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Phần 1 cuốn giáo trình Thương mại điện tử trình bày các nội dung: Tổng quan về thương mại điện tử, cơ sở hạ tầng kinh tế xã hội của thương mại điện tử, cơ sở hạ tầng pháp lý của thương mại điện tử, cơ sở mạng của thương mại điện tử, trang mạng và cơ sở dữ liệu của thương mại điện tử, an ninh thương mại điện tử, thương... 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GT.0000024121 Đại học Kinh tế quốc dân ôn Thương mại quốc tế Diên: TS Trần Văn Hoè reases did not show so much when the old man was asleep and his head fallen forward His shirt had been patched so many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many different shades by the sun The [18] old man’s head was very old though and with his eyes closed there was no life in his face The newspaper lay across his knees and the weight of his arm held it there in the evening breeze He was barefooted The boy left him there and when he came back the old man was still asleep “Wake up old man,” the boy said and put his hand on one of the old man’s knees The old man opened his eyes and for a moment he was coming back from a long way away Then he smiled “What have you got?” he asked “Supper,” said the boy “We’re going to have supper.” “I’m not very hungry.” “Come on and eat You can’t fish and not eat.” “I have,” the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and folding it Then he started to fold the blanket “Keep the blanket around you,” the boy sa each set “Who gave this to you?” “Martin The owner.” “I must thank him.” “I thanked him already,” the boy said “You don’t need to thank him.” “I’ll give him the belly meat of a big fish,” the old man said “Has he done this for us more than once?” “I think so.” “I must give him something more than the belly meat then He is very thoughtful for us.” “He sent two beers.” “I like the beer in cans best.” “I know But this is in bottles, Hatuey beer, and I take back the bottles.” “That’s very kind of you,” the old man said “Should we eat?” “I’ve been asking you to,” the boy told him gently “I have not wished to open the container until you were ready.” [20] “I’m ready now,” the old man said “I only needed time to wash.” Where did you wash? the boy thought The village water supply was two streets down the road I must have water here for him, the boy thought, and soap and a good towel Why am I so Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea thoughtless? I must get him another shirt and a jacket for the winter and s erence In the other league, between Brooklyn and Philadelphia I must take Brooklyn But then I think of Dick Sisler and those great drives In the old park.” “There was nothing ever like them He hits the longest ball I have ever seen.” “Do you remember when he used to come to the Terrace?” [21] “I wanted to take him fishing but I was too timid to ask him Then I asked you to ask him and you were too timid.” “I know It was a great mistake He might have gone with us Then we would have that for all of our lives.” “I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing,” the old man said “They say his father was a fisherman Maybe he was as poor as we are and would understand.” “The great Sisler’s father was never poor and he, the father, was playing in the Big Leagues when he was my age.” “When I was your age I was before the mast on a square rigged ship that ran to Africa and I have seen lions on the beaches in the evening.” “I know You told me.” “Should we talk about Africa or about baseball?” “Baseball I t e telephone.” “He was a great manager,” the boy said “My father thinks he was the greatest.” “Because he came here the most times,” the old man said “If Durocher had continued to come here each year your father would think him the greatest manager.” “Who is the greatest manager, really, Luque or Mike Gonzalez?” “I think they are equal.” “And the best fisherman is you.” “No I know others better.” “Que Va,” the boy said “There are many good fishermen and some great ones But there is only you.” “Thank you You make me happy I hope no fish will come along so great that he will prove us wrong.” “There is no such fish if you are still strong as you say.” “I may not be as strong as I think,” the old man said “But I know many tricks and I have resolution.” “You ought to go to bed now so that you will be fresh in the morning I will take the things back to the Terrace.” [23] “Good night then I will wake you in the morning.” “You’re my alarm clock,” the boy said Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea “A with no light on the table and the old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a boy and the long golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the high capes and the great brown mountains He lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the native boats [24] come riding through it He smelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of Africa that the land breeze brought at morning Usually when he smelled the land breeze he woke up and dressed to go and wake the boy But tonight the smell of the land breeze came very early and he knew it was too early in his dream and went on dreaming to see the white peaks of the Islands rising from t GIÁO TR ÌN H oy He never dreamed about the boy He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy He was shivering with the morning cold But he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it and walked in quietly with his [25] bare feet The boy was asleep on a cot in the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon He took hold of one foot gently and held it until the boy woke and turned and looked at him The old man nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and, sitting on the bed, pulled them on The old man went out the door and the boy came after him He was sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, “I am sorry.” “Qua Va,” the boy said “It is what a man must do.” They walked down the road get some.” They had coffee from condensed milk cans at an early morning place that served fishermen “How did you sleep old man?” the boy asked He [26] was waking up now although it was still hard for him to leave his sleep “Very well, Manolin,” the old man said “I feel confident today.” “So I,” the boy said “Now I must get your sardines and mine and your fresh baits He brings our gear himself He never wants anyone to carry anything.” “We’re different,” the old man said “I let you carry things when you were five years old.” THƯƠNG MẠI ĐIỆN TỬ CĂN BẢN reases did not show so much when the old man was asleep and his head fallen forward His shirt had been patched so many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many different shades by the sun The [18] old man’s head was very old though and with his eyes closed there was no life in his face The newspaper lay across his knees and the weight of his arm held it there in the evening breeze He was barefooted The boy left him there and when he came back the old man was still asleep “Wake up old man,” the boy said and put his hand on one of the old man’s knees The old man opened his eyes and for a moment he was coming back from a long way away Then he smiled “What have you got?” he asked “Supper,” said the boy “We’re going to have supper.” “I’m not very hungry.” “Come on and eat You can’t fish and not eat.” “I have,” the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and folding it Then he started to fold the blanket “Keep the blanket around you,” the boy sa each set “Who gave this to you?” “Martin The owner.” “I must thank him.” “I thanked him already,” the boy said “You don’t need to thank him.” “I’ll give him the belly meat of a big fish,” the old man said “Has he done this for us more than once?” “I think so.” “I must give him something more than the belly meat then He is very thoughtful for us.” “He sent two beers.” “I like the beer in cans best.” “I know But this is in bottles, Hatuey beer, and I take back the bottles.” “That’s very kind of you,” the old man said “Should we eat?” “I’ve been asking you to,” the boy told him gently “I have not wished to open the container until you were ready.” [20] “I’m ready now,” the old man said “I only needed time to wash.” Where did you wash? the boy thought