Rebirth: Encyclopedia System

The afternoon exam was still child's play for Zhao An. It was very simple. He could get full marks even with his eyes closed.

Zhang Chang walked over mysteriously and said, "Zhao An, I heard that Huang Tao is looking for trouble with you. Be careful. Also, the top student in the first grade, the one who got first place, his father is a teacher in the school. I think his name is Xu Kun. He is in Class 1. He seems to have heard that you always handed in your papers early. He looks down on us. You'd better get more points than him. Kill him. Damn, it's great to have good grades. If you don't have the ability to come out, you're still a waste!"

"Huang Tao is still in the mood to make trouble for me? Okay, I'll deal with him. Who made him offend you? Haha, I'm your father after all. I'm helping my son solve his problems." Zhao An laughed.

"Get lost. You deserve a beating." Zhang Chang waved his hand. He would not admit it. Although his mother was Zhao An's mistress, his mother was his mother and friendship was friendship. These were two different things and could not be mixed up.

"I know. Let's go. Take the exam. Copy and copy. Try to pass. Haha." Zhao An's expression was very proud. He didn't take the two people seriously at all.

In his opinion, both the academic bully and the school bully were incompetent. They only bullied those who were weaker than them. If they were really capable, they would compare with the candidates in the whole city, not with the poor students in the campus. This was to find a sense of superiority in the weak, which was just a performance of a waste.

And the academic bully was just bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. He bullied some civilian students. If it was someone else with a background, Huang Tao would not dare to do it.

When Zhao An was taking the exam, the bald fat man over there had been prosecuted for several crimes, and one of them was accepting money to beat students, which was particularly serious.

The handle had been passed to Zhao An, and Zhao An handed it to someone, who was the superior of Huang Tao's father's superior. If there was a power reshuffle, this thing would be a killer, which could be used for threats and interest exchanges.

So Huang Tao's father Huang Dashun called Huang Tao and scolded him immediately after he knew about this. If he hadn't been in a meeting, he would have come to school with a broom and would not leave until he broke Huang Tao's legs. He really couldn't swallow this breath. What is a pitfall? This is a pitfall.

Huang Tao didn't know how big Zhao An's background was. He only knew that the other party was a blind cat that met a dead mouse. He could escape the first disaster, but not the second. He planned to take people to squat and teach Zhao An a lesson.

"Boss, the three of us can't beat that guy. He seems to have practiced Thai boxing for at least three or four years." A fat follower said with lingering fear. Now his arm still hurts a lot, but the examination didn't find anything, so he was naturally very afraid of Zhao An.

"What are you afraid of? Just hit him with an iron rod. No matter how powerful he is, he can't be more powerful than an iron rod." Huang Tao was so angry that he couldn't help it. Damn, when has he ever been so angry?

Huang Tao's thoughts were clearly seen by Zhao An. He could monitor all the people who talked and knew any danger in advance.

Zhao An couldn't help laughing when he thought of having fun again. "Since you are looking for death, don't blame me." He took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

In the Huang's Game Company Building, Huang Tao's sister Huang Lin was a little upset. Since the emergence of Future Technology Company, the dividends of mobile games have been almost divided. And there is no flaw to complain to them, whether it is pornography, blood, violence or discrimination, there is nothing, except fun.

And martial arts games have always been very suitable for the market. Who doesn't have a martial arts dream? The mechanism of the game is very perfect. Rich people enjoy high-end shopping, draw, draw, and soar all the way up. The civilians who spend a lot of money can also live comfortably and play the game with great excitement. Even the stingy players can occasionally make a comeback and compete in the rankings. It's so much fun.

Huang Lin played it herself and was impressed by the exquisiteness of the game. The portraits of the characters are cartoon-like and have a hint of photo-realism. Both male and female heroes are lifelike. The rules of the game are simple and easy to understand. A mobile game can be played like a PC game.

And I heard that a popular foreign online game "World of Warcraft" seems to have been taken down by this company. It is in negotiations and seems to be preparing to enter the game industry. This is a strong rival.

Huang Lin has a headache. She doesn't know how to fight back. And just now her mother called and said that her brother got into trouble, which made it difficult for her father to move forward in the future. When the next personnel change comes, let alone moving forward, he may have to retreat to the second line early. At that time, he will be suppressed step by step. In short, it is a dead end, just waiting to die slowly.

Huang Lin didn't know what her brother had done, but her father's downfall would affect her company. It would be difficult to get loans, apply for clauses, and all kinds of problems would arise. Not to mention the people she had offended before, at that time, everyone would push down on her, and she was a little upset.

At this time, a text message rang on her mobile phone. It was the boss of Future Technology who sent a text message, saying that he could consider talking to her about the agency.

There are many entrances to mobile games, and some website agents can also offer some recharge discounts, and you can drink some soup. It all depends on whether the other party is willing and wants to.

Huang Lin's eyes lit up when she saw this. It seems that there is a chance, which should be able to ease her financial tension. After all, even if it is just drinking soup, she roughly calculated that there are hundreds of thousands of bonuses a month, if the game continues to be popular. So he quickly picked up the phone and replied, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Zhao, I'll be waiting for you tonight."

"Book a banquet at the Bicester Hotel tonight, the specific time should be nine or ten o'clock. You only have one hour to show me that your company has this potential, so let's do it this way first." Zhao An replied. When he sent the text message, Wei Hao's mother was covering her mouth under his crotch, enduring the man's fierce impact.