The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

Two hundred and twenty-nine, which floor is this wave?

After the Weibo was posted, the public opinion was still fermenting, but within half a day, Chu Yao's news exploded.

Basically, all kinds of people I know in real life send their own messages.

Some asked whether it was true or not.

Some reminders are low-key.

Some giggled and said it was too Versailles, and they were so immortal.

Some talked about other things, asking me if I have a project here, do you intend to invest in it?

Liu Fei, a sand sculpture player, said, Brother, I am the "unfamiliar netizen" who gave you an account ten years ago, remember me?

Chu Yao: ...

The style of painting suddenly went wrong.

He smiled and replied: Actually, I am your long-lost relative, did you make it?

Liu Fei laughed loudly: Dad, I finally found you!

Chu Yao: ...

Ok.

You are awesome.

How about some face?

Chatted with him a few more words.

Liu Fei said with a smile, smelling a smell of trouble, are you going to do the whole thing?

Chu Yao also smiled back, the whole knitting work, my brother just wanted to show off his wealth, and by the way, pick up a few more girls.

Liu Fei asked along, how did the old ginseng tree I sent you last time work?

Chu Yao smiled and said, the effect is so fierce, guess what? After eating, I grew eight kidneys, two cylinders became eight cylinders, and the engine power exploded.

Liu Fei: ...

Cursing and hanging up the phone.

...

It's fine.

In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with Chu Yao's almost "self-destructive" operation, regardless of whether it is true or not.

There are 10 billion people, so why not?

It's the brothers' top and it's over.

I made a phone call just to see if Chu Yao was in the right mood.

After the fight, I felt comfortable.

Still the same idiot.

No problem at all.

...

"dad!"

"It's rough! Look!"

night.

Jiang Zhenhua's home.

Jiang Xiaokui ran out of the bedroom with a pair of bare, white feet, and ran to Lao Jiang, who was watching TV on the sofa with his mobile phone, but obviously his eyes were blank and his mind was not on the TV show, twittering and yelling.

"What's the matter?"

Taking the phone and glanced at it, Jiang Zhenhua was slightly taken aback when he saw Chu Yao's Weibo.

He touched his nose, thinking in his eyes.

"Dad, President Chu is really so rich?"

Jiang Xiaokui couldn't help asking curiously.

In front of her father, she always called Chu Yao "President Chu".

Only when we get along alone, will we be called "Uncle".

Jiang Zhenhua glanced at his daughter,

After thinking about it, he said, "Bill Gates started from scratch, worked hard, and founded Microsoft, didn't he?"

These words carry a hint of test and guidance.

often.

Jiang Xiaokui rolled her black and white eyes, said with a smile, "Of course not, his father is a top barrister, and his mother is a bank executive!"

Smiling and touching her head, Jiang Zhenhua praised, "Correct."

After a pause, he said again: "When you look at things, you must learn to see through the phenomenon to see its essence. Don't look at what he did or said, but think about why he did this and why he did it like this." Say."

Jiang Xiaokui nodded.

"Then...why did Mr. Chu do this?"

"Think about it yourself, come on, treat it as a logical reasoning game."

Jiang Zhenhua became interested and looked at his daughter with a smile, ready to have a good communication.

Jiang Xiaokui scratched her head, her lips turned up, and she took a breath, blowing her fluffy air bangs.

"Come!"

"On the first floor, show off your wealth, pretend...pretend to be 13."

she says.

Jiang Zhenhua nodded with a smile, and said encouragingly, "Continue."

"Second floor, he...does he want to be famous?"

Lao Jiang still nodded.

"Is there any more?"

"I'll add another source of information to you. He has set up a new company in the imperial capital and plans to go in the direction of variety shows."

"Ah! Then I know!"

"Third layer, he wants to build momentum for what he's going to do next! Attract initial traffic!"

Jiang Zhenhua continued to smile and nodded, and said persuasively, "Is there any more?"

"And...and..."

It's almost reached the limit of the little girl's knowledge and experience.

However, after racking her brains, she came up with another point.

"Dad, do you think it's possible to attract the attention of any girl? He's chasing after him? Or... hmm?"

Jiang Zhenhua glanced at her calmly.

"From the perspective of purely theoretical deduction, this is also a possibility. However, for a philanderer like him who is extremely cunning and has many routines, there is a high probability that he will not use such a low-level method to attract girls."

In front of his daughter, Lao Jiang has been tirelessly instilling the theory that "Chu Yao is a scumbag".

Have no idea.

You still have to keep an eye on the cabbage in your own field, so as not to be raped by pigs in advance.

Besides, Chu Yao is not a pig.

It's a white horse who is young and rich, and has been so talented recently.

Jiang Xiaokui rolled up her pupils and rolled her eyes.

In fact, I knew exactly what he meant, but I just didn't like to hear it, so I changed the subject decisively.

"Then what do you say? Why do you say he is?"

"Dad, what floor are you on?"

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Jiang Zhenhua smiled, touched her head again, and waved his hand.

"Dad, like you, is only on the third floor. It's not bad. Your analysis is pretty good."

...

In fact, in Lao Jiang's mind, he has always firmly believed that Chu Yao is definitely a "white glove."

And at this moment, I am even more convinced of this.

He had to sigh with emotion that Chu Yao's move was quite clever.

With the expansion of his career territory and his reputation rising, those previous experiences will definitely be dug out.

How can there be any privacy in this world?

When we did not enter the era of Internet big data before, maybe there were.

But now, absolutely nothing.

Even if it is private to ordinary people, for those partners or opponents of the same level in the business field, as long as they want to check, they can still find out.

Apart from those mentioned above...

The fourth floor...

This is a "firewall" that Chu Yao set up in advance.

It can also be said that it is a "smoke bomb."

There are two ways to protect privacy.

The first is to completely eliminate it, but this is too difficult, except for 404 or river crab monsters, it is difficult to do.

The second type is information overflow, and even generates a lot of redundancy, actively releases a large amount of information, and increases the cost of other people's identification, true and false, false and true.

It's just that this layer involves some sensitive information and the dark side of society, so there's no need to tell the little girl.

She is still a child.

...

"dad!"

"I suddenly thought of something!"

Just thinking about this, I heard Jiang Xiaokui screaming again.

Ok?

"you say."

"I suddenly thought, that's... that's, um, how should I put it?"

She faltered and couldn't think of suitable words for a while, and after thinking about it for a while, she finally figured out how to express it, and said, "It's just..."

"It's just a person who insists on saying that he is lucky if he obviously made so much money by his ability, what is that called?"

"Is it called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

"Ah! He's a lyb!"

Jiang Zhenhua:? ? ?

"What does lyb mean?"

He really doesn't understand young people's Internet popular memes.

Jiang Xiaokui glanced at her father, smiled happily, reached out and patted her father's shoulder vigorously.

"Student Lao Jiang, please search for this knowledge point online."

"Also, he is lyb, and so are you, Dad!"

"Hee hee! I'm so sleepy! Good night!"

After saying a few words, Jiang Xiaokui immediately got up and slipped away. She ran back to her bedroom in small steps and threw herself on the bed.

Old Jiang: ...