The village water supply was two streets down the road I must have water here for him, the boy thought, and soap and a good towel Why am I so Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea thoughtless? I must get him another shirt and a jacket for the winter and s erence In the other league, between Brooklyn and Philadelphia I must take Brooklyn But then I think of Dick Sisler and those great drives In the old park.” “There was nothing ever like them He hits the longest ball I have ever seen.” “Do you remember when he used to come to the Terrace?” [21] “I wanted to take him fishing but I was too timid to ask him Then I asked you to ask him and you were too timid.” “I know It was a great mistake He might have gone with us Then we would have that for all of our lives.” “I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing,” the old man said “They say his father was a fisherman Maybe he was as poor as we are and would understand.” “The great Sisler’s father was never poor and he, the father, was playing in the Big Leagues when he was my age.” “When I was your age I was before the mast on a square rigged ship that ran to Africa and I have seen lions on the beaches in the evening.” “I know You told me.” “Should we talk about Africa or about baseball?” “Baseball I t e telephone.” “He was a great manager,” the boy said “My father thinks he was the greatest.” “Because he came here the most times,” the old man said “If Durocher had continued to come here each year your father would think him the greatest manager.” “Who is the greatest manager, really, Luque or Mike Gonzalez?” “I think they are equal.” “And the best fisherman is you.” “No I know others better.” “Que Va,” the boy said “There are many good fishermen and some great ones But there is only you.” “Thank you You make me happy I hope no fish will come along so great that he will prove us wrong.” “There is no such fish if you are still strong as you say.” “I may not be as strong as I think,” the old man said “But I know many tricks and I have resolution.” “You ought to go to bed now so that you will be fresh in the morning I will take the things back to the Terrace.” [23] “Good night then I will wake you in the morning.” “You’re my alarm clock,” the boy said Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea “A with no light on the table and the old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a boy and the long golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the high capes and the great brown mountains He lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the native boats [24] come riding through it He smelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of Africa that the land breeze brought at morning Usually when he smelled the land breeze he woke up and dressed to go and wake the boy But tonight the smell of the land breeze came very early and he knew it was too early in his dream and went on dreaming to see the white peaks of the Islands rising from t oy He never dreamed about the boy He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy He was shivering with the morning cold But he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it and walked in quietly with his [25] bare feet The boy was asleep on a cot in the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon He took hold of one foot gently and held it until the boy woke and turned and looked at him The old man nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and, sitting on the bed, pulled them on The old man went out the door and the boy came after him He was sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, “I am sorry.” “Qua Va,” the boy said “It is what a man must do.” They walked down the road TS TRẦN get some.” They had coffee from condensed milk cans at an early morning place that served fishermen “How did you sleep old man?” the boy asked He [26] was waking up now although it was still hard for him to leave his sleep “Very well, Manolin,” the old man said “I feel confident today.” “So I,” the boy said “Now I must get your sardines and mine and your fresh baits He brings our gear himself He never wants anyone to carry anything.” “We’re different,” the old man said “I let you carry things when you were five years old.” văn HỊE (Chủ biên) GIÁO TRÌNH THƯƠNG MẠI ĐIỆN TỬ CĂN BẢN (Xuất lần thứ tư có sửa đổi, bổ sung) NHÀ XUẤT BẢN TÀI CHÍNH HÀ NỘI - baseball.” “The Yankees cannot lose.” “But I fear the Indians of Cleveland.” “Have faith in the Yankees my son Think of the great DiMaggio.” “I fear both the Tigers of Detroit and the Indians of Cleveland.” “Be careful or you will fear even the Reds of Cincinnati and the White Sax of Chicago.” “You study it and tell me when I come back.” “Do you think we should buy a terminal of the lottery with an eighty-five? Tomorrow is the eighty-fifth day.” “We can that,” the boy said “But what about the eighty-seven of your great record?” [17] “It could not happen twice Do you think you can find an eighty-five?” Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea “I can order one “One sheet That’s two dollars and a half Who can we borrow that from?” “That’s easy I can always borrow two dollars and a half.” “I think perhaps I can too But I try not to borrow First you borrow Then you beg.” “Keep warm old man,” the boy said “Remember we are in September.” “The month when the great fish come,” the old man said “Anyone can be a fish nd the creases did not show so much when the old man was asleep and his head fallen forward His shirt had been patched so many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many different shades by the sun The [18] old man’s head was very old though and with his eyes closed there was no life in his face The newspaper lay across his knees and the weight of his arm held it there in the evening breeze He was barefooted The boy left him there and when he came back the old man was still asleep “Wake up old man,” the boy said and put his hand on one of the old man’s knees The old man opened his eyes and for a moment he was coming back from a long way away Then he smiled “What have you got?” he asked “Supper,” said the boy “We’re going to have supper.” “I’m not very hungry.” “Come on and eat You can’t fish and not eat.” “I have,” the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and folding it Then he started to fold the blanket “Keep the blanket around you,” the boy said “You’ d around each set “Who gave this to you?” “Martin The owner.” “I must thank him.” “I thanked him already,” the boy said “You don’t need to thank him.” “I’ll give him the belly meat of a big fish,” the old man said “Has he done this for us more than once?” “I think so.” “I must give him something more than the belly meat then He is very thoughtful for us.” “He sent two beers.” “I like the beer in cans best.” “I know But this is in bottles, Hatuey beer, and I take back the bottles.” “That’s very kind of you,” the old man said “Should we eat?” “I’ve been asking you to,” the boy told him gently “I have not wished to open the container until you were ready.” [20] “I’m ready now,” the old man said “I only needed time to wash.” Where did you wash? the boy thought The village water supply was two streets down the road I must have water here for him, the boy thought, and soap and a good towel Why am I so Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea thoughtless? I must get him another shirt and a jacket for the winter and some sor s the difference In the other league, between Brooklyn and Philadelphia I must take Brooklyn But then I think of Dick Sisler and those great drives In the old park.” “There was nothing ever like them He hits the longest ball I have ever seen.” “Do you remember when he used to come to the Terrace?” [21] “I wanted to take him fishing but I was too timid to ask him Then I asked you to ask him and you were too timid.” “I know It was a great mistake He might have gone with us Then we would have that for all of our lives.” “I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing,” the old man said “They say his father was a fisherman Maybe he was as poor as we are and would understand.” “The great Sisler’s father was never poor and he, the father, was playing in the Big Leagues when he was my age.” “When I was