Digital Kingdom

Cheng Bingbing naturally didn't know that his foundation was almost destroyed, and he was still sitting there with dreams.

The huge amount of wealth that fell from the sky was enough to make a dick reborn. He was not overwhelmed by wealth, but stronger, and he could no longer see the solemn and numb expression of the past.

"Here, brother, what would you like to have today?" The boss greeted warmly.

This is a family bar, the decoration is exquisite and elegant, the lighting installed is family friendly, but also ambiguous of the bar.

Promote it in a circle of friends and social circles that are familiar to each other. On the weekend, friends will come to join in and pass the time in twos and threes.

"Are there any new varieties today?" Cheng Bingbing asked.

He is a frequent visitor here, coming almost once a week, without the noise and complexity of the bar.

"Look, today we have added a new work by our bartender, one called bullet and one called mood", the boss introduced and handed out the wine list.

Cheng Bingbing looked at the wine list, "Bullets, mood", the name sounds a bit interesting, and turned to the beauty next to him, "Xiaoyue, what do you think?"

Satsuki doesn't matter, "It's okay."

"That's OK, let's try both of these," Cheng Bingbing said to the boss, found a deck and sat down casually, with distinctive tambourine music playing in the bar.

"Brother Bing, when shall we go to Phuket to play?" After Xiaoyue sat down, she was tired of Cheng Bingbing.

Cheng Bingbing smiled, Xiaoyue is the beauty he just met, and she is very fresh, "This two days, you call a girlfriend, I will book a hotel ticket, first book a villa and party, then go to Bangkok nightclubs. A few days."

"Okay, Brother Bing," Xiaoyue kissed him head on.

"By the way, your girlfriends don't bring that kind of lower side road B", Cheng Bingbing said.

"Don't worry if I send food, what date is it?" Xiaoyue took out the fruit machine and started contacting.

"Then February 23, I'm fine on Wednesday," Cheng Bingbing said casually.

For him, it doesn't matter on working days and off days. With the backing of brilliant games, he has already achieved financial freedom. Naturally, he can play and wave casually.

"Haha", Xiaoyue suddenly laughed.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Bingbing was inexplicable, looking at the other's undulating chest, his heart was hot.

"Look, my classmate is so funny, are you cheated?" Xiaoyue handed over the phone.

Cheng Bingbing glanced indifferently, a big beautiful woman came into her eyes, and her spirits were instantly awakened. From the photos, she was already fascinated.

Speaking of it, Xiaoyue is also considered a beautiful woman, a standard internet celebrity face, with an exaggerated and scary curve, but compared with the other party, there is a sense of dullness.

The picture of the beautiful woman is accompanied by the text, “I’m so happy today. I chanced upon Dad Ma. It’s an honor to have a group photo.”

With a bit of jealousy, Cheng Bingbing looked at the man in the group photo, and became more familiar with him.

"This is your classmate?"

"Yes, pretty, right? But I haven't contacted him." Xiaoyue thought that the man was in love with her classmate, and quickly dismissed it. She finally got a gold master, she didn't want to give it away.

"It's pretty", Cheng Bingbing returned the phone.

"Pretty is beautiful, but the brain is not so good. Doesn't she know what Dad Ma looks like?"

"Ha ha."

Xiaoyue suddenly realized, "You said he did it on purpose."

"It's possible," Cheng Bingbing didn't want to speak, he already remembered who that man was.

Zhao Ziming, a name he will never forget.

Xiaoyue said while returning to the state, "It must be like this, scheming bitch, hey, how about you say I also post a state like this? Will it cause the whole network to follow suit, maybe I can use it to become popular."

The more Xiaoyue said, the more excited he was, and the joy of winning.

"Two, come and taste." The boss cut off the mixed wine, interrupting Xiaoyue's emotional brewing, "This cup is a bullet, this cup is a mood."

Cheng Bingbing took a sip of the bullet, as if he didn't feel anything. After about a few seconds, he felt a rush of heat from his abdomen and eyes, rushing to his throat, and took a few more sips. It's harder.

"Haha, it seems that this is why it is called a bullet," Cheng Bingbing thought to himself.

Xiaoyue was busy typing and didn't drink anything.

Cheng Bingbing looked around with blurred eyes, and he was not surprised by Xiaoyue's reaction.

