Rebirth 98, the rise started from ripping off Microsoft

Chapter 466
In the family building of Furi University, Lu Yiming knocked on the door of No. 312 with two bottles of wine and a bag of milk.

A middle-aged woman's voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

Immediately afterwards, the door opened, and an aunt was wearing an apron, looking like she was about to cook.

Lu Yiming came forward to say hello very politely: "Hello, is Professor Long at home? I am his student, and my name is Lu Yiming."

The aunt was quite enthusiastic, she smiled kindly and said, "He was called to the school for a meeting today, and he will probably be back later, so come in and sit down first."

"Thank you."

Lu Yiming handed over the things he bought, and said, "It's my first time here, and I don't know what to buy, so I hope my wife won't hold you back."

"Young people are really polite. Why are you being so polite? Come and sit at home when you have time. You don't need to buy anything."

"Your name is Lu Yiming, right? I seem to have heard Lao Long mention you. He said that you are his favorite student."

"Ah, really? Professor Long mentioned me, that's really an honor."

"I'll pour you a cup of tea... Do you drink tea?"

"drink."

"Then sit down for a while and watch TV. I'll wash some fruit."

"Don't bother me so much, Mrs. I'll just have a cup of tea."

"Don't be so formal, treat yourself like your own home. Let's have dinner here, I just bought a fish."

"No need, Mrs. Ma, you are very kind."

After a while, Long Qiquan came back. When he saw Lu Yiming drinking tea leisurely in his living room, he immediately got angry and didn't give him a good face when he went up to him: "Well, you Lu Yiming, the sky is going upside down outside. Oh, you actually hid in my house to drink tea?"

Long Qiquan's voice startled Lu Yiming, he hurriedly stood up and put on a obedient posture: "Ah, Professor Long, you are back."

Long Qiquan snorted softly: "If I don't come back, I'll be bored to death. You guys really don't let me worry about it on weekends."

Lu Yiming was very depressed: "Professor Long, where did you say that? The school invited you to a meeting. Could it be a meeting to criticize me?"

"if not?"

Thinking of what happened today, Long Qiquan said angrily: "Because of what you did, all those scientific research institutes have come to the school to make trouble, just like the six major factions besieging Guangmingding. This is the first time since the school, and you can be regarded as creating a precedent in the history of this school."

When Lu Yiming heard it, it turned out to be such a thing, but he was not ashamed, but rather proud, and said cheerfully: "Professor Long is absurd, absurd."

Long Qiquan gave Lu Yiming a blank look, and said angrily, "Do you think I'm praising you?"

Afterwards, he sat down on the sofa and looked at Lu Yiming: "It's time to stop, if you continue digging like this, Principal Wang and I will be unable to withstand it, and your reputation will be rotten in the academic circle, you know that? "

At present, the top-ranked prestigious schools in Zhonghai have very strong opinions. The main reason is that Lu Yiming, a guy who doesn't talk about martial arts, uses money to test the "conscience" of intellectuals, and directly puts money and real estate in front of the other party. Which one? Can intellectuals withstand this test?

Lu Yiming looked depressed: "They want the cows to run and don't give them grass, so I'll give them some grass..."

Before he finished speaking, Long Qiquan gave him a hard look, and he had no choice but to swallow the next words, saying: "Okay, I won't dig for a while, it's okay. I'll call now Get the company to pull all the hiring out."

When Long Qiquan heard this, he immediately felt a dull pain in the back molars: "For the time being? That is to say, there may be digging in the future?"

Lu Yiming said bluntly: "Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? In fact, almost all the people who should be dug have been dug, and I don't like the rest of the rotten fish and shrimps."

"You kid, you are really rude when you talk."

Long Qiquan scolded with a smile: "Be careful that this word spreads out, you will be shouted and beaten by everyone."

The old God Lu Yiming said on the ground: "There are only two of us here, I can never go out and say it by myself, so..."

Immediately, Long Qiquan couldn't help but glared at Lu Yiming again: "You bastard, you're going to join me in the army, right?"

Regarding Long Qiquan's worries and reminders, Lu Yiming didn't take it very seriously: "They don't like me, how can they not like money? If it's a big deal, just donate a few more times. I don't rely on fancy tricks to make friends. , that is, relying on hundreds of millions of people."

