The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Zhao Xiaobai yawned, "I forgot, I just let it go..."

"Look for it!!!" Father Zhao roared, almost tearing down the roof.

The entire Zhao family went into "looking for a contract" mode.

Zhao Xiaobai is an off-site person and has always been out of shape. "Oh...why are you so nervous? The boss won't cheat me. It's only 10 million. If you lose it, just pay it..."

Father Zhao kicked Zhao Xiaobai away: "Go to the side and reflect carefully. Think about where you put the contract! If you can't think of it, you are not allowed to speak!"

After Zhao Xiaobai heard this, he went downstairs to have breakfast and was at leisure.

But when I went downstairs, I realized that no one at home made breakfast at all today!

He had no choice but to drink a large glass of cold water for himself. He felt really unlucky these past two days.

He went to the refrigerator again, found an apple and gnawed it.

After eating the apple, another half hour passed.

When Zhao Xiaobai went upstairs again, he found that the entire Zhao family was shrouded in gloom and misery.

Several people were desperate.

It was like they had arrived at a dragon's treasure and lost the key.

Is there anything more frustrating than this? ! !

"Oh, right……"

Zhao Xiaobai, who had been standing by silently, suddenly spoke up.

As soon as he spoke, he felt a wave of blood rushing towards him in the room.

He swallowed, "I seemed to have drafted something yesterday, it seemed to be a contract..."

Several people rushed towards the desk like wolves and tigers, but Zhao Xiaobai said again, "But I think I will throw it into the trash can after finishing the draft."

Everyone looked at the trash can, which was empty.

The atmosphere was terrifyingly stiff.

…

Several people looked at the contract that was graffitied and torn into pieces on the coffee table, but they seemed to be looking at a great treasure.

Zhao Xiaobai almost got goosebumps when he saw it.

"So what's going on with you guys so early in the morning?"

Father Zhao saw that his son didn't care at all, and sighed deeply, "So... God loves stupid people. It is usually the novices who are the most popular in mahjong. This is the first time to play. God loves me." I just gave you Tianhu, or thirteen.”

Zhao Xiaobai didn't like his father drinking, and he didn't like his mahjong playing.

When he heard this, he gave Father Zhao a big roll of his eyes: "Speak humanly."

Wang Gong on the side explained patiently, "I got the CD last night and watched it. There are several items... no, not several items, hundreds of solutions to core technical problems in memory, not to mention the final items on the CD. Whether the indicated memory of several gigabytes can be realized? Just following those hundreds of technological changes will be enough for our Zhao family to become the first in China in terms of memory, no...the first in the world, no, No, we are leading the entire international market for decades! With these technologies, we will lead the entire international memory market. Within decades, we will be invincible and form a technology monopoly on the outside world!”

Father Zhao felt excited when he heard this, and grabbed his son's collar, "Do you know what this means?"

Zhao Xiaobai asked in a calm tone, "What does it mean?"

"Money, silly son!"

And there is a steady stream of money. Before the technology monopoly is broken, they will always be a seller's market.

Hundreds of technological innovations!

Hundreds of items! !