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Before he could open his eyes, the sound of cars and voices reached his ears.

As usual, the first thing Wang Yan did when he opened his eyes was to check his surroundings.

He was currently on a green street. A small car drove by and stopped abruptly on the side of the road without turning on its headlights. The car behind it suddenly braked, almost causing a rear-end collision. The horn of the car behind honked for a long time, and the person in the driver's seat opened and closed his lips. Even people who don't understand lip language can tell that what the person said was a variant of the 'fuck' that Mr. Lu Xun talked about, 'your mother' of'. The word grass was also added in front of it to fit the context very well. Although it was an elder and the language was vulgar, it perfectly and appropriately expressed his anger at the moment.

Xu Zhen, as Nicholas Zhao Si said, The harmonious society saved you. Although the owner of the car behind was angry, he did not get out of the car and fight in the long street. I reversed my car slightly, took the opportunity to turn left and merged into the traffic flow.

He was sitting behind the bus stop sign on the roadside enjoying the cool air. There was a stack of flyers in his hand that read 'English tutor for college students'. After looking around and seeing no problems, start receiving system messages.

Wang Yan, nineteen years old, lost his parents in a car accident two years ago. His family was wealthy. After his parents died, they left him a single-family house by Yangcheng Lake, as well as an inheritance worth 80 million in cash and stocks. Counting the single-family villa by the lake, he is also called a billionaire.

He originally had excellent academic performance, but due to sadness and lack of supervision, he quickly deteriorated. Fortunately, his foundation was not bad, and he finally managed to get admitted to the Chinese Language and Literature major in a secondary school, Suzhou Normal University.

The time now is, Saturday, September 20, 2008, his sophomore year. Handing out flyers because I am bored to experience the experience...

After watching it, Wang Yan couldn't help but marvel at the power of the system's living father.

Before coming here, he also checked the normal school that Su Mingyu attended. In reality, there is no undergraduate normal school in Suzhou. As a result, he just rationalized and found a second-level normal school. After all, it was his father.

But this time it was indeed much earlier, there were still nine years before the plot started... Wang Yan looked around aimlessly as he was thinking about something.

The system's living father never makes unnecessary moves, so his appearance here must not be a coincidence. Wang Yan only watched for a while, then he followed the two express stop signs and saw on the street opposite, a girl with a white half-sleeve upper body, tight jeans, and a ponytail, with a pretty face. The girl was holding a stack of flyers and chattering beside a middle-aged man. At first glance, she was promoting the course.

Wang Yan had good eyesight. Across the six-lane road in both directions, he could still clearly see the face of the girl and the middle-aged man from a distance of about twenty or thirty meters, as well as the pile of things the girl was holding and those in his hand. Same blue flyer.

Who else could the girl be? She was Su Mingyu in her prime. And that man was Su Mingyu's nobleman, Meng Zhiyuan.

At this moment, Su Mingyu broke up with the Su family, worked on her own to make money, and wanted to study abroad. In this situation, the next development is naturally for Su Mingyu and Meng Zhiyuan to promote themselves. Although the play did not show what exactly Meng Zhiyuan paid, it was only two things: providing a sum of money to help her complete her studies and providing a job opportunity.

Su Mingyu's self-promotion is quite good, not everyone has the courage to do this. The most important thing is that she did this without knowing what kind of character Meng Zhiyuan was. It was quite cool. Gains and losses are the protagonists who are destined by fate. If they don't behave like this, they may become self-recommendations. After all, he is just a poor student, how can he make a fortune?

When it comes to Su Mingyu's quarrel with her family, it's because her mother, Zhao Meilan, favors boys over girls and is really biased. She doesn't take Su Mingyu seriously, which also delays her future development. So in the Ode to Joy that Wang Yan has experienced before, Fan Shengmei's parents also favor boys over girls. Comparing these two, they each have their own strengths.

Although Fan Shengmei is not as outstanding as Su Mingyu, she went to a university, and although her tuition and living expenses were very small, she was guaranteed to graduate smoothly. But even though Su Mingyu's parents delayed her development, they did what they said. They should have known that Su Mingyu and Meng Zhiyuan would make a fortune later on, but they didn't shave as much as Fan Shengmei's parents did. But there is no contact at all.

Of course, there is no comparison between these two families and normal parents, so they are just comparing each other to see who is worse. Moreover, parental love is the highest point of morality, no matter how you say it or do it, it will be a mess.

Seeing Su Mingyu and Meng Zhiyuan, to be honest, Wang Yan felt that the timing of his appearance was a bit embarrassing.

