Rebirth: I Want to Surf

With Yao Yuan's guidance, the four of them seem to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du.

Especially that girl, who seems to have a unique talent for cuckolds, wives, and poor sex, and writes like a god.

In fact, it is best to find online writers for this kind of thing, but unfortunately the number is too small, and a certain point has just been established, unlike later generations who throw out a brick and can hit two or three who have written online articles.

What book will this have?

Yao Yuan pondered, "Zichuan"? "Little Soldier Legend"?

Huh? How about taking advantage of a certain point that the individual is thin and has just developed, and put it down first? There is no grand investment, broken pots, broken luck, and collapsed in the middle of the road...

Commander Yao rubbed his chin, counting birds, be afraid!

Internet cafes in Beijing are closed, the company's workload has been greatly reduced, there are no people in the clubs, the chat rooms are empty, and only group chats are still being used up.

He clicked on QQ from time to time to check. Since the last time he said he wanted to meet, the female student named Zhang Yin hadn't called back, and he didn't know if she wasn't online or was just pretending to ignore it.

But Yao Yuan had a solid idea in his heart. After two months of intermittent chatting, he felt that the other party was a girl who had a strict family education and was very honest since she was a child, but she couldn't help being a little rebellious at puberty.

He has the most experience.

Not in a hurry.

As soon as the end of get off work was approaching, Wen Sha came with someone. According to the usual practice, the next group of people can only start work after the previous group of people have finished chatting, so they will wait for a while.

Wen Sha and others went in today, and the people outside should be busy, packing up their things and preparing to go home.

Then I suddenly heard inside, "Bang!"

The windows shook.

Followed by the woman's screams, scolding, ding ding bang bang and the sound of persuasion.

Whoa!

The people outside got excited instantly, as if they had discovered the melon, they ran in one after another.

20 women, 20! There was a crowded room, but only two did it. Xu Meng rode on one person, pulling his hair and beating him. Wensha stood beside him, shouting:

"Stop beating, stop beating, you beat people to death like this!"

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

"If you have something to say, talk about it, why come in for a while and start doing it!"

"Separate, separate!"

Han Tao helped Xu Meng stand up. Xu Meng snorted and stood up without struggling. The one lying on the ground is Wensha's follower recently, the kind who flatters horses and holds stinky feet.

"Boss Yao!"

"Boss Yao!"

"what happened?"

Yao Yuan appeared in the room with an unhappy expression on his face. The 20 girls looked like elementary school students fighting in a group, standing despondently and afraid to speak.

"you say!"

He ordered one.

"They came in just now and asked us to get off the plane quickly. We still have customers, so we started arguing."

"Is that the case?"

"What clients do they have? Just the two of them chatting there, don't we also want to get on the plane earlier?"

Enough support!

Yao Yuan waved his hand, let outsiders go out, and sent the one who was beaten to go to the clinic for treatment. There were 19 people left, and the door slammed and the light went dark.

People in this industry are well-informed and act every day, which is somewhat unhealthy mentally. It is fine when there is money to be made, but conflicts naturally erupt when there is no money to make.

"Xu Meng, this month's salary and bonus will be deducted."

"Wensha, this month's salary and bonus deductions."

"Boss Yao, it's none of my business, and I didn't fight!" Wen Sha called out aggrieved.

"Okay, even the cleaning aunt is clear about your conflicts, I don't care about others, if something goes wrong, I will find both of you.

How long has it been, three months? Are they all floating?

The income in this line of work is good, even higher than most people, but you also have to think about how long you can work in this line of work? Don't mention how long it takes, it may be gone anytime, anywhere.

Just like now, the Internet cafe has been closed for a while, and it has become like this. If you really want to disband, why are you going? Xu Meng, are you still going back to sell wine?

I told you from the beginning that this industry is a big industry, and it will double in the future. I usually think more and do more research, and I can make a living when I am old... How many obedient ones are there? "

"..."

Yao Yuan scolded his grandson for a long time like he was scolding his grandson.

"There are no clients in this period, and it's not that I won't give you the basic salary. Even if you get the basic salary, you can afford food and clothing. What's the trouble? You're full!"

He glanced around and said, "Wensha!"

"arrive!"

