Before The College Entrance Examination, 20 Years Later, I Sent A Text Message

The middle-aged Chen Yu sent a video call request to his 18-year-old self. The video was quickly connected, and the face of 18-year-old Chen Yu appeared on the phone screen.

For a while, neither of them spoke, and both looked at each other, as if they wanted to see how much the other party had changed during this time.

Middle-aged Chen Yu noticed that the 18-year-old self in the video had darkened skin color, but his energy was better than before, and his eyes were shining brightly.

The 18-year-old Chen Yu noticed that the middle-aged Chen Yu's calm temperament was better than before, and also noticed that the bookshelf behind the middle-aged Chen Yu looked more atmospheric, and the living conditions seemed to be better than the previous time and space.

"Have you encountered any difficulties recently?"

18-year-old Chen Yu asked aloud.

Middle-aged Chen Yu flashed through his mind what he had experienced since he came to this time and space. He couldn't help but sigh and sighed: "It seems that I shouldn't have let you watch that video last time. Jiang Wenwen's despair is my fault, I ruined your yearning for love."

18-year-old Chen Yu frowned slightly, and his eyes were a little puzzled, "What do you mean? You used to want me to break up with her, but now I really break up with her, you tell me this again? What do you want from me?"

Middle-aged Chen Yu smiled bitterly, "I don't want to make you do anything, I just want to say that Jiang Wenwen is Jiang Wenwen, she is not a good match, it does not mean that all women in the world are not, you can't go to extremes."

18-year-old Chen Yu was sitting in a hotel room at this time, listening to himself say this 20 years later, his brows were even tighter, and his expression was a little unpleasant, "Can we stop talking about women? I'm not interested in dating now. I have no interest anymore, I just want to make money and have a career, and when we make enough money and the career is booming, are we afraid that there will be no women?"

Middle-aged Chen Yu sighed in his heart when he saw his 18-year-old self say this.

Secret thought: Sure enough, this guy is no longer interested in dating, and his thoughts on women have become that as long as he has money, there will be no shortage of women.

No wonder he will become a famous prodigal son in the future.

After a few seconds of silence, middle-aged Chen Yu decided to tell him the truth, "When I first came to this time and space, 'I' was not married, and there were at least hundreds of women who had slept with women from all over the world. There are many rich and young men in China. , have become 'I''s successor, and the whole world knows 'I' is a prodigal son, an unmarried family."

After a pause, his eyes flashed, and he added: "My parents are disappointed, and my grandma is also very disappointed."

18-year-old Chen Yu: "???"

18-year-old Chen Yu frowned and looked at middle-aged Chen Yu with a suspicious look, "What are you saying? I... 20 years later, will I become a sea king? Have slept with hundreds of women?"

Middle-aged Chen Yu nodded silently.

18-year-old Chen Yu's expression became a little exciting.

Although he doesn't believe in love and doesn't yearn for marriage, at this time, he has not yet become the ideal of Sea King.

Therefore, he was skeptical of what the middle-aged Chen Yu just said.

He is thinking about the possibility of becoming a sea king in the future with his current state of mind?

He found that it seemed possible.

If his wealth continues to expand rapidly, with his current state of mind that he does not want to fall in love or get married, there will definitely be no fewer women he has slept with in the future.

After a long silence, he suddenly asked, "You said just now that there are all kinds of women I've slept with in the future, not even black people, right?"

When he asked this question, a dark woman who could be invisible at night without turning on the light appeared in his mind, and his heart suddenly felt a little shivering.

Under his anxious gaze, the middle-aged Chen Yu in the phone nodded slightly.

18-year-old Chen Yu's face suddenly turned pale.

He couldn't believe that his own tastes would become so heavy in the future.

"Impossible! You lied to me! I can't like black ones!"

He retorted flatly.

However, the middle-aged Chen Yu sighed: "Under normal circumstances, you don't like black people, but...you are very curious. Once you were curious..."

He did not continue to say the latter, but 18-year-old Chen Yu already understood what he meant.

Out of curiosity, try the black one?

He still felt impossible, and shook his head again and again, "Impossible! You lied to me!"

