Chapter 322: Zhang Xiaolong
Although Lu Yiming was reborn, he had neither a system nor a cheat code, nor was he omniscient about past history. His understanding of Zhang Xiaolong was limited to his title as the "Father of WeChat".
That's all.
After all, before their rebirth, one was a top technical expert and a big boss at Tencent, and the other was an "assembly line typing machine" working for capital. Apart from species and gender, the two sides basically had nothing in common.
But in this life, Lu Yiming is no longer an ant, he has become an elephant in the eyes of many people.
And this man who would later become a top technical expert at Tencent is still selling pirated CDs and is struggling to make ends meet.
Just because of an accidental encounter, the fate of two people inexplicably intersected.
Unfamiliar with Zhang Xiaolong?
It doesn't matter.
As long as there is money, there will naturally be enthusiastic people to help Lu Yiming get to know Zhang Xiaolong.
For example, Li Qiu.
With only 50,000 yuan, Lu Yiming obtained all the information about Zhang Xiaolong from Li Qiu, including how many girlfriends he had in college, and even the details of how Lei Jun called Zhang Xiaolong a few hours ago and rejected the 150,000 yuan acquisition of Foxmail, an instant messaging company.
God knows where Li Qiu got this information from. Maybe this is why people's physical conditions cannot be generalized.
In just one afternoon, Zhang Xiaolong became Lu Yiming's acquaintance.
As the saying goes, money makes the world go round, this is a universal truth.
Lu Yiming didn't care how many girlfriends Zhang Xiaolong had. His attention was all focused on the fact that Kingsoft's Lei Jun refused to acquire Foxmail.
He just cursed Lei Jun in his heart, calling him an idiot.
You know, two years later, there will be a sucker willing to spend 12 million to acquire Foxmail!
If you deposit 12 million in the bank, the interest for two years will be more than 150,000.
Although in Lu Yiming's opinion, it was sheer brain damage for Broad Group to spend 12 million to buy Foxmail, and he, Lu Yiming, had to be the one to be such a sucker!
A top talent like Zhang Xiaolong is like an SSR in the card pool. It is worth spending any amount of money on him. But a mere 12 million is nothing to Lu Yiming.
Even if he had to pay a fortune to buy horse bones, Lu Yiming would definitely be the one who got taken advantage of!
However, the most urgent task at the moment is how to get Zhang Xiaolong to come and help him write code.
There were less than two hours left until midnight, and Lu Yiming thought that Zhang Xiaolong would not call him again, and planned to go and talk to him tomorrow.
Having just finished his homework and reviewed his lessons, Lu Yiming was exhausted and planned to take a nap first.
As a result, at this moment, Zhang Xiaolong called him directly and said in a low voice: "Mr. Lu, let's talk."
When he heard it was Zhang Xiaolong, Lu Yiming immediately perked up and said excitedly, "Where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up right away."
In Sister Chen's store, Zhang Xiaolong finished his phone call. As usual, Sister Chen did not take his money and even gave him a slice of watermelon.
Zhang Xiaolong ate the watermelon, then took out all the money in his pocket and said, "Then I'll buy two packs of instant noodles."
Sister Chen was a middle-aged woman who was very good at observing people's expressions. She seemed to hear the decadence in Zhang Xiaolong's tone and asked with concern: "Xiaolong, did you encounter any problems? Tell me about it, maybe I can help you think of a solution."
Zhang Xiaolong smiled helplessly and waved his hand to decline: "There's nothing I can do about work."
Sister Chen took two packets of instant noodles, put them in a red feed bag and handed it to Zhang Xiaolong. Zhang Xiaolong carried the plastic bag and walked into the alley.
An old lady sitting on a bench nearby, fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan, couldn't help but say, "Chen Yujiao, are you stupid? You're doing a losing business all day. He doesn't pay for the phone calls, and he doesn't pay for the answers. When he calls, you run to call him. What are you trying to do?"
Chen Yujiao rolled her eyes, holding her chin with her arm, and her tone was full of disdain: "I just like it, what's it to you?"
Chen Yujiao doesn't like this auntie. She is a nagging person all the time and walks around with a palm-leaf fan in her arms all day long. Not only does she like to meddle in other people's affairs, but she also likes to spread rumors behind their backs. If someone talks loudly in the house, within half a day, she can let everyone in the three streets around know that the family is preparing to divorce.
The aunt didn't seem to notice , perhaps she had already gotten used to it.
