Rebirth 2009: Synthetic God

On the congested road, a Red Flag car and a taxi were parked side by side. No one knew what was going on ahead, but it seemed that they would not be able to move for a while.

In the back window, a man and a woman looked at each other. Tong Xin carefully observed Zhou Rui's expression, but found that the other person's face was no less surprised than his own.

He was really surprised!

A purely small probability encounter was indeed very happy. Tong Xin covered her mouth and chuckled: "This is really... Magical, where are you going?"

Where am I going?

Zhou Rui subconsciously wanted to say "I'm going home", and at this time Lin Tuo's whispered words came from the co-pilot.

"If you have time, you can say that you are going to Wanhu Base and will go with you all the way. If you don't have time, there will be next time."

Zhou Rui's time is very precious. He will not arrange Zhou Rui's itinerary privately. If Zhou Rui is willing, he can decide what to do temporarily. If he doesn't intend to waste time, it is also very good to create an encounter and then go his separate ways.

Anyway, there will be a second and third time.

Zhou Rui immediately followed the advice and said to Tong Xin: "I'm going to Wanhu Base, what about you?"

Tong Xin often pays attention to Zhou Rui's news, so of course she knows Wanhu Base, and thought to herself: "I'm going to a clothing factory in Taicang to select goods. No wonder we meet in this direction."

Zhou Rui found the rhythm, and then he didn't need Lin Tuo to give any more advice, he was not a wooden man:

"That's just on the way, how about taking my car together?"

Tong Xin had guessed what Zhou Rui was going to say, and smiled and shook her head: "No need, it's not safe to get off the main road, how dare I delay the time of the great scientist with such a small matter."

As he was talking, the congestion seemed to be cleared, and the traffic began to flow, and the lane where Tong Xin was went first, and the two were getting farther and farther away.

Before Zhou Rui could answer, Tong Xin waved her hand and walked away.

Lin Tuo immediately said: "This section of the road is often congested, and there should be another section ahead, but it doesn't matter, the two cars will go all the way together"

Soon, the lane on this side also moved.

Three minutes later, Zhou Rui saw a taxi parked on the side of the road, flashing its hazard lights.

It was the one that Tong Xin was riding in.

Zhou Rui's eyes widened: "Did you arrange this?"

Lin Tuo touched his nose: "This is really not it."

The Red Flag car also stopped, and Zhou Rui got off the car and saw Tong Xin standing awkwardly in the shade under the roadside trees, as if she had guessed that she would meet Zhou Rui.

The assistant on the side looked at Zhou Rui curiously, and after a little recognition, she covered her mouth in surprise and almost cried out.

Zhou Rui coughed lightly and said, "What's wrong?"

Tong Xin pointed at the taxi driver, who was sticking his butt out and checking the hood.

"The driver said the belt was broken, and I don't know where the belt is."

Zhou Rui thought to himself that he didn't know either, but it was indeed a good belt.

"It seems that there is no other way, I'll give you a ride."

Tong Xin subconsciously wanted to refuse for the second time, but saying the same thing twice was a bit hypocritical.

Did God doze off today, creating so many accidents?

Tong Xin tied her hair and finally got into the Hongqi car with mixed feelings. Zhou Rui wanted to arrange for the assistant to sit in the spare car at the back, but it seemed that the spare car was stuck on the road before, so the three of them sat in the back seat together.

But he didn't notice that when leaving, Lin Tuo and the taxi driver exchanged glances.

"You're done."

"Understood!"

Sometimes, you have to make the leader understand after you get things done.

Sometimes, after getting things done, just make the leader confused and happy.

Zhou Rui felt that today was the right time, place and people, and God was helping him!

After the assistant got in the car, he was still in great shock, and his eyes were desperately glancing at his boss, hoping that the boss could explain a few more words.

Boss, what do you rely on to know such an awesome person like Master Zhou! !

She secretly touched the interior armrest.

What kind of car is this! She has very little knowledge of cars, but still feels very advanced.

I thought someone like Master Zhou would drive a BMW.

Which car is more expensive, this one or the BMW?

On the other side, Tong Xin felt the edge of her buttocks and slightly pressed against Zhou Rui. The thin long skirt made the touch particularly real, and even her heartbeat accelerated.

Cursing herself for being useless, Tong Xin forced herself to calm down.

Zhou Rui: "Where is your address?"

Tong Xin reported a house number, and then said: "Just drop me off at the door."

Zhou Rui did not agree, but just asked: "Why are you leaving in the afternoon? Is it too late?"

"Taicang is close after all, and it doesn't take much time to select products. According to previous experience, it's only eight or nine o'clock to go back and forth."

