The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

The well-performing Grand Chiayi is driving on the spacious and smooth Nanjiu Expressway. This car can not only accommodate people but also luggage, making it the most suitable for traveling.

It is 130 kilometers from Hongdu to Lushan, and it takes more than an hour to get there.

At 8pm, the big Jet Dragon drove into Lushan Meilu Villa, the most luxurious and supreme boutique villa resort in Lushan. Because of its unique historical background, it is closely connected with the century's events and has witnessed many important moments in China's modern history, making it the undisputed king of Lushan's hotel industry.

The entire resort consists of six century-old mountain villas with European and American styles. Yao Ye reserved a villa here in advance in the name of Hong Kong Island Golden Leaf Real Estate.

The car entered the resort. Sister Hong went to check in first, and then entered the villa. The Filipino maid and Sister Hong consciously chose the room downstairs, leaving the entire upstairs space for their family of three.

As it was getting late, everyone decided not to go out for dinner. Sister Hong called the resort's restaurant and ordered some Lushan specialties, such as Lushan Stone Chicken, Ruyi Stone Fungus, Lushan Fresh Bamboo Shoots, etc.

Everyone had a hearty meal and washed up and rested early.

The next day, Lin Zhiyuan put on a big sun hat and sunglasses and started to tour Lushan with his family.

The weather was very hot these days, and Lin Zhiyuan's outfit was not uncommon among tourists. He carefully observed himself in the mirror. Because he was covered too tightly, even if he passed by someone familiar, he believed that the other party would not recognize him.

Mount Lushan is beautiful and breathtaking, but what surprised Lin Zhiyuan even more was Xiao Ping'an's performance.

From the moment he went up the mountain, Xiao Ping'an began to recite poems related to Mount Lushan.

Fei Liu went straight down to 3000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days.

I don't know the true face of Lushan, I am only in this mountain.

The Five Old Peaks in the southeast of Mount Lushan are like golden lotus carved out of the blue sky.

Mount Lu is beautiful beside the Southern Dipper, and the screen is covered with nine layers of cloud brocade. From Mount Lu to Xianyang, the road is three or four thousand miles

At the Donglin farewell hall, the moon rises and the white apes cry. We bid farewell to Mount Lu with a smile, why bother crossing Tiger Creek?

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Yao Ye in disbelief, "How could he have so many?"

It's no wonder that Lin Zhiyuan was so surprised. If Xiao Ping'an only knew one or two popular poems, it would be fine. The key point is that he also recited many unknown ancient poems, several of which even Lin Zhiyuan had never heard of.

Yao Ye smiled, then puffed out his chest proudly, "I've said before that he has a good memory. Before leaving, he took the initiative to pester his tutor to learn a lot of poems related to western Jiangxi, especially Mount Lu, just to show off his skills in front of you."

Little Ping'an raised his little face and stared at his father intently. The cute expression on his face clearly said, "Come and praise me quickly!"

Lin Zhiyuan bent down and picked up his son, kissing him again and again, "My good son, you are amazing. There are many poems that even your father doesn't know."

Little Ping'an giggled, and getting his father's approval brought great satisfaction to his little heart.

The short weekend finally passed. Lin Zhiyuan had to go back to work, and Yao Ye prepared to take Ping An to continue visiting several famous attractions in western Jiangxi. They parted at the foot of Mount Lushan.

Xiao Ping'an was reluctant to leave his father, but he was still very sensible and waved goodbye to Lin Zhiyuan, "Dad, you go and do your work. I will listen to mom."

"What a good boy!" Lin Zhiyuan hugged his son and kissed him hard on the forehead. "Dad will visit you as soon as he has time."

The Grand Cherokee drove away.

Lin Zhiyuan stood there and waited until the car completely disappeared from his sight before turning around and leaving.

The setting sun stretched his shadow very long.

He took a taxi back to Hongdu, feeling a little uneasy along the way. Until he returned to the hotel room and closed the door, Lin Zhiyuan suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

孽 孽!

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At the end of June, Lin Zhiyuan gave a holiday to all members of the large-scale working committee working group, asking them to return to Yanjing to rest for a week, and he also returned home.

During this period, Song Qin contacted him.

"Zhiyuan, I'm back from Goryeo. I've already bought the Legend of Mir game you mentioned."

"Why did you take so long?" Lin Zhiyuan went to Korea to buy the game in April. He thought he had already told Song Qin the game company and the name of the game, so he should be able to buy it back soon. Unexpectedly, it took more than a month.

Song Qin laughed, "I finally got to go to Goryeo, shouldn't I have some fun? Zhiyuan, let me tell you, this capitalist country is really outrageous. As long as you have money, you can do whatever you want. Those little girls who sing and dance are simply so charming that they are killing me."

When Song Qin said this, Lin Zhiyuan immediately knew what he was doing in Goryeo. However, Lin Zhiyuan was no longer surprised by Mr. Song's absurd behavior.

Just buying that game back would be half the battle.

"Brother Song, how much did it cost?"

"Not much, seven hundred thousand dollars."

Lin Zhiyuan was surprised. "Why is it so much? Didn't I tell Lao Fang that the price is around 500,000 US dollars?"

"We were originally negotiating for $500,000, but someone showed up, also from Shenzhou, and I heard he's from Shanghai, and wants to compete with us for this game. How can I tolerate his bad habits? If he has more money than me, I'll smash him to death..." Song Qin cursed for a long time, but found that there was no movement from Lin Zhiyuan, "Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, where are you?"

"What's the last name of that Shanghai guy?"

"How can I remember that? I just remember that after I spent $700,000 to get the agency rights for this game, that guy's face turned green. Haha, it was awesome!"

"Forget it, I can't explain it to you clearly. Is Lao Fang with you? Let him answer the phone."

Soon, Fang Yunfu's voice came from the receiver, "Boss Lin, I'm Fang Yunfu, what can I do for you?"

"Just now, Brother Song said that there is a person from Shanghai competing with us for this game. Do you remember that person's last name?"

"His surname is Chen. I heard he is a graduate of a prestigious university. It's all this guy's fault. If he hadn't interfered, we wouldn't have spent an extra $200,000."

"Forget it, at least I can buy the game." Lin Zhiyuan thought to himself that it was a close call. While he was glad that his side had snatched the game, he felt sad for Mr. Chen in his heart for a few seconds.

"Boss Lin, we have already bought back the copyright of the game. What should we do next?" Fang Yunfu paused. "Boss Lin, I really know nothing about games. I don't know where to start?"

"Find a few people who are fluent in Korean to translate the game into Chinese first. Wait for my notification for the rest. I will find someone who understands the language to work with you to promote the game together."

"Okay, Mr. Lin, I'll wait for your call." Fang Yunfu was obviously relieved.

A few days later, on July 15.3, early in the morning, Ding Sanshi called back from New York. Net One was officially listed on the Nasdaq Stock Exchange in the United States. The opening price was $12.125. At the close, it fell below the issue price to $21.77, a drop of 4772800%, with a trading volume of shares.

Everything is exactly the same as in the previous life.