Reborn multinational giant

Chapter 1 National Day of Mourning

Fantasies, dreams, ideals, goals, these few things, Fang Zhe does not lack all.

After seven years of drifting in the north, Fang Zhe finally achieved one of his small goals and became a producer of a small game company. He was one step away from his next goal to make a successful game, and he was away from his ideal of starting a game company and Dreaming of making a holographic game, there may be a distance of thousands of miles from the west.

At 23:29 in the evening, Fang Zhe was driving home at an intersection of North Third Ring Road East in Yanjing.

Taking a deep breath, rubbing his sleepy eyes, Fang Zhe quietly looked at the red light at the intersection that had become a little hazy because of the rain.

The heavy rain hit the roof of the car, making a ding ding dong bang.

"When the game is officially launched tomorrow, I have to replace this broken car." Fang Zhe heard the voice on the roof of the car, and his heart was a little irritable. Before that, although Fang Zhe worked overtime until the early hours of the morning, it was still fulfilling. When I was ready, my heart was a little empty.

Fang Zhe was thinking wildly about the game he led, although the test data performed well, but before it was officially launched, there was always some anxiety lingering deep in his heart.

When the green light came on, Fang Zhe stepped on the accelerator, but did not notice that a full-loaded muck truck at the right side of the street rushed towards the crossroad without slowing down.

There was a'bang'.

The rushing muck truck stopped directly and hit Fang Zhe's car.

Fang Zhe felt as if he was flying, the orange car taillights on the road in the distance were a little fuzzy, and the rain on the car glass broken into spider webs was so real.

Fang Zhe's consciousness slowly disappeared, and blood flowed out of the corners of the deformed car, mixed into the rain, and slowly flowed to the sewer on the side of the road.

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At 14:28 pm on May 19, 2008, at Anyang Ligong University, Anhe Province, the harsh air defense alarm sounded throughout the campus.On the playground, tens of thousands of teachers and students mourned in silence for the compatriots who died in the Wenchuan earthquake.

At this moment, Fang Zhe, who was standing in the line of juniors, felt a bit complicated.

"I didn't expect that the plots in the novels and movies would happen to me, and I would go through a car accident."

After the air defense alarm ended, the leader spoke, and even the queue disbanded, Fang Zhe was still standing there stupidly, everything in front of him was real and familiar, but he didn't know whether it was a story or a dream, or his past life?

"Azhe, disbanded, let's go." A fat man in a white T-shirt and blue jeans walked up to Fang Zhe and shouted.

Fang Zhe calmed down and looked carefully at this person who played with him since childhood. His name is Wang Kai. Because he has been fat since childhood, he has the nickname of Fatty, compared to Fang Zhe. I remember him a few years later, now he is thinner, his complexion is whiter, full of youthful vigor and cheerfulness.

Fang Zhe chased up, patted the fat man's shoulder with his hand, and it was meaty and cool, everything was so real.

The fat man turned his head and looked at him suspiciously, only to see Fang Zhe look dumb, staring at the ground in a daze.

"What's wrong, Azhe?"

"You said people die, will they cross?"

"Passing through?"

The fat man stopped and looked at Fang Zhe. He was a little bewildered by his question. There was no logic in this. I read too many novels. However, he looked at Fang Zhe with a solemn expression, and he didn't seem to be joking, so he guessed:

"Maybe through, if there is a soul, I would hope that those dead compatriots can travel to the world they want to go."

"soul"

There were only a few scattered people on the playground. Fang Zhe raised his head and looked at the blue sky, slowly calming his inner mood, and deep in his mind, many dusty memories emerged.

After a while, Fang Zhe slowly said:

"Let's go!"

Under the scorching sun, two figures one after another, one fat and one thin, slowly disappeared into the playground.

This day is an extraordinary day for most Chinese people, especially Fang Zhe.

In the afternoon class, Fang Zhe didn’t hear a word. He looked at familiar campuses, classrooms, classmates, teachers, and even the clothes he was wearing, the Nokia in his pocket, everything seemed to be seen deep in his memory. Movies are the same.

And even Fang Zhe didn't know which one was true, or whether the concepts in science fiction movies such as parallel worlds and time travel really exist.

One afternoon, Fang Zhe's mind was messed up, thinking of many things, from his past life to this life, from relatives to friends to colleagues and so on.

After class in the afternoon, Fang Zhe returned to the dormitory and took out the Nokia phone with the candy bar in his pocket. Fang Zhe couldn't take any notice of it, and tremblingly dialed a familiar number.

"Hey, Dad"

A familiar voice came from the phone, which made Fang Zhe's heart relieved. The previous entanglement became open after hearing the familiar voice.

After chatting with his father for a while, Fang Zhe relaxed a lot. Perhaps his parents in his previous life were suffering from a car accident, but now, the father on the other end of the phone, just like the scene in his memory, asked himself if he was It's not that you are short of money again, don't save money, when to go home and so on, something that makes you familiar and moving.

It seems that everything is what I am familiar with. Because of the car accident, I have returned to my college days. It’s just that, which life is my real life, and even my parents, friends and classmates around him, Fang Zhe is affected by these problems. Feel a headache.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Zhe collapsed on the bed and fell asleep. The other roommates in the dormitory had gone out. They had already met in the classroom in the afternoon. Fang Zhe looked like he hadn’t seen each other in eight lifetimes. The buddies are depressed.Fang Zhe went to Yanjing after graduating from his previous life. None of the buddies in the dormitory stayed in Anyang, and even two of them never met after graduation.

When he woke up, Fang Zhe felt a lot clearer in his head. Those complicated things were buried deep in his heart. If possible, he must study and study the matter of crossing himself in the future.

But now, living in the present, God gave himself a chance to rebirth. This is the rhythm of letting himself be the protagonist. As for the system cheats and the like, Fang Zhe checked for a long time and found no changes.

On the contrary, it’s his own babble, making roommates look like they are stupid, but after rebirth, Fang Zhe feels that he has become a hairy boy at this age, even if theoretically a few roommates They are all a few years younger than themselves, but they don't have the feeling of estrangement.

After dinner in the evening, Fang Zhe and a few roommates went to the library for self-study. It's not that they are so easy to learn, but that the atmosphere today is really inappropriate to go out and have a final exam in one month. Failure to do so is not a good thing.

In 2008, several major events occurred in China and the world, such as the southern snow disaster, the Wenchuan earthquake, the Beijing Olympics, and the financial crisis.

The first two things have already happened, and Fang Zhe is unable to change. For the latter two things, the Beijing Olympics is okay. It is a good thing. The financial crisis is not a good thing, but Fang Zhe did not intend to stop it. It has nothing to do with small people like Fang Zhe.

For Fang Zhe and Fatty, who are destined to be IT otaku after graduation, the Internet is the big deal.

Since the emergence of iphone and android, the development of smart phones has opened the curtain of mobile Internet, Xiaomi, Huawei, Weibo, WeChat, cloud computing, League of Legends, King of Glory, Chicken, 3G, 4G, O2O, etc. Names and events flashed in Fang Zhe's mind like a slide.

Fang Zhe sits in the quiet library, trying to remember those things that happened in the next few years, thinking about how he can seize the opportunity and achieve himself from this mobile Internet revolution. Of course, in Fang Zhe, a layman In the eyes, achievement is equivalent to making money.