Others talk about girlfriends, they are tired of huhu, and they talk about girlfriends by themselves, and they can't see each other for two months.

Cong Nianwei was particularly embarrassed to make up for Qin Guan: "I still have classes in a while, I want to apply for a double degree in my sophomore year, and I have a class on urban planning in the afternoon, I want to go to it in advance, I'm sorry, Qin Guan." “

Qin Guanxiao's tears welled up in his eyes at once, as wet as a puppy.

The students passing by saw such a scene, a tall and melancholy beautiful young man, who was made to cry by Cong Nianwei.

Cong Nianwei was helpless, and kicked Qin Guan with her foot: "Don't pretend, I don't know you yet, buy you a cup of milk tea, and go back obediently." ”

After finishing speaking, he went downstairs to the water, asked for a cup of bubble tea, handed it to Qin Guan, and waved his hand away like a puppy.

This scene immediately calmed Cong Nianwei's classmates, Queen Wei was mighty! Queen Wei rises! Please take my knees!

Such a handsome boy, if he says that he will blow away, there is no reason for him, how can he be so domineering.

Since then, the QH Department of Architecture has spread the prestige of Cong Nianwei, and has invisibly blocked many rotten peach blossoms for her.

Qin Guan drooped his head and walked outside the school of QH, he didn't have an appointment today, and he had to sign a contract next week to meet the leader of the brokerage company. Sister Xue also took one or two small jobs, and with Huang Jiajia, a difficult student, Qin Guan felt that she was also quite busy.

I haven't seen each other for a long time, Qin Guan is so wronged, he was depressed when he sat on the bus, and he was unlucky, and he encountered a traffic jam when he arrived in Zhongguancun.

Qin Guan thought, anyway, he has nothing to do in the afternoon, so let's go to Zhongguancun for a casual stroll.

The bus finally arrived at Zhongguancun Station, Qin Guan hurriedly got off the bus, and when he walked to the main entrance of the electronics building, it aroused Qin Guan's memories before his rebirth.

Qin Guan remembered that the rise of Zhongguancun was within one or two years, and the electronic market in the whole capital would take the price of Zhongguancun as the market standard.

When Qin Guan was studying, he hadn't figured out what the high-tech electronics market was, but people had heard of the 1999-2000 memory module war here.

I don't know which one started first, I don't know which supplier it is, and I can't be precise about one group, one store.

In June 1999, a memory module war kicked off without warning.

In a short period of time, all retail stores in the Zhongguancun business district, 128M memory modules were sold out.

The merchants who save machines for customers and sell internal accessories in a scattered manner have also bottomed out their inventories.

As a result, the small-scale panic spread like a powerful flu among the many shops in Zhongguancun, and everyone began to frantically use various channels to get the goods.

128 memory no, the 256 512 can also be, the price of the memory module began to rise instantly, from the original 80 yuan a piece, to a price of more than 200 yuan, in just a few days the price has tripled.

The memory agents in Zhongguancun are even more crazy, and the memory modules in their hands are rarely shot, and they are all waiting, waiting for the inventory in their hands to continue to rise, so that they can make a lot of money.

At that time, the small merchants in the market could not maintain normal business, and customers were not willing to pay for such inflated prices.

The bulk cargo turnover in Zhongguancun fell by three percent in an instant.

Then one day when the price continued to be inflated, a large number of cheap memory modules rushed into the Zhongguancun market, and the price of memory modules continued to be strong, like the waves of the ebb tide, and quickly began to fall.

On the first day, the market price of 128M memory module was 248 yuan, and on the second day it dropped to 201 yuan, and on the third day, it dropped sharply to 122 yuan, and on the fourth day, it had fallen below its original initial price and became a pitiful 79 yuan.

The whole market was crazy, Zhongguancun was instantly shrouded in a thick depressive atmosphere, the retail investors who hoarded goods were easily broken, and a large number of middlemen smashed the stockpiling goods in their own hands.

The building is falling in an instant! Those who closed the counter and closed the business, and the money went bankrupt, this storm made many people lose their money, and there was not even a pair of pants left to cover their shame.

And the turmoil caused by this memory was Qin Guan's previous life, and the roommates in the dormitory took this incident as a legend and told it to Qin Guan.

Later, a computer enthusiast that Qin Guan came into contact with at work also indirectly confirmed the authenticity of this incident.

Qin Guan subconsciously looked down at his mobile phone, and what was displayed on the screen was: At the end of May 1999, there were still a few days before the memory module war.

At this time, Qin Guan hesitated.

Since his rebirth, Qin Guan has rarely thought about his previous life, nor has he ever tried to change other people's lives, not plagiarism, no plagiarism, no quick money, and no snatching of other people's achievements.

Although his little butterfly did not set off a big storm, at the same point in time, is this really his original world?

Could it be that there will be no war of memory modules here? So if you go to buy a memory module now, will it be a waste?

Qin Guan was struggling, and suddenly an aunt holding a child popped out of the corner, with a floral headscarf on her head, and whispered to Qin Guan: "I see that the little brother is a novice, you have been standing here for a long time, I'm afraid you don't dare to find a way directly." “

After the aunt said this, she pulled Qin Guan aside, and continued very kindly: "That is, I am kind, you can't find it when you stand at the gate for a long time, do you want to buy it?" Just come with me. “

Yes, this is treating Qin Guan as buying a small CD.

Qin Guan thought about it, don't think about it so much, let's go and see what the plate is first.

He bared his teeth, followed behind the aunt with a particularly obscene expression, and left the gate of Zhongguancun.

The two crossed Zhongguancun Street and went around to the back road, where there was a two-story building, and a tattered wooden sign was hung on the upper floor, which was clearly written in black on a white background: XX Business Building.

The aunt beckoned Qin Guan to follow, and the two entered the small building that looked like it was about to collapse from the front door.

It was daylight, and the light in the building was still dim, and there were rows of small doors in the hallway, painted with yellow paint, with neither numbers nor numbers on them.

Only occasionally a few people sneak out of one of the small doors to show that this is not a haunted house.

The aunt took Qin Guan into the corridor on the left, and stopped until she reached the first door in the innermost part.

Crunch, the yellow door was pushed open by the aunt, and a new world was displayed in front of Qin Guan. The scene inside the door was as busy as a vegetable market.

The area of the room is not small, both sides are full of shelves, and the large field in the center is full of layers of CDs.

The aunt dragged Qin Guan into the house, patted the little brother who was tally on the ground, pointed at Qin Guan and said, "This is my guest, help me register." ”

The little brother took out a draft book from the pocket of his apron, and handed the pen to the aunt, who turned to the page of her own label, and wrote the three big characters of Sun Erhua crookedly on the back, and then handed the pen and the small book back to the little brother, and advised: "Remember how much you bought." ”

After speaking, he smiled at Qin Guan, hugged the child in his hand, and went out to develop a new round of customers.

The little brother didn't greet Qin Guan either, pointed to the bookshelf in the field and said: "On the left is the game board, on the right is the office software, and on the ground are movies and TV series, find what CD you want."