My Return to Life

The wind blowing in from the window carried the summer heat.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Nian looked at the computer screen.

Not long after, a new document was created on the desktop.

In game-related forums and post bars, there are quite a few posts discussing 'Legend of Greed and Fun'.

But there is no topic point yet.

In comparison, Fang Nian pays more attention to soft advertisements, with small investment and high output.

The point is that he can come up with a lot of suitable copywriting.

for example:

"How would you rate the game 'Greed for Fun Legend'?"

This is the post to go out.

The next reply will use a special format, line by line, listing one, two, three, four points, among which there are more advantages than disadvantages:

"Thank you."

This beginning is a must.

Next, you must start a new line, explaining your work and occupation in a casual manner, indicating a state of accident.

Then comes the humble reference.

"I can't talk about experience. Let me talk about the experience of logging in to the game by accident. It's just for reference."

"In my opinion, this game will be popular for several reasons:

1. The rhythm is simple and clear

2. Relax

3....

4...."

There must be a line of shortcomings in it.

In the end, you must prove your innocence, and add a sentence: "In order to avoid the suspicion of advertising, just don't link."

Well, this is the standard Zhihu style question and answer that will be very common in the future.

It has been an effective soft text advertisement body for a long time.

In addition, Fang Nian also prepared other copywriting.

For him, this kind of thing is easy to come by without any effort.

Regardless of whether it is needed or not, and regardless of whether Guan Qiuhe has asked for a special copywriting promotion, Fang Nian will get ready first.

This is also Fang Nian's habit. Only by preparing with both hands can we be prepared.

In fact, Fang Nian has always prepared a lot in advance for the project of "Legend of Fun and Fun".

In short, he didn't really do nothing, but his role was to provide guidance.

This has something to do with Fang Nian's desired state of life after returning to life.

Money, definitely has to be earned, but in an easy way.

Over the past year or so, his wealth has gradually approached the scale of tens of millions, and most of the time it was done in a relatively easy way.

It is a way of using resources.

Fang Nian's speed of writing this kind of soft advertisement was much slower than that of writing an article. It took almost half an hour to write all the general ideas into it.

After saving the document, shut down the computer.

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After tidying up, Fang Nian asked the hotel for car service again.

It's still early, less than 4:30, it's not the peak time for travel, and there's not much traffic jam.

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Nian sent a message to Guan Qiuhe, saying that if he was not around after get off work, he didn't have to wait for him to eat together.

Guan Qiuhe received the reply.

Before going out, Fang Nian paused in front of the full-length mirror, thought for a while, then turned around and changed into another set of clothes, which were slightly more business-like that he bought today.

Not long after, Fang Nian got into the car at the entrance of the hotel, and sent a text message to Chen Yao, saying that he would arrive in about 20 minutes.

It's still a Mercedes-Benz S600, the driver seems to have changed, and the guide is still Xiaoliang from the morning.

"Mr. Fang, it is a pleasure to serve you again."

"Where do you want to go this time?"

Fang Nian took out his mobile phone and said a string of addresses: "Take me to this place."

Whether it is a car or a guide, it is a paid service of the hotel, which is not cheap.

The purpose of the hotel is to make the guests feel at home and the experience is good.

The address given by Chen Yao is in a residential street that generally belongs to the Huaqiang North area.

According to the map, it should be next to Huaxin Village.

Pengcheng is a very interesting city.

Many places that sound very prosperous will basically have residential streets next to them.

In the words of literati,

It is full of life.

But only those who live here know what kind of experience it is...

The Mercedes-Benz drove smoothly on the boulevard, with a total distance of six to seven kilometers, and arrived near the destination in about ten minutes.

"Mr. Fang, I'll help you find out where the exact location is, please wait in the car."

After the driver stopped the car at a street corner, Xiao Liang hurriedly said.

Fang Nian nodded.

This kind of meticulous service is indeed worthy of the remuneration paid by Fang Nian.

Not long after, Xiao Liang returned to the car: "Mr. Fang, it's still a little ahead, I've checked, the car can go in."

Then look to the master for directions.

The last section of the road is not considered a detour, so it just turned two corners, and it is still a place facing the street, not a residential area.

The Mercedes-Benz S600, whose black body surface is clean enough to reflect the sunlight, slowly parked outside a drink shop in a typhoon shelter facing the street.

A large parasol, two small tables, and a dozen chairs were placed at the entrance of the shop.

There was no one around at this hour.

So Fang Nian, who was sitting in the car, saw Chen Yao waiting there at a glance.

Chen Yao also saw this big Benz, with surprise, envy and many other emotions in his eyes.

