Monster Factory

Chapter 1234: 1213: Tim the Wind

When Tim saw the friend request, he ordered a confirmation.

He just confirmed on his side, and a new friend on his side texted.

Friends are Chinese names.

“Hello boss. ”

Tim couldn't understand Chinese, so he went back to English and asked who he was.

“Yo, foreigner? ”

After this Chinese sentence, the other party quickly added an English that Tim could understand, saying hello boss.

Tim asks again who he is, and if he just adds it, Tim removes it.

Adding a contact book friend to the virtual world is simple, and if you don't turn off the nearby visibility feature, the surrounding user can send him a request to request a friend directly. Tim didn't care, but now he's probably just a friend.

“Boss, would you like a virtual coin? ”

With just one sentence, Tim's hand, ready to delete his friend, shrank quickly.

Tim quickly looked around and saw a young man waving at him on the side of the road.

Without waiting for each other, the big BOSS, who is in charge of the Apple Empire and comes and drinks on weekdays, runs up and puts himself together, "Friend, do you have a virtual coin? ”

“Currency in the virtual world? ”

“Friend, are you sure this isn't a joke? ”

Tim became so excited that the moment before he was ready to go to the wild to learn to be as self-reliant as Bae, someone came to the door on his own initiative.

“Of course, besides this, what else is worth drawing your attention to?” This young man with ID [Galaxy Three] hey hey smile, his eyes from top to bottom, again sturdy measured this blonde blue-eyed expat. But it's not unusual for him to dress as a foreigner, and some Huaxians have made an old face of himself.

“I have to say, my friend, your observations are sharp. ”

“I do lack virtual currency very much.” Tim lowered his voice: “How much do you have, I want it all. ”

Galaxy 3 thinks that you walk smoothly and vividly. At first glance, it's the kind of top set with the Numen God. This set alone costs 300,000. Of course, I'm keen to observe. If you didn't have to spend a lot of money buying virtual coins, who would be the big guy?

Galaxy Three is not in a hurry to get into the subject, "Boss, are you in China or overseas? ”

“Abroad, of course. Problem? ”

Overseas, that's a wide guy, a wide guy. Now holographic glasses and accessories are not available overseas at all. This old foreigner can actually get a full set of top equipment, and his ability is obvious.

But overseas status gives Milky Way Three other concerns.

“Boss, you know I'm Chinese. So I only charge RMB, you can't pay directly overseas. ”

“I can pay you directly in RMB.” Tim glanced at each other dissatisfied, so blind, and you didn't see who I was.

“Then do it.” Galaxy Three laughs a lot happier, "our ratio is one to five, boss, what do you want? ”

Tim waved, “100,000 first. ”

Just to finish, Tim felt something was suddenly wrong with the other person's eyes.

That look, it's like...

Just like he once visited a poor employee in the hospital who suffered a brain injury from an industrial injury and whose IQ fell from the original master's level to a 10-year-old.

“Oh, boss, you're such a joke.” Galaxy Three stared at Tim for half a day, finally returning to his soul, "100,000? ”

“You think I'm a Virtual World Administrator, where can I give you 100,000 Virtual Coins at this stage? ”

“How much do you have?” Tim was choked some blush, “I asked for it all. ”

“Our team is close to twenty people, we can only have one thousand and three hundred and thirty percent off if you include them all. ”

Tim asked how to trade.

He has not yet figured out the Virtual World Trading Mechanism, because the transaction or transfer action window is simply not found on the Personal Information page, and it is more like an electronic profile that only records the information of the user at this stage.

Galaxy Three says that at present transfers can only be made through banks in the virtual world or ATMs in the streets.

However, the transfer is subject to the deduction of the handling fee, which is 1%, which is borne by the buyer himself.

Tim doesn't care about the 1% transfer fee, he only cares about how he can secure the transaction.

“Boss, this is the first time you've traded virtual currency online.” Galaxy Three is quite sophisticated, "in response to the first time that we are uncomfortable cooperating with each other, we all use simple buyers to make multiple transactions to ensure the security of both parties' transactions. ”

“I have an ATM machine right behind me, you can transfer me the 50 point dummy fee and then tell me your account number. After I transfer the token to you, you transfer another 50 points, and I'll give you the token. ”

“Repeat sixteen times and the transaction is complete. ”

Tim asked a particularly stupid question, "It's a waste of time. Can't you turn around now? ”

“Would you like to advance? ”

“...” Tim shook his head, "Well, a total of 6500 yuan, you send me the account number, I'll let the employee... I'll have my friend turn you around in batches. ”

Tim doesn't care about the $6500, even two more zeros, but he does care if he's cheated.

