Auteur: Filthy Traduction automatique
Ling Jue raised her eyebrows and looked at Lu Yilie. The boy seemed to have an idea.
2It seemed like this incident had really stimulated him.
To Ling Jue's surprise, Lu Yilie had found a business opportunity.
That day, he was looking up information online. On a software, everyone was asking a person who called himself a professor some questions.
If they did not know anything, they could spend money to ask him.
The professor was also very powerful. He could answer almost all the questions they asked.
Lu Yilie suddenly wanted to create a software that would answer questions for others.
He did as he was told. That night, he told his father that he was going to start a business.
Clang!
2His mother's chopsticks fell to the ground. His father was drinking soup, and the spoon fell to the ground.
"What kind of expression is that?!" Lu Yilie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Is this a bad idea?"
2"Hubby, is our son stupid? Take him to see a doctor tomorrow."
2"Yes, yes."
2Lu Yilie's face was full of anger. "Hey, adults, I'm serious. Your son, Lu Yilie, really wants to start a business! Can you support him?"
2His parents looked down on him. He was their biological son, not a free gift!
"Do you know what it means to start your own business?"
2"It means to start your own company!"
2"Yeah, you can say that, but starting your own business is to spend your own money. Do you have money?" Lu Qingyun raised his eyebrows slightly, took the spoon from the servant and continued to drink the soup.
2"!" Lu Yilie was dumbfounded. He didn't have money...
2His mother patted his head. "Son, when you grow up, you will inherit the Feng family. Anyway, your grandfather's idea is to give the Lu family and the Feng family to you. You don't have to start your own business."
2Lu Yilie was a little anxious when he heard that. "But that's the empire you guys have built. It's none of my business!"
2He wanted to start his own business, like Ling Jue and Ouyang Ye...
2But, he did not have money...
2He only had a few thousand yuan, and he spent the rest...
2A few thousand yuan was not enough to start a business. It was not even enough to buy a printer. How could he start a business...
2Lu Yilie suddenly felt a little sad. He had never lacked money before, so he did not think of cherishing it.
Seeing Ouyang Ye and the others start a business with his own money, he was so envious.
"My son, just study hard."
2"..."
Lu Qingyun looked up at the silent Lu Yilie. Was this kid impulsive or serious?
If he was serious, then he would be relieved. His son was finally more sensible.
In the following days, Lu Yilie worked hard and sold all his game equipment.
He saved all the money he earned from the sale, as well as the pocket money he received from his relatives. He saved all of it and wanted to become successful.
He was the top scorer in the middle school examination in Yunhai province. He could also become very powerful.
Ling Jue also noticed the change in Lu Yilie. This kid had been working hard recently. He immediately asked his teacher questions that he did not understand. He did not even have to worry about his homework, and he even wrote in his diary every day.
He even wrote down all the money sources that he thought of.
Moreover, he spoke more steadily. Even when he ate chicken wings, he slowed down his thinking.
"Lord Jue, do you think there will be eggs or chickens first?"
2"..." Ling Jue refused to answer.
2"What do you think, Mu Chen?"
2Mu Chen ate the chicken drumstick. "Why do we have to think about this question? Even if we can figure out whether there will be chickens or eggs first, what can it prove?"
2"But the process of pursuing the truth is a happy one!"
2"No, I'd rather use this time to play games."
2"..." Lu Yilie thought about it, and it seemed to make sense.
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