Reborn Millennial Gamer

Chapter 163 With the knife in hand, come to China to hunt down the broken dog

On a winter night, the moon flickers in the misty dark clouds.

The moonlight shines into the glass patio, and in the rest hall of the bathhouse with five beams, young and old from Yanjing are sitting on reclining boxes.

Groups of old men have just soaked their heads in the water, talking about the mountains and playing chess, while the back rubbing master is skillfully beating and rubbing.

Lu Fei was wrapped in a bath towel, lying on a slightly thin bed, and just put down the phone after making a call.

Tang Danian said that Huang Bo agreed to sign in the Han and Tang Dynasties without hesitation, and the one sign was for 5 years.

He recommended the role of the melon farmer in the watermelon stall of "Guaranteed Cooking", but when he thought of Huang Bo's bald killer in "No Man's Land", he was full of gangsters and absolutely ruthless, and he played "Feng Biao" was also quite good.

Think about Sun Honglei stroking Huang Bo's head and saying, "You're useless if I give you a chance", this picture is so beautiful.

Proper screen classic!
After the role was finalized, Lu Yun, who was sitting next to him, came over and handed over the Erguotou glass, "Come on, second child, let me have a drink with my brother."

Lu Fei took it, and the two brothers clinked a glass, drinking the wine in a gentle manner, leisurely, drinking and eating the food and drinks.

Fried peanuts, sauced beef, mixed pig ears, authentic!
In the ears, there are laughter and cursing from bathmates everywhere, talking about the past and the present, and the topics that fill this room are high-end and three vulgar.

"Look now, the traffic in Yanjing is getting more and more congested!" Liu Neng waved his arms, and kept sticking his index finger in front of the Fifth Uncle's eyes, and the saliva star also "followed up".

The fifth uncle was calm and composed, and asked: "Then you have no money, who would not want to buy a car if you have money?"

The slightly thin bed board trembled slightly during the dispute between the two, and the sound penetrated the water vapor permeating the air, and surrounded the spacious bathroom changing room, accompanied by lingering sounds.

Lu Fei patted his thigh comfortably, enjoying the fun of the bathhouse. At this moment, the phone buzzed and vibrated.

"What's the matter, old deer?"

"Mr. Lu, the domain name has been preempted by a person from Zhengxing Banner who is in the video business." Lu Huateng seemed hurt, and his tone was low.

Lu Fei said generously: "Hey, I thought why, I just bought it."

Lu Huateng said helplessly: "He has listed 250 million US dollars in the domain name market, and he has not accepted the counter-offer."

"Don't be disappointed first, you are now a typical caring and chaotic, worrying about gains and losses, it is easy to fall into passiveness."

Lu Fei has squatted so many domain names, and he understands the mentality of the squatted people too well, because he often hurts (cheats) them (cheats) and cheats them out of experience.

He comforted him by saying that the Internet in the United States has not yet recovered from the bubble, and the value of domain names has shrunk significantly, and they are not worth the price long ago. Otherwise, no one would buy them after hanging up for so long.

Lu Huateng asked suspiciously, "But how can we bargain?"

"I'll help you with this matter. I'm very good at getting back more than a thousand provincial, city and county-level domain names from foreigners."

After Lu Fei hung up the phone, he made an international long-distance call to Wang Dawei in the United States. It was still an old routine and a familiar operation.

At this time, it was night in Yanjing, but it was daytime in New York.

After Wang Dawei received it, he quietly sent a letter to the Zhengxing Banner man in his own name.

Unexpectedly, in the past 2 hours, I received a reply just before I got off work. It was clearly 250 million dollars in the public domain name market, but I was fighting for the price difference of 1 dollars in private.

Speaking of the end, 6 dollars, almost 50 RMB, put [QQ.com] into the bag.

"It's done!"

He clapped his hands, kicked his legs, sat on the swivel chair and turned around a few times, when the secretary's voice came from the landline——

MIH CEO Cus Baker summoned.

Compared with the trivial matter of winning the domain name, a more important matter entrusted to him by Lu Fei finally came to fruition.

It was not easy to invite Thomas Friedman to China.

