"Yes."

"Why not include the Nan family's luxury goods strategy?"

Nan Yi waved his hand, "No, Xiongqi and Southme will be placed under the Xueshan Trust. Let's add some pocket money to you guys."

"Hehe, my godmother is not a young man."

"Well, she is an exception, the only one with a foreign surname." Nan Yi nodded: "The rough idea is this. Let the rest be refined by the people below. You love sports, and you are also ineffective. Your London sister is also active. Nanjikong Investment will set up an office in New York this year and invest in several high-end sports equipment brands.

I like bicycles myself, so I start throwing bikes, lightning, and Aesworth.

"Dad, these companies don't make much money, they can only get a lot of dividends in a year." Nan Ruoyan said.

"There are too many projects that make money, so I will consider it later. Now I will play hard. I can't get enough time this year. I will be busy with Russia first. Next year, depending on the situation, I will take care of Nanji Petrochemical first. I plan to hand over Nanji Investment to you. If you want to make efforts, I will wait for you to graduate."

"Oh, Dad, are you sleeping here today?"

"Where are your camping equipment? I'll take the top of the mountain later. I'll camp at the top of the mountain today."

"Okay."

After staying here for a night, Nan Ruoyan returned to New York, stayed in Qidian Orphanage during the day to exchange feelings with his adopted children, and handled Nan's official affairs, new plans, new budgets, etc., many tedious things.

One day, Daniel Nan, who was already studying in Massachusetts, returned to Qidian Orphanage and wanted to talk to Nanyi.

Daniel Nan, born in 1973, was adopted by Qidian Orphanage. Daniel wandered outside for three years, a little earlier, living in St. Joseph's Catholic Orphanage in Burlington, Vermont, where he had a not-so-good memory.

It was the spring of 1979. Daniel, who was only six years old, ran to the police station and told the police that when he was suddenly playing near the courtyard, he heard the sound of glass breaking out and saw a boy breaking out of the window, and the nun stood behind the window.

The nun saw him, walked to him and grabbed his ear and warned: "What you see is nothing but your imagination."

The police dispatched and sent the nun to court with insufficient evidence, but the orphanage hired a good lawyer. In the end, the court rejected the case and the matter was left alone.

It is conceivable that after this incident, Daniel, who lives in an orphanage, will never have good fruits. Daniel, a small man and a big devil, thought of it. On the day he finally appeared in court, Daniel wanted to freak out, but was still caught by the people in the orphanage.

After being taken back to the orphanage, he had experienced torture, bloody, disgusting and resentful methods. He had experienced itchy methods. He was tortured for a full month before Daniel, who was covered in bruises, ran out of the orphanage.

"Father, I want to drop out of school." Daniel, who followed Nanyi to the small hillside of Qidian Orphanage's backyard, said to Nanyi after he was settled.

Nan Yi said with a normal expression: "Reason."

“I want to start a business.”

"Jobs dropped out because he didn't like his major and realized that the tuition was too expensive; Bill Gates dropped out because of his love affair and did not want to be a lawyer. You are very good. With two role models to succeed in starting a business after dropping out, you also dropped out to start a business. And in his sophomore year, I'm afraid that it's a little later than your idol?"

Looking at Daniel, Nan Yi said in a thorny voice: "Don't forget that Jobs dropped out of school just because he didn't want to pay the tuition and didn't like that major. After he dropped out of school, he still stayed in school as a knowledge thief, not paying but stayed there to listen to the classes he liked.

Let’s talk about Bill Gates, let’s not talk about his family background. He solved a math problem in his sophomore year and published a high-quality SCI. What are your grades?”

Daniel shrugged, "I haven't published an SCI, I only received a full scholarship, but I'm not worse than Bill Gates."

"You are quite confident." Nan Yi clapped his hands, "OK, confident boy, give me a strong reason for you to start a business now. For example, if you have a huge opportunity in front of you, you will miss this opportunity if you don't start a business now."

"No." Daniel spread his hands and said, "Father, I just feel that I can't learn the knowledge I'm interested in at school."

“So, what do you want to learn through entrepreneurship?”

“Learn to create wealth.”

"Well, you are interested in computers, and your talent is also on computers, so the career you want to start is also in the computer field?"

"Yes."

Nan Yiwen said: "Computing chips? Display chips? Drawing software? Industrial software? Or games?"

"Father, do you know the game engine?"