The two chatted casually, and Zhou Rui deliberately led the topic to the other party's work, paving the way for them to join in the fun later.

About half an hour later, the car stopped at the door of a clothing factory. Zhou Rui got off the car and said: "Is this the clothing factory? I haven't seen it yet. Why don't you invite me to visit?"

Tong Xin hesitated for a moment.

"Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"

Zhou Rui smiled: "Is my face not to be seen?"

Tong Xin immediately shook her head: "You are a celebrity after all, I don't want to be posted on the Internet for no reason."

Zhou Rui put on a baseball cap: "Don't worry, it's not that easy to be recognized."

This garment factory is a bit shabby, and the building is not known when it was built. Zhou Rui even feels that it is more like a warehouse.

A man in his forties came out, who seems to be the boss here.

"Boss Tong! Long time no see, come this way."

As the group walked into the factory, they heard the sound of sewing machines, and workers were working.

This kind of low-end factory was the first time Zhou Rui had entered. It was a typical labor-intensive enterprise and the main export category of China in the previous generation.

According to Tong Xin, this factory used to only take orders, but the profit was too low, and it basically earned hard-earned money. This year, they wanted to transform and hired designers to develop.

Of course, they only designed "styles". As for creating a "brand", it was still not something they could do.

The owner of the clothing factory was very enthusiastic and said, "This time we have new summer and autumn products, there are dozens of new products. Mr. Tong, take a look at this."

The boss casually took a piece of "clothes" from the production line, which Zhou Rui thought was not as much as his underwear.

"This suspender sells very well. Suspenders used to be worn as underwear, but now many are worn outside. We have three styles: navel-exposed, back-exposed, and navel-exposed and back-exposed. The purchase price is less than ten yuan, and the profit margin is very high!"

How can the profit margin not be high? It saves more material than a rag.

Tong Xin touched the fabric very familiarly: "The material is a little worse, but it can be used as a gift. Take a sample first."

The assistant took it immediately.

The boss said: "Men's wear, Mr. Tong, we have sold out of this style recently."

He took out a black short-sleeved shirt, and Zhou Rui was stunned.

It was written in cartoon font: I have a big rocket

Then it was offset printed with the image of a rocket "Jingtian No. 1".

Tong Xin was a little embarrassed and couldn't help but glance at Zhou Rui: "Do you have copyright for this?"

The boss was surprised: "What copyright do you need? Are you talking about the rocket? I'm not using a photo. It's at most 60% like. And he's a big boss and a celebrity. He doesn't care about this little thing. Maybe he will thank me for advertising for him."

Zhou Rui: Thank you!

The boss continued: "Don't worry, many online stores are selling it, and there are two similar styles."

He found another white T-shirt with a little man with a 60% similar outline to Zhou Rui, wearing sunglasses, and there was a white "cross light" on the sunglasses.

It said: "Get out of the way, I'm going to show off!"

And a red T-shirt with the same little man on it, with one hand pointing at the collar, which should be the position of the person wearing the clothes.

The text reads: "Who dares to touch my people?!"

For a moment, everyone was petrified.

Even Zhou Rui felt that he had become eroded.

What kind of rustic aesthetics is this? ! You deserve your business to be small!

Why don't you write: Come and chop me if you are a brother?

Tong Xin also thinks it is ugly.

Even if it is printed with an image similar to Zhou Rui, it can't change this bad feeling.

She finds it hard to imagine that anyone would buy such a thing.

"Will anyone really buy this kind of clothes?"

The boss grinned and laughed: "Men's and women's clothes are different. Many people like this humorous tone."

"And I don't know why, as long as it has something to do with that Master Zhou, even if it's just 'similar', the style will sell exceptionally well! We have a huge order and are now working hard! And we have launched seven similar styles."

"Including 'V me 50, take you to Nantianmen', 'Master's confidant \u0026 big trouble', 'Resign, I'll support you' and 'Come and touch my eight-pack abs', etc. Our designer is a genius!"

Zhou Rui: It's better for you to fire your designer.

This is obviously the spillover of the term effect.

This guy has found the business code!

If it wasn't so rustic and hilarious, it would probably sell even better. At least he himself hasn't heard any feedback, which means it hasn't really become popular yet.

He thinks he should send someone to warn him later. He doesn't want his rustic and hilarious image to be everywhere on the street.

The real owner was right beside her, Tong Xin felt her cheeks getting hot. Would Zhou Rui think that all his partners were like this?

In the end, he didn't take these so-called "hot-selling items".

She sells women's clothing, so she's not crazy yet.

