Chapter 142 Uncle, do you also study history?

Streaming media is a symbol of Internet entertainment. Whether it is music, video, news, or games, there is a huge industrial space.

Numerous emerging Internet companies are also aiming in this direction.

Zhou Buqi knew the general trend of the times, so he was not in a hurry to enter.

In 2005, it was still too early.

The speed of the Internet is not fast enough, and there are not enough netizens. Broadband costs are high and servers are expensive.

Especially operating a video streaming platform requires a huge amount of server storage space to save videos, which is simply too much for a small business.

However, early planning is still necessary.

Zhou Buqi knows where the core of this field is - copyright.

In the current era, whether it is film or music, online copyright is like Chinese cabbage, no! Cheaper than Chinese cabbage!

After returning home, Zhou Buqi kept a low profile, except for visiting his grandfather once, he usually stayed in the study.

Either conceive an industrial plan, or just read a book.

Look at the twenty-four histories.

You can know the ups and downs by reading history, and you can know the gains and losses by reading people.

In many cases, the truth is interlinked.

It's a pity that what should come will always come.

On the third night after returning home, an uninvited guest came to the door—uncle Zhou Jianguo.

Zhou Buqi knew what he meant, but he wanted to go to the Li family to apologize and help the Zhou family win more orders for Chinese herbal medicine in the future.

Isn't this a joke?

Can this kind of big business be determined by friction among young people?

"No, when did you come back?"

Zhou Jianguo was very thick-skinned, relying on his own identity, he went straight to the study.

Zhou Buqi was reading the "Book of Han" in the Twenty-Four Histories, so he was very helpless, and said indifferently: "Well, I have been back for two days."

"Why don't you go and see Uncle?"

"I've been thinking about it all the time. I was too busy reading a book, so I forgot."

"Reading?"

Zhou Jianguo walked to the writing desk, stretched out his hand and frowned, "Hanshu? What's the use of reading these books?"

Zhou Buqi glanced at him and sneered in his heart.

You mallet!

You know what a fart!

Zhou Jianguo put on the airs of an elder, and taught him very dignifiedly: "This kind of book is outdated, and modern people can't use it at all. What do you think it is for? You don't study history, you just want to have fun. It's not a tool, You must go back home in the future, read more business books, Chen Anzhi's books are pretty good. Don't read any books that can't help you make money!"

"Chen Anzhi? Isn't that a big liar who learned from successful sales?"

"nonsense!"

Zhou Jianguo's face darkened, and he taught him a lesson: "You must have the ability to distinguish right from wrong at a young age, and don't listen to outsiders' nonsense. Teacher Chen's lectures are very good. I have a book by him called "Motivate Yourself." "Into Superman", you can read it later, it will be good for you! Don't read the history books, it's useless!"

Zhou Buqi looked up at the ceiling, very speechless.

Seeing his silence, Zhou Jianguo's education became even more vigorous. He sat down on the sofa next to him and said indifferently: "Li Jiacheng's father's ancient Chinese is quite good, so what? Isn't he poor? That's useless for making a living! Being a man , you have to go into business like Li Jiacheng did."

Zhou Buqi couldn't help asking: "So Li Jiacheng relied on self-motivation to become Li Chaoren?"

"certainly!"

Zhou Jianguo felt that the persuasive power of his language had suddenly increased by citing examples, and his face showed a smug expression.

Glancing at the eldest nephew from the corner of the eye, he was very satisfied.

What about college students?

They are all brats, don't they have to rely on the elders in the family to give advice?

Thinking of this, he felt that the theme should be sublimated, and he said loudly: "To be a human being, one must seek truth from facts! This is the creed of uncle's life, and you should also remember it. You are still young, so you can't aim too high. You must seek truth from facts and be pragmatic!"

Zhou Buqi nodded: "Yes, I see."

He is used to it.

From childhood to adulthood, this uncle always liked to satirize his youth and ignorance to show his wit and scheming. Sometimes, even his father would teach him along the way, and he had a great aura.

Zhou Buqi was a junior, so he didn't dare to talk back, and Zhou Jianjun was a younger brother, so he had to keep apologizing.

This is the aura that Zhou Jianguo cultivated slowly.

