King of Technology: A Fresh Start in 1983

Suddenly, the line in front of them broke down.

Many people ran towards the entrance of the business department.

He Fan quickly darted to a corner of the street garden, grabbed someone at random, and asked, "What happened?"

The man angrily said to He Fan, "Are you deaf?! Didn't you hear them say they're sold out?!"

Sold out?!

He Fan was immediately startled!

Only then did I notice someone repeatedly shouting through a megaphone, "Sold out! Sold out! Stop queuing! Stop queuing!"

He immediately realized something was wrong!

Five million subscription forms, distributed across three hundred outlets, mean that each outlet has at least ten thousand forms.

Each person is required to buy ten tickets, and those in the first thousand are almost guaranteed to get one.

The last person he hired was ranked ninety-fifth, and there were only about three hundred people behind him.

How come they sold out so soon after I bought my first batch and was ready to line up for the second?

The crowd gathered at the entrance of the sales department, shouting and cursing, vowing to find out who got in through connections.

But the iron gate was already firmly closed, and the police and armed police kept trying to dissuade them.

In the end, the angry people had no choice but to disperse one by one.

Seeing this, He Fan could only wave to the "employees" who were queuing up: "You can all leave now! This deal is done, thank you all for your hard work!"

Several people sighed and said, "We thought we could earn another hundred..."

He Fan helplessly shrugged, "Yeah, I thought I could buy some more watches. I didn't expect this!"

"However, now that we've met, it must be fate. If there's an opportunity to cooperate in the future, I'll contact you again."

Although the exhausted people were somewhat disheartened, they were also pleased to think about how they had earned two hundred yuan in two days.

At that moment, He Fan felt someone tugging at his clothes. He looked and saw it was the little girl. Only then did he realize that he hadn't given her the money yet.

He quickly took out a hundred yuan and handed it to her. The little girl took the money but didn't leave, staring at him with her big, bright eyes.

He Fan immediately understood!

Thinking about the little girl who has been following me around for the past two days, she can be considered my first personal full-time assistant in my life.

He then took out another hundred yuan and handed it to her.

The little girl happily took the money, turned around, and skipped off to chase after her fellow villager.

He Fan watched the departing "employee" and took a few steps when he suddenly felt something strange under his feet.

He looked down and exclaimed, "Damn it!"

The soles of my shoes were covered in poop!

It must be the result of his stepping into the park.

He felt so nauseous he almost vomited!

He grumbled and rubbed the soles of his shoes on the curb for a long time.

Then they continued shuffling along the concrete ground towards the hotel.

Just as He Fan had predicted, many people checked out of their hotel rooms after the show ended.

He asked for a single room.

I used that Pengcheng ID card again to check in at the hotel front desk.

The girl at the front desk stared at him, looked him up and down a few times, but didn't ask anything before returning his ID card.

Upon entering the room, He Fan first checked his RMB, ID card, and subscription form.

Next, get ready to take a good, refreshing shower.

As he took off his clothes and went into the bathroom, he was thinking that he would make a long-distance call to Zhan Yiling after he finished showering, and then go out to have something to eat.

I had just finished showering and was about to brush my teeth when the room phone rang.

He Fan assumed the receptionist needed something, so he quickly walked out of the restroom and answered the phone.

A sweet, coquettish female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sir, are you alone?"

He Fan felt a little confused and subconsciously hummed in agreement.

"Then... shall I go upstairs and keep you company?"

The voice on the other end of the phone immediately softened a bit.

He Fan's heart suddenly started racing!

Could this be...?

The infamous hotel nuisance calls?

Over the years, He Fan had heard that the outside world was incredibly colorful and diverse…

But he remained unmoved!

Because he only has Zhan Yiling in his heart, Zhan Yiling is his whole world.

After a moment of contemplation, He Fan suddenly blurted out, as if possessed, "You...know me?"

The other person was stunned, clearly it was the first time they had been asked such a question.

He then smiled knowingly and said, "If I go up, we'll get to know each other, won't we?"

Upon hearing this, He Fan immediately understood and couldn't help but inquire, "How much?"

The woman smiled and said, "Let's talk about it upstairs, it's up to you."

"No! It's better to say this beforehand, so we can explain it clearly later."

"Three hundred, how about that?"

He Fan probed further: "Spend the night with me?"

The woman froze!

It's only afternoon, how long has that been?!

I never expected that someone who sounded like a complete novice could suddenly become so ambitious.

Then, with a slight hesitation, he said, "That's a different price."

"How many?"

"At least... one thousand."

He Fan was furious when he heard that!

He yelled into the phone, "This is outrageous! I let you stay here for one night, without charging you for the room or the bed, and you're asking for an extra seven hundred?!"

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

Clearly, he was probably stunned by what He Fan said!

Could it be a prank?

Or do you really not understand?

He Fan gave two more "feeding" sounds before hearing the other person say, "Sir, please don't tease me, okay?"

He Fan continued, "I'm not kidding you, I just want you to chat with me, we don't have to do anything!"

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

He Fan waited patiently this time without saying a word.

The other party finally spoke: "Then... the minimum is nine hundred."

She immediately followed up by explaining, "Because I've booked all my time with you, it's impossible for me to find other clients."

"So whether you do it or just chat, the price is the same."

He Fan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then realized that what the other person said made sense, so he replied, "Then come up here."

As soon as He Fan hung up the phone, he began to regret it!

But now there's no turning back!

He thought for a moment, then walked barefoot to the door.

He leaned against the door and peered through the peephole.

After a while, faint footsteps could be heard.

Immediately, a dark figure appeared in the curved field of vision.

Judging from her figure and gait, she was a young woman with a graceful figure.

He Fan saw the other person raise their hand, and then he heard the doorbell ring.

Then, the other party raised their hand again, and He Fan's vision went completely black.

Clearly, the other party blocked the peephole with their finger.

At this moment, separated by a door, He Fan and the young woman seemed to be in two different worlds.

And between these two worlds, there is only a thin, fragile window paper separating them.

Although it's said that we'll only chat and not do anything else...

But no one can guarantee what might happen when the two are in the same room…

He Fan was engaged in a fierce internal struggle…

To be honest, he really wanted to open the door and explore and experience another world that he had only heard about but never dared to step into.

Even if that world isn't necessarily wonderful, it's at least full of excitement and novelty.

However, He Fan was unable to take that step at this time.