Yanjing No. 14 Middle School was originally called "Jifu Academy" and is still 6 years away from being a century old.
When Lu Fei stepped into the school gate, he felt like he was in another world. The tall sycamore trees on the campus had swaying leaves.
Next to my ears, I could hear the sound of Lang Lang reading, memorizing words and texts.
"Just a classmate, a young man in his prime.
The scholar was angry and scolded Fang Qiu.
Point out the country, inspire words, and the dust will be like that of thousands of households."
Lu Fei carried his bag on one shoulder and walked through the teaching buildings with ease, until he reached a low building opposite, which looked like an isolated island.
There are six classes in the repeat class, and he is in class five. As soon as he entered the door, the noisy classroom suddenly became silent.
The men and women in the front row looked at this master, whose face was stained, his head was tied in gauze, and his arms were bruised. He took half a month off right after school started, and they were thinking and whispering.
"Did he have an accident?"
"It was a car accident, it must have been a fight. I know him, he is a famous gangster in our alley, the leader of the gangsters."
"Ah, no? He doesn't look like a bad guy, and he's so handsome."
"Why do your three views follow your five senses?"
"..."
Lu Fei didn't care. He had enjoyed the limelight of being a school bully in his previous life and was used to it. He glanced around and no one dared to look at him. Only the fat man in the last row by the window waved and said:
"A Fei, here, here!"
Lu Fei raised the corner of his mouth, walked straight over, raised his arms and put his arms around the fat man.
Han Yu, whom I have known for 20 years in my previous life, is a role model in the industry.
Although he inherited his father's good looks and his father's figure, he was a little behind at the starting line of the race, but his father's several Internet cafes and more than a dozen apartments directly put him a hundred million points ahead of the starting line of life.
I continued to win until the Internet cafe industry was in recession. Out of interest, I bought 10,000 Bitcoins for 5 yuan each, and then I completely stopped.
He also got a share of the money he spent to set up his own studio.
The two sat down and exchanged pleasantries. The two scumbag students completely ignored the discipline of early self-study.
Han Yu asked curiously: "Where have you been for the past two months? Why, are you quarreling with others again?"
"Filming." Lu Fei said truthfully.
"Tch, don't make fun of your buddies. Seriously, are they the people from Tiemen Hutong? You guys have made trouble so bad that it even hurt you..."
Han Yu looked up and down, and when he saw Lu Fei's serious face, his eyes widened, "Really?"
"What do you think?"
"Fuck!"
Han Yu screamed, the sound was so loud that it interrupted everyone's endorsements and instantly attracted countless eyes. It was difficult not to become the center of attention.
The monitor of the repeat class was a girl. She wore glasses and mustered up the courage to say: "Students over there, self-study is not for chatting. No, don't disturb other students."
"Excuse me."
Lu Fei held Han Yu down to prevent him from getting angry, apologized repeatedly, and his polite gesture surprised his classmates. He agreed that the devil incarnation would be the leader of Caishikou Hutong, and that's it?
Looks like a tiger from a distance, but looks like a cat up close?
The female monitor breathed a sigh of relief: "Be more careful next time."
"Definitely, definitely." Lu Fei smiled.
Han Yu felt like they were meeting each other for the first time. He couldn't believe it, "Are you a Fei? You can actually apologize?"
"Young and Dangerous boys don't need to use their brains. They will be Young and Dangerous boys all their lives. Brother, I have changed my ways and returned to the right path." Lu Fei said.
Han Yu was startled. When he heard that he was going to apply for the Chinese Theater Academy, he said very seriously: "I also want to go to Peking University."
"Are you talking about Beida Jade Bird?" Lu Fei ruthlessly revealed. TV marketing advertisements are so loud these days. Who knows, the excavator is looking for Lan Xiang, and the cooking is going to New Oriental...
Where is the big sword? Qiao Shan's foot-washing city?
Han Yu couldn't help but muttered: "My dad won't let me go and insists on letting me retake the undergraduate exam. I'm the material!"
Lu Fei was very happy. This guy couldn't be said to be serious about partial subjects. He was failing all subjects, and his talent points were all in computers.