She twisted her waist towards the counter and pressed her whole body against the glass. She leaned close to Chen Yujiao's ear and complained, "This guy is tall and strong, but he doesn't even have a proper job. He's still a college student. All these years of studying have been wasted."
Chen Yujiao was still very optimistic about "intellectuals" like Zhang Xiaolong, and immediately retorted with a cold face: "Zhang Xiaolong is a master's degree graduate, not an ordinary college student. He has real talents and knowledge. Don't be short-sighted and look down on others."
But the aunt was not giving up. She sneered at Chen Yujiao's words and said with contempt: "What's the point of going to college these days? Can knowledge make a living? The people who make missiles are not as good as those who sell tea eggs."
Although from a certain perspective, what the aunt said is true, Chen Yujiao still feels that reading is useful at any time and that only knowledge can change one's destiny.
Just as the two were arguing, it suddenly became very lively outside. A luxury car drove into the dirty urban village and stopped on the side of the road full of sewage and garbage. The strong visual contrast immediately attracted a crowd of onlookers.
Many people came out to watch the fun. Luxury cars are rare in China in this era, especially in urban villages which are dirty, messy and have poor public security. They are even rarer than wild giant pandas.
In the convenience store, the auntie and Chen Yujiao's attention were also attracted, and they looked towards the street entrance.
The old lady's eyes revealed a look of fascination and envy: "This car looks so beautiful."
Although most of the people present did not recognize the brand of the car, luxury cars cannot be identified simply by a sign.
The shape of the car, the gloss of the paint, etc., can make people feel that this car is definitely not a cheap one at first glance even if they don’t recognize the car logo.
After all, Chen Yujiao had seen some of the world. Seeing the old lady's rustic look, she couldn't help but sneer: "This is a Mercedes-Benz. One car costs millions. How can it not be beautiful?"
"Wow, one car costs over a million?"
The old lady was immediately shocked, her mouth opened wide, her eyes almost popped out of their sockets: "How much is that?"
Normally, she would bargain with people for a few cents when buying vegetables, and these days, five yuan could buy almost two kilograms of good pork belly, so one million yuan was simply out of her mind. Her imagination was so limited in front of this number that she could not understand it at all.
When the people around heard Chen Yujiao say that the car was worth millions, they were all surprised. They couldn't help but take a few steps back and moved away from the car involuntarily, for fear that they would be hit and asked to pay compensation.
There were a few brave ones who were about to touch the outer shell of the car, but after hearing Sister Chen mention the price, they immediately ran away, panting and full of fear.
If anything bad were to happen, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to afford the compensation even if I sold all my 180 kilograms of meat.
"Whose car is this?"
"How did this car get here?"
Everyone was talking about it.
Although it was already very late, this was originally a snack street with quite a lot of people gathered here. In addition, the noise from the luxury car's engine was so loud that it immediately attracted many nearby residents to come and join in the fun.
With so many people talking and so many rumors spreading, the price of the car became more and more outrageous, from millions to several million, and then to tens of millions or even hundreds of millions. Those who didn't know would think they were buying a tank.
Anyway, in these people's minds, one million and one hundred million are almost the same, they are numbers that can only be spoken out, and they have no concept of purchasing power at all, anyway, they are a level that they cannot reach.
Being surrounded by so many people, Qi Rong in the driver's seat was unusually nervous. He had never been afraid of the hail of bullets on the battlefield, but now, facing the strange looks around him, he subconsciously felt guilty.
However, the Armani "work suit" he was wearing helped him calm down quickly and regain his confidence.
After all, a set costs several thousand yuan, and it feels different when you wear it.
Qi Rong adjusted his collar in front of the rearview mirror before opening the door and getting out of the car.
He glanced around and out of professional sensitivity, he quickly locked onto Chen Yujiao, who was dressed relatively fashionably. He walked over and asked in a friendly manner: "Sister, I want to ask you about someone. Do you know a young man named Zhang Xiaolong who lives nearby?"
The neighbors around were also shocked when they heard that Qi Rong was looking for Zhang Xiaolong.
As a graduate of a prestigious university with a master's degree, Zhang Xiaolong is quite famous in this area, but his "fame" has always been regarded by his neighbors as a negative example of bookishness.
Especially the old lady who was shouting that studying was useless just now, now she was staring at Qi Rong intently, with the four words "unbelievable" written in her eyes.
Is this person here to see Zhang Xiaolong?
Is that guy going to make a comeback?