your age I was before the mast on a square rigged ship that ran to Africa and I have seen lions on the beaches in the evening.” “I know You told me.” “Should we talk about Africa or about baseball?” “Baseball I think,” the es on the telephone.” “He was a great manager,” the boy said “My father thinks he was the greatest.” “Because he came here the most times,” the old man said “If Durocher had continued to come here each year your father would think him the greatest manager.” “Who is the greatest manager, really, Luque or Mike Gonzalez?” “I think they are equal.” “And the best fisherman is you.” “No I know others better.” “Que Va,” the boy said “There are many good fishermen and some great ones But there is only you.” “Thank you You make me happy I hope no fish will come along so great that he will prove us wrong.” “There is no such fish if you are still strong as you say.” “I may not be as strong as I think,” the old man said “But I know many tricks and I have resolution.” “You ought to go to bed now so that you will be fresh in the morning I will take the things back to the Terrace.” [23] “Good night then I will wake you in the morning.” “You’re my alarm clock,” the boy said Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea “Age is my ad eaten with no light on the table and the old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a boy and the long golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the high capes and the great brown mountains He lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the native boats [24] come riding through it He smelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of Africa that the land breeze brought at morning Usually when he smelled the land breeze he woke up and dressed to go and wake the boy But tonight the smell of the land breeze came very early and he knew it was too early in his dream and went on dreaming to see the white peaks of the Islands rising from the sea a LỜI NÓI ĐẦU ed the boy He never dreamed about the boy He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy He was shivering with the morning cold But he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it and walked in quietly with his [25] bare feet The boy was asleep on a cot in the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon He took hold of one foot gently and held it until the boy woke and turned and looked at him The old man nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and, sitting on the bed, pulled them on The old man went out the door and the boy came after him He was sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, “I am sorry.” “Qua Va,” the boy said “It is what a man must do.” They walked down the road to the o and then get some.” They had coffee from condensed milk cans at an early morning place that served fishermen “How did you sleep old man?” the boy asked He [26] was waking up now although it was still hard for him to leave his sleep “Very well, Manolin,” the old man said “I feel confident today.” “So I,” the boy said “Now I must get your sardines and mine and your fresh baits He brings our gear himself He never wants anyone to carry anything.” “We’re different,” the old man said “I let you carry things when you were five years old.” Thương mại điện tử năm qua có bùng phát thị trường giới trở thành đòn bẩy cho tăng trưởng thương mại kinh tế nhiều quốc gia mơi trường tồn cầu hóa Thương mại điện tử đòi hỏi nguồn nhân lực có kiến thức kinh doanh vã quản trị kinh doanh, hiểu biết kinh tế, đồng thời có kiến thức công nghệ thông tin kỹ công nghệ máy tính phần mềm Đáp ứng yêu cầu nhân lực cho phát triển thương mại điện tử, đào tạo thương mại điện từ thực nhiều trường đại học cao đẳng Việt Nam Giáo trình “Thương mại Điện tử bản” biên soạn nhằm đáp ứng nhu cầu nghiên cứu, giảng dạy học tập đông đảo giảng viên sinh viên trường đại học cao đẳng, đáp ứng nhu cầu doanh nghiệp nghiên cứu ứng dụng thương mại điện tử kinh doanh, cán quản lý hành kinh tế tổ chức có liên quan đến thương mại điện tử Sau lần xuất thứ (năm 2006 Nhà xuât Thống kê), lần xuất thứ hai (năm 2007 nhà xuất Đại học Kinh tế Quốc dân), giáo Irình “Thương mại Điện tử bảnv xuất lần thứ tư sửa chữa bổ sung nhàm đáp ứng tốt hon nhu cầu người sử dụng Trong lần xuất này, chương 12 - Chính phủ điện tử, bổ sung Chương 13, bổ sung vấn đề có liên quan đến dịch vụ du lịch trực tuyến, dịch vụ việc làm trực tuyến, thương mại di động kinh doanh sản phẩm xuất trực tuyến ứng dụng khác thương mại điện tử Cũng lần xuất này, giáo trình bổ sung nhũng thông tin văn pháp lý liên quan đến giao dịch thương mại điện tử, hệ thống cấp phép điện tử, chứng nhận xuất xứ điện tử, hệ thống chứng nhận độ tin cậy website thương mại điện tử Việt e creases did not show so much when the old man was asleep and his head fallen forward His shirt had been patched so many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many different shades by the sun The [18] old man’s head was very old though and with his eyes closed there was no life in his face The newspaper lay across his knees and the weight of his arm held it there in the evening breeze He was barefooted The boy left him there and when he came back the old man was still asleep “Wake up old man,” the boy said and put his hand on one of the old man’s knees The old man opened his eyes and for a moment he was coming back from a long way away Then he smiled “What have you got?” he asked “Supper,” said the boy “We’re going to have supper.” “I’m not very hungry.” “Come on and eat You can’t fish and not eat.” “I have,” the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and folding it Then he started to fold the blanket “Keep the blanket around you,” the boy said nd each set “Who gave this to you?” “Martin The owner.” “I must thank him.” “I thanked him already,” the boy said “You don’t need to thank him.” “I’ll give him the belly meat of a big fish,” the old man said “Has he done this for us more than once?” “I think so.” “I must give him something more than the belly meat then He is very thoughtful for us.” “He sent two beers.” “I like the beer in cans best.” “I know But this is in bottles, Hatuey beer, and I take back the bottles.” “That’s very kind of you,” the old man said “Should we eat?” “I’ve been asking you to,” the boy told him gently “I have not wished to open the container until you were ready.” [20] “I’m ready now,” the old man said “I only needed time to wash.” Where did you wash? the boy thought The village water supply was two streets down the road I must have water here for him, the boy thought, and soap and a good towel Why am I so Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea thoughtless? I must get him another shirt and a jacket for the winter and som ifference In the other league, between Brooklyn and Philadelphia I must take Brooklyn But then I think of Dick Sisler and those great drives In the old park.” “There was nothing ever like them He hits the longest ball I have ever seen.” “Do you remember when he used to come to the Terrace?” [21] “I wanted to take him fishing but I was too timid to ask him Then I asked you to ask him and you were too timid.” “I know It was a great mistake He might have gone with us Then we would have that for all of our lives.” “I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing,” the old man said “They say his father was a fisherman Maybe he was as poor as we are and would understand.” “The great Sisler’s father was never poor and he, the father, was playing in the Big Leagues when he was my age.” “When I was your age I was before the mast on a square rigged ship that ran to Africa and I have seen lions on the beaches in the evening.” “I know You told me.” “Should we talk about Africa or about baseball?” “Baseball I thin the telephone.” “He was a great manager,” the boy said “My father thinks he was the greatest.” “Because he came here the most times,” the old man said “If Durocher had continued to come here each year your father would think him the greatest manager.” “Who is the greatest manager, really, Luque or Mike Gonzalez?” “I think they are equal.” “And the best fisherman is you.” “No I know others better.” “Que Va,” the boy said “There are many good fishermen and some great ones But there is only you.” “Thank you You make me happy