Monster Factory: One Thousand 200 13: The Tim That Pulls Wind

? Seeing a friend's application, Tim clicked OK.

As soon as he clicked to confirm, the new friend over there sent a message.

Friends have Chinese names.

"Hello Boss."

Tim can't understand Chinese, so he replies in English and asks who he is?

"Yo ~ foreigner?"

After this sentence in Chinese, the other party quickly added a sentence in English that Tim can understand, saying Hello, Boss.

Tim asks the other party again. If the other party merely adds, Tim will delete him.

Adding a friend in the address book in the virtual world is very simple. If you don’t turn off the nearby visible function, the surrounding customer(s) can send him a friend request directly. Tim didn't care about it, but now it is very likely that someone has added a friend casually.

"Boss, do you want virtual currency?"

With only one sentence, the other party quickly retracted the hand that Tim was about to delete the friend.

Tim quickly looked around, and soon saw a young man beckoning and smiling at him on the side of the road.

Without waiting for the other person to come, this big boss who is in charge of the Apple empire and who is in charge of the empire on weekdays jogged forward by himself, "Friend, do you have virtual coins?"

"Is the currency in the virtual world?"

"Friend, are you sure you are joking?"

Tim became anomaly excited. A moment ago, he was going to go to the field to learn how to make a living by himself, but in the next moment someone took the initiative to come to him.

"Of course, besides this, what else is worthy of your attention?" The young man with the ID named [Yinghe No. 3] smiled, looking from top to bottom, and looked at the blond again firmly. Foreign rich man. But his appearance as a foreigner is not uncommon, and some China people also make themselves foreigners.

"My friend, I have to say that your observation is very keen."

"I am really short of virtual currency." Tim lowered his voice: "I want all of you as much as you have."

Yinghe No. 3 thinks of your smooth and vivid walking movements. At first glance, it is the best Primordial Spirit suit. This suit costs 30 million. Of course, I am keen to observe. If you are not willing to spend a lot of money on virtual The rich man of currency, who can be the rich man?

The Galaxy No. 3 did not rush into the topic, "Boss are you in China, or are you in the open sea?"

"Of course it is overseas, there is a problem?"

Overseas, those are rich people in China, and now holographic glasses and supporting equipment are not sold overseas at all. This foreigner can get a full set of top-level equipment, which is evident.

But the overseas status makes Galaxy No. 3 also have other concerns.

"Boss, you know I am from China. So I only accept RMB, you can’t pay directly overseas."

"I can pay you RMB directly." Tim glanced at each other dissatisfiedly. It was too insightful, and you would not see who I am.

"That's easy." Yinhe No. 3 smiled happily. "Our ratio is one to five. How much do you want Boss."

Tim waved a big hand, "First come one hundred thousand."

After merely finished speaking, Tim felt that the other's eyes suddenly became a little wrong.

The look in the eyes is like...

Just like he once went to the hospital to visit a poor employee whose IQ had fallen from a master's level to a 10-year-old child due to a work-related injury that caused brain damage.

"Hehe ~ Boss, you are really kidding." Yinhe No. 3 stared at Tim for a long time, and finally recovered, "Hundred thousand?"

"Do you think I am an administrator in the virtual world? At this stage, where can I change one hundred thousand virtual coins for you."

"Then how many do you have?" Tim blushed, "I want it all."

"Our team is close to 20, so we can only make up one thousand three at the moment. If you get the package, I will give you a 5% discount."

Tim asked how to trade.

He has not yet figured out the virtual world transaction mechanism, because there is no transaction or transfer operation window on the personal information page, it is more like an electronic personal file, only the current information of customer(s) is recorded on the record .

Galaxy No. 3 said that at present, transfers can only be done through banks in the virtual world or ATM machines on the street.

But the transfer requires was detained in addition to the handling fee, and the fee is a little percent, which is borne by the buyer.

Tim doesn't care about the 1% transfer fee, he only concerns how he can protect the transaction security.

"Boss, this is the first time you are trading virtual currency online." Galaxy No. 3 has a very sophisticated tone. "For the first time we cooperate with each other, we will use multiple transactions for simple buyers. Way to ensure the safety of both parties’ transactions."

"There is an ATM machine not far behind me. You first give me the fee for transferring 50 points of virtual currency, and then tell me your account number. After I transfer the virtual currency to you, you will transfer 50 points. I will give you virtual currency again."

"Repeat sixteen times and the transaction is complete."

Tim asked a particularly silly question, "It's a waste of time, can't you turn over now?"

"Would you like to pay first?"

"..." Tim shook his head, "Well, it's a total of six thousand five hundred yuan, you send me the account number, I will ask the staff... I will ask my friend to transfer it to you in batches."

