"Boss! Watch TV!" Johnny rushed in and quickly turned on the TV, "President Reagan has been assassinated!"

The scene on television was chaotic, with many people blocking the door of the Hilton Hotel, the gunmen continuing to shoot, some being shot, some blocking, some screaming, and then, in a very short time, President Reagan was pushed into the bulletproof car by bodyguards, and the gunman was quickly knocked to the ground.

The incident ended quickly, and the president's bulletproof car quickly left the scene, and the agents present quickly took control of the scene, and then the news anchor continued to report on it.

"When did this happen?" Zhong Yuemin asked, holding his arms and looking at the picture on the TV.

"It's past two o'clock in the afternoon. Johnny said, "President Reagan is rumored to be injured, I wonder what the injury is?"

"All will be safe. Zhong Yuemin said, "Let's go, let's go out for a drink." ”

President Reagan actually only injured his lungs, and the operation should have been over by now.

Everyone else was very nervous because of the butterfly effect caused by President Reagan's stabbing, but Zhong Yuemin didn't care at all, it didn't have any fart effect, it was all lively on TV.

Several people were injured at the scene of the shooting, but none were injured, and in the end, even the gunman was exempted from punishment because of his mental disorder.

"Boss, you seem to be in a bad mood when you come back this time?" Johnny ordered two glasses of whiskey.

"Give me ice, thank you!" Zhong Yuemin shouted to the bartender, "There are some personal circumstances. ”

"Boss, if you have something to say, don't you know whether to say it or not?"

"When did you learn to be subtle?" Zhong Yuemin smiled: "Also, when you come back this time, why did you all change your name to call me Boss?"

"It's respect for you!" Johnny shrugged, "In your absence, we agreed on it, and I can't break it!"

"Well, it's private time now, do you want to do the same?"

Johnny said, "OK, you're the boss, you have the final say." ”

"Don't procrastinate!"

"Employees in the company are privately discussing whether you are an ascetic?" Johnny muttered, "You are in the office for more than twelve hours a day, you don't have a girlfriend, you don't even have an affair. Oh no, Donna counts as one, but it seems like too little. ”

"Then how can it be considered normal in your eyes?" Zhong Yuemin took a sip of wine and asked rhetorically: "Singing every night, drunk and dreaming of death, gossiping headlines with Hollywood actresses every day?"

"Of course, you're a young super-rich man, what's the point of working hard instead of enjoying life?" Johnny bewitched.

"By the way, didn't you say that you want to open the bunny girl's body?" Zhong Yuemin said: "Is it done?"

"Are you kidding? You slapped your ass and slipped away, and I was so busy staying in the company that I was going crazy and having a party in my dreams?!" Johnny complained.

"Sorry!" Zhong Yuemin apologized with a smile, "You know that the Spring Festival is the most important festival in China, and Chinese people all over the world will return to their hometowns to reunite with their families. ”

"Of course I know, who let me have a Chinese boss!" Johnny said helplessly, "not just me, but the whole company knows this." ”

"I'll give you a holiday, and let you prepare your celestial body, how about it?"

"Actually, I think you need a vacation more than me, Min. Johnny said.

"I just got back from a holiday······"

"No, that's what you call dealing with private matters. Johnny interrupted, "Min, you need a vacation where you can put your work behind your worries, not just rest. ”

Zhong Yuemin thought for a while, nodded and agreed: "You are right, but now the company is under a lot of pressure, IBM is launching new products, and Apple is also ready to move, so it is not appropriate for me to leave at this time." ”

"No, that's right, Vali needs a healthy and passionate boss, not an ascetic. Johnny said solemnly: "Min, we are very worried about your current state!"

"Let me think about it, how?" Zhong Yuemin finished drinking the whiskey in the glass, pressed the wine money under the glass, and turned to leave.

When he got out of the tavern, he found that there were three or four strong men following him, Zhong Yuemin saw that Johnny's expression remained unchanged and asked, "What's going on?"

"This is the security personnel hired by the company. Johnny explains.

"Is it necessary?"