"Continue." Nan Yi nodded.

"Father, I found that the competition in the game field is getting fiercer, and the speed of game manufacturers launching games is accelerating. I have analyzed all the newly released games on the market last year and finally came to a conclusion: many of the materials of games of the same manufacturer are repeated, and many of the underlying logic codes are interoperable. This is the concept of using the engine.

Last year, ATI launched a brand new graphics card for Microsoft's Windows operating system. This graphics card is different from the previous single-chip design. It not only has a 2D display processing core, but also has a Mach8 coprocessor onboard to be responsible for graphics acceleration.

Now there is graphics acceleration, and there will be video acceleration behind it. Now you can process 2D display and there will be 3D later. The game screen in the future will become clearer and more workload will increase, but there are a lot of work in it that needs to be done in game A, and you will have to repeat it again when you go to game B..."

Nan Yi: "So, do you want to make a game engine and make these repetitive tasks into a library to facilitate call by game development engineers?"

Daniel's eyes were shining, "It's not just this, I want to do the underlying logic of the game, turning the game development into a fool-like way. There is no need to edit code or edit a small amount of code during the game development process."

Nan Yi nodded: "I understand what you mean. I agree to you to develop a game engine, but you are not executing this project as a developer, but an investor.

If a game can be developed using your game engine fool-like style, it must be a junk game. The second and third games will also be junk. Except for the different appearances of the game characters, the core of the game is the same, and perhaps the loopholes will be the same.

If you want to make an exquisite game, most of the materials and the underlying logic you mentioned should be unique, and your game engine can play very limited role. Even if game manufacturers use your engine, they will transform it on your basis and train your engine to what they need.

Therefore, good game manufacturers will only regard your engine as an auxiliary, and may still be an optional auxiliary; only those garbage game manufacturers who have no feelings, don’t care whether the game is exquisite, and just want to make money with games will become your loyal customers.

Such a manufacturer may succeed. Whether the game can be popular or not is only one aspect. There are many other factors that will make it popular, such as adapted from a comic with many readers.

To sum up, game engines are not a good project for you.”

Nan Yi took a step forward, hugged Daniel's shoulder, and patted him on his shoulder, "Some people can only adapt to this world, but some people can change the world. The game engine cannot change the world of the game. It can only adapt to the needs of game manufacturers. The game engine's positioning at the beginning was destined to have very limited achievements.

A few years ago, it should have been eight or nine years ago, I attended a public lecture at Columbia University, about the Internet, where I heard Columbia students’ vision of the future Internet, and their vision, if realized, would be enough to change people’s lifestyles.”

Nan Yi patted Daniel's chest again, then put his palm on Daniel's heart, "Let your eyes go a little further, have a bigger ambition, and use technology to change the world. Reflect on the saying that you can't learn what you want to learn in school. If you really can't learn it, it's still your eyes are already blinded by something."

"Father, I need to think carefully about what you said." Daniel said thoughtfully.

"You can go back and think slowly. Now, tell me how many girlfriends have you made?" Nan Yi lowered his voice and asked slightly obscenely: "You are the main force of the football team, and there will definitely be many girls who like you."

"Father, I'm in Massachusetts, not Florida."

"No one?"

"have."

“Exchange.”

With a pure understanding of the psychological dynamics of college students, Nan Yi and Daniel had a good exchange of their experience of "making a girlfriend". After some exchange, Nan Yi found that the youth idol drama "American Pi" he had watched was quite realistic.

During this period when Nan Yi was in New York, Fan Hongdou would go to Scarlett Manor after school, have supper and stay overnight at the manor. Occasionally, Nan Ruoyan would fly over.

In order to facilitate travel, Scarlett gave Nan Ruoyan and Fan Hongdou a helicopter each. They usually parked on the apron of the manor, and they could call them at any time when they needed it.

In more than 20 days, Nan Yi also thought about the time node at which time should be implemented for the second batch of adopted children. At present, although the return period has not yet entered, the cultivation of the first batch of adopted children is quite successful. It can be foreseen that they will shine and heat, and the adopted children model can be implemented for a long time.

Giving someone a rose will bring fragrance to your hands. You can get good rewards and do good deeds and accumulate virtues. Why not do it?

After New York, Nan Yifei went to Tokyo. In five days, he took into account the relationship between Sayuri Akihara and Nan Ieyasu and went to Osaka to inspect the work of serving the country's agricultural machinery.

