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Five hundred and thirtieth eight chapters to participate in the written test

Wan An took the initiative to ask himself, proving that his stubborn attitude had loosened.

"Old sir, in the personal computer business, IBM is already at the forefront. Although we have more powerful software, I think companies like IBM and Microsoft have already begun to crack the code. I believe it won't be long before they

The technicians will unlock the latest computer languages ​​and then have software with the same functions as ours. By then, our advantages will not be much, so the personal computer business should start working on it immediately and strive to sell tens of thousands of dollars in the shortest possible time.

It makes sense to build a personal computer and cooperate with the software release!"

Liu Lang kept up his efforts.

"Okay... okay, then I'll give it a try!"

Wan An finally agreed.

"Old sir, remember, the shopping mall is like a battlefield. You must seize the opportunity to maintain your advantage. If you waste a great opportunity, the consequences may be a complete defeat. You must be quick!"

"Okay, okay, I will gather people to organize a meeting in a moment!"

At this time, Wan An had already made up his mind to develop a personal computer.

"Then I'll be relieved!"

Liu Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the stubborn old man finally changed his mind.

"By the way, old sir, don't forget to send me a computer!"

After talking for a long time, the original purpose of the call became the most irrelevant topic.

"Ah! I almost forgot about this if you didn't remind me. Where is your address? I'll have a truck deliver it to you!"

"There is a company called Industrial Light and Magic in the movie park at the foot of the Hollywood Hills, not far from the Los Angeles branch of Wan An. You can just ask them to send me one!"

"Okay, I'll make a call right now and ask them to send you the display machine... I can't help it, the sales are so hot now, and all this year's production has been pre-sold. If SMIC doesn't increase production capacity next year, then we will

The loss will be huge...!"

When Liu Lang put down the phone, everything was quiet. Everyone looked at him, as if Liu Lang had become a stranger.

Just now, Liu Lang spoke in English throughout the entire conversation, and others could clearly hear what he said.

"Liu, who were you talking to just now? Is it Mr. Wan'an, the chairman of Wan'an Company?"

In the business world of the United States, Wan An is a legendary figure. His reputation is no less than that of Colonel Harlan Sanders, the founder of KFC. Such a legendary figure actually had a lively conversation with a six-year-old child. It sounded... like Liu Lang

He also gave the other party a lesson.

"Yes, the other party is Wan An. I met him when I participated in the Olympic Games in 1984, but this old man is a stubborn old man and can't listen to many words. I think he is about to retire!"

Liu Lang looked very dissatisfied.

"Old stubborn? It's time to retire?"

Why does this sound unreal?

"Didn't I once say that movie special effects must be processed by computers? The image processing process has just begun. It won't be long before there will be a motion capture system. By then, movies will be completely subverted by us. Industrial Light and Magic will definitely

Will become the best special effects company in the world!"

A group of people were shocked by Liu Lang's determination. A child of only six years old could say such heroic words, but these words were indeed inspiring. In addition, Liu Lang was also a child prodigy that had never been seen before.

, so everyone is even more confident.

Just over an hour later, a small truck parked in front of Industrial Light & Magic, and the manager of the Los Angeles sales branch personally came to find it along with the driver.

The branch manager met Liu Lang two years ago and knew that this kid was a good friend of the chairman and that the chairman himself called him, so of course he did not dare to neglect him.

"Thank you Mr. Connor, it's great to see you again!"

Liu Lang immediately called out the manager's name, which flattered him.

Sure enough, the computer was delivered as quickly as possible, which convinced those who were still a little skeptical that Liu Lang and the billionaire did have a very close relationship.

"Okay, this computer is my gift to everyone. Edward, you are a computer expert. I believe you can help Industrial Light and Magic become the world's top film special effects production company.

Of course, this cannot be done by one or two people, it requires everyone's efforts, and next month I will hire several computer program developers to join Industrial Light and Magic to cooperate with everyone to complete this task.

In addition, I announce that from now on, Industrial Light and Magic will establish a computer special effects department, and I hope that Mr. Edward will become the first person in charge of this department. I wonder if you agree!"

As the largest shareholder, Liu Lang has the right to make personnel appointments. Edward was previously the head of the Industrial Light and Magic Animation Department, so it is expected that he will be the head of the computer special effects department, and there will be no doubts.

"Of course, I'm the best at computers. Who else should I be?"

The other person shrugged and answered, and the others also looked as if they should.

The next step is to get money, but before that, you still have to pass the written test at Stanford University.

On the morning of June 1st, Liu Lang's family and Sun Hu and his wife appeared on the campus of Stanford University together. However, Sun Hu and his wife did not walk with Liu Lang's family. The two of them seemed to be ordinary tourists strolling around.

, always keeping a distance of more than ten meters from Liu Lang and the others. The two seemed to be admiring the surrounding scenery, but in fact they were always vigilant to prevent accidents.

Liu Lang felt that it was really unnecessary. He was just a little kid. Who could do anything bad to him? Besides, even if he was targeted by American agents, they would not hurt him because they very much wanted him to become an American and work for the U.S. government.

Effectiveness, of course, would an American agent be so bored as to find a child? Then they are extremely bored.

Accompanying Liu Lang is Professor Ding Huaizhong. Knight originally wanted to come to cheer Liu Lang, but today NBA President Stern asked him to watch the first game of the NBA Finals, which was the Celtics versus the Houston Rockets. If

Liu Lang looked at Harvard University, where he could watch the game live at night. Unfortunately, Stanford University is five thousand kilometers away from Boston.

The Bulls were eliminated by the Celtics in the first round of this series, but Jordan showed off his might and scored 63 points in a game, setting a playoff scoring record. This record was set before Liu Lang was reborn.

That era has not yet been broken, and it can be said to be one of the most difficult records to break in NBA history.

Okay, Liu Lang got rid of these distracting thoughts. He is about to set a record. Once he is admitted to graduate school, it will probably become the most difficult record to break in the world.

There are three people in the special admissions program at Stanford University this year. The two other people besides Liu Lang are both 17 or 18 years old. They were shocked when they saw Liu Lang sitting next to them. They thought they had walked into an elementary school class.

"Sit down, don't look around!"

Six teachers in their 40s and 50s came in. They were all the invigilators for this exam. Six people versus three people. You had no chance of plagiarism.

However, these six people were all staring at Liu Lang. This six-year-old child was really eye-catching.

"You two are taking undergraduate exams, but the questions are different. Don't have any intention of plagiarizing. As for you...Liu Lang, this is your graduate exam paper. I hope you can become the youngest student in the history of Stanford University!"

"What? Graduate exam?"

The two students couldn't believe their ears. This was a fucking joke! But when they looked at those serious teachers, they didn't show any signs of laughter.

"What a hell...!"

At eight o'clock in the morning, the exam officially started.


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