【導讀】一定的探索和嘗試。作者利用先進的ASP、JavaScript等技術，設計開發(fā)了一套。以網(wǎng)絡點卡銷售系統(tǒng)為模版的電子商務系統(tǒng)。系統(tǒng)分為前臺購物和后臺管理兩個。前臺購物從用戶的注冊、登錄、點卡的選購開始，到系統(tǒng)生成訂單。庫存等信息，還可以查看用戶的等級和信用程度。對于一些關鍵的信息如密碼，本系統(tǒng)采用模塊化的設計思想，各個層級間條。理清晰，可復用性很強。

　　

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