I hope no fish will come along so great that he will prove us wrong.” “There is no such fish if you are still strong as you say.” “I may not be as strong as I think,” the old man said “But I know many tricks and I have resolution.” “You ought to go to bed now so that you will be fresh in the morning I will take the things back to the Terrace.” [23] “Good night then I will wake you in the morning.” “You’re my alarm clock,” the boy said Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea “Age N am Tài liệu tham k h o đ ợ c bô SU11Ü th ê m lài họu tieng en with no light on the table and the old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a boy and the long golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the high capes and the great brown mountains He lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the native boats [24] come riding through it He smelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of Africa that the land breeze brought at morning Usually when he smelled the land breeze he woke up and dressed to go and wake the boy But tonight the smell of the land breeze came very early and he knew it was too early in his dream and went on dreaming to see the white peaks of the Islands rising from the Việt mà :ác tác uia dã tham khao cho lần xuất ban boy He never dreamed about the boy He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy He was shivering with the morning cold But he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it and walked in quietly with his [25] bare feet The boy was asleep on a cot in the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon He took hold of one foot gently and held it until the boy woke and turned and looked at him The old man nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and, sitting on the bed, pulled them on The old man went out the door and the boy came after him He was sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, “I am sorry.” “Qua Va,” the boy said “It is what a man must do.” They walked down the road to en get some.” They had coffee from condensed milk cans at an early morning place that served fishermen “How did you sleep old man?” the boy asked He [26] was waking up now although it was still hard for him to leave his sleep “Very well, Manolin,” the old man said “I feel confident today.” “So I,” the boy said “Now I must get your sardines and mine and your fresh baits He brings our gear himself He never wants anyone to carry anything.” “We’re different,” the old man said “I let you carry things when you were five years old.” Giá ) trì nil "Thươne mại điện tu bàn" s Trân \ ăn Hòe (Trường Đại học Lao động - Xã hội) chu biên đ ó n g góp cụ the cùa tập tác gia sau: ( 1) TS Trần Vãn Hoè viẻt chương 1, chương 12 phần phụ lục; (2) PGS TS Nguyễn \ ăn luân (Trườrm Đai học Kinh tế Quốc dân) viết chương chương 10; (3) TS Nguyễn Dinh Thọ (Trường Đại học Ngoại thương) TS Trần Văn Hòe viết chươnu thuật ngừ thương mại điện từ; (4) TS Trần Văn Hòe ThS Dương Thị Ngân ( Trường Đại học Kinh tế Quốc dân) viết chương 4; (5) ThS Dương Thị Ngân viết chương chươnu 8; (6) ThS Nguyễn Hải Đạt (Đại học Quốc gia Hà Nội) viết chương chươnÜ chương 11 ; (6) TS Trần Văn Hoè ThS Nguyễn Hải Đạt viết chương 13; (7) TS Trần Văn Hòe ThS Đặng Thị Thuý Hồng (Trường Đại học Kinh tế Quốc dân) viết chưor.g Giáo trình Thương mại điện tử xuât ban lân thứ ba nhận đóns góp ý kiến hỗ trợ tô chức cá nhân Nhân dịp này, tập thể tác giả xin cam ơn Cục Thương mại Điện tử C ôns nuhệ thơng tin (Bộ Cơng Thươne) đóng góp cho việc biên soạn thông qua cune cấp tài liệu, tổ chức hội thảo tọa đàm trực tiếp Tập thẻ t ' giả xin cam Ơ11 đón nhận giảng viên, sinh viên đơng đảo bạn đọc cho hai lần xuất trước Mặc dù cố gang chỉnh lý bồ sung đẻ m an” lại giá trị cao nhát cho người sử dụng nhưnu chán vần khôn” đáp ứng nhu câu ngày cao cua quý độc già chúim rât m ong nhộn nu uóp ý kiên hồn th iện cho lân xt ban S'_u T hư góp ý xin gưi địa chi E-mail: ixdnhưàgmaiì.com Thay mặt tập thồ tác gia Tiến sĩ Trần Văn Hoc reases did not show so much when the old man was asleep and his head fallen forward His shirt had been patched so many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many different shades by the sun The [18] old man’s head was very old though and with his eyes closed there was no life in his face The newspaper lay across his knees and the weight of his arm held it there in the evening breeze He was barefooted The boy left him there and when he came back the old man was still asleep “Wake up old man,” the boy said and put his hand on one of the old man’s knees The old man opened his eyes and for a moment he was coming back from a long way away Then he smiled “What have you got?” he asked “Supper,” said the boy “We’re going to have supper.” “I’m not very hungry.” “Come on and eat You can’t fish and not eat.” “I have,” the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and folding it Then he started to fold the blanket “Keep the blanket around you,” the boy sa each set “Who gave this to you?” “Martin The owner.” “I must thank him.” “I thanked him already,” the boy said “You don’t need to thank him.” “I’ll give him the belly meat of a big fish,” the old man said “Has he done this for us more than once?” “I think so.” “I must give him something more than the belly meat then He is very thoughtful for us.” “He sent two beers.” “I like the beer in cans best.” “I know But this is in bottles, Hatuey beer, and I take back the bottles.” “That’s very kind of you,” the old man said “Should we eat?” “I’ve been asking you to,” the boy told him gently “I have not wished to open the container until you were ready.” [20] “I’m ready now,” the old man said “I only needed time to wash.” Where did you wash? the boy thought The village water supply was two streets down the road I must have water here for him, the boy thought, and soap and a good towel Why am I so Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea thoughtless? I must get him another shirt and a jacket for the winter and s erence In the other league, between Brooklyn and Philadelphia I must take Brooklyn But then I think of Dick Sisler and those great drives In the old park.” “There was nothing ever like them He hits the longest ball I have ever seen.” “Do you remember when he used to come to the Terrace?” [21] “I wanted to take him fishing but I was too timid to ask him Then I asked you to ask him and you were too timid.” “I know It was a great mistake He might have gone with us Then we would have that for all of our lives.” “I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing,” the old man said “They say his father was a fisherman Maybe he was as poor as we are and would understand.” “The great Sisler’s father was never poor and he, the father, was playing in the Big Leagues when he was my age.” “When I was your age I was before the mast on a square rigged ship that ran to Africa and I have seen lions on the beaches in the evening.” “I know You told me.” “Should we talk about Africa or about baseball?” “Baseball I t e telephone.” “He was a great manager,” the boy said “My father thinks he was the greatest.” “Because he came here the most times,” the old man said “If Durocher had continued to come here each year your father would think him the greatest manager.” “Who is the greatest manager, really, Luque or Mike Gonzalez?” “I think they are equal.” “And the best fisherman is you.” “No I know others better.” “Que Va,” the boy said “There are many good fishermen and some great ones But there is only you.” “Thank you You make me happy I hope no fish will come along so great that he will prove us wrong.” “There is no such fish if you are still strong as you say.” “I may not be as strong as I think,” the old man said “But I know many tricks and I have resolution.” “You ought to go to bed now so that you will be fresh in the morning I will take the things back to the Terrace.” [23] “Good night then I will wake you in the morning.” “You’re my alarm clock,” the boy said Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea “A Chương with no light on the table and the old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a boy and the long golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the high capes and the great brown mountains He lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the native boats [24] come riding through it He smelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of Africa that the land breeze brought at morning Usually when he smelled the land breeze he woke up and dressed to go and wake the boy But tonight the smell of the land breeze came very early and he knew it was too early in his dream and went on dreaming to see the white peaks of the Islands rising from t oy He never dreamed about the boy He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy He was shivering with the morning cold But he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it and walked in quietly with his [25] bare feet The boy was asleep on a cot in the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon He took hold of one foot gently and held it until the boy woke and turned and looked at him The old man nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and, sitting on the bed, pulled them on The old man went out the door and the boy came after him He was sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, “I am sorry.” “Qua Va,” the boy said “It is what a man must do.” They walked down the road get some.” They had coffee from condensed milk cans at an early morning place that served fishermen “How did you sleep old man?” the boy asked He [26] was waking up now although it was still hard for him to leave his sleep “Very well, Manolin,” the old man said “I feel confident today.” “So I,” the boy said “Now I must get your sardines and mine and your fresh baits He brings our gear himself He never wants anyone to carry anything.” “We’re different,” the old man said “I let you carry things when you were five years old.” TỎNG QUAN VÈ THƯƠNG MẠI ĐIỆN TỬ 1.1 Khái niệm đặc trung thương mại điện tử 1.1.1 Khái niệm thương m ại điện tử Thương mại điện tử trở thành nhân tố kinh tế có ý nghĩa tồn cầu Cơ sở hạ tầng thương mại điện tử mạng máy tính mà đạt đến trình độ tiêu chuẩn cho hoạt động kinh doanh, đời sống gia đình hoạt động phủ Mạng máy tính liên kết máy tính thiết bị điện tử khác thơng qua mạng viễn thơng, người sử dụng tiếp cận thơng tin lưu trữ giao tiếp máy tính với Mặc dù số người sử dụng máy tính độc lập đại đa số nối kết máy tính với mạng máy tính tồn cầu, internet, kết nối nội tổ chức, intranet Intranet mạng công ty thực chức công nghệ thông tin trình duyệt sử dụng giao diện internet Một mơi trường máy tính khác extranet, mạng nối kết intranet đối tác kinh doanh với internet Vậy, doanh nghiệp lại quan tâm đến thương mại điện tử? Lý chồ công nghệ thơng tin nói chung thương mại điện tử nói riêng trở thành nhân tố thúc đẩy hoạt động kinh doanh Thương mại điện tử trở thành yếu tố xúc tác làm thay đổi cấu hoạt động quản lý tổ chức Thương mại điện tử (Electronic commerce - EC or E Commerce) khái niệm dùng đê mô tả trình mua bán giao dịch sản phâm, dịch vụ thơng tin thơng qua mạng máy tính, kể internet Thuật ngữ “Thương mại (Commerce)” reases did not show so much when the old man was asleep and his head fallen forward His shirt had been patched so many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many different shades by the sun The [18] old man’s head was very old though and with his eyes closed there was no life in his face The newspaper lay across his knees and the weight of his arm held it there in the evening breeze He was barefooted The boy left him there and when he came back the old man was still asleep “Wake up old man,” the boy said and put his hand on one of the old man’s knees The old man opened his eyes and for a moment he was coming back from a long way away Then he smiled “What have you got?” he asked “Supper,” said the boy “We’re going to have supper.” “I’m not very hungry.” “Come on and eat You can’t fish and not eat.” “I have,” the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and folding it Then he started to fold the blanket “Keep the blanket around you,” the boy sa each set “Who gave this to you?” “Martin The owner.” “I must thank him.” “I thanked him already,” the boy said “You don’t need to thank him.” “I’ll give him the belly meat of a big fish,” the old man said “Has he done this for us more than once?” “I think so.” “I must give him something more than the belly meat then He is very thoughtful for us.” “He sent two beers.” “I like the beer in cans best.” “I know But this is in bottles, Hatuey beer, and I take back the bottles.” “That’s very kind of you,” the old man said “Should we eat?” “I’ve been asking you to,” the boy told him gently “I have not wished to open the container until you were ready.” [20] “I’m ready now,” the old man said “I only needed time to wash.” Where did you wash? the boy thought The village water supply was two streets down the road I must have water here for him, the boy thought, and soap and a good towel Why am I so Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea thoughtless? I must get him another shirt and a jacket for the winter and s erence In the other league, between Brooklyn and Philadelphia I must take Brooklyn But then I think of Dick Sisler and those great drives In the old park.” “There was nothing ever like them He hits the longest ball I have ever seen.” “Do you remember when he used to come to the Terrace?” [21] “I wanted to take him fishing but I was too timid to ask him Then I asked you to ask him and you were too timid.” “I know It was a great mistake He might have gone with us Then we would have that for all of our lives.” “I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing,” the old man said “They say his father was a fisherman Maybe he was as poor as we are and would understand.” “The great Sisler’s father was never poor and he, the father, was playing in the Big Leagues when he was my age.” “When I was your age I was before the mast on a square rigged ship that ran to Africa and I have seen lions on the beaches in the evening.” “I know You told me.” “Should we talk about Africa or about baseball?” “Baseball I t e telephone.” “He was a great manager,” the boy said “My father thinks he was the greatest.” “Because he came here the most times,” the old man said “If Durocher had continued to come here each year your father would think him the greatest manager.” “Who is the greatest manager, really, Luque or Mike Gonzalez?” “I think they are equal.” “And the best fisherman is you.” “No I know others better.” “Que Va,” the boy said “There are many good fishermen and some great ones But there is only you.” “Thank you You make me happy I hope no fish will come along so great that he will prove us wrong.” “There is no such fish if you are still strong as you say.” “I may not be as strong as I think,” the old man said “But I know many tricks and I have resolution.” “You ought to go to bed now so that you will be fresh in the morning I will take the things back to the Terrace.” [23] “Good night then I will wake you in the morning.” “You’re my alarm clock,” the boy said Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea “A nhiều người hiểu số giao dịch thực đơi tác kinh doanh Vì vậy, thương mại điện tử thường hiêu theo nghĩa hẹp mua bán mạng, hay mua bán thông qua phương tiện điện tử Họ đồng nghĩa E Commerce với E Trade with no light on the table and the old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a boy and the long golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the high capes and the great brown mountains He lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the native boats [24] come riding through it He smelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of Africa that the land breeze brought at morning Usually when he smelled the land breeze he woke up and dressed to go and wake the boy But tonight the smell of the land breeze came very early and he knew it was too early in his dream and went on dreaming to see the white peaks of the Islands rising from t oy He never dreamed about the boy He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy He was shivering with the morning cold But he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it and walked in quietly with his [25] bare feet The boy was asleep on a cot in the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon He took hold of one foot gently and held it until the boy