The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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The most Ning Yuetong could do was integrate all these things into a mobile phone. Ning Quruo hugged her waist tightly, "Sister, don't be sad." Gu Weimian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his hand and gently hugged Ning Quruo's waist. Ning Quruo also lowered his head to take a look, "It's Ning Yuetong's." He was about to take the phone from Gu Weimian's hand, but was stopped by Gu Weimian.
The most Ning Yuetong could do was integrate all these things into a mobile phone.
If we use China’s current proprietary technology... Ding ding ding!
Copycat mobile phones for the elderly make their debut.
And a real smartphone.
One mobile phone can handle all entertainment activities, and even to a certain extent eliminates cash payments and computer-based online games, opening up a new experience of shared life and handheld entertainment.
This old color screen phone can only be described as... emmm...
Gu Weimian was still analyzing the impact of Ning Yuetong's technology in his heart. On the other hand, Ning Quruo called his father as soon as possible.
She was startled and grabbed Ning Quruo's phone.
Ning Quruo turned his head, his face gloomy: "Why stop me!"
"What are you calling for?"
Ning Quruo wore a rough coat,
"I want to ask him why he gave Ning's to Ning Yuetong!"
What a shitty smartphone.
He wrote that plan.
Could it be that he didn't know about the huge disadvantages of what Ning Yuetong called smartphones?
Father Ning looks so proud.
Does he have any brains?
No wonder when my grandfather died, he called Ning Ruoqing, who was still studying, to help run the company.
As the eldest son, Father Ning was also the heir to the Ning family chosen by Grandpa.
No brains at all!
If things continue like this, I don’t know if the Ning Group can survive the next decade or even the next year!
Gu Weimian's face was calm and composed.
"Why, you don't want to give it up?"
Ning Quruo snorted coldly, "I'm not reluctant to part with it! But this is yours!..."
When will it be Ning Yuetong's turn to get his hands on things that belong to my sister!
What’s even more infuriating is Ning’s father’s attitude.
It cannot be said that biological children are necessarily superior to adopted children.
But it is totally unreasonable that adopted children always take precedence over biological children!
It’s amazing!
Gu Weimian looked at Ning Quruo's indignant expression and inexplicably found her cute.
She pinched Ning Quruo's cheeks and said, "It's good that you are not reluctant to part with it. If you don't want that little thing, then don't take it. Sister will earn more for you!"
Ning Quruo snorted when she heard this, "How can a girl make money? I will make money to support you..."
The last three words were whispered inexplicably.
It seems like he said something unpleasant.
Gu Weimian smiled slightly: "Yes, yes, I support you, you support me, it is enough for us to support each other, we don't care about that Ning family!"
Ning Quruo pursed her lips and hummed muffledly.
He raised his hands and hugged Gu Weimian.
Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment.
I always feel like Ning Quruo likes hugging her particularly lately?
A strong masculine scent rushed into her nose.
Ning Quruo hugged her waist tightly, "Sister, don't be sad."
Gu Weimian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his hand and gently hugged Ning Quruo's waist.
"I'm not sad."
She won't be sad.
The hands closed.
Actually, I’m very happy.
"Ring, ring, ring..." In the room, Gu Weiman's cell phone suddenly rang.
Gu Weimian frowned.
I looked down and saw it was an unfamiliar phone number.
Ning Quruo also lowered his head to take a look, "It's Ning Yuetong's."
He was about to take the phone from Gu Weimian's hand, but was stopped by Gu Weimian.
Gu Weimian picked up the phone and answered the call.
"Ms. Gu." Ning Yuetong's voice with a Beijing accent came on the phone.
This pure Beijing dialect, with a hint of ancient charm, is very pleasant to listen to.
Gu Weimian raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Miss Ning, what do you want to talk to me about?"