Siheyuan: I am Jia Dongxu's cousin

Two weeks later, almost everyone in East Asia knew about this new form of entertainment: arcade games.

Especially among young people, if you tell your friends when chatting that you have never played the arcade game "Pang", you will probably be laughed at by your friends.

And within the Samsung Group in South Korea.

A researcher shouted excitedly: "I know, I know."

The research director heard the shout and walked in from outside. He couldn't wait to ask the researcher: "Ji Xun, did you really crack this electronic board?"

"Director, look..."

Following Zhixun's explanation, everyone suddenly understood. They didn't expect this thing to be so simple.

"Ji-xun, you have made a great contribution this time. Come on, I will take you to see the chairman." After the director said this, he took Ji-xun to the office of the Samsung chairman.

15 minutes later, I heard the report from the research director," Lee Byung-chul asked with some joy.

"Really?"

During this period, he watched Zhonghua Electronics making money crazily in East Asia, and he was extremely jealous.

"Chairman, our research institute has verified that we at Samsung are fully capable of manufacturing arcade machines."

"Okay." Lee Byung-chul patted Ji-hoon's shoulder excitedly and said encouragingly, "Your name is Ji-hoon, right? From now on, you will be in charge of the research of arcade machines."

"Thank you, Chairman. Thank you, Chairman."

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Within the flower planting group.

While playing "Pang" with Zhang Weiguo, Liam Kolobo complained: "Zhang, you should have made such a fun thing earlier!"

"Liam, do you think this is an arcade machine and you can make it just by saying so?" Zhang Weiguo said speechlessly.

"Cabbage, what is that?" Liam asked confusedly.

"..."Zhang Weiguo felt like he was talking to a cow.

He immediately changed the subject and asked, "How about Liam, are you Kolobo family interested in arcade machines?"

"Zhang, I want to correct you. Now you are also a member of our Kolobo family."

Just before the New Year last year, Zhang Weiguo officially married Sofia. Of course, since she was his second wife, Zhang Weiguo did not make a big fuss about the wedding, but only invited some people who had a good relationship with him to attend.

Who asked Zhang Weiguo to go to the pearl of the Kolobo family? He could only say awkwardly: "Okay, then is our Kolobo family interested in arcade machines?"

"Of course, I'm sure this thing will be popular in America."

"Zhang, you are now a member of our Kolobo family. What do you think of the price?"

Zhang Weiguo listened to Liam's words, his eyes widened, and he looked at Liam with a little disbelief, thinking secretly in his heart: "Okay, I didn't expect Liam to say so much before, it turned out that he was waiting for him here."

“Ahem…” Zhang Weiguo coughed twice and said with a sly smile, “Liam, I think we should call Sofia over to talk about this together.”

After Zhang Weiguo finished speaking, he pretended to pick up the phone.

“NO, NO.” Seeing that Zhang Weiguo was really going to call Sofia, Liam had to give in and said, “Okay, Zhang, you win.”

“Liam, don’t worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory price.”

"Hmph... Let's play another round. I must beat you."

……

……

A few days later, Liam returned to America with a boatload of arcade machines. Zhang Weiguo didn't cheat Liam too much, selling them to him for only $1999 per machine, which was $2999 cheaper than the $1000 sold by others, enough for the Kolobo family to make a fortune.

Just as Zhang Weiguo sent Liam away, something happened at Samsung.

"Kim Ji-hoon, you idiot, why didn't you find out earlier!"

"Director, this is not my fault. It's because you guys pushed me too hard."

"You... you still dare to quibble. This matter is all your fault. Come with me to the chairman and apologize."

"What? Director, you didn't notice anything either. How can you put all the blame on me?"

Jin Zhixun is not a fool. He knows that the director wants to put all the responsibility on himself.

Seeing that Jin Zhixun did not want to take responsibility, the director angrily scolded: "Why don't you admit your mistakes? How can there be a coward like you in our Korean nation?"

"Director, you are the coward. I am just a small researcher, and you are the director. If something happens, you should be the one to step forward!" Kim Ji-hoon responded without giving in.

"You...you..." Seeing that he couldn't win the argument, the director picked up the electronic board beside him and smashed it at Jin Zhixun.

After two weeks of directing the assembly of arcade machines, Kim Ji-hoon is no longer the timid little researcher he used to be.

He also picked up the electronic board beside him and started fighting with the director.

The assembly worker standing by watched the two leaders fighting and did not dare to go up, so he could only report to the people outside.

20 minutes later, Kim Ji-hoon and the director were pulled apart by the crowd with bruised faces and noses.

Li Jianxi, the young master of the Li family, looked at the two men and cursed directly: "Two idiots, who told you to fight here?"

"Young Master, I..."

The director was about to say something bad about Kim Ji-hoon when he was interrupted: "What are you talking about? As the director of a research institute, you actually got into a fight with your subordinates. It's really embarrassing for our Samsung Group."

After scolding the director, Lee Kun-hee turned to look at Kim Ji-hoon, "Are you the one who cracked the arcade machine?"

"Yes kid." Kim Ji-hoon said in a somewhat flattering tone.

"Tell me why you and Director Park fought in the factory."

"This..." Jin Zhixun's eyes were a little evasive, and he gritted his teeth and said truthfully, "Young Master, the patent for the arcade machine has already been registered by Zhonghua Electronics. Even if we produce it, we can't sell it normally?"

"???"

After listening to what Kim Ji-hoon said, Lee Kun-hee planned to kill both of them.

Last week I finally got this business from my father Lee Byung-chul, and now you tell me that it can't be produced. Aren't you making a fool of myself?