In a quiet night, our family is sleeping, in his sleep, Patagonia Outlet dream of the future of me.
In a place next to the overpass, there will always be a few tall buildings, robot in in perfect order directing the traffic police, everyone has his own house, the original phone into a videophone, and everyone to live a rich life. At that time, I have been a boss of a big company.
One morning, Patagonia Jackets Sale open my beloved aircraft, flying in the blue sky, up to 1000 kilometers per hour, and soon came to the company, I arrived at the 100th floor, sit elevator has just stepped out of the door, the company's staff is respect of the said to me: "hello, lee." Hi, I answered. I came into the office, a button, appeared in front of my eyes immediately the present status of a company, can be seen from the above, the company's staff, which did not work properly, I again call my robot end a cup of tea, at that moment, with a big head, fine fine body of Martian came to me to sign, he said to me: "quack, quack, quack ga." My name is robot translation for me, he told me to sell them 10 tons of fuel. Price is in 5 trillion yuan per ton, Patagonia Jackets can't help loudly call for a moment, that's great.
At that moment, I cry is my mom and dad heard this, they asked what I'm doing, I murmured: "I was dreaming." They said nothing to sleep again, I looked at the stars in the sky and the moon, and soon fell asleep.