In the haze, a voice called his name. It sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was, so he ignored it and continued to immerse himself in a warm and comfortable half-dream. After a while, the voice stopped and seemed to chuckle.
"Doudou, wake up, it's time to work."
There may be thousands of people who call him by his first name, but there are only a few who call him by his nickname. This call is like a sharp alarm clock that pierces the torrent of consciousness and wakes him up from his sleep neatly. Chen Yuanming blinked and opened his eyes.
The eye is a pair of peach blossom eyes, which are very close, and even the long eyelashes can be clearly counted. Covered with a light mist.
Who is this? When the question surfaced, the answer came instantly. Chen Yuanming suddenly realized that he was leaning on the other person's body. It was estimated that he had slept for a while, his cheeks were sore, and there was a suspicious wetness at the corner of his mouth.
After being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly sat up straight and wiped his face in embarrassment, "Sorry, Shao Shao, I just accidentally..."
The expression on Xiao Junyi's face did not change, he calmly moved his numb arm, ignoring the small wet marks on it, and winked at Chen Yuanming, "It's not what I said, although we can't turn." Brother' this level, but being called Shao Shao is too outrageous, let's change it."
The other party's tone was very relaxed, and his expression was very casual. Chen Yuanming's head just woke up and he didn't fully wake up. His hands froze on his face. Who is it called?"
The uncle always called Xiaoyi, and the mother called Junjun. This kid really talks to their peers. Being turned against the First Army, Xiao Junyi raised his eyebrows and leaned on the sand, "Just call him Junyi, no one calls this."
This is the truth. The family name will not be so rigid. Outsiders are Xiao Shao and President Xiao. No matter how close you are, you have to call Brother Yi. Very few people will call him by his first name. Calling him, Xiao Junyi couldn't help but feel a little complacent in his heart.
However, when the words reached Chen Yuanming's ears, it was a little weird. He looked at the other party calmly, but couldn't see anything unusual on his face, Chen Yuanming couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, this guy doesn't look like a crook, should it be an unintentional remark? Since it is unintentional, there is nothing to be hypocritical. He smiled slightly, "Then it is better to be respectful than to obey."
With such a joke, the embarrassment just now was swept away, Chen Yuanming raised his wrist and looked at the watch, "How long have I slept, am I late?"
"It's only an hour, and Anxin's meeting is still 10 minutes away. Don't be in a hurry." Slowly stretched, Xiao Junyi handed back the PHS in his hand, "How long have you been sleepless? , Why did you fall asleep while you were talking?"
Reaching out to take the PHS, the tentacles were warm. Chen Yuanming only felt that the metal casing of the fuselage had a warm warmth, and he didn't know how long he had been holding his hand. The department's meeting, you know..."
I really don't know. Xiao Junyi didn't believe this explanation at all, not to mention the slightly sallow complexion, even the dark circles under his eyes were boiled out, and the eyes were bloodshot. After thinking about it, he changed the subject, "Actually, there is nothing major about Anxin, the main master has come back to preside over the overall situation, you should take a rest, go to rest, I'll give my uncle a message. It's just what you said just now. The thing about handwriting and phonebooks…”
"What?" Chen Yuanming suddenly interrupted the other party and asked in surprise, "What did I just say?"
"Why, are you sleepy?" Xiao Junyi laughed, "Didn't you just say that there is a company in the United States that has already started researching this technology, but I can't hear the name clearly, what is the name of the company? You also said that handwriting is more suitable for Chinese Model, suitable for promotion in China... ”
This time Chen Yuanming has completely woken up. When Xiao Junyi mentioned handwriting input just now, he couldn't help but think that he said something nonsense when he was unconscious, such as having used a smartphone. come out. When he heard that it was a company that studies handwriting input, he remembered that he had indeed heard Jonathan mention this in the previous paragraph. , he remembered curiously.
Sure enough, Chen Yuanming smiled, "It's called 'go', it was merged with other companies two years ago, and it was closed completely recently, because the technical research funds are too high and the practical value is not too big, it is not popular in the European and American markets. I'm optimistic. At that time, I thought that if the handwriting input method is put in China, it may have higher practical value. The current Wubi font is too troublesome to learn and is not conducive to promotion. The recently appeared smart aBc also uses pinyin. The penetration rate among people is too low, if there is a suitable handwriting input tool, it will be very useful, whether it is on the computer or on the mobile phone.”
