After Aunt Jun finished speaking, Yue Xuan nodded beside her.
"Zheng Yang! What do you think about those four families? They always come to you, and it's not a big deal, right? And they don't even buy motorcycles."
I didn't think about it at first, but now...
"Aunt Jun! Show me the companies that buy motorcycles from you."
"Just wait!"
Aunt Jun ran to get the computer. This was the account and membership information that Wen Qing had come back to help her with.
"You do this! When they come back tomorrow, you can say that it was you who begged me into agreeing to make chips for them as members.
They also have to keep it a secret and not tell anyone else.”
This is called cutting off the source of the trouble. I'm giving some benefits to the club members. That's nothing, right?
When more and more companies come to buy motorcycles and become members, what will the four companies do with lithography machines?
This is also a way of treating others in their own way.
Aren't Mr. Su and his gang trying to steal my clients? They're also spreading rumors that I look down on private enterprises.
This time, let them experience the feeling of being robbed by me.
Xu Yiting: "Zheng Yang! I notice you've changed. Just looking at the performance of those companies at the banquet, if it were before, would you have said you wouldn't do business with them?"
"I have a wrong to pay for my debts. To be frank, those companies were instigated by the Su family. If I want revenge, it's enough to retaliate against them."
Xu Yiting gave me a thumbs-up: "You really see things clearly. Oh, and I have something else to tell you."
Junyang Software's sales are up again, and everyone's talking about it online. Even our firewall can't protect against Jason.
No, that probably wouldn’t protect against a bunch of hackers.”
Speaking of this, I think of Xiaolin Xiang.
In fact, I have to thank him. If it weren't for his pressure, my skills would not have been able to improve again.
My current coding method is cleaner and more perfect.
I wonder if there is a real opponent who can help me improve my programming skills.
Some people said arrogantly, I finally understand what the loneliness of a master is.
I turned my head inadvertently and saw the Go board.
Right? No one can compete with me, so I can build it myself, right?
Thinking of this, I picked up a lasagna, got up and ran.
"Where are you going, little brat? Aren't you going to eat?"
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