But it's not a game addiction, it's a little geek.
All my knowledge about the Internet depends on his chatter.
"Why, you are addicted to killing and want to further your studies?"
"You...how did you know?" Han Yu was shocked when his secret was revealed.
Lu Fei curled his lips, you will brag about yourself when you get drunk from now on...
"Hehe." Han Yu whispered, "Help me think of a solution, otherwise my old man won't let me inherit the Internet cafe."
"So cruel?"
Lu Fei raised his eyebrows. At this moment, the voice of class teacher Xie Ying came from the door. She called him to the office and warned him.
In the final analysis, never give up on a poor student!
Indeed, she did it in her previous life.
Lu Fei's eyes were full of respect, and he listened to the instructions quite cooperatively. After standing for a while, the dean, the husband of Lao Ban, walked in.
He said with a straight face: "Did the injuries on your body come from a fight?"
"It fell." Lu Fei rolled his eyes. This guy was the same as in his previous life. He had not changed at all and was very prejudiced against him.
"It's best that way."
The dean snorted coldly and kept talking about the history of No. 14 Middle School, as if a rogue student like Lu Fei had entered the school and spoiled a pot of porridge like a rat excrement.
He warned: "We don't want you to add any color to the school. Our No. 14 Middle School is a famous school. Don't ruin the reputation of our school because of you... Don't let me see or hear you doing any bad behavior. You joined
This is the senior class of the school, we can let you in or expel you..."
"Ahem." Xie Ying coughed a few times.
"That's it, I'll keep an eye on you, Mouse Tail Juice!"
The dean's accent resembled that of Lightning Whip King Ma Baoguo. Lu Fei almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He held his head high and left disapprovingly, throwing out two words:
"casual."
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"You mean, 'digitalchina' has been registered?"
In the conference room of Lianxiang Group, Guo Wei, the head of Shenzhou Digital, stood up and slapped the table, his face ashen.
The subordinates looked at each other and remained silent. Xu Lei, the leader, said bravely: "That's right, Mr. Guo, just a week ago, both com and cn were registered."
"Why didn't you advance?" Guo Wei frowned.
"They also have to wait for our approval before they can act. This is a disease of big companies." Liu Chuanzhi pressed his hands, "Have you found out who is the person who registered for the registration? Which company is it? Is it our opponent?"
Xu Lei replied: "I asked someone to check and found out that he is just a high school student named Lu Fei."
"High school student? That may have happened by accident." Liu Chuanzhi adjusted his glasses, "Find him and buy it back from him."
Xu Lei asked: "Mr. Liu, Mr. Guo, what do you think the highest quotation is appropriate?"
Guo Wei touched his chin and said in a disdainful tone, "About 100,000. How much vision does a high school student have?"
Xu Lei said: "I think we need to think about it again. I checked this student and found that he registered 8 domain names in one day, which cost nearly 1,500 yuan. The average family cannot afford so much money as pocket money for their children. Maybe the family has a little money.
."
Regarding this concern, Liu Chuanzhi nodded and fell into thinking.
Digital China plans to go public in 2001. Website construction is related to the company's appearance and image. This domain name was determined after high-level discussions. It was not a last resort, but it must be obtained no matter what.
Xu Lei brought up the domain name acquisition case for reference, "Like Tom.com, which Li Huanggua invested in, it cost 3 million Hong Kong dollars plus a 3% option."
"Then let's go for 1 million. Within 1 million, you decide. If it exceeds 1 million, we'll discuss it again."
As soon as Liu Chuanzhi finished speaking, Xu Lei and others swallowed their saliva and felt the pressure.
What the hell are you talking about? I just can’t bear to spend more money and give up this domain name that I thought about.
This domain name acquisition is actually a test for them. The lower the acquisition price, the more beautiful the business will be. The higher the acquisition price, even higher than 1 million, forcing Digital China to give up the domain name that it is bound to win. This is because they have failed in their duties.
.
Can’t even handle the small matter of buying a domain name?
What's more, the target is just a high school student!
Xu Lei looked around. His colleagues and subordinates were all calm, with an expression of contempt on their faces, and their right eye was twitching wildly.