Johnny couldn't help but laugh, "Boss, you're a billionaire!"

"Oh, I often forget that. Zhong Yuemin said: "Are the company's executives equipped with bodyguards?"

"The board members are all staffed, and these bodyguards are all former CIA employees, and they are professional!"

"OK!" Zhong Yuemin was noncommittal, he was indeed a little negligent in this regard.

"If you need special services, they are all available, worldwide. Johnny added.

Zhong Yuemin suddenly had a wit in his mind, "If I want to find someone, can they find it?"

"Of course, as long as they have enough money, they can do anything!"

"OK, help me make an appointment with their boss, I have a job for them!"

Johnny snapped his fingers at a nearby person and whispered for a moment before the other person quickly left.

"Boss, how about ten o'clock tomorrow morning?"

"Yes, as soon as possible. ”

……

"What has Stephen been doing lately?" Zhong Yuemin asked his assistant Amy, sitting in his office.

"Uh......" Amy's eyes widened in confusion.

"Well, I don't think you know either. Zhong Yuemin shrugged, "I'll ask him myself." ”

Before and after the IPO company, the team expanded to several hundred, and the company simply moved to the city center, facing the Ohio River.

The assembly plant was also separated from the R&D team, and a factory building was bought at the foot of Washington Hill.

Stephen's innovation team is on the top floor of the new office building, which is where he strongly demands, and according to his words, the high places are windy, and the wind blows more clearly.

Zhong Yuemin took the elevator to the 37th floor, and climbed two more floors before reaching the place.

Before you even enter the door, you can hear the noise of music, heavy metal rock mixed with the frolicking of men and women.

Zhong Yuemin almost thought he was in the wrong place when he went to the rooftop, with swimming pools, slides, loungers, sun umbrellas, and piles of wine bottles.

Men and women in beach pants and bikinis frolicked together.

Zhong Yuemin thought to himself, this Stephen had lived the happy life of drunken dreams and death that Johnny wanted in advance.

On closer inspection, Stephen was mixed in with a crowd of people, drinking and roaring, not knowing what he was doing.

……

The crowd split into several piles, each of which was surrounded by a person operating a computer, unaware of what they were doing.

Next to it stood a group of bikini girls scratching their heads, leisurely holding wine glasses, in sharp contrast to the nervous programmers.

"Hurry up, Shiva, you're about to win!" Stephen yelled excitedly, "If you win, all the girls here will like you!

Surrounded in the middle, Shiva stared nervously at the computer screen, ten fingers beating rapidly on the keyboard, and the people around him kept cheering him on!

"Come on, Andrew, don't be nervous, you can do it!"

"Jack, you can do it!"

……

Several other groups also cheered on the people they supported.

It may be that the game was too tense, no one noticed Zhong Yuemin's arrival, and Amy, who wanted to remind everyone, was also stopped by Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin thought they were playing a game at first, but later realized that a computer game that requires such a fast pace of operation should not have appeared.

"Oh, I did it, I did!" said Shiva, who jumped up and roared, took the champagne from his companion's hand, and threw his head back into the bottle.

The programmers in several other groups sped up and buried their heads in the keyboard.

"Shiva did it!" Stephen exclaimed excitedly, and then threw himself in front of the computer, scrutinizing the top of the screen!

"It's going to work this time!Stephen, it's going to work this time!" Shiva shouted excitedly at Stephen.

Stephen pressed enter and didn't look back, "If it doesn't work out this time, I'm going to kick your ass!"

"Hahaha······" The crowd laughed!

The code on the screen scrolled rapidly, and everyone stared at the screen intently, and only then did Zhong Yuemin, who was standing on the periphery of the crowd, understand that these people were writing code and developing programs in the competition.

"I'm announcing that the game is over! Khiva wins!" Stephen smiled widely, raised Shiva's arm in the air, and announced loudly!

"Damn, my beauty!" the other contestants all held their hair in pain, looking at the bikini girls with reluctance.

Stephen pulled Shiva and shouted to the bikini girls, "Girls, this is our hero, and I'll leave it to you!"