Compared with when he was in No.8 Middle School, Chen Yao's bleached yellow hair is gone, and his unorthodox hairstyle has been replaced with a crew cut.

Skin tone is much yellower than before.

He wore a blue short-sleeved sleeve, just like the protagonist in the film and television work that became popular in 2006, and the collar was specially turned up.

The exposed arms looked stronger than before.

From Fang Nian's point of view, Chen Yao's downfall can be seen a little bit.

Xiao Liang on the co-pilot asked, "Mr. Fang, is this the place?"

Fang Nian nodded: "Yes."

So Xiao Liang quickly got out of the car and opened the door for Fang Nian.

Fang Nian, who got out of the car, straightened his clothes and walked towards Chen Yao.

The total distance was less than three meters, and Chen Yao's eyes were staring straight. When Fang Nian stood in front of him, he hurriedly got up and said hello: "Brother Fang."

"You... you are?"

Chen Yao, who had been in Pengcheng for eight or nine months, certainly recognized the Mercedes-Benz logo.

So I stuttered when I spoke.

Especially when he saw Xiao Liang who followed Fang Nian step by step, he stuttered and felt more cramped.

Fang Nian rolled his eyes up and down to look at Chen Yao, and smiled: "The living conditions in Pengcheng are pretty good, they're all fat."

Chen Yao scratched his head in embarrassment: "Brother Fang, stop making fun of me."

"Do you want……"

When the words he had planned came to his lips, Chen Yao saw the car in front of him again, and suddenly couldn't say anything.

Fang Nian took the initiative and said, "Let's have a cup of tea together."

Let Chen Yao not be so embarrassed.

Although the two were speaking in a dialect, Xiao Liang obviously couldn't understand it, but Chen Yao's face was still a little embarrassed.

Walking back to the car, Xiao Liang quickly opened the door. After Fang Nian sat on it, he ran to the other side and opened the door for Chen Yao: "Sir, please."

Fang Nian looked at Xiao Liang, and said, "Find a teahouse nearby."

Xiao Liang nodded, and quickly found a nice tea house.

Her role was to provide Fang Nian with the guidance he deserved, so there was nothing wrong with her.

Before entering the teahouse, Fang Nian made a gesture: "Let's go together."

Xiaoliang did not refuse.

I ordered a pot of Biluochun, and a tea master was pouring tea.

Fang Nian took a sip of tea from his teacup, and said slowly, "Tell me about your difficulties."

Chen Yao, who had prepared a lot of words, opened his mouth a few times, but couldn't speak.

He stayed in Pengcheng for eight or nine months, and spent most of the time in Huaqiangbei. After receiving the 30,000 yuan from Fang Nian, he thought he could soar into the sky and have high ambitions.

At the beginning, according to Fang Nian's suggestion, I tried to use fake phones.

It did improve a bit.

At its peak, there were hundreds of thousands of sums.

At that time, Chen Yao was wondering when he would have a million dollars.

The wild growth of ambition made Chen Yao forget who he was and Fang Nian on the one hand.

The good times didn't last long, and losses soon began.

Unwarranted losses.

In the end, I dared not go back to celebrate the New Year, and I also survived the first half of this year. Until May, the last bit of money was spent.

Relying on temporary work in Huaqiangbei, he barely survived.

Chen Yao has seen the prosperity of Pengcheng and daydreamed about it.

But Fang Nian's appearance today let him know what life should be like when riding a horse in Pengcheng.

In Chen Yao's eyes, Xiao Liang, who was dressed as an office worker, looked like Fang Nian's secretary.

Plus Mercedes-Benz, a full-time driver.

Fang Nian didn't say a word, and Chen Yao had already made up countless stories in his brain.

It's all about the boss.

Especially sitting in the quiet and pleasant private room of the teahouse, next to a young and beautiful girl, holding a pot in plain hands, pouring tea in an orderly manner.

Chen Yao didn't feel the taste of the tea in his mouth.

All he knew was that he looked like a frog sitting at the bottom of a well now...

After a long while, Chen Yao said dejectedly, "Oh...Brother Fang, there are many difficulties."

"I have betrayed your trust in me."

"If you hadn't come today, I wouldn't have known there was such a thing..."

Yes.

Even Chen Yao, who used to hold more than 100,000 yuan, at most went to KTV to sing and take care of the lives of ragged girls.

How could I have imagined that life could be like this.

"Let me tell you the truth, I still want to stay in Huaqiangbei, I don't want to enter the factory, I want to try to make a comeback."

Fang Nian said, "How about a comeback?"