This journalist has a high profile and a high status. He is both a columnist and a best-selling author for The New York Times. He has won the Pulitzer Prize for journalism three times.

The invitation letter from a small shrimp like myself, even in the name of the MIH headquarters, has been repeated over and over again.

"Baker, any good news?"

"Yeah, Thomas promised to see you."

Baker shook Mediterranean's head, "But I don't understand why you and Huaxia Lu are so obsessed with inviting him to Huaxia. If you want to publish a book, MIH has enough professional editors who can help."

"He didn't say."

Wang Dawei shook out the speculation that he had thought about for a long time.

The "New York Times" is the most high-end newspaper benchmark in the United States. Let the leader Thomas Friedman do it. With his fame and platform blessing, it is difficult for the book to sell well.

The traditional publishing industry not only pursues sales profits, but also regards "influence" as an indicator of success.

If the two work together, not only Lu Fei himself, but also the influence of Feigo.com and Penguin in the United States and the world will be two grades.

Baker thinks it is very reasonable and has a lot of money.

"This is indeed a good idea, but can you convince him, you only have 1 chance, 1 time!"

"I didn't convince him, it was Lu!"

Wang Dawei smiled and waved the faxed manuscript in his hand.

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Near the "New York Times" building, there was a rush of people.

Sitting in Starbucks, Thomas Friedman did not look at Wang Dawei directly opposite him, not because of arrogance, but because of anger.

My mailbox was "bombed" by him and MIH with 2 invitation letters a day over and over again, and finally got annoyed, so I gave it a chance.

"Okay, you see me, you have time for a cup of coffee."

"My intentions for coming are all in the mail."

Wang Dawei said bluntly: "There is a great business figure in Huaxia who wants to invite you to Yanjing, and he wants to talk to you about some ideas and knowledge."

"Oh, you mentioned 'Lu' in the email."

Thomas Friedman took a sip of coffee casually, "China's 'Bill Gates', China's 'Jeff Bezos', have China's Internet wizards like Amazon and MSN."

"yep!"

Wang Dawei took out a stack of manuscripts and put them on the table.

There is only one catchy title on the first page, "The World Is Flat".

Thomas Friedman was immediately attracted by the weird title of "The World is Flat", but then shook his head, not only because he looked down on Chinese people, but also because the books of Chinese authors had no gimmicks.

Most importantly, can a book written by a businessman speak from his heart?
The whole article is farting, my heart is full of business, cheap!

Especially "The Art of the Deal", which turned out to be a bestseller, just a real estate agent like a clown!

He glanced at ten lines with contempt, and when he saw "globalization", he became more contemptuous, but after reading a few pages, his face suddenly became serious.

Slowly, five lines at a glance, one line at a time, until the end, I didn’t want to miss a single punctuation mark, and even turned back the previous random reading, and read it again seriously.

What I have seen and heard for many years, I can almost find a suitable point of view in the manuscript, just like a foot wearing a shoe of the right size, the inspiration is constantly activated and springs up.

However, it was cool to read, and when I saw the last page, I saw that the last paragraph read:

"In this chapter, I describe how I found out that the world is flattening, and in the next chapter I will discuss how the world is flattening."

Why is it broken in this place?
Thomas Friedman couldn't help cursing softly. He was full of thoughts about "how the world became flat", and looked up:

"What about the next chapter? What about the other manuscripts?"

"I only have this one chapter, and I can only go to Huaxia to ask him for the rest."

Wang Dawei glanced at Thomas Friedman's cup of coffee with sly eyes. After taking the first sip, he didn't move again. He was fascinated by it.

"Aside from a few hiccups with the wording, the perspective on globalization is novel."

Thomas Friedman adjusted his mood and regained his calm. The idea of ​​meeting Lu Fei in Huaxia came into his mind, and the more times he read through it, the less clear the idea would be if he didn't see the previous side.

Is this the feeling of chasing more?
He said, "I can go to Huaxia with you to meet this Lu."

"Thomas, I guarantee that when you see Lu, you will definitely find this trip to China worthwhile!"

Wang Dawei was immediately elated, and looked at Lu Fei even more differently, allowing Thomas Friedman to pursue his studies and chase him to Huaxia——

Niubi~
(End of this chapter)