November 16, 2007, Shanghai.

"Boss, I just arrived at the airport yesterday and I was still dizzy. You came to listen to a lecture. You are so bored."

William Chen, who was dragged by Wu Shidaosheng, looked bitter and revengeful.

Wu Shidao replied: "I secretly ran to the bar to soak my MM last night but I didn't see you, you said you were tired?"

William Chen said dissatisfiedly: "Please, aren't you the most powerful virtual economy expert in the world? You're even coming to listen to others talking about virtual economy. You're so full. If I were you, why don't you go home and look in the mirror and dress up. You'll go to South Korea to see your Lu Meilin tomorrow."

"Okay, I've come here, why are you nagging?" Wu Shidao patted William Chen on the back and said, "Besides, no matter how you say that he is also a professor at a prestigious university, he will definitely have some unique insights."

"I can't stand you."

William Chen shook his head, walked into the venue with Wu Shidao helplessly, and then sat in the last row.

Just after they sat down, they saw a young man in a gray turtleneck walking in lazily. He looked around first, and then walked back with the exaggerated gangster pace.

When Wu Shidao first saw this young man, he couldn't help but smile and said to William Chen, "Does he look very much like you?"

William Chen glanced at the young man, pouted contemptuously, "Tsk~"

The young man finally sat down in front of them. As soon as he sat down, he heard the girl next to him say a little impatiently: "Brother, you have been following me for nine months. Don't you have to work?"

"Work?" the young man raised his eyebrows, "Why do you need to work? I don't like working."

“I don’t like dating people who don’t have jobs.”

"Class, I found that you are looking for trouble. I don't smoke. You said you don't date people who can't smoke. OK, I'll learn to smoke. I don't dance. You said you don't date people who can't dance. OK, I'll learn to dance. Then, you said you don't date people who can't drive. I'll learn to drive again... Alas~" the young man sighed, "If you really want to say it one by one, it's going to be tomorrow morning. Tell me, how many times have you been trying to do it in the past six months, and now you say you're looking for a job. Sister, this world is not something that everyone has to work."

"Please, please tell me clearly? Who is trying to do that in the past six months? Since I met you on the plane, and until now, did you have any day to let me have peace? I am really strange. Did I owe you in my previous life? Why would I have to suffer like this in this life?"

"Oh, why do girls nowadays turn against each other so much? They turn against each other faster than turning over the table!" The young man shook his head and sighed, "I remember how enthusiastic he was to me when someone was selling her house to me on the plane. The golden area has convenient transportation and complete supporting facilities. It is really easy to say anything. It turns out that Chuansha in Pudong is the golden area. The third bus passes by is called convenient transportation. The nearest supermarket is called complete supporting facilities half an hour away. A room-like room in such a place dares to charge me 3,000 yuan a month, and he still says that I took advantage of it. Alas..."

"Okay, okay, don't be so loud..." The girl quickly pressed the young man's head and said softly.

"It was you who said that as long as my performance satisfies you, you will date me. Otherwise, I would have returned the house and it has been nine months now. I am annoyed to hear the frogs crowing in that countryside. You can't always skip the ticket like this."

"Well, okay!" the girl nodded as if she had made up her mind. "As long as you can find a serious job, I will agree to date you for the time being."

When the young man heard this, he laughed and leaned over with a shy face and said, "Is there any advance benefit?"

"Go to die!" The girl waved her hand and slapped the young man hard on the back of the head.

Seeing this scene, William Chen couldn't help but smile, leaned into Wu Shidao's ear and whispered: "Haha, it really looks like me."

Wu Shidao nodded with a smile.

At this time, Professor Wang, a nationally famous virtual economy expert, walked into the venue. As soon as the young man saw him walking in, he immediately lay his head on the table.

The girl immediately pinched her hands on the young man's neck and shouted softly but sternly: "Tang Feng, sit down for me."

"No, I'm so sleepy. This old professor wearing glasses has a strong hypnotic function for me." Tang Feng was caught reluctantly by the girl, "Don't blame me, my root cause was all due to my illness in college."

"Tang Feng, are you a little more comfortable with learning? What will your future prospects do you have in this way?"

"Why should you have a promising future? Why should you have a promising future? A promising future is not a beauty." Tang Feng said as he glanced at the girl and smiled a little warmly, "Xiaocao, you look so pretty when you are angry."

"Don't talk nonsense, sit down!" The girl glared at Tang Feng and looked at the podium.

Tang Feng glanced at the girl with some surprise, held her cheeks with both hands, and sounded bored to the lecture.

Professor Wang said at the beginning: "I believe that in the near future, except for the most basic survival information, our world will be completely virtual. Our social relationships, our personal emotions, and everything about us will be virtualized. Just as drama is gradually disappearing, in the future era, newspapers, television, movies, record companies, all of this will gradually disappear. We will enter a more interactive and multidimensional entertainment era. We call this era the virtual economy era..."

As soon as he finished listening to the opening, Tang Feng pouted gently and turned his face to ask the girl, "Student Ye Huiran, is this kind of old guy you are going to interview today who is inexperienced?"

"He is a great professor, please respect your words."

Tang Feng pursed his mouth, "A person who can say such idiotic words is only worthy of being called an old guy."

"Okay, don't quarrel, listen carefully, and help me think about what questions to ask later. Our editor is still waiting for this manuscript to be under the printing room." Ye Huiran said angrily.

Tang Feng then had to continue turning his head and look ahead boredly.
Chapter completed!