These words made Long Qiquan speechless.

Yes, how many people in this world dare to touch their conscience and say that they don't like money?
The two then chatted about some issues about distributed cloud storage, such as the DPDK technology released by Intel. Outsiders only found it obscure and difficult to understand, but Long Qiquan listened with gusto. Before he knew it, it was evening .

Seeing that it was almost dark, Lu Yiming got up to leave.

After returning to the dormitory, Lu Yiming was deeply surprised when he saw Wang Dazhuang lying on the bed with a loveless face, and looked at Ni Cong next to him: "Hey, A Cong, what's wrong with Dazhuang? It's only after six o'clock , won’t you just sleep?”

When Ni Cong, who was reading a book, heard the words, he immediately turned around and poked out half of his head, answering the question for Wang Dazhuang: "This afternoon, I accompanied him to confess to Wu Mengmeng."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yiming immediately understood, and said with a smile, "So is this a good card?"

"you do not say."

Ni Cong, who had witnessed the whole process, felt the same way at this moment, and it was rare that he did not use his poisonous tongue.

Lu Yiming laughed loudly and said, "Breakdown, what's the big deal? Come on, I'll treat you to a drink, let's get drunk and relieve our worries!"

After finishing speaking, he dragged Wang Dazhuang up from the bed, then called Ni Cong and Chen Chusheng, and went to the barbecue street at the back gate of the school together.

At the barbecue stand, Lu Yiming ordered a lot of things, and said in his mouth: "Eating is the best way to relieve pain. Young people, it's normal to encounter some setbacks. Come on, don't say anything, buddy Go first."

Wang Dazhuang took the beer and gulped it down his stomach. In the blink of an eye, a bottle of beer went straight down his stomach.

Lu Yiming quickly dissuaded him: "Don't just drink, eat some meat too."

Wang Dazhuang's eyes were red: "Don't worry about it, I feel uncomfortable now, and I want to get drunk!"

Lu Yiming shook his head: "Hey, if you just drink alcohol and don't eat meat, then the happiness will be reduced by half? If you drink like this, then you will feel uncomfortable later. You still have your stomach and liver... Why bother? Come, eat An oyster, make up for it."

Ni Cong brought a chicken drumstick with a smile and said, "I think it's better to eat chicken drumsticks. Eating raw oysters can make you sleepless at night."

With Lu Yiming and Ni Cong gagging here, Wang Dazhuang was not in such a hurry to drink.He patted his thigh and said: "Actually, I have already seen that Wu Mengmeng doesn't like me, but I just don't want to be reconciled."

Lu Yiming hugged Wang Dazhuang's shoulders with a smile, with an expression of "I understand your pain": "I understand."

People like Wang Dazhuang were born in a typical small town as a writer. They worked hard to get out of the countryside, and finally entered a big city, and even entered a top domestic university like Furi University. That is impossible.

But the cruelty of the world is that the class gap will always stand in front of you, defeating you in countless unexpected ways.

Just like Wang Dazhuang, he likes city girls like Wu Mengmeng, why?
Because Wu Mengmeng is young and beautiful, dressed fashionable, with a smile and a different style.

For Wang Dazhuang, who was born in a small place, girls like Wu Mengmeng are fatally attractive and can satisfy all his fantasies about beauty.

It's a pity that for Wu Mengmeng, Wang Dazhuang was not in her scope of mate selection from the beginning.

For no other reason than because he was poor.

It seems that because of drinking, Wang Dazhuang dared to say what he couldn't say before: "She said we are not suitable... Hehe, don't you think I have no money?"

"My parents work in township enterprises."

"The efficiency of the factory is not very good, and that salary is enough to eat."

"I have no money, but can that be my fault?"

"My parents have tried their best and given me everything they can."

"I'm an adult, if I don't bring them a good life, but continue to deepen their suffering, then I'm not filial..."

Wang Dazhuang still has a lot of backbone, he didn't choose to make his face swollen to pretend to be fat in order to pick up girls, and let his parents pay for his willfulness.

Ni Cong patted him on the back, and comforted him: "Okay, we don't have much money now, but we may not be unable to make money in the future. Let her regret it then."