Wensha raised her head and raised her chest.

"You go and order 20 white T-shirts with the words 'Loving Service' written on them."

"Xu Meng!"

"What are you doing?"

"Go and buy some water, fans, paper towels, antihypertensive medicine, cooling oil, etc., and then contact a few cars."

Everyone was surprised and asked together: "Mr. Yao, what are you doing?"

"The college entrance examination is coming soon, and the company decided to set up a few caring service stations and hand them over to you."

"ah???"

"Mr. Yao, I graduated from primary school!"

"We sell our art but not our body!"

"Shut up!"

Yao Yuan snorted, "I'll find something for you to do, so you don't have to worry about it every day. Aren't you all eloquent? Going to comfort parents, encourage and encourage candidates, is considered a contribution to society."

To be honest, these people should do some psychological counseling on a regular basis, otherwise their personalities will be false or extreme.

Yao Yuan was too lazy to do it, so he simply found something else to divert their attention.

The love service station is not rare, but you have to be careful not to name it: "Qingyuan Dating Club helps the college entrance examination love service station!"

Dude, it's like human comedy.

…………

The Internet world in Beijing is extremely depressed, but the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

The 2002 World Cup came to an end amidst a lot of scolding for South Korea. Xiaoxi Bar cheated so blatantly that the referee almost got kicked, and finally made it to the semi-finals.

Traditional tycoons such as France, Italy, Argentina, and Spain were not acclimatized in Asia and were eliminated early.

Ronaldo topped the pot, scored two goals in the final, and finally became a god. The glory of the Chinese team lost, even if it is as strong as the Brazilian team, it has only won us once in the history of the World Cup!

June was a boom in sports. Just after the World Cup, Yao Ming was selected by the Rockets and became the No. 1 pick in the new division. This opened a large number of Rockets fans in China to watch the NBA career.

In short, the first half of 2002 is over, amidst all kinds of hustle and bustle.

July, another afternoon.

In the office of 99 Company, there was a strange spectacle. No one was working, but the chairs were piled up together, as if they were holding some kind of MLM meeting.

Everyone lowered their heads, held a mobile phone, clicked the buttons, and muted everything, otherwise the text messages would be ringing non-stop.

"Why is it useless for me to keep this Twin Life Gu until the end? Did I forget to be a clue?"

"You have to accept Miao Nu's love first, and then choose to give up, and then become a hero with another woman. You are discovered by Miao Nu, and then you deceive her, and finally she chooses to change one life to save you. At this time Twin Life Gu came in handy."

"Ouch, that's too cruel!"

"It's heartbreaking to kill someone!"

"The scumbag cried when he saw it!"

"The hemostatic grass is too tasteless, can you remove it?"

"Who played the branch line appointed by Mr. Yao?"

"Me, me, me!"

Han Tao raised his hand and sighed, "Shocked me for a hundred years!"

That's right, these guys are trying out the texting game - "The Merry Jianghu".

Originally wanted to call it "The Romantic Jianghu", but Commander Yao felt that it was not serious, so he changed it to Merry. The text of this game is 10,000 words, each text message is 70 characters, and 142 text messages must be sent to get the player to the end.

Players also need to reply, that is, at least 284 text messages, which can pass the level.

Neither short nor long, short is boring, and long is impatient. If the results are good, you can apply a patch and continue to add content.

Feeling almost done, Liu Weiwei suddenly raised her hand: "Some levels are very difficult, with many prerequisites, and it is not easy for users to pass the level. I wonder if there is an option.

For example, whether to use talismans and ask gods for help?

The usual reply is 30 cents a piece, but this one costs 2 yuan, and you can pass the customs directly after using it. "

talent!

Yao Yuan was amazed. After Lan Jisu died of a classmate, Liu Weiwei seemed to have matured a lot and worked more seriously. She even understood the krypton gold game ahead of time!

"This proposal is very good, but it can't be used at the beginning, so keep it for now."

After studying for a long time, Yao Yuan asked, "Any comments?"

"Okay, then go online."

"There is no one on the Internet now, but it doesn't matter, go back to our old business, group post!"

(Thanks to Fangzhou, Chacha, Huohua, Rodney and all friends who gave rewards...)