In Zhao Gang-ling's era, simulation technology has become very popular, but most simulation technology is only 60 to 70%.

With the development of simulation technology, corresponding games have also been developed.

However, because of the low level of simulation, the popularity of games is also very limited. As a result, the current market for simulation games is not as popular as written in online game novels decades ago.

It's ridiculous to say that the most realistic applications are those adult games. Although only 60% of the realistic, it is much more enjoyable than watching movies alone. At least you can feel a little touch.

Zhao Gang-rye turned off the helmet, took off the helmet, and said to Meng Qing, "Qing'er, how did you get this thing?"

"This, I taught myself electronic information engineering during the summer vacation."

Meng Qing said, "I found that I learned it very quickly."

"I'm the one I learned during the summer vacation, which has solved the world problems for decades!"

Zhao Gangliang widened his eyes and said, "Qing'er, can you expand your technology to the production line?"

"Production line? What production line?" Meng Qing still couldn't understand the meaning of Zhao Gangliang's words.

"I'm talking about the production of this kind of helmet on assembly line. If this kind of helmet is released, it will definitely be a game revolution!"

Zhao Gangliang said excitedly, "Who is the best money nowadays? It is those who play games! They are willing to spend tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of equipment, as long as you can design a game that makes them enjoyable!"

"I only know how to do this myself, production lines, etc., which requires programming. I am not familiar with programming... But I can provide the most original electronic circuit diagram. If there are awesome programming, I will probably be able to put it into the production line." Meng Qing said.

"programming…"

Zhao Gangliang frowned. The program of this production line is different from that of the Internet world, so Lao Gui should not be able to use his strength here, so there are really no relevant talents around him.

"By the way, I made the most important chip in the realism process, and I can program this one."

Meng Qing said.

"That's enough!"

Zhao Gangyu's eyes were almost shining. He carried Meng Qing off the bed and said, "Let's go, go out with me."

"What are you doing?"

"Get rich!"

Zhao Gangliang hurriedly pulled Meng Qing away, while Wang Xiaoxiao stared at the backs of the two of them leaving, her eyes gloomy and unsure of what she was thinking.

Zhao Gangyan pulled Meng Qing to find Xu Jiyuan.

Although Zhao Gangliang didn't like Xu Jiyuan very much, Xu Jiyuan, as one of the housekeepers of the Zhao family, had a much deeper understanding of the Zhao family than Zhao Gangliang.

“Mechanical programming?”

After hearing Zhao Gang-ling's words, Xu Jiyuan smiled and said, "Young Master, our Zhao family has never been involved in electronic machinery manufacturing, so there are no relevant talents."

"No?" Zhao Gang-ling asked with a frown.

“No.”

Xu Jiyuan smiled and shook his head, then said, "But, if you want, I can contact you."

"Let's forget it."

Zhao Gangliang shook his head and said, "I'll think of another way."

Taking Meng Qing away from Xu Jiyuan, Zhao Gang's mind was full of realistic helmets.

If this kind of realistic helmet can be really put into production and register its own patent, the money you earn is not as simple as 300 million or 500 million, which can almost monopolize the entire electronic game market!

Seeing such a big cake placed in front of him, Zhao Gang-rye was too lazy to even care about the plan to go to the Hunter School.

Who has the technology in this regard?

Just when Zhao Gang was anxious to get angry.

A strange phone number came in.

There was someone who showed the phone call on the number, and Zhao Gangliang almost forgot about this person.

Mohammed.

The rich man I met in Egypt!

Zhao Gangliang answered the phone.

"Oh~My dearest friend in China, Mr. Zhao Gang-ling, you are very happy recently."

Mohammed asked in a stiff Chinese.

"I've been very good lately, Mr. Mohammed."

Zhao Gangliang said with a smile, "I wonder what's wrong with calling me now?"

“That’s how it is.”

Mohammed said, "I came to your FJ a few days ago and invested in a project. Today, the project has been negotiated. Thinking that you are a FJ person, I called you."

"Oh! That's right!"

Zhao Gang-ling knew that Mohammed wanted to ask him out for fun, but now Zhao Gang-ling is in no mood at all, so he didn't say much.

Mohammed on the other end of the phone seemed unable to understand what Zhao Gang-ling meant. He said to himself, "I have to say that your China is really a place full of gold. I invested a production line on our side and needed to pay at least twice as much as yours. They are all greedy vampires, all of whom are full of energy. Even the cleaners drive luxury cars."

“Production line?”

Zhao Gang-liang was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What production line?"

"The production line of gaming helmets."

Mohammed said, "You know, what I mainly do is to invest in production lines. However, the economy is in a downturn this year, and the sales of helmets are far less popular than last year. Fortunately, your labor force is relatively cheap. Oh, I've said too much, dear Mr. Gangli, I haven't asked you yet, are you free? I'm in FJ, and according to your Chinese dialect, I'm not familiar with the place. If you have time, can you take me around to visit?"

“It’s very easy.”

Zhao Gang-ling hurriedly said, "Wait for me for a while, I'll pick you up."

"Okay, Mr. Gang, how long do I need to wait?"

"Well, it's about four hours."

"Uh...Mr. Gangleen, if you are not available, you can tell me that we Arabs are not stingy people, but if you fool me like this, I will be angry!" Mohammed said with some dissatisfaction.

"I really have time, but I am away from home. I'll hurry back now. Oh, Mohammed, I finally came to China once, so I can't leave too quickly. Wait for me, don't go anywhere. I'll take you to play the funniest things in FJ!"

After Zhao Gangyan finished speaking, he hung up the phone and immediately called Zhou Tongyan and asked him to send the car keys to him.

When Zhou Tongyan gave the car keys to Zhao Gangling, Zhao Gangling pulled Meng Qing and the helmet, jumped into the car, started the car, and rushed out of the parking lot with a bang.

"My Cao, Brother Gangliu is not interested in Qing'er, right? He is so anxious!"

Zhou Tongyan said to himself in confusion.
Chapter completed!