When Chen Yujiao heard that Qi Rong was looking for Zhang Xiaolong, she was also surprised. After a brief moment of distraction, she quickly greeted him enthusiastically: "I know, he was just here. I'll take you to find him now."
Seeing Chen Yujiao taking Qi Rong away, the neighbors were in an uproar.
"What did Zhang Xiaolong do? Someone came to pick him up in a luxury car."
"Could this person be an agent lurking among us?"
"Is this kid going to get rich?"
There are many different inferences.
In the rental house, Zhang Xiaolong, who had just received instant noodles from Chen Yujiao, boiled a pot of water and prepared to make some noodles. Before the water boiled, he heard a knock on the door.
Zhang Xiaolong opened the door and saw Chen Yujiao. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed someone standing behind Sister Chen. He was surprised and asked, "Who are you?"
Qi Rong said: "Boss Lu asked me to pick you up."
Zhang Xiaolong immediately remembered that he had just called Lu Yiming. While he was surprised at Lu Yiming's efficiency, he quickly made way for him and said, "Come in and sit down."
Qi Rong said, "No need, Mr. Lu is still waiting for you. If you don't mind, we will set off now."
"Can."
Zhang Xiaolong followed Qi Rong to the entrance of the alley and was also surprised when he saw the Mercedes-Benz.
Others don't know this car, how can he not know it? Mercedes-Benz S-Class, the epitome of luxury cars!
If you are not really rich, you can’t control it at all!
Qi Rong opened the back door of the Mercedes-Benz and said politely to Zhang Xiaolong: "Mr. Zhang, please."
Zhang Xiaolong took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and then got into the car with excitement. Feeling the soft leather seat under his butt, he felt like he was on top of the clouds, feeling like he was floating in the air.
Watching the Mercedes-Benz speeding away, the people in the alley were all envious.
"Zhang Xiaolong is going to be very successful!"
"It's good to read a lot. This is like a fish leaping over the dragon gate."
The old lady who said that making missiles was not as good as selling tea eggs snorted in dissatisfaction, still indignantly saying: "What Leaping Over the Dragon Gate? I think it's clearly a villain getting his way."
The Mercedes-Benz S arrived at the city center. Although it was already midnight, the place was still brightly lit, and many hotels, bars, etc. were still open.
Qi Rong drove the car to the downstairs of the White Swan Hotel, turned around and smiled at Zhang Xiaolong: "Boss Lu has already prepared a midnight snack in the box, come with me."
Zhang Xiaolong got out of the car and saw that the security guards at the hotel entrance were better dressed than him, which made him feel a little nervous. Although he had met Lu Yiming twice, he was more shocked every time he met him.
The first time they met was at night, and he was deeply impressed by the fighting power of the bodyguards that Lu Yiming brought with him.
The second time they met, Lu Yiming commissioned him to produce software. He was surprised that Lu Yiming was already a major shareholder of a company at such a young age.
The third time was even better. A Mercedes-Benz S came to pick him up and they could even have dinner at the White Swan Hotel late at night . This once again refreshed Zhang Xiaolong's perception of Lu Yiming.
Qi Rong brought Zhang Xiaolong into the box.
The private room was not very big. It was a small room specially booked by Lu Yiming. However, although the room was small, the decoration was not ambiguous at all, and it was even more luxurious and grand.
"Mr. Lu, Mr. Zhang is here."
Lu Yiming nodded slightly, and Qi Rong tactfully left the box and carefully closed the door.
Lu Yiming put on a smiling face and said, "You are really punctual. You called me at the right time. I almost fell asleep. What? Have you figured it out?"
Zhang Xiaolong nodded slightly, with a smile that was bitter and helpless: "I think I have figured it out. Mr. Lu, do you still want me to make that software?"
Lu Yiming nodded: "Yes, that software is very important to me, and I have to rush it out in the next few days. In addition, I want to discuss some cooperation with you."
“Any other collaborations?”
This was something Zhang Xiaolong had not expected.
Lu Yiming sat calmly, then began to give advice and talked to Zhang Xiaolong about the future of the Internet.
"With the development of the domestic economy, computers will inevitably enter thousands of households, and the network environment will be greatly improved. I estimate that in a few years, dial-up Internet access will be eliminated and replaced by Internet access at home. Internet users will be able to access the Internet as they please, and even staying online 24 hours a day will not be a problem."
Zhang Xiaolong is also very sure about this point, because this is an inevitable trend brought about by technological progress and economic development.
"So, what does Mr. Lu want to cooperate with me on?"
