Then, as we go along, I'll reveal my long-term plans."

Han Qinghua's eyes widened a bit when he heard this, and even his pulse became more lively.

After a pause, Ning Zimo continued, "From the beginning of the Internet winter in March 2000 to October 2002, Internet companies were expected to lose approximately US$5 trillion in market value during this catastrophe.

This is a major reshuffle in the Internet and IT industries, and after every major reshuffle in the industry, there will inevitably be an opportunity to redistribute rights. Whether we can seize this opportunity depends on whether the alliance we formed this time can be quickly

become stronger.

With the advent of the new Internet era in the 21st century, the significance of the alliance is to allow projects like [bing] and [gmail] that seem to have no profit model to find nutrients within the ecosystem formed by the alliance."

Turning around, Ning Zimo had a cigarette in his mouth. For a moment, he felt like he was playing the role of He Baorong's brother.

But he is self-aware and understands that he does not have the melancholy temperament of his brother.

San smiled, and Ning Zimo said, "I am responsible for strategy, connection and making money, and you are responsible for tactical execution. As long as we work together to speed up the pace, our alliance will appear sooner. And each other promotes each other's development.

Only then can we move towards a stronger alliance.

Therefore, today we are just carrying our bags, and when our alliance is truly launched, the curtain will officially be opened."

In the darkness, Ning Zimo's words were like flint, igniting the eyes of the three people beside him.

Only the sound of wind and the subtle sound of burning tobacco leaves floated in the air, but there was always something like a lighthouse pointing the way forward in everyone's hearts.

Although the pilot is only 19 years old, everyone will bravely sail wherever the future course of the ship is pointed.

Because after today, everyone around the pilot understands that he can see far, far away.

The sound of footsteps came from far and near in the T-shaped corridor, and then a thin figure appeared in front of everyone.

Tang Ruiwen's voice floated over the next moment, "Dean, your sister and the others are coming to visit the class."

Ning Zimo smiled, walked over and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Holding the cigarette butt and waving his hand, Ning Zimo turned around and smiled at the three of them.

"Let's go, let's do some good deduction tonight, we will officially start work tomorrow!"

"Walk!"

"Walk!"

"Walk!"
Chapter completed!