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Chapter 7 Can you buy me for twenty dollars?

Lu Yang stared at the screen intently, while his fingers quickly manipulated the keyboard.

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the result was zero to five!

A cleaning lady stood behind Lu Yang at some point.

"This water bottle..."

Lu Yang turned around and saw the cleaning lady. He handed the mineral water bottle on the table to the cleaning lady.

"I won't drink anymore. Auntie, please take it away!"

The cleaning lady shook her head: "No, I mean you are pretty good at your level!"

Lu Yang:...

It’s not my fault, back then I was also a person who played Blind Sniper 6, but now it’s my turn to be ridiculed by the cleaning lady!

You can’t blame me for being a bad guy, there must be someone playing cheats on the opposite side!

Lu Jianjun had also checked the information, and he was very impressed!

Unexpectedly, the developed coastal cities are already so far ahead, yet I am still standing still.

In fact, in an era when the Internet and news media access channels were underdeveloped, for inland cities like Mingjiang City, the information gap was at least one year.

For example, XP was already popular in 2003, and everyone in Mingjiang City was still using s2000.

When Android phones began to become popular in 2010, people in Mingjiang City had not heard of Android, and they generally identified more with Nokia.

Lu Jianjun watched his son playing wantonly in computer games, and his body was swaying along with it.

"Dad, give me a cigarette!"

Lu Yang was shot in the head by the opponent, and he couldn't help but want to smoke a cigarette to calm down the shock!

However, it was not Hua Zi who was greeted, but a slap!

Lu Jianjun reminded: "You bastard, it's already eleven o'clock. If you go back later, your mother will beat you, and I don't care!"

Lu Yang was so frightened that he trembled all over and quickly put down his headphones.

"Network administrator, get off the plane!"

The network administrator calculated the time spent on the Internet and gave Lu Jianjun two dollars, which Lu Yangshun put into his pocket.

On the way back, Lu Yang asked Lu Jianjun.

"Dad, what do you think of the MP3 player project?"

Lao Lu silently lit a cigarette. This time he did not give Lu Yang a cigarette. Since Lu Yang was still young, he did not object to smoking one or two cigarettes occasionally, but he could not smoke too much.

"That MP3 player really shouldn't be underestimated! Not only is it compact and portable, it can also download your favorite songs from your computer. Compared to a tape recorder, it's beyond the era."

Lao Lu was convinced this time, and he couldn't help but admire Lu Yang. He didn't expect that his son was only average in English, but he had a keen sense of business opportunities.

Lu Yang said: "So our factory should stop expanding and turn to research and development of MP3 players. This kind of players has just become popular in China. Once we enter the market, we will get an advantage. Sometimes advantage means

Time to survive.”

Lao Lu asked: "Isn't this kind of research and development difficult? Most people in our factory don't understand technology."

Lu Yang smiled and said: "If we want to make high quality, it will definitely be difficult, but now the cheaper we make it, the better, because the lower the price, the faster we can sell it. Guangdong Province has circuit boards and audio chips to solve the problem

For the solution, you just need to contact the supply chain and assemble it yourself.”

Lao Lu suddenly realized that he had always thought that if he wanted to produce, he had to engage in research and development. Unexpectedly, this kind of MP3 did not require research and development by himself.

Lu Yang knew that Meizu had just started in 2003, and they started with MP3.

From 2003 to 2006, the MP3 market was booming.

Lu Jianjun nodded and decided to have a meeting when he returns to the factory tomorrow.

After the two of them tiptoed home, Lu Jianjun quietly closed the door and was about to go back to his own room when the light in the living room clicked on!

Lu Jianjun and Lu Yang were stunned. They saw Shen Lijuan's hand pressing on the switch, glaring at them with a pretty face.

"Dad...save me!" Lu Yang swallowed.

"Stop talking nonsense, twenty yuan, you will take the blame once!"

Lu Yang felt contempt in his heart, only twenty yuan? Who are you looking down on!

I'm short of your twenty?

Lao Lu: "Thirty!"

Lu Yang: "Deal!"

Lu Jianjun really didn't want to have a dispute with Shen Lijuan, so the middle-aged woman kept nagging him endlessly.

The fair lady who leaned in his arms and shyly called him Jianjun is now old, just like his prostate is often inflamed.