The middle-aged Chen Yu had no interest in arguing with him about this, smiled and changed the subject, "Anyway, if you don't want your parents and grandma to be disappointed in you in the future, I hope that when you should get married in the future, you still get married. Get married, have a son and a half daughter, don’t spend too much time, think about it!”

18-year-old Chen Yu made up his mind and suddenly asked, "Then who do you want me to marry in the future? The Jiang Xiu you like?"

Middle-aged Chen Yu frowned slightly. Over the past year, he has experienced a lot of time and space, and he has realized one thing - his preferences today are completely different from those of himself 20 years ago. The woman he likes may not be liked by him 20 years ago. , Moreover, it is useless for him to force it, and sometimes force it, but it backfires.

So, after pondering for a moment, he smiled lightly, "This is up to you! You can get in touch with Jiang Xiu more to see if you like her too. If you really don't like her, I won't force it. What I can tell you is ... Jiang Xiu and Tang Hongjie are both good wives."

18-year-old Chen Yu raised his brows slightly, "What? Tang Hongjie? Do you like her now?"

Middle-aged Chen Yu did not deny it, smiled and nodded.

18-year-old Chen Yu raised his head and pinched his eyebrows, his mind was a little messed up by middle-aged Chen Yu.

After thinking about it, he decided not to talk about the topic of love. "What about career? Who do you think can be trusted in the field of career? Are you trustworthy?"

Middle-aged Chen Yu: "Cen Rou can be trusted."

After a pause, a few cronies from the "self" in the previous time and space flashed in his mind.

Then he added: "Hou Jingmin and Han Bifei should be trustworthy."

In the last time and space, Hou Jingmin was arranged by "Chen Yu" to be the person in charge of Huizhou Mansion.

And Han Bifei is "Chen Yu"'s right-hand man to deal with all kinds of things that are not on the table.

"Cen Rou? Hou Jingmin? Han Bifei?"

18-year-old Chen Yu is a little puzzled, because he and that Cen Rou have only met once, and the girl seems to be still in middle school. As for junior high school? Still in high school, he doesn't know yet.

As for the names Hou Jingmin and Han Bifei, he had no impression at all, and he didn't remember knowing these two people at all.

The middle-aged Chen Yu calmly talked about Cen Rou's work ability and work attitude, and briefly explained the information and expertise of Hou Jingmin and Han Bifei.

After saying this, he glanced at the rain that was still falling outside the window.

"Let's talk about gossip first! Recently I have collected some medical patents and drug formulas, and the information has been sorted out. Now that the signal of our contact is good, I will transmit it to you as soon as possible. One of them is a drug for the prevention of Alzheimer's disease. Formula, you can produce it as soon as possible, and give it to grandma, and you can figure out the rest."

When 18-year-old Chen Yu heard medical patents and drug formulas, his eyes suddenly lit up and he straightened his waist subconsciously, "Okay! Very good! Then you quickly pass it to me, by the way, is there a lot of information? If there is too much information, remember Send it to me several times, the memory of our phone is not large, if you send too much at one time, the phone may not be able to save it."

The middle-aged Chen Yu smiled slightly, "Don't worry! I have thought about your concerns for a long time, so I came to the study early tonight to contact you, and I am ready to spend one night sending you those things slowly. Patents and formulas, only one kind of patent or formula is sent at a time, and every time you receive one, you have to quickly transfer it to the computer, and we have to cooperate well."

18-year-old Chen Yu nodded again and again, "Okay! Yes! Let's start now?"

Middle-aged Chen Yu hummed, "Then I'll hang up first."

18-year-old Chen Yu gave him an ok sign.

After the video call ended, middle-aged Chen Yu began to connect the Qianyu mobile phone in his hand to the laptop in front of him with a data cable.

Then, from the computer, copy the data one by one and send it to the 18-year-old self one by one.

Every time the two send a piece of information, they communicate on WeChat once.

On his side, he wanted to make sure that his 18-year-old self had transferred the data he just received to the computer.

Time passed quietly, and the middle-aged Chen Yu, who kept repeating the sending of materials, couldn't help but sigh: If only the functions of this Qianyu mobile phone were more powerful, even if it had 20g of memory!