Then he said slowly: "You should remember that I once told you that if you use my 30,000 yuan to go to a serious training booth, I will account for 80% of it."

"What about my share of the money?"

The neither salty nor weak tone made Chen Yao restless.

In the past few months, Chen Yao didn't understand much else, but he understood one thing very well.

In Pengcheng, if you have money, you can do whatever you want.

Chen Yao, who was drinking tea just like Fang Nian, hurriedly put down his teacup and said, "Brother Fang, my fault is my fault, next time I will definitely..."

Fang Nian interrupted before he finished speaking: "Next time?"

Then he shook his head and smiled, "Just because I've come to see you doesn't mean I'll help you."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Yao suddenly stopped breathing!

Originally, he thought that Fang Nian's indifference for more than half a year was beyond his reach.

But now Chen Yao knew very clearly that it wasn't because Fang Nian didn't bother to take it seriously.

"It's from the same town anyway. It's not a big problem to see you, and it's not a problem to buy you a cup of tea, but I just want to hear about your difficulties."

Fang Nian said calmly.

"What I am more concerned about now is that according to what you said, last year's income exceeded 100,000. Based on the share ratio you agreed, 80,000 should be mine."

"It's still the same sentence, my share of the money."

Not aggressive, not condescending, very calm, but Chen Yao just felt panicked.

This calm, in his view, is a precursor to anger.

In particular, Chen Yao experienced this kind of peace once in the corridor on the fourth floor of the No. 8 Middle School teaching building.

On that day, he felt that he had experienced a lifetime.

Chen Yao hesitated to speak for several times, and finally finished his speech and said, "Brother Fang, I actually did not register a small company according to your request."

"so……"

"There is a 100,000 income. According to the share ratio, I do owe you 80,000."

"But you can see what I look like now. I don't have the capital to get up again."

"But I've found the right way."

Fang Nian listened patiently without interrupting Chen Yao.

"There is no problem with the way of dumping knock-off phones, but it is people who have problems..."

Chen Yao continued.

"In the first few months of this year, I spent more than half of my time thinking about why I suddenly lost money. Only later did I realize that someone made the game."

"The competitive pressure in Huaqiangbei is actually very high."

"..."

After listening to what Chen Yao said, Fang Nian finally understood.

Chen Yao, although because of the information given by Fang Nian, he stood on the air just like everyone else, and didn't go to waste the memory sticks and hard drives that were destined to lose money in the past two years.

Instead, they plunged into the copycat mobile phone.

In the beginning, I made a fortune silently, but after I made a fortune, I forgot who I was, so I was taken in by others.

A single business lost the bottom.

What a familiar operation.

This kind of thing, to put it a bit exaggerated, happens almost every day.

It's just that this time it fell on Chen Yao's head.

"Brother Fang, give me another chance. This time I can't guarantee that I will make as much money as I did before, but I will definitely pay for it."

When he said this, Chen Yao's eyes were full of desire and pursuit of wealth.

Fang Nian thought for a while and said, "Let me think about it."

Next, he drank tea unhurriedly, watching Chen Yao fidgeting from the corner of his eye.

When Chen Yao couldn't hold back, Fang Nian said, "If you have money, what are you going to do?"

Chen Yao suppressed his excitement, and said seriously: "I'm going to make counterfeit phones again, this time I will ask some friends to help me to prevent accidents."

Fang Nian looked at Chen Yao: "Are you willing to set up a company?"

"Yes!" Chen Yao stood up suddenly.

Fang Nian said calmly: "In this case, I will invest 100,000 yuan, plus the 80,000 you owe me, and the total investment will be 180,000 yuan. You will use your labor to invest in the shares, counting as 10% of the shares. If you can, sign a share." Contract, I will transfer the money to you."

Chen Yao nodded repeatedly.

This time, I used contractual constraints, which are more legally effective than recordings.

But Fang Nian knew that it would be very difficult for Chen Yao to succeed this time.

Because it is already the autumn and winter of copycat phones, and it just so happens that this is what Fang Nian wants.

The first time I instructed him to go to Huaqiangbei, and the second time I gave him money to expand in Huaqiangbei.

This is the third time, which made him completely desperate in Huaqiangbei.

During this meeting, Fang Nian saw that Chen Yao's thoughts were full of thoughts at the beginning, but after seeing the Mercedes-Benz he was riding in and Xiao Liang accompanying him, Fang Nian extinguished it.

The next time we meet again, Fang Nian will almost let Chen Yao act as a lackey according to his own ideas.

This is why Fang Nian met Chen Yao.

Fang Nian believes that he will have this need in the future.

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