woke and turned and looked at him The old man nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and, sitting on the bed, pulled them on The old man went out the door and the boy came after him He was sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, “I am sorry.” “Qua Va,” the boy said “It is what a man must do.” They walked down the road get some.” They had coffee from condensed milk cans at an early morning place that served fishermen “How did you sleep old man?” the boy asked He [26] was waking up now although it was still hard for him to leave his sleep “Very well, Manolin,” the old man said “I feel confident today.” “So I,” the boy said “Now I must get your sardines and mine and your fresh baits He brings our gear himself He never wants anyone to carry anything.” “We’re different,” the old man said “I let you carry things when you were five years old.” Trên thực tế, có nhiều người sử dụng thuật ngữ “Kinh doanh điện tử (Electronic business - E Business)” để phạm vi rộng thương mại điện tử Đó khơng q trình mua bán mà cịn dịch vụ khách hàng, kết nối với đối tác kinh doanh, thực giao dịch điện tử phạm vi tô chúc Kinh doanh điện tử (E Business) chu kỳ kinh doanh, tốc độ kinh doanh, tồn cầu hố, nâng cao suât, tiêp cận khách hàng chia sẻ kiến thức tổ chức nhăm đạt lợi cạnh tranh1 Thuật ngữ “Thương mại (Commerce)” sách hiểu theo nghĩa rộng, hoạt động kinh tế nhằm mục tiêu sinh lợi chủ thể kinh doanh thị trường2 Vì vậy, thương mại điện tử (E Commerce) hiểu tương đương với kinh doanh điện tử (E Business) xehi xét góc độ sau đây: Xem xét từ góc độ sổ hoả: Thương mại điện tị thực nhiều hình thức phụ thuộc vào mức độ số hoá sản phẩm/dịch vụ mua bán, trình m ua bán quan vận chuyên giao nhận hàng Hình 1.1 cho thấy mức độ số hoá thưcmg mại điện tử Một sản phẩm sản phẩm vật chất sản phẩm số hố, tổ chức quan cu thể quan sơ hố q trình q trình vật chất hay số hố Điều tạo nên tám hình khối hình khối cho thấy ba mức độ thương mại điện tử Trong thương mại truyên thông, tât cạnh (tất mức độ) Theo Lou Gerstner, IBM’s CEO Giáo trình Kinh tế Thương mại, GS TS Đặng Đình Đào - GS TS Hoàno Đức Thân (Chủ biên), NXB Thống Kẽ, Trường Đại học Kinh tế Quốc dân 2003 reases did not show so much when the old man was asleep and his head fallen forward His shirt had been patched so many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many different shades by the sun The [18] old man’s head was very old though and with his eyes closed there was no life in his face The newspaper lay across his knees and the weight of his arm held it there in the evening breeze He was barefooted The boy left him there and when he came back the old man was still asleep “Wake up old man,” the boy said and put his hand on one of the old man’s knees The old man opened his eyes and for a moment he was coming back from a long way away Then he smiled “What have you got?” he asked “Supper,” said the boy “We’re going to have supper.” “I’m not very hungry.” “Come on and eat You can’t fish and not eat.” “I have,” the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and folding it Then he started to fold the blanket “Keep the blanket around you,” the boy sa each set “Who gave this to you?” “Martin The owner.” “I must thank him.” “I thanked him already,” the boy said “You don’t need to thank him.” “I’ll give him the belly meat of a big fish,” the old man said “Has he done this for us more than once?” “I think so.” “I must give him something more than the belly meat then He is very thoughtful for us.” “He sent two beers.” “I like the beer in cans best.” “I know But this is in bottles, Hatuey beer, and I take back the bottles.” “That’s very kind of you,” the old man said “Should we eat?” “I’ve been asking you to,” the boy told him gently “I have not wished to open the container until you were ready.” [20] “I’m ready now,” the old man said “I only needed time to wash.” Where did you wash? the boy thought The village water supply was two streets down the road I must have water here for him, the boy thought, and soap and a good towel Why am I so Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea thoughtless? I must get him another shirt and a jacket for the winter and s erence In the other league, between Brooklyn and Philadelphia I must take Brooklyn But then I think of Dick Sisler and those great drives In the old park.” “There was nothing ever like them He hits the longest ball I have ever seen.” “Do you remember when he used to come to the Terrace?” [21] “I wanted to take him fishing but I was too timid to ask him Then I asked you to ask him and you were too timid.” “I know It was a great mistake He might have gone with us Then we would have that for all of our lives.” “I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing,” the old man said “They say his father was a fisherman Maybe he was as poor as we are and would understand.” “The great Sisler’s father was never poor and he, the father, was playing in the Big Leagues when he was my age.” “When I was your age I was before the mast on a square rigged ship that ran to Africa and I have seen lions on the beaches in the evening.” “I know You told me.” “Should we talk about Africa or about baseball?” “Baseball I t e telephone.” “He was a great manager,” the boy said “My father thinks he was the greatest.” “Because he came here the most times,” the old man said “If Durocher had continued to come here each year your father would think him the greatest manager.” “Who is the greatest manager, really, Luque or Mike Gonzalez?” “I think they are equal.” “And the best fisherman is you.” “No I know others better.” “Que Va,” the boy said “There are many good fishermen and some great ones But there is only you.” “Thank you You make me happy I hope no fish will come along so great that he will prove us wrong.” “There is no such fish if you are still strong as you say.” “I may not be as strong as I think,” the old man said “But I know many tricks and I have resolution.” “You ought to go to bed now so that you will be fresh in the morning I will take the things back to the Terrace.” [23] “Good night then I will wake you in the morning.” “You’re my alarm clock,” the boy said Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea “A hữu hình (Hình khối phía bên trái) Trong thương mại điện từ thuân tuý, tất cạnh (các mức độ) số hố (Hình khối phía bên phải) Tất hình khối cịn lại hỗn họp thương mại truyền thống thương mại điện tử tuý, tuỳ thuộc vào mức độ số hoá hoạt động giao dịch mà xem giao dịch thương mại truyền thống hay giao dịch thương mại điện tử Chẳng hạn, mua hàng thông qua mạng việc giao hàng lại thực bàng phương tiện vận tải truyền thống khơng phải thương mại điện tử tuý việc mua hàng, giao nhận hàng tốn số hố thương mại điện tử tuý with no light on the table and the old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a boy and the long golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the high capes and the great brown mountains He lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the native boats [24] come riding through it He smelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of Africa that the land breeze brought at morning Usually when he smelled the land breeze he woke up and dressed to go and wake the boy But tonight the smell of the land breeze came very early and he knew it was too early in his dream and went on dreaming to see the white peaks of the Islands rising from t oy He never dreamed about the boy He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy He was shivering with the morning cold But he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it and walked in quietly with his [25] bare feet The boy was asleep on a cot in the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon He took hold of one foot gently and held it until the boy woke and turned and looked at him The old man nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and, sitting on the bed, pulled them on The old man went out the door and the boy came after him He was sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, “I am sorry.” “Qua Va,” the boy said “It is what a man must do.” They walked down the road get some.” They had coffee from condensed milk cans at an early morning place that served fishermen “How did you sleep old