Although Zhao Ziming is very famous, he knows few people. He is not as high-profile as other Internet entrepreneurs. He speaks for the product himself, and likes Tonyma likes to hide behind the scenes.

There are few photos circulating on the Internet, most of which are early and distorted photos. There is a big gap between Cheng Bingbing and his own. If Cheng Bingbing is not a strange encounter, it is difficult to recognize Zhao Ziming as the person taking pictures with the beautiful woman.

He met Zhao Ziming once at the shareholder meeting of the early glorious company and left a deep impression. Later, he deliberately collected information from the other party to identify the protagonist.

For a fan who has never seen a real person, he doesn't have his eyesight, not to mention Xiaoyue who has a big chest and no brain.

For Zhao Ziming, Cheng Bingbing's feelings are very complicated. According to logic, he should be grateful for Dade. Without the other party, there would be no life like him today.

It can be said that everything in his life was bestowed by the other party, just like reborn parents. However, the human heart is the most unpredictable.

Cheng Bingbing watched Zhao Ziming come to today step by step. From ordinary people in the past to the light of the times, the gap between the two is getting bigger and bigger, and you can hardly see the back. The taste in it is like people drinking water, cold and warm. .

"Brother Bing, why don't we take a photo together," Xiaoyue suddenly raised her head and said with a smile.

"Oh, then who would you say you met?" Cheng Bingbing looked at her.

"I said I met Sicong? I was fortunate to have a group photo." Xiaoyue was whimsical.

"Come, come," Cheng Bingbing suddenly became interested.

The two people’s heads came together, "Kaka" took a few photos, Xiaoyue began to focus on the photos.

Cheng Bingbing tilted his head and looked at her, showing an inexplicable smile, and took a sip of "mood", which was a bit strange.

After the wine reaches the mouth, it is a bit sour, and the acid is still slightly salty. When the wine reaches the stomach, I can feel the sensation of the wine.

"It's interesting." Cheng Bingbing smiled, feeling something between men and women, sour, salty, drunk, luxurious and corrupt.

But it's great to have money. A woman like Xiaoyue was out of reach before him, but now she wants to be desired, as much as she wants.

With the listing of Brilliant, his net worth soared instantly, and he truly squeezed into the circle of billionaires and became the 1% elite in China.Although the listing news has not yet been officially announced, various rumors have already been flying around.

As a natural person shareholder of Glorious Game, he has been notified with certainty. Although he knew at the last moment and seemed to be neglected, he didn't mind at all.

Of course, there is no capital to mind.

As a brilliant shareholder, you are more fortunate than winning the lottery. It is no longer a simple one to become rich overnight, but a veritable second generation of rich.

No matter how much money you get from the lottery, it is nothing more than a cost, and a brilliant shareholder is a stepping stone and a key to the sky. If you make good use of him, you can exert incoherent power and save decades of struggle.

Thanks to Zhao Ziming’s advice before, and not selling the shares, I have today’s glory. Today, the other party’s words still ring in my ears:

"I don't know how you will use this money. I suggest you continue to hold our company's stock. I guarantee that your family will not be able to eat it for three generations. Never sell it for investment or store it in a bank , Otherwise, it may not guarantee a worry-free life in your life."

That was when the market value of Brilliant Games broke 10 billion, and his shares were bid for 5 million.

"Brother Bing, look." Xiaoyue leaned over and handed her the phone. "This person has been peeking at us."

Cheng Bingbing's eyes condensed, and he took a closer look. A man in black appeared in the photo, his eyes seeming to be fixed on the two.

After drinking a little bit of alcohol, Cheng Bingbing felt a little drunk, and turned his head in the direction and looked over. There was no need to be afraid of the crowd.

A young man was greeted with a baseball cap. He was of a strong build and was looking in this direction. However, before the Cheng Bingbing could react, the opponent straightened up and walked here.

"Bingbing?"

"you are?"

"How I am", the visitor took off his hat, revealing an ordinary face.

Cheng Bingbing laughed suddenly, "Zhang Hao, I almost didn't recognize it. Sit down."

Xiaoyue turned out to be an acquaintance, moved her ass to make room for Ahao, and continued to use her phone. Although she was a friend of Cheng Bingbing, her cheap T-shirt and messy hairstyle made her unable to mention anything. Interest in conversation.

It is normal for a local tyrant to have a few dick friends.