At the end of April, Nan Yifei arrived in Seoul and was in a hurry. He had two meals with Nan Jiajun, but didn't talk about work at all, and flew to Mumbai again.

South Korea will be one of the key strategies for the Nan family in the next step. In the near future, Nan Yi will stay in Seoul for a long time, so there is nothing to do with it this time.

...

The day when Nanyi arrived in Mumbai was in the second half of the night. He did not notify anyone but only informed Puran to pick him up at the airport.

After getting into the car, Nan Yi turned his head and looked out the window to tell what was going on here in Mumbai. Except for the slums near the airport that were expanding, there was no change in the street. After looking at it for a while, Nan Yi turned around and looked at Puran and asked, "Is there anything special that needs to be reported?"

"Everything is OK, it's just that Miss Sharma has changed her bedroom, and she's living in your bedroom now."

"Well, this is nothing, where is the servant?"

"No big problem. I fired a few of them. Prabhu Vazer sent over to serve the young lady Aiga. There was something wrong with the two servants."

"It's normal. As long as their behavior is not too excessive, pretend that they don't see it. If they cross the line, choose one randomly and give them some tricks to hide it. It's best to make an accident. As long as they are not disabled, I can explain it to Prabhu."

"clear."

After the brief exchange ended, Nan Yi's eyes looked out the window again.

The temperature in Mumbai is already very high in April. The air conditioner of the car has been turned on, but you can still feel a little stuffy. The high air pressure seems to be directly pressing on the roof, rolling the window into a gap, and the smell of Mumbai is immediately poured into the car.

The sweet smell of hope opposite to hatred, the obsessive smell; the sour smell of greed opposite to fraternity, the breathless smell; the gods, demons, ancient empires, resurrection, civilization and corruption; the colorful sea water can be smelled here, and the cold metallic smell of machines.

Sixty million animals live here, forage, sleep, and excrete. The majority are humans and mice. People with thin hands and mice are fat.

The smell is filled with heartbreak, the hard work of survival, and the mottledness and prosperity that can pluck courage. It is the smell condensed by 20,000 restaurants, 7,000 temples, holy temples, churches, and mosques. It is the smell mixed by hundreds of markets that specialize in perfumes, spices, incense burning and flowers.

This is the worst good smell in the world that Nan Yi hasn't smelled before. With a thousand pairs of feet, it will climb to the depths of the butterfly sinus without twitching its nose.

When I arrived at Peacock Villa, Nan Yi went directly to the private bathroom on the second floor. The word "private" should have been outdated. There were some women's things in the bathroom. There was also a razor on the bathroom, and a curved hair was sandwiched in the gap.

Nan Yi waited for the school beauty and Tianxian to check before entering the bathroom, walked straight to the bathroom, threw the razor on it into the trash can, washed his hands, took a quick cooler, and then walked into his bedroom.

On the bed in the bedroom, a woman was lying horizontally with a thin quilt in her arms. Nan Yi walked to the closet, took out a new thin quilt from it, came to the bed and took a pillow, and occupied a corner of the bed.

The bed is very big, 4 meters by 3 meters, sleeping vertically, horizontally, and obliquely, without worrying about not being able to sleep two people.

Lying down and falling asleep.

When he opened his eyes, it was dawn. Nan Yi caught his eyes and an octopus was wrapped tightly around him.

Papa, he patted Priyaka's buttocks twice but failed. Nan Yi pulled out his other hand that was pressed, pinched his nose with one hand and covered his mouth with the other. In less than fifteen seconds, Priyaka shook his head and struggled.

"I'm going to get up." Nan Yi said, staring at the other party's blurred eyes.

"ah?"

Priyaka was stunned for a while, turned around and looked around, then stared at Nan Yi for two or three seconds, and realized something. She quickly sat up and got out of bed, put on her clothes in a hurry, trotted to the edge of the wardrobe, took out a set of sportswear from it, and jogged back to the bed, serving Nan Yi to put on her clothes, and then ran to the bathroom first.

Nan Yi walked out of the bedroom barefoot and came to the aisle outside. The fairy facing him nodded slightly. Nan Yi nodded back and whispered the word "bedroom". Then he passed the fairy and walked to the door of the bathroom, raised his feet, looked at the soles of his feet, and the toes and bones were stained with a little dust.
To be continued...