Game Tycoon Reborn

But precisely because of this, Lu Menglin knew very well that in [-], the EVO competition had only been held twice, and its global influence was not that great, especially in China, where no one knew about it.

And compared to participating in this kind of competition, the college entrance examination and reassuring parents are obviously more important.

"I play games just for entertainment. I will take the college entrance examination next year." Lu Menglin said lightly.

A trace of imperceptible regret flashed in Jiang Jinghong's eyes, but this reason obviously cannot be refuted, at least in a small place like Liucheng, the college entrance examination is above all for students.

"Alright then! But I hope you can take the time to teach me some skills, improve my skills, and I can pay for the tuition." Jiang Jinghong threw out another idea that ordinary people can't achieve.

"Pay? This seems to be possible! But the time of study is up to me. I really want to study hard." Lu Menglin said seriously.

The concept of this study is obviously different from that of the other study, but the friendship between the two is only at this level. Seeing Lu Menglin let go, Jiang Jinghong can't continue to persecute him.

"Okay! Thank you! This matter is very important to me. We will stay in Liufang for a while, so please give me your advice." Jiang Jinghong's bright eyes and bright teeth, heroic demeanor, he is very quack at Lu Menglin He arched his hands.

After saying goodbye to the Jiang brothers and sisters, Lu Menglin returned to his home.

He didn't talk to Jiang Jinghong about the specific amount of tuition fees, because he knew very well that the families of the three outside boys were either rich or expensive, and they should not be stingy when they made a move.

Moreover, the EVO contest mentioned by Jiang Jinghong seems to have given him some kind of inspiration, and it seems to have pointed out a certain direction for his career after rebirth, but Lu Menglin has to think carefully about what this direction is and how to go. think.

"Chunqin, don't cook at home today, let Menglin and I go out to eat, Lao Zhao treats you." It was Lu Menglin's father, Lu Youshan, who spoke.

Dad just came back from a business trip, and his face looked a little excited.

Hearing his father's voice, Lu Menglin hurried out of the room and looked at his father.

The father in front of him was in his prime, burly and strong, with a standard Chinese character face showing power without anger, showing strong self-confidence in his gestures.

This man is very different from the father in Lu Menglin's memory. Twenty years later, the father has gray temples and many age spots on his forehead. Years of unsatisfactory conditions have made him less confident, and he always bows down. Head, with a look of being indifferent.

It's really hard to imagine that the middle-aged man who is imposing and walks like a wind in front of him will turn into the unconfident look later on.

Lu Menglin's heart tightened. While feeling sorry for his father, he also deeply thought that it was the damn responsibility letter that made his father so depressed that he had to stop it.

"Dad, sit down and have a cup of tea first, and take a rest." Lu Menglin said as he skillfully tilted the kettle to make tea for his father.

Lu Youshan was stunned for a moment, he suddenly had an illusion that his son seemed to have grown up in an instant, when did that kid who always loves to talk back to him know that he loves others?

"I'll go to your Uncle Zhao's house later. Be honest. He also invited Director Wang from the Municipal Education Commission. We're going to talk about your going to college next year. We must make a good impression on them, understand?" Lu Youshan explained to his son patiently.

When Lu's mother, Li Chunqin, heard that she was eating for this matter, she immediately said, "Yes! Yes! Both of you should be careful. Old Lu, take the bottle of Xifeng wine in the cabinet! You guys Have a good drink, man."

"Understood! You pack it up for me, and you should pay attention to the impact when you bring things to Lao Zhao." Lu Youshan thought carefully before agreeing with his wife's opinion.

During the conversation between the two couples, they didn't pay attention to their son Lu Menglin. The young man's eyes were already ignited with raging flames, and he was crazy like a god.

Chapter 13 Exchange

Half an hour later, Lu's father and son came to the cadre building behind Liufang Park with gifts of tobacco and alcohol.

This area is full of independent small courtyards, which can not only enjoy convenient transportation, but also be very quiet. It belongs to the best location in the entire Liufang Factory area.

Many factory leaders live here. It is said that it was built to accommodate retired veteran cadres, but most of the people who really live here are the family members of current cadres.

Ding Dong!Ding Dong!

Lu Youshan stretched out his hand and rang the doorbell of Director Zhao's house, and immediately there was a muffled sound of dogs barking from the small yard.

