Restart the Flying Age

The three children swayed in Zhonghai for a long time, and left at noon the next day.

Then there was Zhang Huilan who came here with hope.

Just before leaving, I cleaned it for a long time in Tomson Yipin's house. Although the final look was not so tuned, Wu Tao did not stop it.

Wu Tao did not have time to deliver it in person, because the meeting with Lu Yizhi happened in the afternoon.

The team that had been dispatched also hurried home. Wu Tao learned that his family had dispatched the car himself, so he just let it go.

His eyes continued to lightly return to Lu Yizhi in front of him.

Even after drying for a few days, Lu Yizhi still exudes a kind of chattering energy.

"Dear Huaxia Wu, I am sorry that we have not been able to reach a deeper level of recognition and cooperation this time."

"In these days in China Shipping, I have learned more about the semiconductor industry layout you deployed in China Mainland. While I am full of admiration, I feel that you should not squeeze your friend AMD’s for the little profit in front of you. living space."

"After all, AMD has a big living space, and in the future it will always feed back your semiconductor industry, right?"

In this regard, Wu Tao's expression remained unchanged.

Lu Yizhi is not the first collaborator to bluntly disagree, nor will he be the last.

"I admire your burning enthusiasm for the benefit of AMD, but I do not regret the final result at all."

"In your opinion, this may be squeezing AMD’s living space. But in my opinion, this is stimulating the potential of your company. I have to admit that Intel is a strong opponent. If you don’t inspire your company I am very worried that our cooperation will not last long."

Everything has two sides.

It is the best interpretation of this sentence that the two hold each other's words.

Lu Yizhi opened his mouth and was speechless.

In the end, the words are not speculative, even if they continue to talk, it will be futile. Just before the end, Lu Yizhi still asked the last sentence with little hope: "Wu, if one day AMD does not meet your expectations, or even worse, will you lend a hand?"

In this regard, Wu Tao answered without hesitation, which made Lu Yizhi's eyes shine brightly.

But when he heard the content of the answer, Lu Yizhi couldn't help but secretly startled, even cold inside.

"Of course I will, but maybe not in the way you expect."

Zhonghai was in the soft sleeper bound for Jinling.

In the soft sleeper compartment large enough to accommodate four people, only three people entered.

These three are not others, they are Wu Jiang, Fan Zhe and Zhao Fu who have returned from China with great interest.

Zhao Fuban sits right at the small table in front of the window, holding Lotus in his hand and constantly scrolling through the latest news. During this period, a few messages kept popping up from the school group, which came from the Jinda freshman group.

In her upper bunk, Fan Zhe was holding a book of calculus and read it with gusto.

On the upper bunk next to him, Wu Jiang put his hands behind his head, looked at the ceiling, relaxed, and even hummed a song.

Until a faint sigh came from the lower bunk, Wu Jiang turned his head and looked down: "What's the matter, Xiaofu, sighing, it seems that it is me who repeats it, isn't it you?"

Zhao Fu teased mercilessly: "Then why do I think you are so happy, as if you have won five million?"

"I told you that you don't understand it, anyway the gangster understands me!"

Wu Jiang said the phrase'Note the Orphan', completely ignoring Zhao Fu's feelings.

Instead, Fan Zhe dropped the calculus and asked carefully: "So Xiaofu, why on earth are you sighing?"

Zhao Fu held his chin in his hand and said quietly, "I originally expected Xiaojiang to help me and help my sister and Tao. But this time, he didn't dare to show up in front of his brother, so how could he count on it? "

Wu Jiang was suddenly speechless, and he paused for a long time, and said: "My brother is always reasonable, and there is no way to refute it."

"Anyway, you always live in the shadow of your brother."

"As long as I am happy."

"Then help me, help my sister, are you unhappy?"

"No!" Wu Jiang is a straight man after all, and he has no thoughts of stopping, "My sister-in-law is so good, I can't persuade this matter."

"Is my sister not good?"

The two were like machine guns. Once they fought each other, they couldn't stop at all.

At this time, Fan Zhe had only one reaction, and that was to pick up the book and continue to look at himself.

Anyway, they got tired from the noise, so naturally they stopped.

But I didn't expect that this time the flames of war would burn on myself.

"Fan Zhe, you come to judge!" Zhao Fu has stood up, hands on hips, with extraordinary momentum.

"Black eggs, you can only judge you!" Wu Jiang also sat up, so he had no time to give up.

Don't let people live?

Fan Zhe touched his belly, showing a painful look, "Oh, the marinated egg at noon seems to have gone bad, I'm going to have diarrhea..."

After that, he got out of bed and got out of shit.

It's just shit, but at the same time, I don't forget to add calculus.

After a while, I came out of the toilet and was facing Xiao Jiang's back ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Brother, your acting skills have become more and more proficient. "Wu Jiang turned around, and the meticulous words curled up, "I almost believed it." "

Fan Zhe couldn't help complaining, "From now on, between you and Xiaofu, let her be more, and don't make it difficult for me to be a man every time!"

Wu Jiang put an arm on Fan Zhe's shoulder, and said casually, "I know, brother."

Fan Zhe stopped speaking, and he accepted Wu Jiang's attitude.

Only a moment later, he couldn't help but said: "Brother Tao's relationship with women is so good, even if you don't plan to help Xiaofu, don't you worry about Brother Tao at all?"

Wu Jiang shrugged, "Is there anything to worry about? Anyway, our family doesn't have the throne to inherit."

"It's caring, okay?"

"Care?" Wu Jiang laughed blankly, "Black egg, do you think it's our turn to care about my brother?"

Fan Zhe was speechless.

So Wu Jiang a moment later, old-fashioned: "So as a man, you can't be too good. As long as you have a little good, it's fine."

"What's wrong with this." Fan Zhe broke free of his shoulders and walked to the soft sleeping box.

When he returned to the box, Zhao Fu was holding a cell phone in a video chat with sister Nai Zhao Li.

Wu Jiang and Fan Zhe couldn't help but leaned over, waved to say hello.

Immediately afterwards, I listened to Zhao Fu saying to Zhao Li on the other end of the video: "Sister, if you live like this as a strong woman, you won't be able to marry."

Zhao Li's scolding immediately came from the other side of the phone, "Smelly girl, it's itchy, right? Why do you want to worry about me?"

Then the scene was out of control.

Wu Jiang and Fan Zhe looked at each other, watching the flames of war burning through the mobile phone, helpless.

Until Wu Jiang suddenly clutched his stomach and said in pain: "Well, I also have diarrhea."

Fan Zhe got up immediately, "I will accompany you!"