It was also rare for Chen Chusheng to speak, and encouraged Wang Dazhuang: "Study hard now, and when you graduate, you will be able to find a good job, and earning money will be a matter of course."

However, at this moment, Lu Yiming said something surprising: "Don't you just want to make money? It's so simple, why wait after graduation? There are a lot of opportunities right now."

The people in the dormitory already knew about Lu Yiming's wealth, so they took his opinion very seriously.

Wang Dazhuang looked up at Lu Yiming and asked, "Do you have a solution?"

Lu Yiming smiled and said, "There must be a way, it just depends on whether you are willing to do it."

Wang Dazhuang said without hesitation: "As long as I can make money, I am willing to do any job!"

He had had enough of the hardships of being poor, and the fact that he was rejected by Wu Mengmeng gave him a personal understanding of the meaning of money.

Don't get sick if you have anything, don't have money if you have nothing!
Ni Cong couldn't hide his curiosity: "Lu Yiming, do you really have a solution? What do you want Da Zhuang to do?"

Lu Yiming said flatly: "Sell box lunches!"

"What? Sell box lunch?"

Ni Cong was dumbfounded immediately: "We are the top students of Furi University, you want us to sell lunch?"

Even Chen Chusheng made a rare objection: "There is no way to become rich by doing a part-time job, and even the time wasted is not worth the loss. The most important thing in college is learning. Whether it is learning skills or learning knowledge, it is absolutely necessary for the future. It can be used."

Seeing that they had such a big prejudice against selling bento, Lu Yiming immediately said, "You think selling bento is low-end? It doesn't deserve your status? Let me tell you, it's no wonder that you have no money and you deserve it No money."

Pointing to the long street behind him, he said: "Look at this street, there are dozens of barbecue stalls and dozens of small restaurants. We are sitting in this one now, not in other ones. Have you ever thought about this?" Why? Why?"

Lu Yiming's verbal output immediately left several people speechless.

Lu Yiming continued: "Because the food he sells is delicious, because the location of his store is good, because he serves food quickly... Any of these factors may be the reason why his business is better than others."

"I'm talking about selling boxed lunches. There are so many people selling boxed lunches. How can you ensure that others will order yours? How can you make your boxed lunches the most cost-effective? How can you minimize the loss of raw materials...these are all knowledge, and there is nothing wrong with it. It’s not as easy as going to college.”

"I still believe that reading is the easiest thing in the world that can be done. Outside the society, everything is a thousand times more difficult than reading. You don't think that if you read a heavy book, you will be superior. Are there fireworks in the world? No way, no way?"

Lu Yiming's words immediately made several people bow their heads in shame.

In fact, this is what they think in their hearts. If they are admitted to college and still pay a lot of money, they will naturally be superior to others.

However, these viewpoints put forward by Lu Yiming let them understand that there is a great question in everything if you want to do it carefully.

"Okay, if you sell boxed lunches, you can sell boxed lunches! As long as you can make money!"

Wang Dazhuang said harshly: "Lu Yiming, as long as you can make me make money, you can let me sell anything!"

Lu Yiming laughed immediately: "Making money is definitely making money. As for how much money you can make, it depends on how much effort you put in."

Wang Dazhuang immediately said: "As long as I can make money, let me work hard!"

With his perseverance in studying, Lu Yiming believed that he could do it.

Ni Cong also said enthusiastically: "Don't say anything, just take me to make money."

Lu Yiming looked at Chen Chusheng and asked, "What about you?"

Chen Chusheng said, "Not interested."

There is no shortage of money in his family, and he doesn't like to deal with others. Of course, he has no motivation to sell boxed lunches.

Lu Yiming didn't force it, so he picked up a bottle of beer and said, "Come on, we've talked so much, let's go first. If you really agree with my plan, then I will take you two to start preparations tomorrow. I’ve told you guys, either don’t do it, or if you do it, it’s aimed at becoming a leading company in the industry, don’t give me three days to fish and two days to post on the net.”

"Leader in the industry? Brother, are you so confident?"

Ni Cong was taken aback by Lu Yiming's lofty ideals.