A big sleek wolf dog rushed into the yard and barked at Lu's father and son outside the door.

"Duo Duo, get out of the way! Is Lao Lu here? Wait, wait, I'll open the door right away!"

The person speaking in the courtyard was Mrs. Zhao's wife. She was a short, fat middle-aged woman named Hu. She was currently the director of the party and mass office in the factory.

This Mrs. Zhao has a very famous nickname in the factory. She is called Nvhuzi, which means female bandit.

I heard that she turns faces faster than flipping through books, and greets people with a smile when she needs something, wishing to be closer than her own sisters, but once this person is of no use to her, she will immediately be inferior to strangers, and will not respond of.

Mrs. Zhao opened the iron gate with a smile, and welcomed Lu's father and son in.

The living room of the Zhao family is very large, covering two-thirds of the area of ​​Lu Menglin's family. On the wall directly opposite the entrance is a "Picture of Goshawk Catching Rabbits". The performance was incisively and vividly, and a wave of evil spirit rushed to the face.

The leather sofa set in the living room is very valuable at first glance, and the imported audio equipment hanging on the surrounding walls seems to be very trendy, showing the richness of the factory manager's family everywhere.

Beside the black glass coffee table in the center of the living room, factory manager Zhao Yuanchao and another tall, thin middle-aged man are already drinking tea.

"Old Lu, you came so late, you will be punished for drinking later!" Seeing Lu Youshan arrived, Factory Manager Zhao immediately stood up to greet Lu Youshan with a smile, as a sign of respect.

This small movement of getting up made Lu Youshan slightly shocked, he hurriedly strode up to meet him, and laughed loudly: "Sorry, sorry! There's something delayed at home. Mr. Zhao, who is this?"

"Haha! He is Director Wang of the Municipal Education Commission I mentioned to you. We are all our own people. You are welcome. Sit down!" Director Zhao greeted him affectionately.

Director Wang of the municipal education committee didn't even lift his butt, but just nodded slightly at Lu Youshan to show his greeting.

They work in the Municipal Education Commission, so they are naturally a bit more airy. Although Liufang is a state-owned enterprise directly under the Provincial Textile Bureau, they all say that "the county officials are not as good as the current management." The Municipal Education Commission is responsible for managing the city's schools and teachers. Power is obviously much more popular than Liufang cadres.

No wonder he was able to be Director Zhao's guest, and Lu Youshan also felt that he had something to ask for this trip, so his attitude was even more humble.

"Menglin, come here and say hello to the two uncles." Lu Youshan called out to his son quickly.

Lu Menglin had no choice but to step forward and nodded, pretending to be very cute and saying: "Hello, Uncle!"

"Hehe! Xiao Lu has grown so big, he looks like a good-looking person!" Zhao Yuanchao said with a cheerful smile.

"Xiao Lu is a sophomore in high school this year, isn't he? How is his grade?" Zhao Yuanchao asked with a smile.

As soon as this question was uttered, Lu Youshan's expression became slightly embarrassed.

In his impression, his son's grades had always been at the bottom of the list, so he was really embarrassed to say it in public.

Lu Menglin replied neither humble nor overbearing: "It's okay."

Zhao Yuanchao and Director Wang looked at each other and smiled, and consciously stopped bringing up this topic, but looked at Lu Menglin with more disdain.

Obviously, they had already heard about Lu Menglin's usual grades.

After a while, the food and wine came to the table one after another, and the table was full.

Lu Menglin glanced silently, and found that most of the dishes on the table were stewed vegetables bought from the market, such as pig ears, beef in sauce, and so on.

After chatting for a few words, the three adults have already started to exchange glasses, and the atmosphere of the conversation has become more and more lively.

"Youshan, we are fellow villagers and we have been friends for many years. Ming people don't say dark words. I plan to move your seat and let you go to a good place." Zhao Yuanchao said cheerfully while taking advantage of the wine.

When Lu Youshan heard this, his expression remained calm, and he just nodded silently.

"Do you know that the factory is going to make a big move? The main factory wants to spread the sales of products in an all-round way. We plan to set up a sales center in Guangdong. I want you to be the general manager of the sales department. What do you think?" Zhao Yuanchao laughed.