Reborn Millennial Gamer

In San Francisco in August, not far from the window is the golden blue sea, and the cool sea breeze blows the curtains.

"Ms. Li, Miss Li."

Lu Fei was wearing plain clothes and short-sleeved jeans, not as formal as Li Fuzhen and Li Yinxin. He was dressed in a clean white suit, glamorous and dignified, and in a pink gauze dress, full of youth.

"Can I call you 'Oppa'?"

Li Yinxin's eyes were glued to him, and she couldn't help but leaned forward.

Li Fuzhen immediately stared at him, bent slightly and said:
"Mr. Lu, I'm really rude."

"I do not mind."

A smile bloomed on Lu Fei's face, and he raised his hand to invite them into the living room. The three walked and admired the layout.

"Let's make do with it first, and wait for the future mistress to come. She will decide the design herself, and it's all up to her."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Li Fuzhen glanced at his sister, and Li Yinxin had a sweet smile on her lips, peeking at him for a while, and looking around the decoration for a while, the thoughts hidden in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"Please sit down."

Lu Fei was sitting on a low sofa, with a traditional English afternoon tea on the table and a three-tier dessert plate standing on the shelf.

The bottom layer is sandwiches and other savory items, the middle is scones, and the top layer is fruit tarts and cakes and other desserts.

There is hot black tea in the silverware.

The two three-star princesses obviously knew this well, holding the handle of the cup with their thumb and forefinger, and skillfully picked up the teacup.

Li Fuzhen sat in the middle of the two, looked left and right, just like a blind date, boys and girls looked diagonally at each other.

Lu Fei inexplicably felt that the eyes of the two sisters were strange.

A young girl is shy, and a young woman is widowed. If it is not Gao Yuanyuan, he will definitely choose the latter. Don't ask, it is Wei Wu's legacy.

"I went to the press conference invited by President Lu."

Li Fuzhen stirred with a teaspoon and moved back and forth on the half of the cup, "The color screen mp3 is really an extraordinary and bold creation."

"Thanks to YP-Z1, the potential of logic can be stimulated, respect to Samsung." Lu Fei raised his teacup, yin and yang.

Li Fuzhen didn't change his face, "I also respect Mr. Lu, the way of business warfare is so beautiful."

"Wouldn't it be nice to bring Samsung back to the negotiating table."

Lu Fei smiled and said, "Ms. Li is the envoy this time, can she be the master?"

"I'm here to convey the president's opinion."

Li Fuzhen was drinking tea, his eyes were gentle and he looked at his lips.

Lu Fei was suddenly in a state of mind, and heard that Samsung would withdraw the lawsuits in various places, hoping to settle out of court and obtain a logic patent license.

This hand is accurate and precise.

Whether it is a limited exclusion order or a wave of returns, the core contradiction is patents. Solving this problem will instantly revitalize the situation.

In the verdict, the "recall" has been resolved, and the "apology" has also been announced, and the rest is the compensation.

Li Fuzhen said slowly: "5000 million is definitely not sure. Even if all YP-Z1s are recalled, it is not worth this amount. Samsung is willing to compensate 2250 million US dollars and pay off the patent license fee of the sold mp3..."

"What else? You should know what I want most."

Lu Fei didn't talk about the symbolic $1 dollar. That was before the war, and now that he has won a staged victory, the compensation is a matter of course.

Li Fuzhen took the teacup lightly and moved out of the "Wassenaar Agreement". Panel displays are not allowed to cooperate, but flash memory fabs can.

But it can't be 2G and 1G, but the backward 512M and 256M. The proportion of joint ventures is not only 10% of technology shares, but also money.

"How much do you want?" Lu Fei rolled his eyes.

Li Fuzhen pursed his lips: "At least 10%."

Well calculated!
Lu Fei squinted his eyes, 20% may be able to send supervisors and directors, although the remaining 80% must belong to Logic and Huawei, and the two companies basically act in unison.

However, Samsung is equivalent to inserting a nail.

"Samsung is willing to contribute money and technology to help Huaxia and Logic Semiconductor get started."

Li Fuzhen leaned forward, her hair hanging down.

The corners of Lu Fei's mouth turned up slightly, and he shook the cup. He clearly arranged for Sun Hongjun to have a secret meeting with Toshiba, but he pretended to agree with difficulty:

"But I have one little proviso."

"What? Please, Mr. Lu, just open your mouth. We will do our best if we can."

"I want you……"

After Lu Fei finished speaking, Li Fuzhen's face changed drastically, as if he felt insulted, he was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to get up and leave immediately.

However, Li Yinxinhua beside her suddenly exploded, and Huo Di stood up without any ladylike demeanor:

"Mo!"

The voice was sharp and piercing, resounding through the living room.

Zhang Tianmei, who was acting as a translator, looked embarrassed, looking at her nose and heart, maintaining a small and transparent presence, eating melons in silence.

Master Lu, the three-star eldest princess has a son-in-law!

Lu Fei didn't care, and said jokingly: "I want you to be the director of Samsung's fab."

"what?"

Li Yinxin and Zhang Tianmei were stunned by this "change of direction", and the person who was most shocked was the person involved.

Li Fuzhen stared at Lu Fei, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his heart was surging like a river, unable to calm down for a long time.

This condition is equivalent to helping her get half a foot into Samsung Electronics, just like the Prince of Wales must first be the King of England, and if you want to take over Samsung, you must first be in charge of Samsung Electronics.

She swallowed her saliva: "I'm afraid this condition is very difficult."