With that, Stephen pushed the embarrassed Shiva to the giggling girls, completely ignoring Shiva's pleading gaze.

"Has this kid grown up?"

Stephen looked back and almost peeed in fright, the person who spoke was Zhong Yuemin, "Boss, why are you here?"

"I haven't seen you in a while, so I miss you so much, so I came over to have a look. Zhong Yuemin said expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Stephen dropped his jaw, "Boss, did someone sue you?"

"Why does it sound a little weak?" Zhong Yuemin smiled: "This is not like you?"

"Hehe, it might have been a bit too much lately. Stephen was embarrassed and said, "But I promise, it's definitely worth the money!"

"Seeing that you are so confident, did you make something good just now?"

"Haha, boss, come and see!" Stephen led Zhong Yuemin to the computer where Shiva was sitting just now.

Even though the screen was rudimentary, not even a graphical interface, Zhong Yuemin recognized, "You guys are programming your e-mail!"

"Of course!" Stephen said, "Look here, we just sent an email to Berkeley's computer lab via WALL-E!"

"Hello?" Zhong Yuemin said, "You're going to send this out?"

"We'd love to post more, too, but you know, the network is too slow!" Stephen explains.

While the two were talking, a new email received in the mailbox, a reply from Berkeley, and the page slowly opened and refreshed.

"W-O?" Stephen read out, looking at Zhong Yuemin suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"Wow?" Zhong Yuemin said, "Sigh?"

"Probably. Stephen was confused, "Is it that the other party's network transmission speed is too slow, so you can type a few words less?"

"Leave him alone. Zhong Yuemin shrugged, "Where did you find that kid?"

"Shiva?" Stephen said, "He's my junior, he's a real genius!!"

"How old is he?" Zhong Yuemin said worriedly as he looked at Shiva, who was surrounded by beautiful women not far away.

"Don't worry, sixteen! I'm already an adult!" Stephen laughed: "This kid was admitted to college at the age of fifteen, and when he heard that I was recruiting, he immediately ran over!"

"OK, I'll find Shiva for you and get the WALLI mailbox system, I'll pay for all the expenses today!" Zhong Yuemin couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, "Tie this kid Shiva to WALLI and give him whatever he wants!"

"Yes, boss!" Stephen was overjoyed and shouted at the happy employees, "Boss pay today!

"Yay!" everyone cheered at Zhong Yuemin, "Long live the boss!"

······

"Master, I want to leave from Wall-E. ”

There are happy things, and there are many troubles, and Zhong Yuemin received Mike's resignation letter early this morning.

"Why?" Zhong Yuemin said strangely, "Are you not happy to do it?"

"No, I'm so happy, I'm proud to be working at WALL-E and watching it grow up so fast!" Mike excited.

Zhong Yuemin stared at Mike, "So can you tell me why?"

"I want to pursue my dreams!" Mike said solemnly, "I want to go back to my hometown of Detroit and teach kung fu to the children there!"

"Huh!" Zhong Yuemin was a little stunned, "When did you have such an ideal?"

"I've been thinking this since WALL-E went public. "I have enough stocks, I don't have to live for money anymore, I just want to do something to change black children," Mike said. ”

"Teach them Chinese kung fu?"

"Yes, since I practiced Chinese Kung Fu with you, I have a lot of peace of mind and a better understanding of the meaning of life. "So I hope that kung fu can also bring these changes to black children in Detroit, to change their lives." ”

"So, have you already decided?"

"Yes, Master, I've decided!" Mike said firmly.

"I think, I really can't help but support you!" Zhong Yuemin said with a smile: "Go, go and fulfill your dreams!"

······

Early in the morning, Zhong Yuemin still got up as usual and ran to the park near the company, ready to start exercising, but he felt that something was wrong.

Mike, who usually practices kung fu by his side, has been walking for several days, and he didn't feel anything when he was there before, but it was really uncomfortable to walk suddenly, Zhong Yuemin simply ended his workout ahead of schedule that day.

"Johnny, me. Zhong Yuemin picked up the phone after taking a shower, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"