man?” the boy asked He [26] was waking up now although it was still hard for him to leave his sleep “Very well, Manolin,” the old man said “I feel confident today.” “So I,” the boy said “Now I must get your sardines and mine and your fresh baits He brings our gear himself He never wants anyone to carry anything.” “We’re different,” the old man said “I let you carry things when you were five years old.” Hình 1.1: Thương mại điện tử theo mức độ số hoá T h n g m ại T hư ng mại điện tứ mức độ thấp điện tử mức độ cao (Nguồn: Choi (edit.): Kinh tế học thưong mại điện từ, NXB Kỹ thuật Macmillan, ì 997) - Xem xét từ góc độ lĩnh vực kinh doanh' Thương mại điện tử diễn hầu khắp lĩnh vực kinh doanh, thúc đẩy aseball.” “The Yankees cannot lose.” “But I fear the Indians of Cleveland.” “Have faith in the Yankees my son Think of the great DiMaggio.” “I fear both the Tigers of Detroit and the Indians of Cleveland.” “Be careful or you will fear even the Reds of Cincinnati and the White Sax of Chicago.” “You study it and tell me when I come back.” “Do you think we should buy a terminal of the lottery with an eighty-five? Tomorrow is the eighty-fifth day.” “We can that,” the boy said “But what about the eighty-seven of your great record?” [17] “It could not happen twice Do you think you can find an eighty-five?” Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea “I can order one “One sheet That’s two dollars and a half Who can we borrow that from?” “That’s easy I can always borrow two dollars and a half.” “I think perhaps I can too But I try not to borrow First you borrow Then you beg.” “Keep warm old man,” the boy said “Remember we are in September.” “The month when the great fish come,” the old man said “Anyone can be a fi d the creases did not show so much when the old man was asleep and his head fallen forward His shirt had been patched so many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many different shades by the sun The [18] old man’s head was very old though and with his eyes closed there was no life in his face The newspaper lay across his knees and the weight of his arm held it there in the evening breeze He was barefooted The boy left him there and when he came back the old man was still asleep “Wake up old man,” the boy said and put his hand on one of the old man’s knees The old man opened his eyes and for a moment he was coming back from a long way away Then he smiled “What have you got?” he asked “Supper,” said the boy “We’re going to have supper.” “I’m not very hungry.” “Come on and eat You can’t fish and not eat.” “I have,” the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and folding it Then he started to fold the blanket “Keep the blanket around you,” the boy said “Yo round each set “Who gave this to you?” “Martin The owner.” “I must thank him.” “I thanked him already,” the boy said “You don’t need to thank him.” “I’ll give him the belly meat of a big fish,” the old man said “Has he done this for us more than once?” “I think so.” “I must give him something more than the belly meat then He is very thoughtful for us.” “He sent two beers.” “I like the beer in cans best.” “I know But this is in bottles, Hatuey beer, and I take back the bottles.” “That’s very kind of you,” the old man said “Should we eat?” “I’ve been asking you to,” the boy told him gently “I have not wished to open the container until you were ready.” [20] “I’m ready now,” the old man said “I only needed time to wash.” Where did you wash? the boy thought The village water supply was two streets down the road I must have water here for him, the boy thought, and soap and a good towel Why am I so Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea thoughtless? I must get him another shirt and a jacket for the winter and some s he difference In the other league, between Brooklyn and Philadelphia I must take Brooklyn But then I think of Dick Sisler and those great drives In the old park.” “There was nothing ever like them He hits the longest ball I have ever seen.” “Do you remember when he used to come to the Terrace?” [21] “I wanted to take him fishing but I was too timid to ask him Then I asked you to ask him and you were too timid.” “I know It was a great mistake He might have gone with us Then we would have that for all of our lives.” “I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing,” the old man said “They say his father was a fisherman Maybe he was as poor as we are and would understand.” “The great Sisler’s father was never poor and he, the father, was playing in the Big Leagues when he was my age.” “When I was your age I was before the mast on a square rigged ship that ran to Africa and I have seen lions on the beaches in the evening.” “I know You told me.” “Should we talk about Africa or about baseball?” “Baseball I think,” on the telephone.” “He was a great manager,” the boy said “My father thinks he was the greatest.” “Because he came here the most times,” the old man said “If Durocher had continued to come here each year your father would think him the greatest manager.” “Who is the greatest manager, really, Luque or Mike Gonzalez?” “I think they are equal.” “And the best fisherman is you.” “No I know others better.” “Que Va,” the boy said “There are many good fishermen and some great ones But there is only you.” “Thank you You make me happy I hope no fish will come along so great that he will prove us wrong.” “There is no such fish if you are still strong as you say.” “I may not be as strong as I think,” the old man said “But I know many tricks and I have resolution.” “You ought to go to bed now so that you will be fresh in the morning I will take the things back to the Terrace.” [23] “Good night then I will wake you in the morning.” “You’re my alarm clock,” the boy said Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea “Age is m lĩnh vực phát triển đồng thời tạo nên sắc cua hoạt động kinh doanh phạm vi kinh tê thê giới eaten with no light on the table and the old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a boy and the long golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the high capes and the great brown mountains He lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the native boats [24] come riding through it He smelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of Africa that the land breeze brought at morning Usually when he smelled the land breeze he woke up and dressed to go and wake the boy But tonight the smell of the land breeze came very early and he knew it was too early in his dream and went on dreaming to see the white peaks of the Islands rising from the sea the boy He never dreamed about the boy He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy He was shivering with the morning cold But he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it and walked in quietly with his [25] bare feet The boy was asleep on a cot in the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon He took hold of one foot gently and held it until the boy woke and turned and looked at him The old man nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and, sitting on the bed, pulled them on The old man went out the door and the boy came after him He was sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, “I am sorry.” “Qua Va,” the boy said “It is what a man must do.” They walked down the road to the d then get some.” They had coffee from condensed milk cans at an early morning place that served fishermen “How did you sleep old man?” the boy asked He [26] was waking up now although it was still hard for him to leave his sleep “Very well, Manolin,” the old man said “I feel confident today.” “So I,” the boy said “Now I must get your sardines and mine and your fresh baits He brings our gear himself He never wants anyone to carry anything.” “We’re different,” the old man said “I let you carry things when you were five years old.” - Từ góc độ kinh doanh viễn thông: Thương mại điện từ việc chuyển giao thông tin sản phẩm hay dịch vụ tốn thơng qua điện thoại, mạng máy tính bât kỳ phương tiện điện tử khác - Từ góc độ trình kinh doanh: Thương mại điện tử việc ứng dụng cơng nghệ để tự động hố giao dịch kinh doanh dòng chu chuyên sản phâm - Từ góc độ kinh doanh dịch vụ: Thương mại điện tử phương tiện để doanh