Tim doesn't care about the six thousand five hundred yuan, even if there are two more zeros, but he cares about being cheated.

As the president of Company, the top technology of worldwide, he is hiding in the virtual world of his competitors, and he is doing a small business with a little-known guy that is not even considered root hair.

This is very ridiculous.

But wouldn’t it be more ridiculous if even this small business was deceived?

The more successful you are, the less you can allow yourself to have this IQ offline moment.

"That..."

"Boss, I will correct you."

"It's six thousand five dollars in total, not RMB." Galaxy No. 3 smiled slightly, thinking that it would charge others at this price, and to accept you as an overseas fat sheep, of course, the currency must be changed.

Tim itself seems to have been tricked by others, and it is not light, "You just said that you would not charge US dollars."

The Galaxy No. 3 smiled in time: "But we charge RMB at the US dollar exchange rate."

……

Ten minutes later, Tim Yinhe No. 3 parted ways.

Tim sullen his face, and hired an NPC-run taxi from the side.

After more than a few minutes after 20, Tim came out of the official shopping area. At this time, the displeasure on his face had disappeared, and he replaced with a triumphant smile, because he was sitting on a retro BMW R-35 motorcycle.

This kind of antique motorcycle of World War II equipped with a 4-speed manual gearbox is still very eye-catching even when riding on Manhattan streets where supercars gather.

Not to mention riding in a virtual world?

Tim, wearing a World War II flight jacket, appeared on the street with his car, and countless virtual customer(s)s went crazy, "damn it ~ damn it ~" was louder than the cheers at the Justin Bieber concert.

Who is he here?

At this moment, the dopamine in the brain of Tim is secreting crazily.

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

The refreshing stimulus obtained from the virtual world is ten times more refreshing than when he released the new generation of Company products on the site of the annual conference of Cupertino, October.

It’s nice to feel rich!

Tim hurriedly sent a message to the Galaxy No. 3 while riding a motorcycle, so that the virtual currency he produced in the future should not be sold to others, he should be all-inclusive.

The latter replied with a smile, apparently not taking it seriously.

Just when Tim was planning to go out of town for a stroll, his electronic watch vibrated slightly, prompting a new friend to apply.

Tim has just been closed and visible nearby, otherwise it will blow his car and motorcycle into the street. Now the friend application list can definitely receive no less than 10,000 applications.

Now that someone added him by searching his customer(s) account.

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

"It's me, Anderton."

Tim hurriedly parked, forced to calm down his brains.

The name of the other party reminds Tim of the original intention of going to the virtual world this time.

The original intention was to understand competitors’ product projects. A few hours ago, not only Apple sent several senior engineers into the virtual world, but other technology Company also sent representative. This Anderton is Deputy Director-General of Google.

At the moment when Tim was gradually calming down, the friend application jumped again, and there was more than one.

Microsoft Company, facebook, Amazon děng děng|etc|wait...

After five hours of exploration and investigation, all Company companies have basically come up with some very professional opinions.

They now need and must put aside their opinions and gather frankly and discuss together.

Several Companys are distributed all over North America, and holding a web conference is of course the easiest way.

But now everyone has always felt that having a meeting in a virtual world makes a difference.

It happens that everyone chooses the identity of the human race, or perhaps the virtual world places the birthplace of customer(s) overseas in the same city. So after reporting their identities, several Company presidents were delighted to find that everyone was in the same city.

Of course, you need to find a quiet place for a meeting, so the meeting place is set at a coordinate point on an electronic map outside the city half an hour later.

According to the truth, Tim owns a retro BMW motorcycle, and he will arrive at the meeting place before any of his companions.

However, Tim did not do this.

Waiting for a few minutes before the start of the meeting, when several presidents sent a message urging, Tim only twisted the throttle and "hōng hōng ~" rushed towards the predetermined coordinates.

……

No accidents~IndoMTL.com~ When I saw Tim wearing a World War II flight jacket, stepping on high-top military boots, riding a brand-new World War II BMW R-35 motorcycle, and rushing to a puff of smoke and dust appeared at the meeting place. Other CEOs who arrived early, and the value of the CEOs who are no worse than the Tim, have their eyes straight.

They looked back and forth between Tim and themselves with disbelief.

Especially the president of facebook Company, when he stared at the car of Tim, he felt a kind of unconcealed urge to move around.

Parking and stalling, Tim jumped off the motorcycle, deliberately stretched its proud expression, and said in a slightly low voice, "Sorry for being late."

"I have been thinking on the way here. I think we must unite closely to have a chance to survive."

Several presidents hurriedly stepped forward, talking about the meeting, but couldn't help but touch the motorcycle with both hands.

"That...I have a question before the meeting."

"Where did BMW get it?"