Back to 2008: I Helped My Dad Become the Richest Man

Chapter 63 This is Shanghai

The decision to go to Shanghai was made just like that.

Luo Xiyuan's efficiency has always been astonishing. The next day, she sent Luo Xinde to town to buy four train tickets to Shanghai.

Before setting off, Li Minxia specially called everyone in her family together for a "dressing mobilization meeting".

"Xinde, your jacket is too old, don't wear it anymore. Put on the suit you bought last year, it looks much better."

"Xiyuan, put away your jeans too, and wear the new dress Mom bought you."

"Ah Wen, you too, change your sneakers into dress shoes."

As she spoke, she pulled out all the family's best clothes from the closet. In her opinion, going to Shanghai was going to China's most prosperous metropolis, so she couldn't dress in a dowdy way and become a laughing stock.

Although Luo Xinde said, "Why dress so nicely? It's not like I'm going on a blind date," his body language betrayed him as he carefully ironed the suit he only wore on important occasions.

Two days later, the Luo family of four boarded a train to Shanghai for the first time.

The green train clattered along the tracks, the carriages filled with the mingled smells of instant noodles, sweat, and various other foods.

Luo Xinde and Li Minxia were clearly not used to this environment. They sat awkwardly in their hard seats, watching the fields and villages rushing past the window, their eyes showing both curiosity about the unknown and a hint of nervousness.

"Dad, Mom, have some water." Luo Xiyuan unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to them.

"This train is really fast," Luo Xinde said, taking a sip of water and trying to make conversation.

"Dad, when we have high-speed rail in the future, it will be several times faster than this," Luo Xiyuan said with a smile.

"High-speed rail? What's that?"

"It's a faster and more stable train. From our county to Shanghai, it should only take about two hours."

"Two hours?" Luo Xinde's eyes widened, clearly unable to imagine what kind of speed that was.

After more than ten hours of bumpy travel, the train finally slowly pulled into Shanghai South Station the next morning.

When the family of four stepped out of the station and saw the towering buildings and bustling traffic, they were completely stunned.

Towering buildings, like giant pillars, pierce the sky. On the wide roads, cars flow endlessly like a river. The air is filled with a fast-paced, bustling atmosphere, completely different from that of Qinghe County.

"My goodness—this is Shanghai!" Luo Xinde looked up at the skyscrapers in front of him, his mouth agape. He felt like his neck was about to break, but he still couldn't see the tops of the buildings.

Li Minxia was even more nervous, holding Luo Xiyuan's hand with one hand and Luo Wen's hand with the other, afraid that the child would get lost.

Only Luo Xiyuan and Luo Wen remained relatively calm.

Luo Xiyuan came because she had been there in a previous life, while Luo Wen was simply curious and excited.

"Sis, look at that building, it's so tall!" He pointed to a building in the distance, his eyes shining.

"Let's go, let's find a place to stay first." Luo Xiyuan hailed a taxi.

When the family got into the air-conditioned taxi, Luo Xinde and Li Minxia were filled with a sense of novelty.

"Why is it so cool inside this car?"

"Sir, your truck must carry quite a few people every day, right?"

Luo Xinde, like a curious child, kept asking the driver questions. The driver was a warm-hearted local from Shanghai, speaking Mandarin with an accent, and chatted with them the whole way.

Luo Xiyuan booked a budget hotel near Xujiahui online in advance.

When they entered the bright and clean hotel room with its private bathroom and soft bed, Li Minxia couldn't help but exclaim, "This guesthouse in the city is so clean!"

After a short rest, Luo Xiyuan took her family straight to their destination: a technology building in the Caohejing Development Zone.

The game company called "Five Minutes" is located on the seventh floor of this building.

The elevator ascended smoothly, and Luo Xinde watched the constantly changing floor numbers outside, his palms sweating with anxiety.

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened.

The scene before them gave the Luo family another strong sense of cultural shock.

The entire floor was a huge open-plan office area. Dozens of young people, mostly wearing T-shirts and jeans and headphones, were intently staring at their computer screens.

The walls were covered with all sorts of incomprehensible charts and anime posters. In the corner, boxes of instant noodles and cola were piled up. In the air, there was a faint smell of electronic devices mixed with takeout food.

Everything here is completely different from the factories and farms they are familiar with.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" A girl with a ponytail and black-rimmed glasses noticed them and walked over to ask.

"Hello, we're looking for your company's manager, Mr. Xu Yang. We arranged to meet by phone beforehand," Luo Xiyuan replied politely but firmly.

"Oh, you must be from Luo's Farm? Mr. Xu is in a meeting inside. Please come with me." The girl led them to a small reception area and poured them some water.

Luo Xinde and Li Minxia sat awkwardly on the sofa, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Looking at the busy young people around them, they felt like aliens who had stumbled into another world.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the door to a conference room opened.

A young man in his late twenties, thin, wearing glasses and a T-shirt with code printed on it, came out.

He looked somewhat tired, with sunken eye sockets, but his eyes were bright.

"Hello, I'm Xu Yang." He extended his hand.

Luo Xinde quickly stood up and shook hands firmly: "Mr. Xu, hello, hello, I am Luo Xinde."

"Chairman Luo, hello." Xu Yang's expression was very calm, even carrying a hint of scrutiny and aloofness.

He looked Luo Xinde up and down.

He wore an ill-fitting suit, shiny leather shoes, and a stiff smile that seemed to come from nervousness.

The typical image of a newly rich small business owner from out of town.

Xu Yang's heart sank slightly.

He actually didn't really want to deal with people like that.

He is a pure technologist; he loves the products he makes and has a dream of changing the world with technology.

But the reality is that his company is on the verge of collapse. Server costs and employee salaries are like two mountains weighing him down, making it hard for him to breathe.

He needs money, he needs investment.

So when he received the call from "Luo's Farm" in Qinghe County, he agreed to meet, even though he found it absurd.

A pig farmer wants to invest in the internet?

This sounds like a joke.

"Chairman Luo, please have a seat." Xu Yang gestured for them to sit down, then sat down on the single sofa opposite them. "May I ask, Chairman Luo, what interest do you have in our company?"

His tone was direct and formulaic.

Luo Xinde was taken aback by his blunt question. He had prepared a whole host of polite words, but now they were all stuck in his throat.

He stammered for a long time, not knowing what to say.

He can't very well say that it was his ten-year-old son who got hooked on your "vegetable stealing" game, can he?

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became somewhat awkward.

Just then, Luo Xiyuan, who had been silent all along, spoke up.

"Mr. Xu, we are very interested in your product, 'Happy Farm'."

Her voice, clear and calm, instantly caught Xu Yang's attention.

Only then did he notice that next to this "Chairman Luo" was a little girl who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow. "Little friend, you want to play our game too?"

"I've played it." Luo Xiyuan nodded. "I think it's a product with great potential. However, it's currently facing several very fatal problems."

A fatal problem?

Xu Yang frowned.

He was a little unhappy.

How dare a young girl with blond hair tell him to his face that his prized product has a "fatal problem"?

He wanted to hear what she had to say.