"Difficult? Whether it is difficult or not is up to your father to decide."

The corner of Lu Fei's mouth curled up: "Although I have only met you a few times, I appreciate your ability very much. If Samsung Electronics were at the helm of you, maybe there would not be so many moths."

"Yeah, Mr. Lu, don't say that."

Li Fuzhen keenly felt that they were separating their brothers and sisters, and hurriedly explained to Li Zairong that the fortress is most likely to break from the inside.

"This is my condition, the same sentence, not for you to accept, but for you to convey."

Lu Fei spread his hands.

Li Yinxin blinked her eyes, and murmured in her heart: "Scallion Ma Er Mo Ji Da (so handsome).

The corners of Li Fuzhen's mouth rose and then pulled down. He drank a few sips of black tea, and then directed the conversation to his sister, which facilitated a chat between the two.

From e-sports, chatting to racing...

Li Yinxin seemed to be chatterboxed, talking non-stop.

Lu Fei listened patiently, interjecting a few words from time to time.

Laughing and laughing, filling every corner of the villa, chatting until the window is already a grand fire cloud like a nebula, and the sun is setting.

Li Yinxin issued an invitation: "If you come to Bangzi Country, I will take you for a ride."

"There is a chance, definitely."

Lu Feike politely saw off the guests.

Li Fuzhen got up, bent down slightly, and suddenly found a man's hand in his sight.

"The guest can do whatever he wants, let's shake hands?" Lu Fei said.

Li Fuzhen raised his eyes, and his eyes collided with each other. There was no profanity or sinisterness, and his eyes were full of sincerity and respect.

Between each other, he only held his fingertips lightly, with a little force.

Shaking it up and down made her heartstrings twitch imperceptibly.

"Ouba, I want to shake hands too!"

Li Yinxin stretched out her hand with a smile, she was charming and cute.

.........

It was late at night when we returned to Boston from San Francisco.

Ren Youzai was full of complaints, he was like a prisoner at school, and finally his wife came to visit the prison, the couple had only been in love for a few days, and it all revolved around Lu Fei, a man.

"If you knew it would end like this, it would be better to start peace talks from the beginning, and you don't have to be so busy."

"My dear, you are wrong."

Li Fuzhen put on skin care products before going to bed and reviewed the video for her husband.

Li Jianxi originally took three steps to logic, treat guests, behead him, and accept him as a dog.

The logic of inviting guests to buy shares gradually penetrates the Chinese market, just like an international brand buying a Chinese company, doves occupy the magpie's nest, and there is a threat from Samsung's supply chain, the dog is for sure.

However, Lu Fei wanted to stand up and make money.

So YP-Z1 was launched, the fuse of the commercial war.

If there is no war, logic's leading products will be affected.

If the war starts, it will be a protracted war. Relying on the size of Samsung, it can delay the logic to death. What's more, the Wall Street forces behind Samsung, Huaqi, and the government also want to share the logic, and it hits it off.

"But we lost! Samsung wants to negotiate peace with him."

Ren Youzai was speechless, Samsung was not invincible.

"No one thought that logic would explode with such amazing fighting power, but it's just a temporary peace, as long as we cooperate..."

Li Fuzhen talked eloquently, but when he turned around, he saw that her husband was preoccupied and his face was solemn.

"Honey, are you listening?"

"Ah, uh, uh..."

Ren Youzai walked over slowly, "Honey, if the peace talks are successful, are you going to Huaxia?"

"In theory, yes, but my eldest brother will definitely not agree."

"I, dear, I have one thing to ask of you."

"What?" Li Fuzhen asked suspiciously.

"I want my stick back, I don't want to stay here any longer." Ren Youzai said weakly.

"what!"

Li Fuzhen's eyes widened, "Dad will not agree. He sent you to MIT just to train you. After graduation, you can go back and arrange a senior position, so that you can convince the public..."

"Can't I be a college student if I don't graduate?"

Ren Youzai rushed over, "Wife, wife..."

Li Fuzhen looked at her begging husband and took deep breaths, "Honey, you have persisted for 2 years, if you persist for 2 years, you will be able to..."

"I can't hold on anymore!"

Ren Youzai walked forward on his knees, acting like a child coquettishly not wanting to go to school, crying and complaining that in those days of being tortured by studies, he had cried bitterly, suffered from insomnia, despaired, and even thought of suicide.

Li Fuzhen looked at her husband, the security guard who was in love, kneeling in front of him, feeling uncomfortable, and his face was full of embarrassment.

The man cried bitterly for a while, but the woman tried to persuade him to no avail, and finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'll consider talking to Dad, but he'll definitely be angry and even very disappointed in you."

"Wife!!!"

Ren Youzai raised his head, with snot and tears.

Li Fuzhen felt that his heart was being tightly grasped, and the disappointment pierced his heart. It was impossible to regard her husband as the most precious thing, and it was even more impossible to make her husband a helper in seizing the heir. He could only rely on himself.

Fortunately, that was the plan at the beginning!
"Woooooh, Kangsang Mita, my wife~"

Tears welled up in Ren Youzai's eyes, and he was as happy as a child.

Li Fuzhen forced a smile on his face, and looked at the dressing table from the corner of his eye.

The glass reflecting the husband and wife seemed to be shattered bit by bit in front of the eyes. What was strange was that in one or two broken pieces, Lu Fei's face appeared out of nowhere.

He is the person Li Yinxin likes, if he really becomes a brother-in-law, compared with this brother-in-law——

Why is the gap between men and men so big!