Tian Guangrong's cursing completely woke Tian Mufeng up; he realized that the root of everything was here.

He looked at the old man before him, who was frail and old but had rekindled his passion, and smiled silently.

He suddenly felt relieved; without his father, he no longer needed to worry about taking care of him in his old age.

Even with the hefty fines, the phone he designed for Tian Guangrong had already made him a fortune. As long as he doesn't do anything reckless, he can still live a comfortable life in his old age.

He didn't receive a single penny of the design commission; consider it repayment for all the years of care he received.

It's just that my mother has suffered so much. For so many years, she has endured humiliation and hardship to maintain the illusion of happiness for herself.

When he got home, he pretended not to know anything and told Zhou Ling that he had found a tutor and that she didn't need to worry about his living expenses.

Over the weekend, he took on four tutoring jobs, working sixteen hours a day, earning eighty yuan a weekend.

He earns more money in a month than Zhou Ling does.

The money they earned was enough for their daily lives.

As time went on, Tian Guangrong's company did not release any new mobile phones, while Han Tao's mobile phones had gained an absolute advantage and began to distribute them nationwide.

At the same time, counterfeit mobile phones have emerged one after another, bringing mobile phones into the public eye.

A trend has emerged in society that holding a mobile phone is a symbol of wealth and status, and signifies success.

Anyone who runs a small business will save up to buy one.

In rural areas, many families can't even afford a landline, while in some developed cities, mobile phones have become an important communication tool.

Of course, at this time, some miniature mobile phones, such as PHS phones, also appeared, forming a three-way competition.

Previously, each household would install a landline phone; now, everyone has a mobile phone. With such a large population in China, those within this market naturally have a deep understanding of just how huge it is.

Tian Guangrong was unwilling to give up such a great opportunity, so he and Lao Zhou's son increased investment, hired a professional team, conducted design research, and tried to regain market share.

Old Zhou's son had nothing to say. His team also produced several mobile phones, but after they were launched on the market, they were like pebbles thrown into the ocean, making no sound at all.

Since Tian Mufeng isn't coming back, they have no choice but to hire a new designer at a high salary.

If they don't approve of domestic teams, they have to hire foreign teams, which costs millions a year.

Two years later, Han Tao's technology company had become one of the top technology companies in the country.

The optical communication business alone generates an annual output value of two billion.

After graduating, Ququ became the company's chief operating officer and became worth over 100 million yuan.

Tian Guangrong's new mobile phones, however, were always stuck in a rut, neither gaining traction nor selling well, despite the considerable amount of money he invested.

Tian Mufeng has changed his name to Zhou, taking his mother's surname, and has become Zhou Mufeng.

The mother and son earned more than 10,000 yuan on their own, and with their previous savings, they took over a shop and started making snacks.

Running my own restaurant requires me to get up at four o'clock every morning. Although it's hard work, I can earn more than two thousand yuan a month, and my life has become much more comfortable.

He has one more year until he graduates.

After graduation, he wanted to work for an electronics company and conduct chip research.

During this time, he encountered Miaomiao many times on campus, but decided to pass by each time.

The two are worlds apart; he is no longer the same person who, once he made up his mind, would rush headlong into it.

After graduating, Lin Miaomiao joined the group to conduct research on printing and dyeing technology.

Zhou Mufeng didn't communicate with her, and she didn't intend to shamelessly go to him. Instead, she started dating a colleague.

However, every time she goes on a date with her boyfriend, she feels empty inside, and sometimes she wonders what he is doing at this time.

"Miaomiao, what movie do you want to see? Miaomiao..." While buying movie tickets, she was slightly distracted and only came back to her senses after being called by her boyfriend several times.

Just now, in the instant she turned her head, she seemed to see Zhou Mufeng, and with him was a girl.

She laughed at herself, feeling incredibly foolish for thinking the other person was simply insecure. She realized the other person hadn't been idle either.

"Let's not watch the movie anymore, let's go." Miaomiao walked towards the door on her own.

Yang Guang, who was behind him, followed with a smirk. This young lady was not easy to please; she would throw a tantrum at the drop of a hat and was unpredictable.

He wouldn't have pursued her so relentlessly if it weren't for her family's wealth.

If Miaomiao had gone in and watched the movie, she would have known that Zhou Mufeng wasn't out alone with a girl, but rather it was a class activity.

That girl liked Zhou Mufeng and liked to stick close to him, and she just happened to see it.

Miaomiao rushed out of the movie theater, feeling increasingly upset. She didn't pay attention to the cars on the road and was hit hard by a car.

She flew in an arc and crashed heavily to the ground.

Blood immediately flowed freely where she lay.

Yang Guang was terrified and covered his head, at a loss for what to do.

That driver was probably an experienced one, knowing that it's better to kill than cripple, and was preparing to do it again...

At this moment, Zhou Mufeng rushed out of the movie theater and lay down on Lin Miaomiao's body, protecting her firmly beneath him.

Seeing that something was wrong, the driver hurriedly fled.

"Call an ambulance immediately!"

Zhou Mufeng roared at the crowd that had gathered around him...

By this time, Yang Guang had already disappeared without a trace, and only kind-hearted people helped to make phone calls.

Lin Miaomiao was quickly rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Zhou Mufeng, disregarding the misunderstanding, quickly contacted Han Tao and told him about Lin Miaomiao being hit by a car.

Even the usually calm Han Tao was stunned, as if struck by lightning, and didn't react for a moment.

Zhou Mufeng roared, "Don't just stand there! Quickly notify her mother, Miaomiao might need a blood transfusion..."

Han Tao then realized what was happening and quickly notified Lu Wanqing and Lin Ye, and also called Huo Xiao.

Lu Wanqing and Lin Ye must be panicked when they receive the notification. Huo Xiao can help handle the follow-up matters.

After making these arrangements, he then ordered people to investigate the driver who caused the accident, his eyes darkening.

Whether it was a simple traffic accident or a premeditated murder remains to be investigated.

As for Zhou Mufeng, who called him, he had no choice but to play the villain first and then investigate the surveillance footage using hacking techniques to find out why he was there and who else was present.

Meanwhile, the hospital operating room was already crowded with people: Lu Wanqing, Lin Ye, her two older brothers, Huo Xiao and his wife, Lin Chunhua and her husband...

Those who received the news rushed here, comforting Lu Wanqing and Lin Ye while waiting for a miracle to happen.

Huo Xiao pulled Zhou Mufeng aside and asked him to explain how serious the situation was.

At this moment, Zhou Mufeng began to break down, collapsing to the ground and sobbing uncontrollably.

"I should have called her back sooner. It's all my fault. If she hadn't rushed out, she wouldn't have been hit by the car."

"So much blood, she's lost so much blood..."

Hearing his sobbing, Lu Wanqing stepped forward and slapped him across the face: "What are you wailing about? Miaomiao will be alright..."