Shen Lijuan said with a straight face: "Which one of you will speak first?"

Lao Lu looked at his son, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Lu Yang gritted his teeth and fought for thirty yuan of pocket money!

"Mom, please sit here first and don't be angry. I just took my dad to the Internet World News Center and helped him check out the MP3 cross-generation project. If you don't believe me, ask my dad!"

Lu Yang winked at Lao Lu.

Shen Lijuan looked at Lu Jianjun.

"Ah...right!" Lu Jianjun quietly gave his son a thumbs up!

I didn’t expect that Bastard’s reaction was quite fast, so it’s better to be young. At least young people have the determination to fight!

Shen Lijuan was a little confused by Lu Yangyiyi's praise. She knew that the topic the family was talking about tonight was about the tape recorder.

"Where is the center of the Internet world? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"It's that Saturday at Commodity Street..."

Lao Lu was eager to show off, but he was stunned mid-sentence because there was an Internet cafe on Saturday!

Shen Lijuan reacted and angrily raised her hand and slapped Lu Yang on the shoulder.

"You actually went to an Internet cafe!"

Lu Yang looked at his father with resentment. One general was incompetent and the three armies were exhausted!

"Mom, listen to me first. We went to the Internet cafe, but instead of playing games, we helped to check information about the future development direction of our family..."

Lu Yang tried his best to smooth things over.

Shen Lijuan looked at her son suspiciously: "So you were checking information for your father, but you didn't play games, right?"

Lu Yang swore to the sky: "My son will serve the family wholeheartedly and will never do anything to disgrace his mother and father, otherwise..."

Shen Lijuan covered Lu Yang's mouth. How could a mother really let her son swear a poisonous oath?

She sighed: "Okay, Mom is not that kind of unreasonable person. It's just that you are about to take the college entrance examination, so you can't be playful and let your English scores decline."

Lu Yang nodded obediently.

Lao Lu wanted to laugh after hearing this. Is there still room for decline in Bunny's English scores?

Returning to his room, Lu Yang locked the door with lingering fear. Fortunately, he escaped.

After a while, Shen Lijuan knocked on the door.

"Son, have you slept? Why didn't I see you reviewing your homework when I came back today?"

"I've already finished it at school!" Lu Yang said.

"Then you go to bed early. A relative is getting married tomorrow. Your dad and I have to go there early to help, so you can figure out your own way for breakfast."

"knew!"

Lu Yang's day was full of ups and downs, and he fell asleep soon after lying on the bed.

...

The next day, it was gray and bright outside, and the alarm rang.

Lu Yang glanced at it with sleepy eyes. It was only five o'clock. Who the hell set an alarm so early? He had to sleep until at least ten o'clock.

He turned off the alarm and went back to sleep!

At this time the clock on the wall rang again, the time was six o'clock!

Lu Yang was about to smash the clock down with his slippers when he suddenly remembered.

Oops, I forgot my identity. I am a student now. My mother must have set the alarm clock in advance because she was afraid that I would be late.

It’s just the first day of time travel, and the sense of immersion is not yet fully immersed.

Morning reading time is six o'clock...

He got up and dressed in a hurry, not even having time to wash up. He picked up his schoolbag, grabbed the keys, and flew downstairs.

Lu Yang cursed while riding his bicycle: It's just inconvenient not to have a mobile phone now.

Fortunately, Mingjiang City is a small town. When Lu Yang rushed to Gu Xiaowan's house, he found that no one was there.

Maybe Gu Xiaowan couldn't wait for her and had already gone to school.

The gatekeeper of Mingjiang No. 1 Middle School is an old man in his fifties. He has been guarding the campus conscientiously for more than two years.

"Hey...Hey...stop, which class are you in?" The guard stopped Lu Yang.

"Uncle, get out of the way, it's too late." Lu Yang wanted to rush inside.

"No, you have to register your information before you can get in!" The doorman was very responsible.

Lu Yang had no choice but to get out of the car and register the information.

The guard uncle took a look at the registration information: He Wenchao, Class 3, 4, Senior High School!

"Classmate, you said you are already in your senior year of high school, why are you still late? You have no sense of time." The guard began to educate Lu Yang.

Lu Yang said something: "Justice can be late, why can't I be late for school?"

Doorman:......

What he said is very good. One look at this He Wenchao seems to be the kind with good grades.


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