The reasoning in the words is clear, but Xiao Junyi is still sensitive to the slightest surprise and hesitation of the other party, is he worried that he has lost his sleep and revealed some business secrets? This heart is too heavy... A little funny, but also a little helpless, Xiao Junyi's eyes swept over the other's tired figure, and sighed softly, "Yuanming, have you been pushing yourself too hard recently? Making money is important. , but you can't ignore your health. How old are you now, so you don't have to rush like this? You are full of work, and you even worry about people who are not your own. You have to give us old people a way to survive..."
The words were a little teasing, and the original intention was to comfort, but Chen Yuanming's heart trembled slightly, his hand involuntarily clenched the PHS that still had some body temperature, but he said lightly, "It's just that the stalls are a bit big recently, It should be good after the new year, the opportunity is rare, and you can't miss it."
In Xiao Junyi's ears, these words were somewhat perfunctory, but deep in Chen Yuanming's heart, it was the truth without any discount. A rare opportunity. It is now 1995. From 1995-2ooo, in the history he is familiar with, how many opportunities await him, not to mention the international copper futures next year, and the Asian financial crisis in 1997? What about the dotcom bubble in 1999? Even further, the economy took off again in 2oo3... He really doesn't have much time. As of April 2oo8, his foresight only has 13 years left, and the greater the impact on the market in the early stage, The more difficult it is to ensure that things in your memory will be reproduced as they are.
He has already gained too much from that God-given prophet. According to Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs Theory, he has long passed the level of satisfying physiological needs and finding social values. With food and clothing, wealth and status, praise and respect will only increase, but when the eyes are removed from the self and the closed family, something called ambition is born in the body.
Over the years, he has experienced and seen too many things, including the hardworking people who are struggling at the bottom of the society, the pioneers who struggled but failed, and the giants of high-rollers who will make waves in the future. While climbing to a higher level step by step, his vision is broadening, and he is attracted by this big era and those tide-seekers who are breaking the wind and waves, and imperceptibly. Meng Lisheng's story, Lin Xuewen's choice, Song Lao's emotion, Lin's remarks, and the threats and persecution of scum like Jiang Tao... Bit by bit condensed into a greater force, making him want to do his best Do your best to change everything around you, no longer a small family, no longer a simple company, but let this country and the whole world be moved by it.
For this goal, the pressure he bears is naturally increasing rapidly. He has a lot of things, but time is not always on his side. The sense of urgency made him try his best to use all the time he could use to master those certain existences and learn those things he didn't know before. Driven by such a powerful driving force, how could he not move forward and enjoy wealth and wealth in peace
Maybe it would be good to get through the first three or five years. With a sigh in his heart, Chen Yuanming opened the car door, "Okay, anyway, I'm also an Anxin shareholder, it's always right to listen to the meeting..."
However, after opening the door and seeing the scene outside, he suddenly froze and stopped. Due to the fog on the car window just now, he really didn't notice the scenery outside. Now that the sky is no longer cloudy, the blue and tranquility has been restored, and the air is a little fresher. Outside the car door is an expanse of pure white, and the entire parking lot has been covered by heavy snow. The snowflakes piled softly on the ground, a few inches deep, but there were not even a single footprint or rut around, and it was as clean as the snow when you got up in the morning.
Standing on the road, Chen Yuanming turned his head to look at the roof of the car. Because there was no shelter, the snow on the roof was almost as thick as the ground, and it looked a bit funny to accumulate there. At this time, Xiao Junyi also got out of the car from the other side, and he smiled when he saw the scenery outside, "Hey, the snow is quite thick, Ruixue Zhaofengnian. Haven't you been here before? The conference room is on the east side, follow me. Come."
There was no reluctance or intention to be heard in the cheerful voice of the other party. In fact, the car had already arrived, and the snow was probably falling for a long time, but he never woke him up. Chen Yuanming's footsteps paused for a while, and he didn't say anything, closely following the pace of the other party. The two walked side by side in the snow, leaving two lines of deep and shallow footprints.
(Anti-suction segmentation, end of this chapter)