"Where?" Fu Jingyu said, "We are still far away, but we will keep working hard."
Fruit mobile phones occupy a large market and have a large number of loyal fans.
Although HD is a leader in the domestic mobile phone market, its real rival is still abroad.
The level of foreign technology has always been very developed, and it is not so easy to catch up.
Huo's father said: "I like how you look so humble and hard-working. Do it well and let people from other countries see it. We Chinese can also make good things."
Fu Jingyu nodded, "Yes."
This is also the common goal of him and Gu Chonglin.
No matter what they do, the only thing they will never forget is that they are Chinese, and it is the responsibility of every Chinese to win glory for the country.
Huo's father said: "your mobile phone, bring it back for me to use."
"Okay." Fu Jingyu said, "I'll bring it to you next time."
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A week later, Huo Zhendong and Mu Shiqi moved out of the Huo family and moved into the villa in Qinglong Bay.
The brothers went over to celebrate for them, and Ye Fanxing and Fu Jingyu also went over.
In the bedroom where Fu Jingyu lived before, Huo Zhendong didn't let Zhong Qi move. He renovated his own bedroom, and it became his and Mu Shiqi's bedroom. It was very new and warm.
Next door, there is a baby room for the unborn baby.
This villa has a warm feeling in an instant.
Ye Fanxing followed Mu Shiqi, looked at the whole house, and said, "Zhong Qi's work is quite reliable! It's completely different from what I saw last time."
Zhong Qi laughed from behind: "I've always been very reliable, okay? Second sister-in-law, you look down on me."
"Yes, yes, you are amazing."
Ye Fanxing turned around again. When he went downstairs, he saw several other people in the living room, but not Fu Jingyu and Huo Zhendong.
Ye Fanxing asked, "Where's Mr. Fu?"
Jiang Hangzhi took a look, but didn't see the two, and said irresponsibly, "I guess where to go to get a foundation."
Fu Jingyu, Huo Zhendong, Ji Mingyuan are all in the side hall next door at the moment, the door of the side hall is closed, Huo Zhendong's clothes are taken off, and Ji Mingyuan is helping him change his dressing.
Huo Zhendong sat there without saying a word, only his face would show pain from time to time because of the wound.
Ji Mingyuan said: "You are also very dead, and the injury is not serious."
"It's okay." Huo Zhendong said nonchalantly, "Even if my arm is broken, I won't dislike me when I come back to Seventeen."
"..." Ji Mingyuan gave him a roll of eyes, "Look at your pride, do you really wish you had lost your arm?"
Fu Jingyu sat on the side, watching this scene, very quiet and did not speak.
I can't help but think of the time when I was hurt before...
Although it has been a long, long time, when I think about it now, sometimes it still feels unreal.
There will be an illusion, as if his legs are still useless.
I remember that at that time, he often woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the toilet, but found that his legs couldn't move at all, and he didn't know how to describe the despair in his heart.
Ji Mingyuan finished changing the medicine for Huo Zhendong, raised his head to look at President Fu, and said, "It seems like you are looking for you outside the door!"
"..." Fu Jingyu looked back.
Just swept through the closed door, and the next second, Ye Fanxing opened the door and came in.
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