When he regretted that the Qianyu mobile phone was not functioning and the memory was too small, the 18-year-old Chen Yu opposite also had such regrets.

The difference is that, limited by the technology and vision of the times, 18-year-old Chen Yu regrets that the memory of Qianyu mobile phone is much smaller than that of his recent iPhone, which has 1g of memory.

And middle-aged Chen Yu is used to having 50g, or even 200g, or 500g of memory in mobile phones. In comparison, the memory of Qianyu mobile phone is pitifully small.

——If I can send my current mobile phone technology to my 18-year-old self, I should be able to dominate the world in the mobile phone industry soon at the age of 18, right?

Well, compared to investing in stocks, if I can quickly occupy the market in the mobile phone industry 20 years ago and become the world's No. 1, then even if it is not the richest Chinese, the state's support and protection for me will definitely be a lot bigger, right?

Middle-aged Chen Yu flashed these thoughts in his mind.

Squinting his eyes, he picked up another mobile phone and dialed Cen Rou's number.

"Brother Yu, what's the matter?"

Cen Rou's voice came.

Chen Yu: "Xiaorou, give you three hours to help me collect various mobile phone production technologies in the past 20 years as soon as possible. I want both hardware and software. I think that apart from the most cutting-edge technologies, Other outdated technologies should not be difficult to collect at present, you should hurry up and try it! Remember, after three hours, be sure to send me all the information you have collected."

Cen Rou: "???" Cen Rou must be a question mark on her forehead at this time.

Chen Yu had asked her to buy a lot of various medical patents and drug formulas, and now she probably knows what he wants to do, and can barely understand it.

But tonight he suddenly asked her to collect nearly 20 years of mobile phone technology, without the need for the latest technology, and to collect it within 3 hours.

What is he trying to do? Outdated mobile phone production technology, what is the value of collecting?

Is he a collector?

Wouldn't one day let her help collect the stockings worn by beauties?

"Brother Yu, can I ask, what do you want to do when you collect these technologies?"

I want you to use a better phone!

Chen Yu didn't say this, but said, "I'll explain this to you later, time is running out, hurry up and gather people to collect it together!"

In 3 hours, he estimated that he was still sending information to himself 20 years ago. At that time, he could also send the technical information of mobile phone production collected by Cen Rou. It should be in time.

At this moment, he was a little worried that in the process of transmitting these data, will there be a sudden change in time and space?

If the data here has not been transmitted, and the changes in time and space will appear, then so many data he prepared in advance will inevitably be wasted.

That would be a shame.

Fortunately, the night he collected and sent the college entrance examination papers and answers to his 17-year-old self last year, he also worked on it for a long time. Before that time, the change of time and space did not appear until he finished sending the papers and answers.

"Okay! Brother Yu, I see."

After Cen Rou finished speaking, she hung up the call first.

...

year 2013.

On the side of 18-year-old Chen Yu, his Qianyu mobile phone is also connected to his laptop at this time, and he is constantly cutting and pasting the data sent by himself at the age of 38 from the memory of the mobile phone to the hard disk of the laptop. .

He had just come to Pengcheng two days ago to rescue a female doctor on the death list, so he stayed at the hotel tonight. In fact, he spent half of the summer vacation on his way to save people.

The 38-year-old himself had too many names on the death list given to him.

Sometimes, he wondered whether he would annoy the King of Yama one day if he kept robbing people from the King of Hell like this?

If there really is a king of hell.

Will the Lord of Hell send someone to directly detain Chen Yu's soul?

However, this was just a thought when he was bored.

He doesn't believe in ghosts.

Moreover, at the age of 18, when he was not afraid of the sky and the earth, what happened to robbing people from the Lord of Hell? I didn't snatch ghosts with Lord Yama.

Besides, what he is doing now with his 38-year-old self is to extend the lifespan of the entire human race. How can he be afraid of this and that when he does such a meaningful and important thing?

The night is getting deeper.

Chen Yu, who is getting more and more sleepy, invites Red Bull to help.

After drinking a can of Red Bull, the effect is good at first, but after that, it is basically not much different from drinking boiled water.

Fortunately, at 3 am, 38-year-old Chen Yu finally transmitted the last data.

