Death that cannot be escaped (I) The president's first life. …
In the vast universe, the core of the world composed of everyone's beliefs gradually lights up. With the core as the center, a fiction world with a domineering president as the framework gradually takes shape.
I am the protagonist of this world.
This is my first life.
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I am a genius.
Before I was three years old, my mother and I lived alone abroad.
My mother was a novice designer. At that time, our life was a little difficult. She didn’t have the energy to complete a whole jewelry design. She had to run around all day for work and to raise me.
But in her spare time, she always finds time to complete the design draft at hand.
When I was bored, I would tinker with the computer at home and learned code and programming without any guidance.
So at the age of three, I became an internationally famous hacker.
With me supporting the family, my mother no longer had to worry about our lives all day long, and she began to concentrate on jewelry design.
My mother’s works are very spiritual. The design that she spent three years polishing became a hit once it was shown. Soon, she became a new star in jewelry design.
After my mother became an overnight sensation, she received numerous invitations from jewelry companies and was invited to return home.
I never thought that the company we finally decided to cooperate with was the company my father worked for.
After going through a series of things, the parents finally lived happily together.
My father loved me very much and tried his best to train me as the heir of the company. He tried to have me take over the company affairs as soon as possible, completely ignoring the fact that I was only 5 years old at the time.
People in the circle said that this was a sign that my father valued me, but I just thought that he wanted to live alone with my mother and hand over the company to me as soon as possible so that the two of them could live happily.
My father's family and company are among the best in the world, and countless eyes are staring at me.
For my safety, my father developed a complete set of self-defense training for me from the moment I returned to the family.
From anti-drug training, to the use of firearms, to the use of cold weapons, to survival in the wilderness.
Of course I couldn't neglect my studies.
After my father discovered my talent, he let me go home and hired a tutor to give me targeted training.
At the age of 8, I completed high school courses and began to systematically study family business management.
In fact, starting from the year I returned to the family, my father often took me to the company for meetings.
I sat on my father's lap during high-level meetings.
At first, he just wanted to show off that I was the lover he had been looking for for a long time, and that I gave birth to his child, and to show his importance to me to the company's top management.
After finding out that I could understand the content of the meeting, he began to teach me management step by step and tried to let me decide on some cooperation.
At that time, I lacked connections, but my hacking skills made up for it.
Whenever I work with a company, there are never any mistakes, and they can even help the company gain greater benefits.
I am a well-known talented young president in the industry.
At the age of ten, he was responsible for half of the company's decisions.
At the age of twelve, he graduated from college and obtained three degrees. In the same year, he went abroad to open up foreign markets and continue his studies.
My father was a little dissatisfied with this.
If I go abroad to develop markets, I won't be able to take over the company completely, and he still won't be able to enjoy a happy around-the-world honeymoon with his mother.
The environment abroad was quite turbulent, and the journey to open up markets was not entirely smooth.
Compared with the relatively stable environment in China, the phenomenon of gun abuse abroad is very serious. I am relatively young and my appearance is very in line with the public's aesthetics, so on the first day I started to discuss cooperation, I received many malicious looks.
Within one month, I experienced five kidnappings, six gunfights, more than thirty face-to-face threats, and more than one hundred and twenty written threats. The safety education my family gave me was fully demonstrated while I was abroad.
In order to prevent these garbage from hindering the expansion of my business empire, I decided to use force to deter them.
My deterrence was very successful. By the time I was fourteen, I had unified both the black and white worlds in the world. According to the customs of our country, they called me "Young Master."
I don’t like this title very much, as it seems like I am very fond of violence, but actually I am a businessman and I prefer them to call me - President.
When I was fourteen, I went back to China to celebrate my mother’s birthday.
The journey back home was not smooth.
On the way home from the airport, I witnessed a car accident.
A young boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was crushed by a large truck.
A bloody mess.
The scene of the accident was extremely tragic, and it also caused serious traffic congestion.
I was sitting in the back seat of the Maybach, and through the front passenger window, I could see the entire car accident.
The driver looked at me worriedly and asked softly, "Master, do you need to raise the partition?"
"Need not."
The driver's worries were unnecessary. I often see blood when I am abroad.
I can't say I like blood, but I don't hate it either.
In other words, I like exciting things. The moment when the gun shoots through the enemy's heart and the blood explodes makes me feel pleasure and a sense of accomplishment.
But cleaning up blood stains is a hassle and I don't like it.
"Master, it doesn't seem easy to take a detour."
"Well, wait a moment, I'll tell my mother."
The big truck in front blocked the road completely, and the boy's flesh and blood covered half of the road.
Even if the truck gave way enough space for other vehicles to pass, no car would be willing to drive over the boy's body lying on the asphalt road.
The traffic jam became more and more serious. Cars that were unaware of the truth began to honk their horns. The temperature was high in summer and there was a car accident ahead. The vomit of people who witnessed the accident on the roadside was evaporated by the heat. A sour and unpleasant smell slowly rose, and the atmosphere became more and more irritating.
If cars could fly, there wouldn't be the serious traffic jams we have today.
The thought flashed through my mind.
It takes time for all departments to arrive.
I waited for a long time, and finally, out of boredom, I turned my gaze to the corpse in front of me.
It's almost unrecognizable what it originally looked like.
The dead boy had a pair of slightly upturned almond-shaped eyes, which were filled with panic and confusion.
The eyes look quite nice.
But now that he looks like this, I guess no one will pay attention to his appearance.
He was originally holding a basketball in his hand. Presumably, its owner had taken good care of it, as the surface of the basketball was very clean. But now, the basketball had rolled to the side of the road alone, covered in blood.
He seemed to have made an appointment with someone to play basketball, and he was carrying a schoolbag on his back.
Due to the impact and squeezing, the zipper of the backpack broke open and the things inside were scattered all over the floor.
Near me, there was a hard plastic object reflecting light.
This is a palm-sized rectangular hard plastic student ID card.
The blue background of the photo showed that the boy in the photo was as handsome as I expected.
What is written next to the photo?
I tilted my head and adjusted my position, and through the bloodstains and reflections on it, I made out the words written on the student ID card.
Lu Renjia.
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