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Wu Yaoguang and Wu Xiuchao, father and son, sat silently on the sofa.

"You go abroad." Taking a puff of the cigarette in his hand, Wu Yaoguang said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Dad! Isn't it just a small company, you're like this? Wu Xiuchao said in disbelief.

Syllable!

Wu Yaoguang slapped his son in the face hard.

"Small company? How long are you in those women's beds and time hasn't come out! ”

"Dad, I'm ....." Wu Xiuchao was stunned.

"You know! If it weren't for you, I still have a little relationship, and you wouldn't be sitting here so happily this time! ”

"I told you to watch more news, read more books, you don't listen, your mother died early, I don't have time to educate you, but you have to at least have a little brain, openly let people come to check, what era do you think it is!"

Wu Yaoguang seems to have been drained of energy, whether this slap has the effect or not, he knows very well that the incomprehension in his son's eyes makes him very irritable.

"Okay, you pack up, don't come back when you go out."

"Dad!"

"Nanny Zhao, help me pack up Xiuchao's clothes!"

stood up and left, Wu Yaoguang's back looked very lonely, and the successor was incompetent, or a mediocre person, like a joke for him, a person who had worked hard in the officialdom all his life.

Sitting in his study, Wu Yaoguang felt that something was wrong, although his son was incompetent, he was not stupid to that extent.

Wu Yaoguang walked outside, the nanny at home had almost packed her luggage, and his son sat there with a stunned expression.

"Son! You tell me honestly, I know your temper, you don't watch any news at all, you eat, drink, drag race and sing with those bastards all day long, how did you think of Chaoke? ”

"Huh? This, it seems to be one, a brother named Brother Bai told me. Wu Xiuchao pondered for a while and reluctantly gave an answer.

"I knew that someone from TM was playing with me Wu Yaoguang!"

A trace of coldness appeared on Wu Yaoguang's face, sure enough, he could guess what his son thought, and this time he really guessed correctly.

"Dad, when you say this, I seem to recall, more than half a month ago, I drank with a person named Liu Zhen, and that Bai brother was introduced to me by him, these things were handed over to me by this Bai brother, what else to say, other places are like this, and let me read a few books, this book is all like this, don't you read more books, I believe it."

"How many books? What book? Wu Yaoguang asked a little curiously.

"I can't remember exactly, I drank too much wine at that time, but I remember a detail, those books all start at the same time, what are they called urban?"

Wu Xiuchao touched his head and pulled out a little memory.

"Urban! You bastard! Wu Yaoguang suddenly thought of something, and said a little angrily.

Syllable!

"Dad! Why are you hitting me again! ”

Wu Xiuchao covered his red cheeks on both sides and shouted in confusion.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Nanny Zhao, who was packing her luggage outside the room, listened to this voice, her face was stunned for a moment, and finally she shook her head a little speechlessly.

Time passed little by little, and finally the shipment date of holographic projection equipment arrived.

Because of Huang Zhiwen's timely report, an extra production line was added to the factory, and finally nearly 150,000 units were produced before the order date, of which only 3,000 sets were large-scale equipment, and the others were medium-sized.

And the order funds for these products were all hit on the books of Chaoke Company, and when the financial statistics came out, everyone was stunned.

"This time we have a total income!"

"3 billion!"

According to the price advertised by Wang Li at the press conference before, the price of a large launcher is 100,000! Medium-sized projector, price, 19,000.

The large-scale launchers are basically purchased by some theaters, and the number of private individuals is very small, of course, those oil tyrants, not bad for money, are all this model.

However, in this way, the domestic market has almost been initially saturated, and Wang Li estimates that it will not sell much before Chaoke does not propose more amazing functions.

"Everyone! I promise! Today, everyone in the company, including the cleaning aunt, everyone has a big red envelope! ”

Wang Li made this promise in front of everyone, and soon, Wang Li fulfilled it, and everyone's salary accounts received an amount equivalent to three months' salary.

