Reborn Millennial Gamer

Chapter 46

Xu Lei said no, but acted honestly. IDG is also strongly recommending Feigou.com to venture capital funds.

Lu Fei waited for the news from both parties, and handed over the operation of Feigou.com and Caifubao to Wang Huiwen and Fang Xing. It was a busy day and it was rare for him to have a free day.

I went to Taoranting Park early in the morning, ran around Taoran Lake, and then practiced leg presses, hanging my voice, babbling for a while, and was suddenly interrupted by the sound of drums.

Not far away, I saw an old man with white hair and silver snow standing in the middle, playing drums and clambers, and his companions beside him accompanied the sanxian, and he sang passionately.

In the cold wind, the two old and one young stood standing.

The old man sang a short verse and said happily, "Young man, how are you doing?"

Lu Fei's head was empty, and he said with a relaxed face: "Hey, I can only tell that you are Xihe Drum."

"It's not bad if the young people can recognize the Xihe Dagu." The old man gave a thumbs up.

Lu Fei said: "Would you like to have another session?"

The old man did not refuse, and immediately came to a section of "Two Faces of Gong", singing with singing, simple and powerful, and quickly recruited all the elders and aunts who were doing morning exercises nearby, and there were a lot of people.

Lu Fei looked at his watch, and when it was almost time for school, he reluctantly left. The moment he walked out of the crowd, a murmur came from behind:
"Hey, this is not Mr. Liu Tianli, this is a blessing!"

Liu Tianli?
Lu Fei blinked, this is not the master of Xihe Dagu, Liu Shishi's grandfather!

On the way back, I felt fresh, and I still met such a person. When I returned to the courtyard, I saw a basket of eggs on the table at the door.

"Sister-in-law, who gave it to you?"

"Oh, it's brother Zhao and his wife, don't you thank you, the socks made so much money, and even invited a reporter to interview..."

Xiao Hongmei came out with her breakfast, "I didn't want to take it back, so I had to accept it."

Lu Fei sat down and glanced at the "Yanjing Morning Post" in Lu Yun's hand. There was a photo of Zhao Guoqiang in the lower left corner of the economic section, with a striking headline next to it:
"Socks sold for 5 yuan in [-] days, and Feigou.com started a business to create wealth."

Xiao Hongmei said: "Fei, I just have something to discuss with you. In addition to selling milk tea in the Internet cafe in the morning, my sister-in-law and your elder brother are also idle. I also want to open an online store on your website. What do you think?"

Lu Fei drank the steaming soybean juice, and before he could answer, Lu Yun stood up and objected, saying that his family's entry into the website is nothing, no matter how much they earn, they will gossip if they are found out.

"Simply don't come in, let's guard the Internet cafe and earn no less than them!"

Long live the understanding!

Lu Fei was quite moved. How about the business of Internet cafes?
"Okay, since I opened e-commerce training in the Internet cafe, now people who come to the Internet are not only playing games, watching movies, but also going to e-commerce, and the machines are full every day."

Lu Yun picked up the fritters, "However, I want to rent out VCDs. People who surf the Internet have watched all these discs, and those who don't watch them will not watch them. They are idle for nothing. It is better to rent them out. There are many people. They all want to come here to rent discs, especially "A Chinese Journey to the West."

Of course Lu Fei agreed, originally Lu Yun and Xiao Hongmei had the full power to make decisions about Internet cafes, and they could do whatever they wanted, and with an Internet cafe certificate, they would not lose anything.

And in his calculations, Internet cafes are not the focus of Big Brother's career.

"Brother, it's not cost-effective to buy all discs, why don't you buy a disc recorder?"

Lu Yun waved his hand: "Don't bother with this matter. You are busy with your own company and the college entrance examination. Think about how long it has been since you went to school?"

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"Damn it, half a month!"

Han Yu saw Lu Fei appearing outside the classroom, grabbed his shoulders, and beat his chest hard:

"You kid is finally willing to come back. Why did you disappear for so many days? It's really embarrassing."

Lu Fei raised the milk tea in his hand: "Is it interesting enough?"

"You're kind of interesting." Han Yu rolled his eyes.

Two people leaned against the wall, chatted outside the door, and chatted about the situation. Waves of classmates came to meet each other, each with strange, shocked, or alienated expressions.

"Yo, you're back, you thought you'd dropped out of school!"

Following the provocative sound source, Lu Fei raised his eyes and saw Yang Meitou, a ruffian, tall and thin, with creamy skin, and looked like a little fresh meat, "Who is he?"

Han Yu was stunned, and said in a low voice: "You are so noble, you forget things, Zhang Yang, forgot that he pretended to be dismissed with us in the third year of high school?"

Lu Fei vaguely recalled that the co-author was the enemy, "Why didn't I see him when I came here?"

"It's the same as you, art exam." Han Yu said, "But it's different from you. With some money at home, I signed up for a training class."

"What are you muttering about!" Zhang Yang felt that he was being ignored, and was furious.

Lu Fei rubbed his chin, this routine is common in online articles, pretending to be a school bully in the face, such a silly plot, the master is too lazy to care.

Han Yu bit the pearl: "Why, do you want to fight again, let's accompany you!"

The two sides stood facing each other at the door, swords drawn, Zhang Yang looked calm, recalling Lu Fei's fighting strength when he was beaten before, he felt guilty.