"What have you been up to lately?" Cheng Bingbing poured a glass of wine for the opponent.

"You know, they are delivering food." Zhang Hao took a sip from his cup.

When Cheng Bingbing heard the words, there was no wave in his heart. The sympathy was gone when he was still a dick.

"I still envy you, I see your circle of friends, either skiing in Hokkaido, or the Pattaya Electronic Syllables", Zhang Hao couldn't see any inferiority complex on his face.

"By the way, I remember that you didn't want to be a writer? Haven't any works been published recently," Cheng Bingbing turned off the topic.

"It's rare that you remember," Zhang Hao smiled, "I have been busy making money and haven't started writing for a long time."

"Hold on, you wrote very well," Cheng Bingbing comforted casually.

Although he hadn't seen anything, he didn't need money to say something kind.

Zhang Hao smiled bitterly, and finally couldn't help it, "Bingbing, which, A Ling, do you still have contact?"

Cheng Bingbing shrugged and spread his hands, "I haven't contacted for a long time, you know, I run around and sometimes the phone stops."

Zhang Hao fell silent and took a sip of boring wine.

"Why, she is missing?" Cheng Bingbing asked casually when he saw this.

"Well, she left a letter saying that she would travel to Africa with you, but she never heard back from me later," Zhang Hao bitterly.

Cheng Bingbing smiled, "It may be abroad, as you know, she can't be idle."

"Yes," Zhang Hao agreed.

He and A Ling grew up together as childhood sweethearts and supported each other, and they walked all the way, but unfortunately, they did not reach the fairy tale ending in the end. When A Ling came back from Korea plastic surgery and met Cheng Bingbing, they naturally came together.

Although Zhang Hao felt bitter in his heart, he also blessed Ah Ling, after all, the other party had a better destination.

No matter what, Cheng Bingbing is much better than him, a rich second-generation, driving a Porsche, living in a high-end apartment, no work, travel everywhere, rich, polite, graceful, one He has everything women fantasize about.

In addition, he is gentle and polite, no matter who he gets along with, he is not arrogant, and Zhang Hao can only bless silently in his heart.

Of course, Cheng Bingbing is not so perfect now, at least very romantic. The big-breasted beauty sitting next to her, playing with her mobile phone with her head down, with heavy makeup, is not a serious person.

"By the way, I remember that you said that my neighbor's kitten is very cute and you want to take it away? I went to see it a few times later, and it was still there." Zhang Hao sighed, thinking of the past, and laughed Asked.

Cheng Bingbing, a young man, usually doesn't have any bad habits, but according to his own drunk, he likes to take away other kittens and throw them around.

"Oh, I forgot." Cheng Bingbing was stunned for a moment before remembering that he should have told Zhang Hao to steal his neighbor's kitten.

"To be honest, that kitten is quite cute. Fortunately, you didn't take it away. Otherwise, my neighbor would be very sad."

"Haha," Cheng Bingbing laughed, picked up the "bullet" and touched the opponent with a glass.

The two chatted casually about what happened before, and Zhang Hao left without hesitation. Although Cheng Bingbing did not show any impatience, he was still polite, gentle and funny, but he was still very witty, after all, sitting next to him. With a big beauty, I know what to do even after thinking about it.

"Your friend?" Xiaoyue looked at Zhang Hao's back.

"Well, a friend from a long time ago," Cheng Bingbing replied casually.

Xiaoyue curled her lips, did not speak, and focused on Cheng Bingbing.

Although she is currently taking the route of an online celebrity girl, it does not mean that she has no other ideas. Using her appearance advantages to become an online celebrity, accumulate fans, and do some small business, contains a certain "wild road" element, but the ultimate goal is still In order to achieve the stratification of classes, there is a great opportunity in front of us, and naturally we must take it well.

Zhang Hao drank some beer and left the bar with a little confusion, shaking slowly.

This bar is in the riverside community. Walking in the fence by the river, the river breeze is blowing on his neck. It's really cool. Zhang Hao feels like he is pulling the wind.

In this city, he has no friends, and he is almost alone except for work. At this time, walking alone by the river, he actually feels lonely inside.

A Ling didn't know where she was going, she might have met her true son in a foreign country, and she has been cut off from her past self, or she might encounter misfortune and be swallowed by the muddy red dust.

But, anyway, there is always someone who is silently thinking of her.