Chapter 50： Zhuang Li: This world belongs to me. (1/2)

One morning ten years later, Zhuang Dahai went out for a run with a one-meter-high little robot as usual.

The round face of the little robot is an LCD screen, which is playing Zhuang Li's image in real time. He was wearing a white coat, holding a notebook in his hand, staring straight ahead, as if he was busy.

Zhuang Dahai looked at his son on the screen from time to time, and his heart was extremely peaceful. My son is very busy with work and often stays in the laboratory for several months. When encountering projects that require strict confidentiality, it is not uncommon for him to not go home for two or three years.

In order to take better care of his old father, he specially developed this companion robot. Although they are separated from each other, they can often stay together through a video connection.

"Dad, don't be lazy today, I'll run with you all the way." Zhuang Li took the time to say to Zhuang Dahai on the other side of the screen between experiments.

The small robot has an automatic selection function, which will blur all the furnishings in the laboratory, leaving only a clear image of Zhuang Li. This prevents the leakage of secrets.

Zhuang Dahai touched his nose with a guilty conscience, and said, "After the run, I'll definitely finish the run today. Help Dad to time it. Dad is really good now. It only takes 40 minutes to run the entire community."

"Dad is amazing." Zhuang Li gave a thumbs up with a smile, and then carefully warned: "Don't run too fast, take your time."

"Okay, look, I'll run in small steps." Zhuang Dahai took small steps and smiled at his son on the screen.

People who passed him greeted him warmly: "Oh, Mr. Zhuang, your son is running with you again? Your son is really filial. He is always busy and always finds time to accompany you."

Zhuang Dahai laughed happily, his voice so loud that it could shake the birds on the tree. His bold and uninhibited personality would have been difficult to integrate into this rich and powerful community, but who made his son prosperous! He doesn't need to flatter others at all, others will naturally rush to please him.

They didn't move, they still lived in the villa given by Xuan Ming. The son said that he was nostalgic and did not want to leave, so Zhuang Dahai stayed in peace.

At the beginning, their family did suffer a lot of exclusion.

Zhuang Dahai drives a Rolls-Royce out to buy groceries, and he can always hear the doorman pointing at him and teasing: "Look, this is the poorest family in our community, the dung beetle is on the train track - the number one. That's what my car looks like, and it's as good as it gets!"

Zhuang Dahai held his breath in his heart, got out of the car and argued with the doorman, which caused more and more ridicule from the people around him.

The property management company never took his complaints seriously, let alone dismissed the broken-mouthed doorman.

But what happened afterward?

After President Xuan died, everyone waited to see how their father and son escaped from this vanity fair that did not belong to them. As a result, his son published an e-mail on the Internet about more than 2,000 patented technologies that he had mastered. Become the arbiter of the fate of Haisheng, and even the fate of all companies in the same industry.

The global patent fee alone can provide hundreds of billions of funds for his son every year, which is more than the assets accumulated by many top giants for hundreds of years.

After the news came out, the whole community shook.

But things are not over yet. His son has established a new Haiming Group, which will become the world's number one technology company within five years, with an annual profit of one trillion yuan.

The powerful and powerful living in this community, who dares to compare their wealth status with the bankers? Saying it out can make people laugh out loud.

Since then, no one has laughed at Zhuang Dahai again, no one dared to look at him with blank eyes, and no one has whispered in his ear "your son is a waste, you will have nowhere to go in the future".

Speaking out, who doesn't envy Zhuang Dahai for raising a good son? He became the thickest golden thigh in this community.

Right now, a group of people chatted around him and greeted Zhuang Li in the video with great enthusiasm.

One of the old women said loudly: "Mr. Zhuang, the electronic pets your company sells are really useful! Did you know that a while ago, Lao Liu took his electronic dog to the back mountain for a run. He had a heart attack and fainted. Few people go to the back mountain, and he almost died!"

"And then? He was fine when I saw him yesterday!" another woman pressed.

"Later, his electronic dog gave him an electric shock, injected him with epinephrine, fed him special medicine, contacted his housekeeper and children, notified 120, and sent a positioning signal to the emergency center. It took less than half an hour. , Lao Liu was sent to the hospital and out of danger. The doctor said that it is fortunate that the electronic dog has an emergency function, otherwise Lao Liu would be dead this time!"

"My God, this is too dangerous!"

"Yeah, I really didn't expect that kind of electronic dog to have an emergency function. Mr. Zhuang, your company's products are amazing!"

The old woman sincerely admired it for a while, causing everyone to place orders to buy an electronic pet.

Zhuang Dahai trotted all the way and smirked all the way, murmured with tears in his eyes: "My son is really promising, and my son has made a great contribution to the society."

Zhuang Li looked back at the old father through the eyes of the little robot, and the corners of his mouth also twitched into a faint smile. The killings of his previous life seemed to be gone from him.

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