Being the president of one of the top technology companies in the world, hiding in the virtual world of competitors, with a guy named Unturnable, doing a small business that doesn't even count as a hair.

This is ridiculous.

But wouldn't it be more ridiculous if even this little business was fooled?

The more successful a person is, the less allowed to have such an IQ offline moment.

“That…”

“Boss, I'll fix you up. ”

“That's $6,500, not RMB.” Milky Way 3 smiled slightly. I wanted to take someone else for this price, take you overseas fat sheep, of course change the currency.

Tim himself seemed to have been fooled, and he was not being played lightly, "you just said no dollars. ”

Galaxy Three laughed neatly in his spare time: "But we charge RMB at the US dollar exchange rate. ”

……

Ten minutes later, Tim Milky Way 3 split.

Tim bandaged his face and hired an NPC-run taxi from the side at random.

More than 20 minutes later, Tim came out of the official shopping area. At this point, the discomfort on his face had disappeared, replacing his delightful smile, as he sat down with an extra vintage BMW R-35 motorcycle.

This old World War II antique motorcycle with a four-speed manual transmission is still very eye-catching, even on Manhattan Avenue, which runs over the clouds.

What's more, riding in a virtual world?

Tim in the World War II flight jacket, and his driver, once on the street, countless virtual users went wild, “Damn - Damn - Damn -” louder than Justin's concert live cheers.

Who the hell is this?

At this moment, the dopamine in Tim's brain is secreting wildly.

At this moment, Tim is as cool as in the clouds.

The soothing excitement gained from the virtual world was ten times more soothing than when he launched the company's new generation of products at his annual launch in Cubutino in October.

It feels good to have money!

As Tim rides his motorcycle, he hurries to send a message to Galaxy Three so that he doesn't sell his future virtual currency to anyone else, he wants it all.

The latter returned a smiling expression and obviously didn't take anything like bragging seriously.

Just as Tim was about to go out of town, his electronic watch shook slightly, prompting for a new friend request.

Tim has just turned off nearby visibility, otherwise he will blow up the street on his motorcycle, and now he will definitely receive no less than 10,000 requests on his friend application list.

Now it says someone added him by searching his user account.

Verification passed, Tim sent a voice asking who the other party was.

“It's me, Anderton. ”

Tim, pull over and force Hi's overturned brain to calm down.

The other person's name reminds Tim of his original intention to travel to the virtual world.

Originally designed to understand competitors' product projects, not only did Apple send several senior engineers into the virtual world a few hours ago, but other tech companies also sent representatives. This is Anderton, vice president of Google.

As Tim calmed down, more than one friend applied for a reboot.

Microsoft Corporation, Facebook, Amazon, etc…

After five hours of exploration and exploration, companies are now basically coming up with some very professional opinions.

They now need, and must abandon, the view of the portal and come together openly to discuss it.

Several companies are located throughout North America, and webinars are certainly the easiest way to do this.

But now everyone has always felt that a meeting in the virtual world is all the more meaningful.

It just so happens that everyone chooses ethnic identity, or perhaps the virtual world puts the birthplace of overseas users in the same city. So when we shared identities, several company presidents were happy to find that everyone was in the same city.

The meeting is certainly to be held in a quiet place, so the venue is set at a coordinates point on an electronic map outside the city in half an hour.

As a matter of fact, Tim owns a vintage BMW bike seat and will arrive at the conference venue before any of his peers.

But Tim didn't.

Until minutes before the start of the meeting, when several presidents sent a message urging Tim to screw the throttle and “Bomb ~” rushed toward the scheduled coordinates.

……

without any surprises.

Seeing Tim in a World War II bomber jacket, stepping on high boots, riding a brand-new World War II BMW R-35 motorcycle and rushing into the conference spot with smoke and dust. The other CEOs, who arrived early and whose prices were no worse than Tim's, looked straight in the eye.

They looked back and forth at Tim and at themselves.

Especially the CEO of Facebook, who stared at Tim's ride with an irresistible sense of stupidity.

Parking went out, Tim jumped off the motorcycle, deliberately bandaged his expression with a slightly lower voice and said, "Sorry I'm late. ”

“On the way here, I've been thinking, I think we have to stick together in order to have a chance to survive. ”

Several presidents hurried forward, talking about a meeting, but couldn't help but grab the motorcycle.

“Well... I have a question before the meeting. ”

“Where did BMW get this? ”