The art exam will be held in January next year, and there are still 1 months left, so the face and body must not be injured in an accident.

"Stop making noise, it's forbidden to make noise in the corridor." The female squad leader summoned up her courage, stopped in the middle and pulled the two sides apart.

Zhang Yang seemed to have found the steps, rushed into the classroom angrily, and did not forget to say a harsh sentence: "Hmph, let's wait and see."

The female squad leader breathed a sigh of relief, and persuaded Lu Fei earnestly. She came and went, and gradually became acquainted. Her name is Wang Yun. She failed the college entrance examination and came back to study again.

"Squad leader, come on." Lu Fei encouraged.

"You have to work hard, even though you were admitted to an art school, you can't miss the culture class." Wang Yun clenched her fists.

Han Yu looked left and right, and always felt that his brother's expression was wrong, but he couldn't see anything wrong, and suddenly thought that he was working in Beijing University.

When Lu Fei walked into the classroom, he had a smile on his face, my sister, when you get into Beijing University and Mizuki, you will have heard the legend of my brother.

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Early self-study, routine inspection by the teaching director.

Passing through Class 5 of Gaofu, I stood behind the window and peeked, looking straight at the window seat in the corner, wanting to see how long the seat was vacant.

In sight, Lu Fei's figure suddenly appeared.

The dean hummed, thinking it was a hallucination, and looked with wide-eyed eyes, Lu Fei was sitting there impressively.

Impossible, absolutely impossible, why is he here again?
"Cough cough."

He walked to the door, cleared his throat, and called Lu Fei out by name.

"There's a good show, there's a good show." Zhang Yang shot his eyes to the left and right, gloating.

Han Yu said indignantly: "What the hell, this girl did it on purpose, Zhang Yang missed the class for so long, there's nothing wrong with it!"

Lu Fei patted him on the shoulder, feeling countless eyes focused on him, he walked out slowly.

In the classroom, the voice of the dean can be heard clearly.

"You do the math yourself, how long have you not come to school, late in the morning and early in the afternoon, why are you still coming to repeat..."

In the first half of the criticism, reprimanding for absenteeism and leaving early, the second half may think that Lu Fei is holding the principal behind his back, and his tone turns gentle, even caring about him.

"The teacher criticizes you because he loves you. If he is really irresponsible, he will leave you alone and let you fend for himself..."

Lu Fei squinted his eyes and smiled without saying a word.

His calmness was beyond the dean's expectations, and even infected himself. The fire in his mind was extinguished suddenly, and suddenly he had nothing to say, he shook his hand and let him go back.

"Thank you, Director."

Lu Fei was polite, and when he returned to the classroom, Zhang Yang passed by the front row with a playful smile and took the lead in whistling to him.

"Quiet, don't laugh! Go ahead with self-study in the morning!"

The dean scolded, put his hands behind his back, walked to the stairs, and heard a faint laughter from the classroom, and he was in a good mood immediately.

With the principal as the backing, so what!
Not long after returning to the office, the phone rang suddenly, and it was the principal.

The dean broke out in a cold sweat, what the fuck, Lu Fei won't report me, right?
Rushing to the principal's side, he saw that his old man was entertaining Bian Zhihong and Meng Meijing on the sofa. They reported their homes and explained why they came:

Interview Lu Fei.

"Who? Lu Fei!!" The director of teaching raised his voice in his throat and let out a drake call.

"Is there a problem? Isn't Lu Fei here on leave again?" the principal said.

Bian Zhihong frowned, "I've confirmed that he should be at school today."

"Yes, he is studying by himself in the classroom." Beads of sweat dripped from the dean's forehead.

After all, it is "Sanlian Life Weekly", the principal gave a little nudge, and originally planned to call Lu Fei over, but Meng Meijing also wanted to interview his classmates, euphemistically saying: In-depth understanding.

So, the principal arranged for the dean to lead the way.

The dean's heart skipped a beat, how could the media interview a repeat student!
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
With a bitter face, he hesitated again and again, and stepped back to Class 5 of Gaofu, this time without the aloofness he had when he was reprimanded.

"Damn it, why did you come back again? What the fuck is this?" Han Yu hurriedly hid the snacks in the drawer in a panic.

Lu Fei didn't raise his head, he was writing the Huanggang simulation paper, and then he heard the teaching director say with a smile:

"Student Lu Fei."

In an instant, Shuang once again became the focus.

Zhang Yang burst out laughing, he was so excited that he almost couldn't help but slapped the table, the students next to him also laughed in a low voice, they deserved it for being away from school for half a month!

However, the teaching director was arrogant and respectful: "Please come out, there are reporters outside who want to interview you."

The voice fell, the audience was silent, and a needle could be heard.

"Which newspaper?"

Except for Han Yu who took it for granted, Lu Fei threw out the answer, and everyone else was in a daze. Which one, how many interviews have you accepted?
"land……"

Bian Zhihong almost blurted out "Boss Lu", and immediately changed his name to a classmate, beckoning at the door.

Alas, clichéd slap in the face, which idiot would think of this?
Lu Fei raised his hand, swept across the front row unhurriedly, glanced at Zhang Yang who looked astonished, whistled, then walked outside the room, smiling and saying:

"Thank you, Director."

"You're welcome, hehe, Lu Fei." The dean smiled politely and awkwardly.

　Thanks to Yake Yaxi for the 100 starting coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)