Being so fast has a lot to do with No.1's ability on the network.

"Long live the boss! Long live the boss! ”

The employee who checked his account screamed loudly, his face was indescribably joyful, you know, the salary of Chaoke is already very high, and the salary of an ordinary employee can be about 7.8K, not to mention those technical personnel, and Nancheng is just a second- and third-tier city, and the consumption level is not as terrifying as those first-tier and super-first-tier cities, such a salary can be said to be very attractive.

Looking at the surprise on the faces of those people below, Wang Li also showed a very happy look.

After all, he is the one who takes the lion's head.

In a dimly lit bar with a rampant atmosphere, the top researcher of the X Institute, Aslant drank the muddy drink one after another, and it could be seen from his messy hairstyle, black eyes, and bloodshot eyes that he had been wandering in the bar for a long time.

"Bring me a glass of Ballantine's whiskey!"

A black man in a suit walked up to him and asked the bartender for a glass of high-end whiskey.

"Aslant, the former top researcher of the X Institute, was born in Alaska, graduated from the mysterious desert university at the age of 19, is 23 years old this year, has been nominated for seven major scientific and technological discoveries in the world, but has not been personally received, arrogant, not long ago because the project was withdrawn, and fell out with the X Institute, and now he is hiding in this bar and spends his days drinking all day."

"I'm right, Aslant."

The black man shoved the whiskey handed over by the bartender to Aslante.

"Hmph, it's from the research institute again, I advise you not to waste time, it's impossible for me to go back!"

"Oh, you're mistaken, I'm not from the X Institute, you can call me, Xizhe, this is my business card, and this pill that lets you know everything."

The black man pulled out a silver-white business card with a clear tablet on it.

"Buying drugs? It's a pity I don't need to. Aslant said disdainfully.

"Ha, it's up to you to choose, my task has been accomplished." The black man suddenly laughed, and the big black hand slapped Aslant on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

Looking at the cloudy liquor in his hand, looking at the clear whiskey over there, Aslan swallowed, he was not so much leaving the institute as he was kicked out by the institute, because he was addicted to research before, and he didn't have much money on him at all, which is why he just said that he didn't need drugs, because he didn't have money to buy them at all.

Grunt

The small half glass of whiskey was in the stomach, and sure enough, compared to those muddy drinks, this high-quality whiskey tasted very strong, and Aslante, who was already confused, glanced at the pills on the business card, and swallowed it directly in his hand.

"Ahh

As if the whole world was shattered, Aslant lost the support of the stool under his buttocks, and fell endlessly towards the endless abyss under his feet, he tried to grasp something, but everything around him was the broken fragments of the world, those fragments were like phantoms, and Aslant stretched out his hand to pass through these fragments.

At this moment, there was a fiery burning sensation inside his body, as if something was burning in his body, it was lava and the wrath of hell.

Call! Call! call

Returning to the stool, Aslant gasped rapidly, he felt that the whole person was different, his limbs and five senses, as if they had reached an extreme, he could even hear the noise outside the bar, the sound of rats crawling and gnawing under his feet, the heartbeat of the bartender in front of him, his breathing rate, and the beating of the tiny blood vessels under his face.

The originally dim bar was not dim at all, and in his eyes, it was as if dozens of headlights had been turned on, and the slightest thing would appear.

Aslant picked up the silver-white business card with a number and the name of the company engraved on it.

"Eden Pharmaceuticals?"

Aslant put away his business card and returned to his temporary rental house with the feeling that he could see through the world.

"I'm Xizhe."

"What did you want me to do just now?"

Aslant held the phone in one hand, and looked at the business card in the other hand, made of metal, which took less than a week to make, and the only people who handled it were him and the black man, Sizhe.

"The address has been given to you, come if you want to come."

The silver-white business card in Aslante's hand suddenly changed, and the words that were still phone numbers just now suddenly combined into a row of addresses.