Please make money.

If there are fish, fish; if there are no fish, catch shrimps; if there are no shrimps, even the water plants have to be pulled away. In any case, you cannot leave empty-handed, and you cannot spoil the fish.

Ah no - Alia came back to her senses: "What do you mean by fishing? Do you think I'm testing you?"

"…I'm really not interested in money, really."

"Feel your own arm, it's not as thick as mine when circled. Do I need to test you?"

Alia waved the coconut. "If I want to destroy you, whether it's logically or physically, it only takes one move!"

So when you say that, I'm even more scared...

"I mean, have you ever thought about starting your own business? A business that is not defined! A business that is rotten!"

"…will this keep my dad busy?"

"My uncle gave you a project."

"Ah."

“It’s selling washing machines.”

"Ah."

"You went crazy at that time - washing machine? A collaboration with the second dimension! Cultural and creative peripherals! A game! The name of the game has been decided, it's called Laundry Princess!"

Alia counted on her fingers: "Look, different laundry girls can compete with each other in terms of speed and quality of washing clothes. You can also connect to reality. Every time you wash clothes, you can gain practical experience. You can also compete with your neighbors to see who is the laziest person. The main reason for not washing clothes for ten days is that you are too lazy to hang them out..."

Young Master Jing's eyes were full of stars when he heard this. He came back to his senses with great difficulty and waved his hands in panic: "I'm not a second-dimensional person!"

"Look, look! That's what the real 2D world says!"

"...No, this - I -"

Young Master Jing was choking and unable to speak. The smell had already reached his eyes and everything went dark.

I can only say that it's Alia who is worthy of her name. She always comes up with some terrible things that make people feel dizzy.

"Let me ask you, if uncle knew about these things, would he be angry?"

Isn't this just nonsense? It's more than just anger. If that guy who is too concerned about his reputation finds out that his son is like this, he will probably have no face to live.

"Big business!" Alia gestured with her hands: "Different from uncle's style, different cognition, different goals, a business that is purely your own hobby——"

"…I, I'm not really into that…"

"It's okay if you don't admit it, the main thing is that there is something to be done about this."

After Alia gave him the count, Young Master Jing also came to his senses. Chunchun was hitting his old father in the weakest part.

If I don't want to stay at home at that time, I'm afraid my old father will lock me up and hang two chains outside.

By then, no matter how I play with the little man, he won't be able to say anything - after all, compared to shouting to everyone "I'm an idiot", it's not disgusting to close the door and turn on the light at home, just for fun and to make your family laugh.

"That's all I have to say. I won't force you. Think about it carefully. But before that, you'd better take the power into your hands first."

"…It's really not a test?"

"Really not, believe me - look at my pure eyes!"

"Then let me think about it... think about it..."

"Okay, take your time to think about it. Call the nurse and get some small fruits that are easy to carry."

"Oh, what kind of fruit do you want?"

"Two watermelons, please—do you have any with a sandy flesh?"

"...?"

……

……

"How long has A Jing been back?"

"It seems like it's been several months. What happened?"

In a distant place, in a garage, a group of young people are facing away from each other, their cheeks glowing green under the light of the screen.

"Without him, it's going to be very difficult for us as artists."

"Come to think of it, it seems that A Jing has gone back to inherit the family business. His family is super rich - probably."

"Really? It can't be true. How can someone so rich be like him?"

"People have to show off just because they have money? Are you stupid?" A little friend curled his lips in disdain: "I am worth at least 50 billion. Did I tell you? No! Because I know if I told you, then I would only be treated with awe by you as an ordinary person."

"Fifty billion in the game, right? Get out of here, Gold Farming Studio!"

"What is this?" A friend who was sorting out the documents pushed up his glasses and looked at the folder on the screen: "Are you sure this is A Jing's information?"

"Are you sure? Something's wrong?"

"This is not the design draft of our game, this is an industrial design drawing..."

"What the hell is that? Let me take a look!"

Several of the friends turned around and came over to watch the peep show: "Ah Jing can also do industrial design? Didn't he study business administration?"

"Even dogs don't learn... Look, this pain car - and this one, is this a notebook? This one is for a cell phone... Tsk tsk tsk, it's so smelly!"

The other friends also nodded repeatedly after watching it, it was really cool, worthy of being a model maker who could sleep with Gang Da Mu in his arms at night.

Although Mr. Jing only has feelings but no skills in this regard, it does not prevent his ideas from being very interesting. Sometimes true fans can always come up with something good.

"If this laptop comes out, I will definitely buy it! There are always some black ones on the market. If they have two RGB lights and angular shapes, they look like sports cars and battleships. Can't they make it a little cute? Doesn't pure white look good?"

"White gets dirty easily..."

"It's so funny. Can't I wipe it if it's dirty? I spent nearly 10,000 yuan on the laptop, but I don't even have a choice. It's unbearable."

"Just buy stickers. Custom stickers are only a few dozen yuan, or even just over ten yuan."

"And the shipping cost here is thirty dollars, which is many times more expensive than the sticker?"

Everyone laughed for a while and looked through the design drafts in this folder. They couldn't help but sigh that Ajing did have some talent for drawing.

Although it has too much of a design feel, if they really had a choice in front of them, maybe they would consider it - the current market is too homogeneous, and if they don't come up with something new, they won't even feel like they've spent their money.