If it had been earlier, he could have picked up Su Mingyu, and then the two of them would have gone abroad together, touring the mountains and rivers, etc., without him having to waste any energy, and the task would have been basically completed.

After all, most of the things that happened to the Su family in the plot were solved by Su Mingyu with money. Even if Su Mingyu doesn't go back, Su Daqiang will do what he should do, but it will be different without Su Mingyu's back. He would only try to kill himself little by little, separate Su Mingzhe and Su Mingcheng from their wives, and leave Su Mingcheng in debt.

But now that he is here, Su Mingyu has already interacted with Meng Zhiyuan, and he has nothing to do with Su Mingyu. Meng Zhiyuan's support and care must be kept in mind by Su Mingyu. Just like in the play, Su Mingyu followed Meng Zhiyuan wholeheartedly, just for those favors.

Su Mingyu still had a pretty good idea. Under such circumstances, even if Wang Yan got her, this kind of principled issue would not be able to influence her. And at this time, a man as good as Wang appears in Su Mingyu's life. Regardless of whether Su Mingyu is a feudalist or not, she will more or less have some thoughts or feelings about meeting a noble person and being transported here and there. On the contrary, it will become even more... Let Su Mingyu work for Meng Zhiyuan wholeheartedly. If you want to give her a bath, that would be boring. After all, after washing, it is no longer her.

All these things he thought about were based on the fact that he had won Su Mingyu, and he never thought about becoming friends. As for the later Shi Tiandong, he would be as far away as possible... Wang Yan had a plan and decided to capture Su Mingyu first. As for the mission, it would not be too late to study it then. Anyway, there were still several years left.

While Wang Yan was thinking about something, Su Mingyu, who was selling to Meng Zhiyuan over there, walked around the front of the car a little nervously and opened the passenger door. Somehow, Fu Zhi mentally looked over to where he was.

Realizing that Su Mingyu was staring at him, Wang Yan waved his hand.

Su Mingyu had an impression of the people over there, and she just came here today. However, the two of them didn't interact. Su Mingyu didn't understand why the man waved to her and seemed to smile...warmly?

What's wrong? Come up here. Seeing Su Mingyu holding the car door without making any move, Meng Zhiyuan couldn't help but say hello.

Ah? Oh, it's nothing, I just saw an acquaintance. Su Mingyu stopped thinking about it, got into the passenger seat and closed the door.

Wang Yan put down his hands with a smile. He knew the plot and knew that Meng Zhiyuan had not touched Su Mingyu, so of course he would not make any malicious speculations. My guess is that Meng Zhiyuan took Su Mingyu to have lunch and take a test to see if there was any need for training.

Watching Meng Zhiyuan drive away with Su Mingyu, Wang Yan took the leaflet at hand and stood up, patted his butt and left.

Experience life is systematically arranged, giving him a first impression, but this job is not what he wants to do. There is really no point in handing out flyers. If the system boss doesn't take care of him, forget it. It's okay to be busy. But now that he is wealthy, even that kind of time is not as comfortable as finding a place to drink tea and fish.

Instead of throwing away the stack of leaflets in his hand, he walked to a person not far away who was also distributing leaflets, gave him the leaflets in his hand, and asked someone to tell him that he was quitting.

It was almost noon, and it was lunch time. The boy had no intention of leaving at all. He was still handing out flyers and introducing their courses to people with a serious attitude.

But to be honest, this thing is not about talent, but it must have something to do with people's way of thinking. That guy was quick to catch people and introduce them to them. He didn't have to show off his shame, but on the other hand, he didn't know how to do it. It's different for Su Mingyu. No one teaches him, but the people Su Mingyu asks are obviously of higher quality. Unlike that kid, who even looked like a grocery store lady, he went over to ask and introduce her.

Of course, Wang Yan thought that these useless things were not approval or denial. That boy and Su Mingyu cast a wide net, and they were relatively selective and positioned. It was hard to say who was stronger or weaker. Although from a probability perspective, Su Mingyu's performance should be higher, there is something called 'fate' or 'luck', it just depends on who is higher.

Wang Yan has never lived in Suzhou, but has only stopped a few times in passing. He was not in a hurry to wander around and experience the scenery here. After all, he had to live here and had plenty of time.

So after leaving here, Wang Yan took a taxi to Deyue Tower. It was night in the real world. Although they didn't eat much dinner, he and Wei Lan also exercised a lot. In addition, they eat a lot more than ordinary people, and it was daytime, so they had to eat when they should.

