

But the patent application is relatively troublesome. There are only a dozen in this document.

For example, the core data processing aspect of this software is'optimization of a big data processing method'. After these patents are submitted, the review steps are very cumbersome.

"The only thing about patents?" Father Fang raised up the information in his hand, jokingly to Cheng Ye.

"Don't be kidding, you don't know how strict the patent application is!" Cheng Ye smiled helplessly.

"Okay, don't you! I've told you so many times, we don't need to be so polite between us, just call me Brother Fang or Lao Fang when we two." Dad Fang waved. Waved, said boldly.

"Okay! President Fang!" Cheng Ye replied.

"You...hey! Forget it" Father Fang pointed his finger at him, and then put his hand down again as if thinking of something, and said dejectedly.

"You can just apply for these things. This time, you and the legal department will work hard!"

"Also! Go out and don't tell others that our big data system is made by my son!"

"Okay! Don't worry!" Cheng Ye patted his chest and said affirmatively.

"Yeah! I don't worry about your work"

"Then I will go out first, President Fang!" Cheng Ye said respectfully.

After speaking, Cheng Ye got up and walked outside the door.

One foot had already stepped out of the door, Cheng Ye seemed to have thought of something suddenly, so he put his foot back, and looked back, the other father said

"How do the owners of software copyrights and patents write?" Cheng Ye said embarrassedly.

"Of course it's about the company! Otherwise, you still write about that stinky boy?" Father Fang replied confidently

"Is there any problem with Xiaoyuan like this?"

"If he dares to object, I won't cut him?"

"Listen to me, no problem, just let the legal counsel write that, and I will tell him from Xiaoyuan."

"Well, then I'm leaving!"

"Go, go, remember to ask the legal counsel to apply for a few more, so don't let anyone take advantage of the loopholes!"

"Don't worry! I will follow the whole process!"

When Dad Fang was busy applying for corresponding rights protection for Fang Yuan's software, what was Fang Yuan doing?

Of course still recording important parts of Scott's memory!

For the incomprehensible part, Fang Yuan just recorded it, and the understandable part turned it into his own knowledge.

In this way, Fang Yuan had learned knowledge twice or more before he knew it.

The experience of mathematics is also growing rapidly. In just two days, Fang Yuan's experience in mathematics has increased from more than 300 to 600, and this trend has not slowed down. After all, he has a genius memory to help him understand.

There are not many opportunities like this, which is equivalent to looking at undergraduate knowledge from a doctoral perspective. Every point of knowledge can be explained in a simple way, and Fang Yuan can understand a little bit.

He likes the feeling that he can really feel his progress. This feeling is addictive. As long as he has experienced it once, he doesn't want to lose it.

Seeking collection, recommendation, thank you very much