"It's too niche. No one can make these designs. Even if they do, they won't become a hit. The manufacturers are not stupid."

"It's not impossible to segment the market - I think there's a lot of buying potential there."

The friend crossed his arms and said, "Well, it's good to be more differentiated. Even if it's a brick, I can buy it if it costs one million, but the prerequisite is that you can let everyone in the world know that the brick is worth one million."

"The trendy brands and co-branded items are meaningless and are pure consumer traps."

A few friends turned off the inheritance left by Ajing who went home to inherit the family business, sighed a few words that he would probably never come back, and then continued to be busy.

"Come on! Once we finish making this prototype, we will definitely be able to find an investment company!"

"Instead of thinking about that, why not think about what to name our game? I've been struggling with this for half a month."

"Just call it Resident Evil!"

"Biochemical micro...what?"

"……Pooh!"

067-Unexpected Uninvited Guests

"Mom!" Sunika shook herself, "Hurry up!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, what are you doing in such a hurry? What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Her mother looked at her with dissatisfaction. Sunika got up early in the morning and excitedly urged her mother to work quickly.

This girl, who is in her twenties and has finally gotten over her rebellious period, almost brought out my rebellious mentality.

In a sense, this also makes parents younger, right?

Sunika didn't care about her mother's dissatisfaction at all, she just felt very happy and excited - because she was going to meet her idol!

"She really is that kind of pure and unpretentious media person!"

Sunika shook her mother's hand and said, "I'm so happy that Air Appliances invited her here! I'm really grateful!"

"I really am grateful. Thank you for not being fooled. I am so screwed - is that what you said?"

"Hey! Mom, why are you learning this?"

"Then why do you do all this every day and broadcast live? Shouldn't I watch it?"

"Hey, mom, you don't understand. Live streaming is a hobby for me. It's just a way for young people to share their lives."

"Share, you can share, why don't you add a camera and share yourself 24 hours a day? You stay up past am and share your life with others. What you share is the nightlife in your dreams?"

"...Mom, you are so aggressive."

"Shut up!"

"But mom, you reminded me that I should get a sports camera to share today's activities. It probably won't take 24 hours, a few hours will be enough."

"What are you doing?" My mother rolled her eyes. "And what do you have to share? You just went to get some rice, flour, grain, oil, etc., but you made it look like Chinese New Year. They just asked you to go and see the fun. Do you really think you can just walk into someone's workplace?"

“Can’t I?” Sunika took out a work ID from the Ai Group: “Ding ding ding!”

"What's this?"

"The work card for the place we are going to visit today!"

"Oh! You little girl, you went to apply for a job?" The mother was suddenly happy. This was a sign that her daughter was doing something serious!

Compared to working in self-media or multimedia, she hopes that her daughter can have a stable and tangible job.

"Hey, self-media people can apply! It is said that you can also meet the senior executives of their company, but I went there for my idol."

"It's up to you - but be careful! Make sure you leave a good impression on the other executives!"

"why?"

"Why don't you just apply for a job?"

"It's impossible to work—Hey hey hey! Mom, why did you hit me—I didn't say anything!"

"You think I don't use the Internet? You can only make a living by stealing electric bikes, right? I'll make it impossible for you to work..."

"Don't do this kind of thing!"

……

……

Unlike Sunika's cheerfulness and family warmth, more people in this world are lonely.

Wang Ergou is so lonely. He sits in front of the computer and types. This is one of his hobbies, or it can be said to be his prospect for development.

As a fan of online novels, Wang Ergou feels that he is very dedicated. He not only reads novels but also writes them.

Of course, the writing is not that good...

"What I write is not a piece of sleazy writing..."

Looking at the abusive posts in the comment section, Wang Ergou hesitated for a long time holding the mouse, but in the end he couldn't bring himself to delete the post - if someone was abusing it means someone was reading it.

This method of self-comfort from the writings of the great writer Zhou Shuren is usually called Ah Q psychotherapy, or Q therapy for short...

Then, with tears in his eyes, he argued with the other party for more than three pages and seventy floors. His fighting power cannot be said to be overwhelming, but it can basically be said to be at the level of an e-sports pianist.

After closing the webpage, Wang Ergou rubbed his forehead with a headache.

Things have been going badly lately. I can’t do my own media anymore, and there’s no future in writing novels. Do I have no choice but to deliver takeout?

But the threshold for delivering food is a bit high. I can’t even recognize all the roads. Do I have that ability?

After thinking it over, he decided that he still had to make short videos - these days even illiterate people can make short videos with a background of monkeys laughing. The phrase "Don't laugh, hahaha" has been heard so many times that it's a callus. The only thing that has a lower threshold than this is probably just showing off one's butts.

As the spiritual successor of a Sanhe God, Wang Ergou is definitely not ambitious and hardworking.

I change jobs so frequently. When I have some money, I go out to play. When I become broke, I go back to work.

If we have to say, he is luckier than those Sanhe masters, because his family has left him an old and small house in this international metropolis.

Relying on the rent from subletting houses, he can, in a sense, easily pursue his dream, but it is still far from becoming rich overnight.

Moreover, the monthly income of only 800 yuan after subletting made him dream like he was back in high school.