In the Zhou family, besides the old man, he is the head of the family!

Seeing that Zhou Buqi's performance was not bad, Zhou Jianguo smiled and said, "Is your computer turned on? That's just right, you should check it out and see who said the words of seeking truth from facts? It's great, you have to think hard about it!"

"Seeking truth from facts? Oh, there's no need to check."

"Um?"

"I just saw it".

Zhou Jianguo rolled his eyes, "Did you check it just now?"

Zhou Buqi shook his head and said, "I didn't check it, I read it."

As he spoke, he opened the "Hanshu" he was reading. At this time, he pointed to a line in it and read it aloud: "Study and study ancient times, seek truth from facts. It means that only by reading Shi Mingzhi can we start from reality and find the truth of life." significance."

"ah?"

Zhou Jianguo was completely stunned. He couldn't believe his ears, so he stood up and looked over.

Sure enough, seeing that it was "Hanshu·Hejian Xianwang Liude Biography", it said "Learn to study ancient times, seek truth from facts", and his face turned red immediately, like a pig's liver.

Zhou Buqi suppressed a smile, pretending to be surprised, "Uncle, so you also like to read history books? You even picked out a word from Han books and used it as a creed in life. Didn't you say that such books are outdated? "

"Ahem... Occasionally... It's okay to watch it occasionally." Zhou Jianguo felt his face was hot, and he was embarrassed in front of the junior, "Then what... I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Even forgetting the purpose of coming here this time, he left with a gloomy face.

In the study room, Zhou Buqi's catchy reading voice was left behind: "Learning to learn from ancient times, seeking truth from facts. If you get good books from the people, you must write them for the good, keep the truth, and add gold and silk to recruit them..."

...

The son went home, and the father didn't stay out overnight.

Go home with my son at night.

After dinner, the father and son talked again in the study.

"Has your uncle been here today?"

"Well, I was humiliated and sent away."

"Nonsense!"

Zhou Jianjun glared at him displeased.

Zhou Buqi was not fair, and said coldly: "Looking at his face, I feel disgusted! Dad, let's split up quickly, don't be so useless."

"Split the fart!"

"I'm serious! Let's split up while grandpa is still here. You can get the best share, and it doesn't matter if you don't get it. Let's leave the house and I will support you..."

"Use it for you?"

Zhou Jianjun was shocked.

I feel more and more that my son has really grown up, his ideas are very upright, and he is determined, regardless of trivial matters.

However, the Zhou family is a patriarchal family atmosphere, and the elders have absolute authority in front of the younger ones. He didn't want to praise his son, and continued to scold him: "Separate the family and take care of your own affairs! Zhou Jianguo's heart is as small as a grain of rice Yes, you messed with him, so don't expect any good results. Do you think your father has come here easily these years?"

Zhou Buqi said stubbornly: "It's not easy to divide the family! Taking advantage of the fact that the Zhou family still has some wealth, it is just right to divide the family now. In a few years, Zhou Jianguo will lose all this family wealth. If you want to divide the family Can't tell the difference."

Zhou Jianjun took a deep look at him, and his tone was much weaker, "It depends on your grandfather. You know, he... he is too stubborn, and his health is getting worse. At this time, such a thing... no suitable."

Zhou Buqi was speechless, "Then we can't tell?"

"Look back for an opportunity, let me take a look." Zhou Jianjun waved his hand, and then his eyes lit up, "Son, you are at home during the Spring Festival, you go out to practice driving, don't stay at home all the time. I will ask someone to do it for you." A driver's license, and after a few years, you'll be driving that Maybach to school."

"That silver-gray S-class Maybach 62 you just bought?"

"Um."

"Give it to me?"

Zhou Buqi was a little unbelievable.

This is truly the world's top luxury car!

The Zhou family transferred in through the underground passage at the port, and it cost more than two million yuan. If this goes through formal channels, seven or eight million yuan will not be able to come down.

Zhou Jianjun said coldly: "A man has to drive the best car and sleep with the most beautiful woman. Don't read every day, it's useless!"

All right.

I thought my dad had improved.

In the end, it was still the same bear bag as before, but it was much heart-warming.