The graduation ceremony is over, but Li Feiteng has become a legend that will forever be imprinted among the students in this class, a genius student who will forever be in the fourth middle school in just two days!

In later generations, Li Feiteng was named the "God of Learning" by the national high school students, and burned incense and knelt down every day in order to get good results.

On the Internet, there is a popular phrase "Brother Byteng, get the champion", and "Brother Xinchun, get eternal life" is popular both inside and outside the campus.

Of course, that's all for later.

To get back to the point, Li Feiteng has been idle in the past two days, and he is a little irritable.

The email he sent to Microsoft last week naturally left his home phone number, so these days, he has been staying at home to write some code, as well as planning to make a fortune in the future Internet enclosure.

However, Li Feiteng just didn't wait for Microsoft's call, and he was a little worried about whether the email was ignored.

"Probably not!" Li Feiteng shook his head, if Microsoft really didn't pay attention to it, then he wouldn't have much to do, at most he would use a trick to deal with Microsoft.

Zhang Qian went abroad, Li Feiteng was not surprised, the night before sending her away, the two of them were almost crazy all night, and he was powerless to write code now.

He was thinking that his mother had returned, holding a newspaper in her hand, and her face was a little anxious and angry.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Son, this newspaper is too hateful, I'm so angry that I make up stories!"

Li Feiteng took the newspaper, and after he looked at it twice, his face became gloomy.

He wondered who would do this to him.

In the newspaper, Li Feiteng became a bad student who played with girls and had a very poor character, and also hinted that he usually did not study well, leading readers to think about cheating.

In short, this newspaper attacked Li Feiteng, and it still played word games at a very high level, without naming names.

"Hehe, Mom, it's a mediocrity not to be envied, the more fierce they scold, the more it proves that your son is promising!"

"You want to open it, but my mother doesn't allow others to slander you like this, son, don't worry, I'll let them go around tomorrow if they can't eat the newspaper!"

Li Feiteng listened to his mother's smiling tone with an undoubted firmness, he scratched his head, and didn't say anything, anyway, his mother already had a lot of reliable connections at this time, and dealing with such a thing was just a favor.

"By the way, son, "The Legend of Wukong" has been reviewed by the Popular Literature and Art Publishing House, with a first printing of 20,000 copies, and it will be released in October, and I will help you get 18% of the royalties. ”

"Mom, thank you. Li Feiteng smiled and nodded.

"Okay, you have a good rest, I'm not at home, don't play with the computer for too long. ”

As soon as his mother went out, Li Feiteng took out the hidden cigarette from the room, he didn't dare to smoke in the living room, otherwise he would definitely be smelled.

On the balcony, Li Feiteng lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it......

In the Microsoft headquarters building in the United States, Bill's secretary's office, Secretary Chrissy is busy with thousands of emails from all over the world every day. These emails include employees of the group, fans of Bill, or work emails from other companies, and there is no shortage of cover letters from computer experts.

"Hey, why haven't the people in the R&D department come up with a filtering program yet, so many emails for me to read alone, where can I read them!" Chrissy couldn't help but grumble in her heart.

"Chrissy, get out today's email. Bill's majestic and unquestionable order came from the office, and she immediately responded when she heard it, and hurriedly took the two hundred mails that had been sorted out and printed into the office.

Bill reads about 500 work emails a day, and now it's just after noon, and he's so energetic that he can read more than 200 in one sitting.

One email after another, signed again and again, and more than 30 phone calls in between, some praised employees, some spurred employees, some greeted peers and partners, and some appealed to government bureaucrats.

In short, Bill is busy, every day is so busy, but he is happy and fulfilled.

When Bill read the last few emails, his brow tightened, and his hand opened the front of the email, reading the email from China word by word, from beginning to end.

After Bill finished reading, he was silent for another five or six minutes.

"Chrissy, bring me a can of Coke. ”

What, I heard you right!

Chrissy really can't believe that Bill can drink Coke, she is Bill's secretary, and Bill took an oath five years ago to decide not to drink any carbonated drinks and live a healthy life for the future of Microsoft Group.

No, I don't admit it, Bill's health is related to Microsoft's stock price.

After Bill finished drinking Coke, he picked up the ocean phone and called the head of the Asia-Pacific region where the Microsoft group is located.