After being around for so many years, he enjoys eating basically everything from all over the world. Although the taste is still relatively strong, he has long been used to eating southern cuisine, and he doesn't have the discomfort he had before. Deyuelou cooks Subang cuisine from Suzhou, which is generally fresh and sweet. He ordered a few signature dishes, and Wang Yan ate quite well.

After eating and drinking, Wang Yan took a taxi to the villa by Yangcheng Lake.

This villa is not an ancient building, but a relatively high-end villa area developed by a real estate developer. His villa is in the first row by the lake, across the road from the lake, and has a first-line lake view. As for the environment, there is nothing to say about the Jiangnan water town.

The villa has three floors above and two floors below. There is a swimming pool in the yard. The overall style of the architecture and decoration is antique. It is equipped with a tea room, fitness, audio-visual entertainment, and study room. There is also an older nanny who is responsible for cleaning and taking care of daily life. Overall, she is pretty good.

Wang Yan made a pot of tea and swayed leisurely on the lounge chair under the umbrella on the third floor terrace, looking at the lake below.

In fact, Yangcheng Lake is still a bit smaller. In comparison, Wang Yan still prefers Taihu Lake. However, the only fly in the ointment is that Taihu Lake is much farther from the city center. I believe this is also the consideration of the system's father.

Looking at the lake light, Wang Yan thought about what he had to do this time. After all, for him now, the task was not the most important, he still had to do things that were beneficial to the real world.

It is now 2008. If nothing else happens, the time of return will be the Spring Festival of 2008, which will take twelve years.

He has now opened four lines, including health pills, artificial intelligence, balanced ternary 'chaos' computer, and new materials. Among them, Jianshenwan gave up research, and the remaining computers and new materials can be said to be mainly for artificial intelligence services. Therefore, after all, only artificial intelligence is left. In addition, after a hundred years of research and development, artificial intelligence has almost reached the limit of current computers, so after all, the main research is only on new computers.

And if he wants to bring 'Chaos' out again, his 100 million will definitely not be enough. If he were to sell health-enhancing pills again, his 100 million would be able to have some effect, but it would take half a year to get word-of-mouth and sell out. In this case, including the accumulation of funds, re-development, etc., it will still take three or four years. Then, according to the new system, the existing artificial intelligence functions can be reproduced on 'Chaos', and it will take another ten or eight years. Years of work, this adds up to more than ten years.

This time is quite embarrassing. If you don’t do it, it’s been more than ten years. If you do it, it will only feel like a year or two. Just like comparing zero points with fifty-nine points, the biggest regret is 'just a little bit'. If you almost don't finish it, it's really fucked up and it doesn't feel pretty.

To say that opening a new line is somewhat unnecessary. Because in the real world, an artificial intelligence or a health pill that can print money faster than the fuck don’t even understand it. You can’t bite off more than you can chew.

So I have to study and study, but I still have to do it. Although it may not be completed, it does not hinder the iteration of computer research. It took more than ten years to re-create it. In the remaining years, it would have to be repeated one generation after another. The harvest was not small.

Do it when you think of it, do it when you say it.

After checking some of the more powerful headhunting companies nowadays, Wang Yan called them and told them his requirements.

There are mainly four aspects, management, sales, finance, and human resources. With people from these four aspects, the company will be established. And his requirements are not very high, don't need to be outstanding, don't need to be thunderous, as long as the business ability is passable and there are no stains. He only wants obedient tools, not players who come to talk to him about the stars.

Although the latter is more suitable, the same desire for human rights and interests is heavier. Of course it was easy for him to suppress it, but it was boring to waste all that energy. Moreover, bringing such a person over will not bring any bonus to his company. After all, he has excellent skills and is not short of money. The company framework has been managed by his Wang empire and has been verified many times and for many years. There is no need for anyone to come over and tell him what to do.

After making these contacts, he has nothing else to do. He just waits for the interview to finalize the person. All that is left is for him to provide money, get technology, and give instructions. He doesn't need to worry too much. So after reading a book all afternoon and eating a pretty delicious dinner cooked by the nanny, he got in the car and went out to pave the road.

He lives in such a big villa, so of course he has a car. Perhaps it was because I was too young this time, so my father no longer paired me with the relatively mature A8, but with the slightly younger and more lively black top-spec S8. It is the upgraded sports version of the A8. In comparison, the driving experience of the main driver is much better than that of the A8, which is not bad.

After taking a rough look, Wang Yan drove into the car, drove out of the garage, out of the villa area, and merged into the traffic.

Walk through the streets and alleys and feel this paradise on earth with its 2,500-year-old history...

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