Lu Yiming said: "My time is so precious, but I don't have time to play with you. Either don't do it, or do it well."

"Just do it!"

"Stop talking nonsense, come on, cheers, to our new business!"

Things like drones and laboratories are still too high-end for the current freshmen, but selling box lunches is just right.

There has never been a distinction between high and low in business, because the purpose of doing business is to make money, and those who can make money are good businesses.

After eating supper and returning home, Wang Dazhuang became less sad, perhaps because he saw the way ahead.

But he was still drunk, and the three of them almost carried him to the dormitory.

On the way, he said loudly, "Wu Mengmeng, just wait for me..."

When Wang Dazhuang woke up the next day, he still felt very headache, but Lu Yiming didn't give him a chance to rest, but said: "Hurry up and wash up."

Wang Dazhuang asked in a daze, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yiming said: "Of course it's market research. Since we want to sell box lunches, of course we have to investigate the market. You have to figure out what box lunches we want to sell, where we want to sell them, and who we sell them to. Otherwise, you really think Doing business is so easy, can you succeed with a single stroke of your head?"

"Oh, well, I'll wash up."

Although the hangover is very painful, but thinking of making money, Wu Mengmeng's eyes must be full of envy after becoming famous, and Wang Dazhuang's motivation immediately came up.

That's what men do.

When I went out, it was ten o'clock in the morning. At this time, there were not many people on the street in Zhonghai, but the office building was full of people.One of the most economically developed regions in China, the CBD at the turn of the century is no different from 20 years later.

Walking on the street, Lu Yiming said, "We sell lunch boxes just to make money."

Wang Dazhuang and Ni Cong said in unison: "That's right."

Lu Yiming went on to say: "Besides, I don't like earning poor people's money."

Wang Dazhuang asked curiously: "Then whose money do you want to earn?"

Lu Yiming raised his head, looked at the tall office buildings on the side of the road, and said, "I will earn money from anyone who has money."

"It's not easy for poor people to earn money. They want to spend half of a dime. You can't earn two dollars from them. If we want to earn money, we earn money from the rich. For example, these big companies sit in offices. white-collar workers. Their money is easy to make.”

Ni Cong asked, "Then how do we earn their money?"

Lu Yiming stretched out a finger and said, "Just three words, service!"

Wang Dazhuang was confused: "How many words?"

Lu Yiming said: "You don't care about the words, anyway, our lunch box should be high-end and elegant, worthy of the status of these white-collar workers."

Ni Cong felt a little unbelievable: "White-collar workers also eat lunch?"

"They starve to death if they don't eat box lunches? In fact, they are the group with the greatest demand for box lunches. You see, people have a lot of money and a lot of demand. Isn't our opportunity coming?"

The three of them walked around outside, found a place with the most office buildings, and said, "Our store is here."

"Open here?"

Lu Yiming said very firmly: "Yes, we will find a spacious and well-developed storefront here to rent and use it as our kitchen. We don't do dine-in meals, and we specialize in delivering meals to white-collar workers in high-end office buildings. We accept reservations by phone. Delivered to your door within half an hour. Remember, we’re not just about taste, we’re about service.”

This was Lu Yiming's decision, and Wang Dazhuang and Ni Cong naturally had no opinion.

Wang Dazhuang asked: "And then?"

Lu Yiming said, "Then, let's start eating."

"what?"

Lu Yiming said: "Take a look at all the shops within 500 meters around to find out the good ones and the bad ones, the good ones and the bad ones, the best-selling categories and the most popular flavors. This is the market. You must first know what your customers need in order to provide the most considerate service.”

In the next few days, Lu Yiming took Wang Dazhuang and Ni Cong on a journey of eating and drinking.

After eating box lunches for a week, both Wang Dazhuang and Ni Cong vomited.

A week later, Lu Yiming held a thick book of research notes and asked, "Have you all remembered? Which one has the best business? What is the reason for its best business? What flavor does it focus on? The most popular flavor?" What dishes are welcome? What are the prices of these dishes?..."

As one question after another popped out of Lu Yiming's mouth, Wang Dazhuang and Ni Cong finally believed in Lu Yiming's words - in this world, reading is the only thing that can be done effortlessly.

(End of this chapter)