Super Entertainment Tycoon

"How long did I play inside?" Zhou Chuang asked.

"Ten minutes." Lin Fan looked at the phone, and by coincidence, it was ten minutes.

"Strange, it shouldn't be such a short time."

Zhou Chuang still remembered flying over various places, definitely more than ten minutes.

"Maybe you are too involved in playing."

Lin Fan didn't know how to explain this alien product.

...

After Zhou Chuang left, Lin Fan fell into waiting again, probably because of bad luck, and waited until dark at night without any business coming.

"Hey, forget it, buy some steamed bun mats."

The five yuan from the flight ticket was directly credited to his card. Fortunately, he can pay with WeChat everywhere now, otherwise he can't get the five yuan.

Just about to buy something to eat, the phone in Lin Fan's hand rang again.

"Hey, mom."

"Son, what are you doing?" A kind female voice came over the phone.

"Just after get off work, ready to go to dinner with colleagues."

"The weather has gotten cold recently. Put on more clothes. Mom misses you."

"I see, I eat well and dress well here, so you don't have to worry about it."

"That's fine, if you are short of money, tell your mother, I'll transfer it to you."

"What kind of money do I lack alone, but you two eat well, don't eat frugally every day."

"Your father and I are eating well, don't you have to save money to marry a wife?"

"Daughter-in-law, I will marry myself. You two have a good time. By the way, what about my dad?

"Your dad went to work, wait a minute and give him a call. He tells me that he misses his son every day at home."

"Well, I see, I won't tell you anymore, my colleagues are waiting for me to have dinner."

"Okay, pay attention to your body..."

Lin Fan hung up the phone and sighed.

After so many years, the parents can be said to have broken their hearts for him. They are frugal and care about how their son is doing all the time.

...

Zhou Chuang drove back home, still remembering everything in his mind.

On the plane, he seemed to let him fly, and the blue sky allowed it to soar. He used to like his Mercedes-Benz E-Class very much, but now, compared with the fighters he flew before, it was in the scum. Slag.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, Zhou Chuang couldn't wait to take out his phone and chatted in a WeChat group.

"Hey, let me tell you, I went to visit the army again today, and touched a gun. That feels really cool." One person made a proud expression in the group.

This is a military friendship group. Most of them are rich second generations. They are also military fans. They have been particularly interested in guns and shells since childhood.

"I really envy you. The last time I touched my gun was half a year ago. After that, I still have a lot of aftertaste." Someone sent an enviable expression.

Before, Zhou Chuang would immediately join the discussion whenever he saw them chatting like this, but today is different.

Zhou Chuang, who fired a missile with his own hands, didn't show much interest in the gadgets of guns.

"Shooting? You may not believe me. I can fly a fighter jet and launch a missile today."

"Fighter, missile!" Someone uttered a laughing face, "Zhou Chuang, I think you want to fly a plane and you are crazy."

This group of people usually chat in the group, and they know something about the career that happened to Zhou Chuang.

"Yes, return missiles. You can't play that stuff for you if you have money."

"Zhou Chuang, wake up, wake up, stop dreaming."

As soon as Zhou Chuang said this, a bunch of mocking fonts appeared in the group.

"Chee, Qi Peng, you look down on people too much. If you don't believe it, I'll take you to feel it tomorrow." Zhou Chuang was speechless, and what he said was true. Why don't these people believe it.

"Okay, I want to see how you fly fighters." Qi Peng was the first person in the group to say that he went to the military camp to visit, and he was also Zhou Chuang's friend in reality.

"Drive a fighter plane? Who is bragging, bring me along." A woman in the group saw the chat history of Zhou Chuang and Qi Peng and sent a message unwillingly.

The girl's name is Chen Ke, and her home is a real estate agent. Unlike most girls, Chen Ke has been a man-in-law since she was a child, and bullying boys has been her greatest pleasure since she was in elementary school.

However, although he is a man-in-law character, he has the appearance of a goddess. It is easy to mingle with Zhou Chuang and the group. They also live in Yinnan City. Several people often go out for dinner and tea together.

"Okay, in that case, we will make an appointment until nine o'clock in the morning tomorrow. I promise to surprise you all."

Zhou Chuang turned off WeChat after sending this message, and let other people ask without saying anything. He could already think of how Qi Peng and Chen Ke would feel when they see the simulator like a children’s facility tomorrow. I don't plan to tell them in advance.

...

Now it’s eleven o’clock in the evening. Lin Fan is walking bored on the street. He has eaten the steamed buns and vegetables he earned for five yuan today. He is not going to live in the aircraft tonight. Sleeping was too awkward. It happened that there was still a few dollars in the membership card of the Internet cafe. He planned to go to the Internet cafe to play games and then fall asleep.

Skillfully opened TGP and landed in the LOL area. Lin Fan was ready to massacre in the wild area, but found that his account was reported and suspended for three days because of deliberately giving away the head.

Just kidding, the title of Brass 4396 is not in vain. Taking a look at the previous record, four pages are red, all 0-N-0.

"by."

Lin Fan pointed his **** to the screen. LOL can't be played, so let's play stand-alone.

He entered the Three Kingdoms Warriors. He played this game when he was young. The feeling of killing soldiers like cutting grass made him very enjoyable. In the game, he played as a famous general of the Three Kingdoms. He was powerful and unparalleled, and he could change with his own power War situation.

Two hours later, sleepiness gradually hit, and Lin Fan fell into a deep sleep.

Sleeping until the next morning, I glanced at the phone at ten o'clock.

"It's still early, and go to bed later." Lin Fan fell back again.

"No, I seem to have to go for business."

It suddenly occurred to him that he is no longer a vagrant, but an "entrepreneur" with a super system.

He ran all the way to the Nancheng Amusement Park, and he saw three luxury cars parked in front of the arch.

"Mercedes-Benz E-Class, Mazda MX-5, Porsche Cayenne."

Lin Fan only notified the models of the three cars at a glance, and prices and other things came to mind. He is a car fan and has always dreamed of owning a supercar of his own. Although these cars are not It's great, but it's not something ordinary people can afford.

In the playground, next to the simulator, two men and a woman stood waiting.