Zhou Rui accompanied Tong Xin for less than an hour in total. It was like a cursory visit. Tong Xin's clothing style was still very online. She selected about seven or eight styles and took samples.

After returning to the company, there are still processes such as internal product selection, adding recognizable details, making large samples, and affixing collar labels.

According to Tong Xin, their company currently has two sectors, one is women's clothing and the other is skin care. After the 618 in the second half of the year, they are ready to open a snack sector. She is more optimistic about this field.

In general, this is already a mature company and a mature boss.

After doing the whole show, Zhou Rui asked the spare car to take Tong Xin back to Shanghai, and he waited for a while before getting in the car.

Today's "chance encounter" has gained three more [Time Management Master] experiences, but this is no longer the most important thing.

Because when they parted, Zhou Rui secretly used the "Sea King Vision" to take a look at Tong Xin.

The fortune-telling remained unchanged.

But the difficulty had changed from "extremely difficult" to "very difficult".

Obviously, this was a dynamic evaluation

Some things had changed silently.

Zhou Rui patted Lin Tuo's shoulder across the chair: "You're thoughtful."

Lin Tuo smiled and said nothing. There was no need to let Mr. Zhou know how much effort this encounter had taken. Talking too much would only increase the psychological pressure on the other party.

Although Mr. Zhou liked to show off, he didn't like to use his privileges to show off.

In fact, since he became Zhou Rui's personal security chief, the organization has given him many extra instructions, in addition to the obvious hard requirements such as safety and health, and the soft requirements of "try not to interfere with the freedom of a genius, so that he can better radiate wisdom."

There are also some more hidden expectations that are not easy to express.

For example: If possible, I hope that the great scientist Zhou can find a love relationship as soon as possible.

This settlement is obviously not just about dating, but about getting married and having children.

If the former is not expected in a short time, the latter is also very good.

This expectation is not like a novel, but the hope that excellent genes will be passed down. Every top genius is an isolated case. Their descendants may have a slightly higher starting point, but their talents are difficult to inherit.

Beethoven's son is not a music master, and Qian Lao's son's scientific research level is also mediocre. After all, in the essence of biology, there is no difference between geniuses and ordinary people.

But according to the concept of Chinese culture, with a "family", people will be more stable, more stable, and their spiritual roots will be more solid, such as Zhou Rui.

At least when he encounters a "cheap dish" again, he should not choose to ride a bicycle, chase for miles and knock them down one by one with his bare hands, right?

He will not want to play the role of an intelligent warrior and play live-fire exercises, right?

He will not always think about flying a J-20 into the sky and playing maneuvers, right?

As far as he knows, Mr. Zhou has applied three times. Nothing else, just want to fly a fighter.

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Tong Xin returned to Shanghai at 8:30, but she still did not go home directly, but went back to the company to work overtime, and did not return home until 11 o'clock.

Walking into a person's home, turning on the lights, it was very warm.

A hairless cat came to her with its butt twisted, fell to the ground with a plop, exposing its belly.

Tong Xin squatted down and stroked it: "McDonald's~ Do you miss your mother?"

This is her pet that she has raised for a year, a sphinx cat.

To be honest, hairless cats are not good-looking, but she is an e-commerce clothing seller and doesn't like cat hair on her clothes every day, so she chose this breed.

It's definitely not because McDonald's has some similar characteristics to herself.

Tong Xin changed her shoes, washed her hands, pulled the curtains, and took off her clothes according to the usual rhythm.

A few minutes later, she was worried in front of the closet, looking for today's home clothes.

As if she remembered something, Tong Xin hesitated for a moment, came to the door, and took out a T-shirt from her bag.

She went back to the bedroom mirror and put it on.

Men's T-shirts are already wide, but they can only cover the buttocks. A pair of long legs with a hint of flesh are generously displayed to herself in front of the mirror.

Her figure is a typical extreme proportion, which interprets the word "curve" vividly, and once made someone love it.

After several years of growth, she has not lost it, but has become more attractive.

But no matter how many beautiful scenes there are, there has only been a mirror and a cat to peek at in these years.

On the T-shirt was a figure that looked like someone, pointing at the collar, or rather, at Tong Xin's slender white neck.

The words printed on it were: Who dares to touch my people?

Tong Xin pursed her lips and looked at the mirror.

After a while, she said to herself, "It's so ugly. Who would wear something like this?"

She pinched the hem of the shirt with both hands and pulled it, trying to cover up some of the scenery as much as possible.

"But at least it's pure cotton. Use it as pajamas."

That night, Tong Xin had another dream.

It was a very long dream.