When 18-year-old Chen Yu cut and pasted the data into the hard drive of his laptop, the middle-aged Chen Yu sent a message: "The data has been transferred, by the way, I forgot to tell you just now, there is a lot of data behind, all It is the technical data of mobile phone production in the next 20 years, including hard disk and software, excluding the latest technology. You can use these technologies to do business and produce mobile phones. If you can achieve the number one mobile phone sales in the world, I think At that time, you and I will no longer need the support of nobles, because we have become nobles ourselves."

18-year-old Chen Yu was stunned after reading the text message.

Even giving away the next 20 years of mobile phone production technology? Also includes both hardware and software?

Be your own boss?

Before he could regain his senses, 38-year-old Chen Yu sent another sentence: "I almost forgot to tell you that not long ago, Xu Tianxing's father, Xu Youwen, was sacked, and the old man you rescued earlier. National Day, he passed away a few years ago, after his death, the Hou family gradually alienated us, so let’s just say, now I have no nobles.”

18-year-old Chen Yu: "???"

The 18-year-old Chen Yu's expression changed slightly, and he finally understood why the 38-year-old himself had just let him do business. I hope he can become the world's number one in mobile phone sales.

It turns out that noble people can't rely on them for a long time, and there will be times when they need to face the world alone.

Yes!

It is better to rely on oneself than to rely on others.

If I can build a company as large and influential as Apple, then I will be a national hero, who would dare to touch me?

"okay, I get it."

This is what he replied to his 38-year-old self.

He thought that the conversation was almost over tonight, but unexpectedly, 38-year-old Chen Yu sent another text message.

"There is one more thing, I thought about it and decided to tell you. Xie Junyan, the young owner of Yingshan Film and Television Company, has a strong revenge mentality. If you have never had a grudge against him, forget it. , For example, if you sleep with the woman he likes, then you must do it first, otherwise he really dares to hire a murderer to kill, and last month, he hired someone to kill Jiang Rongguang."

18-year-old Chen Yu was a little surprised.

Young owner of Yingshan Film and Television Company? Xie Junyan?

Who is it?

There was no such person in his mind at all.

But since the 38-year-old himself reminded him so, he also remembered the name.

Xie Junyan, right?

Dare to hire a murderer?

The guts are fat!

I have to look back and investigate this person's information to see who the woman this guy likes?

Look at the meaning of this text... I will sleep with this woman Xie Junyan likes in the future?

Yingshan Film and Television Company, although Chen Yu had never heard of it, but even with his knees, he knew that the woman the young owner of a film and television company liked was definitely not bad.

Absolutely a beauty.

He was a little curious about how beautiful that woman was.

However, it was too late at night, and he was too sleepy, so he ended the conversation with himself at the age of 38, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then went to bed.

However, after taking a shower just now, his brain became awake again, but he couldn't sleep.

Although he closed his eyes, his mind was thinking uncontrollably.

For example: I now have so many medical patents and drug formulas in my hands, how should I use them? With the little money I have now, I have to continue to make money in the stock market. If I invest in a pharmaceutical company now, it would be a bit too much of a loss.

And, even if I invest in a pharmaceutical company, how am I supposed to come up with those patents and formulas? How to explain the origin of these technologies?

The 38-year-old I said that we must produce drugs to prevent Alzheimer's disease as soon as possible and give them to my grandmother. It is indeed necessary to do this as soon as possible, but it is easier said than done.

Not only must we be able to reasonably explain the source of the drug formula, but also the production line of the pharmaceutical factory. In addition, we also need a lot of manpower, and we must also need professionals responsible for pharmaceutical production...

The more he thought about it, the more problems he had. In the end, he felt that he needed to find some helpers for himself as soon as possible.

Then he thought of Cen Rou, Hou Jingmin and Han Bifei who he mentioned at the age of 38.

It's just that Cen Rou is still young and hasn't even gone to university, so she definitely won't be able to use it now.

I don't know what happened to Jingmin and Han Bifei then? The 38-year-old I mentioned about the two people...they are about the same age as me.

no! These two people are so young, they are definitely not useful now.

You have to find another way to help.

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