nghiệp, người tiêu dùng nhà quản lý cắt giảm chi phí dịch vụ nâng cao chât lượng hàng hoá, tăng tốc độ chuyên giao dịch vụ - Từ góc độ trợ giúp trực luyến: Thương mại điện tử cung cấp khả mua bán sản phâm thông tin internet dịch vụ trực tuyến khác 1.1.2 Đặc trung thương m ại điện tử -Thương mại điện tử văn ban giao dịch giấy (Paperless transactions) Tất văn ban thể bàng dừ liệu tin học, băng ghi âm, hay phương tiện điện tử khác Đặc trưng làm thay đổi văn hoá giao dịch lẽ độ tin cậy khơng cịn phụ thuộc vào cam kết giấy tờ mà niềm tin lẫn đối tác Giao dịch không dùng giấy làm giảm đáng kể chi phí nhân lực đê chu chuyên, lưu trừ tìm kiếm văn ban cần thiết Người sừ dụng thơng tin tìm kiếm neay ngân hàng dừ liệu mà khơng cần người khác tham Ía nên bao vệ bí mật ý tướng cách thức thực ý đồ kinh doanh Giao dịch khơng dùng giấy địi hỏi kỳ thuật bao 10 reases did not show so much when the old man was asleep and his head fallen forward His shirt had been patched so many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many different shades by the sun The [18] old man’s head was very old though and with his eyes closed there was no life in his face The newspaper lay across his knees and the weight of his arm held it there in the evening breeze He was barefooted The boy left him there and when he came back the old man was still asleep “Wake up old man,” the boy said and put his hand on one of the old man’s knees The old man opened his eyes and for a moment he was coming back from a long way away Then he smiled “What have you got?” he asked “Supper,” said the boy “We’re going to have supper.” “I’m not very hungry.” “Come on and eat You can’t fish and not eat.” “I have,” the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and folding it Then he started to fold the blanket “Keep the blanket around you,” the boy sa each set “Who gave this to you?” “Martin The owner.” “I must thank him.” “I thanked him already,” the boy said “You don’t need to thank him.” “I’ll give him the belly meat of a big fish,” the old man said “Has he done this for us more than once?” “I think so.” “I must give him something more than the belly meat then He is very thoughtful for us.” “He sent two beers.” “I like the beer in cans best.” “I know But this is in bottles, Hatuey beer, and I take back the bottles.” “That’s very kind of you,” the old man said “Should we eat?” “I’ve been asking you to,” the boy told him gently “I have not wished to open the container until you were ready.” [20] “I’m ready now,” the old man said “I only needed time to wash.” Where did you wash? the boy thought The village water supply was two streets down the road I must have water here for him, the boy thought, and soap and a good towel Why am I so Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea thoughtless? I must get him another shirt and a jacket for the winter and s erence In the other league, between Brooklyn and Philadelphia I must take Brooklyn But then I think of Dick Sisler and those great drives In the old park.” “There was nothing ever like them He hits the longest ball I have ever seen.” “Do you remember when he used to come to the Terrace?” [21] “I wanted to take him fishing but I was too timid to ask him Then I asked you to ask him and you were too timid.” “I know It was a great mistake He might have gone with us Then we would have that for all of our lives.” “I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing,” the old man said “They say his father was a fisherman Maybe he was as poor as we are and would understand.” “The great Sisler’s father was never poor and he, the father, was playing in the Big Leagues when he was my age.” “When I was your age I was before the mast on a square rigged ship that ran to Africa and I have seen lions on the beaches in the evening.” “I know You told me.” “Should we talk about Africa or about baseball?” “Baseball I t e telephone.” “He was a great manager,” the boy said “My father thinks he was the greatest.” “Because he came here the most times,” the old man said “If Durocher had continued to come here each year your father would think him the greatest manager.” “Who is the greatest manager, really, Luque or Mike Gonzalez?” “I think they are equal.” “And the best fisherman is you.” “No I know others better.” “Que Va,” the boy said “There are many good fishermen and some great ones But there is only you.” “Thank you You make me happy I hope no fish will come along so great that he will prove us wrong.” “There is no such fish if you are still strong as you say.” “I may not be as strong as I think,” the old man said “But I know many tricks and I have resolution.” “You ought to go to bed now so that you will be fresh in the morning I will take the things back to the Terrace.” [23] “Good night then I will wake you in the morning.” “You’re my alarm clock,” the boy said Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea “A đám an ninh an tồn liệu Đó an ninh an toàn giao dịch thương mại điện tử with no light on the table and the old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a boy and the long golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the high capes and the great brown mountains He lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the native boats [24] come riding through it He smelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of Africa that the land breeze brought at morning Usually when he smelled the land breeze he woke up and dressed to go and wake the boy But tonight the smell of the land breeze came very early and he knew it was too early in his dream and went on dreaming to see the white peaks of the Islands rising from t oy He never dreamed about the boy He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy He was shivering with the morning cold But he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it and walked in quietly with his [25] bare feet The boy was asleep on a cot in the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon He took hold of one foot gently and held it until the boy woke and turned and looked at him The old man nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and, sitting on the bed, pulled them on The old man went out the door and the boy came after him He was sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, “I am sorry.” “Qua Va,” the boy said “It is what a man must do.” They walked down the road get some.” They had coffee from condensed milk cans at an early morning place that served fishermen “How did you sleep old man?” the boy asked He [26] was waking up now although it was still hard for him to leave his sleep “Very well, Manolin,” the old man said “I feel confident today.” “So I,” the boy said “Now I must get your sardines and mine and your fresh baits He brings our gear himself He never wants anyone to carry anything.” “We’re different,” the old man said “I let you carry things when you were five years old.” -T hương mại điện tử phụ thuộc công nghệ trinh độ công nghệ thông tin người sử dụng Đe phát triển thương mại điện tử cẩn phải xây dựng không ngừng nâng cao trình độ cơng nghệ thơng qua phát triển sở hạ tầng kỹ thuật thương mại điện tử m ạng máy tính khả tiếp nối mạng với sở liệu thơng tin tồn cầu Cùng với sở mạng, thương mại điện tử cần có đội ngũ nhân viên khơng chi thành thạo cơng nghệ mà cịn có kiến thức kỹ quản trị kinh doanh nói chung, thương mại nói riêng -Thương mại điện tử phụ thuộc mức độ số hoá (Thương mại sổ hoá) Tùy thuộc vào mức độ số hoá kinh tế khả hội nhập số hố với kinh tế tồn cầu mà thương mại điện tử đạt cấp độ từ thấp đến cao c ấ p độ thấp sử dụng thư điện tử, đến internet để tìm kiếm thơng tin, đến đặt hàng trực tuyến dịch vụ trực tuyến, đến xây dựng website cho hoạt động kinh doanh cuối áp dụng giải pháp toàn diện thương mại điện tử (thương mại điện tử tuý) -Thương mại điện tử có tốc độ nhanh Nhờ áp dụng kỹ thuật số nên tất bước trình giao dịch tiến hành thông qua mạng máy tính Ngơn ngữ cơng nghệ thơng tin cho phép rút ngắn độ dài “văn bản” giao dịch Các dịch vụ phần mềm ngày hoàn hảo, tốc độ đường truyền nhanh cho phép rút ngăn thời gian soạn thảo, giao tiếp ký kết văn giao dịch điện tử Tât điều làm cho thương mại điện từ đạt tôc độ nhanh phương thức giao dịch, tạo nên 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