Mr. Dior

Chapter 54: The Mermaid Prince of Poseidon (6) ┃That is the magic of Poseidon

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The two spent a leisurely weekend in the villa. No matter what Zhang Dazhao said, Jiao Qi was determined not to be fooled and gave his waist a good vacation.

Lord Poseidon, who couldn't eat the little mermaid, could only take the pup over and teach him the rules of survival of Atlantis.

Jiao Qi stopped the old attack who tried to throw the little golden retriever into the bathtub: "No, Guangzong is still young and can't swim!"

"It's okay, swimming is its innate skill." How could Guangzong, his son, the crown prince of Atlantis, the heir of the sea realm, couldn't swim? But he couldn't tell the little prince, suddenly speaking out would easily misunderstand the fragile little mermaid, even though it was a parthenogenetic child...

Before returning to the sea, it's better to keep it secret for a while, lest the little prince's sadness becomes a bubble.

Zhang Chen broke away from his little wife's hand, pinched the pup's armpit, and put it into the warm water bit by bit.

"Wang Wu..." Guangzong was a little frightened at first. After the whole dog entered the water, he fluttered a few times in a panic, and found that he could swim, suddenly as if he had discovered a new world.

Lord Poseidon looked at the little boy with relief, he deserves to be Dior Zhang's son.

"Wow!" The golden retriever, who was naturally fond of water, had forgotten his surname while holding the little yellow duck given by the housekeeper.

Jiao Qi was helpless, leaving the father and son who admired each other to play by themselves, and went downstairs to bask in the sun. Just sitting down in the yard, I suddenly received a call from Que De.

Que De's tutor confirmed his itinerary and arrived in China on Monday.

"This time he was mainly for communicating with scholars from several research institutes. The schedule was relatively tight, and he only stayed in our city for one day."

"Which institute?"

"Knowledge is Power Life Science Research Institute." The name was too long, and Que De glanced at the information and read it out.

Jiao Qi frowned slightly and glanced at Zhang Dadi who was playing with the dog in the French windows on the second floor. What a coincidence, this research institute is where Zhang Chenfei's father works. Is Professor Mi Guo also interested in the infertility research project

Que De's mentor is named Carles, who is an authority on the study of mental brain disorder syndrome. He originally planned to show him Zhang Chenfei, but now it is inconvenient. Zhang Zhi couldn't recognize it, and his IQ was sufficient. Seeing his son's abnormal behavior, he would definitely be able to guess that Zhang Chenfei was sick.

On Monday morning, Jiao Qi handled the company's affairs and drove to the research institute.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and one step up was the gate of the institute. Jiao Qi sat in the car, did not go in, staring at the old and yellowed words "knowledge is power" in a daze.

He is also not very clear about the specific projects of this institute. Because Zhang Chenfei said that his father was studying infertility, Jiao Qi always felt that this research institute was similar to those "XX infertility hospitals", and it was very irregular.

Until one day, Jiao Qi discovered the inconspicuous little brass plaque under the big yellow characters—National Key Laboratory.

Recalling the last time I saw Dad Zhang, the door of the institute suddenly opened. Que De walked out with an old white man with silver hair, followed by two young Chinese researchers.

"Professor Carles, our Professor Zhang has such a temper, don't care." The young researcher apologized to the old man in English.

"Oh, don't say that. He is a great scientist, and chatting with him has inspired me a lot." Carles seemed to wave his hand cheerfully. He was not used to so many etiquettes of Chinese people. "This is normal, and I I don’t like others entering my laboratory."

"Ding Ding Ding—" Annie reminded, there was a video request, Jiao Qi got off the station and went to the green belt to connect.

"Baby, where are you?" Zhang Chen frowned when he saw that the surrounding environment was not an office.

"I'm outside, what's the matter?"

"Ah, I remember that I didn't say I love you today."

As he said, the door to the institute over there reopened, and a middle-aged man with his head on his head came out and stopped Carles: "Is the theory you just mentioned has been demonstrated?"

"Oh, of course, this is my latest research result. It is just a small discovery and cannot be patented, but it will be helpful for life science research, so I came out to exchange ideas and want to share this theory with you. Carles said as he continued to walk down the steps.

"I'll prove it myself..." The chicken coop walked down and turned to see the young man in a haute couture suit hiding beside the cypress tree. He narrowed his eyes and looked, "Xiaoqi?"

Jiao Qi was suddenly called by name, and was startled, only to find that Zhang Zhizhi was standing behind him.

Zhang Chenfei on the video side undoubtedly saw his own father. He stood up and almost fell Zhi Nao. Institute, the little mermaid is in the institute!

Jiao Qi quickly turned off the video and yelled awkwardly, "Dad."

"Hey." Zhang Zhizhi helped the glasses at the bottom of the wine bottle and responded blankly, completely different from the sharp look when he was discussing scientific theories just now.

"I came to Professor Carles and I have a business talk with him." Jiao Qi explained lightly.

"Oh, let's talk about it." Father Zhang nodded, didn't ask much, looked at Jiao Qi again, turned around and took the two young researchers back to the institute.

"He's your father? You guys really look like it!" Carles can understand a few simple Chinese words. When he opens his mouth, the Americans habitually praise him, "Your dad is a great scientist."

"Teacher, that's his father-in-law." Que De quickly explained in English.

"Oh, is it?" Carles didn't care when he was wrong, and continued to talk to Jiao Qi with a smile, "I'm so sorry, my child, my time is too tight, I can only talk to you for a while."

Carles refused Jiao Qi's invitation for lunch and stood at the gate of the institute waiting for the team to pick up his car.

Zhang Chenfei contacted Carles before and asked him to help contact the Anti-Intellectual Brain Association in the United States. So he also has a certain understanding of Zhang Chenfei's situation.

"I heard that a search function has appeared recently. If possible, can you give me the video of your husband's illness?" Carles was very curious about this case with countless novels implanted.

"That's impossible, it's related to the stock prices of several listed companies, and it must not be spread outside." Jiao Qi refused without thinking, somewhat unhappy. After asking for a long time, Carles and Que De said that it was similar, and he wanted the video out of bounds. It's no wonder that Zhang Zhizhi had a bad attitude towards this old man just now.

"You should believe in the virtues of scientists..."

"You scientists who are engaged in life research, what can you trust!" Black Maybach drifted and stopped by the roadside, Zhang Chenfei jumped out of the car, and took the little wife into his arms.

The evil scientist actually tricked the little mermaid into here, if he came here a while later, the poor little thing might have been dissected!

"Que De, I really misunderstood you!"

Zhang Chenfei hugged the little prince tightly and stared at the unidentified teachers and students. Slowly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

If you dare to fight the little mermaid, you must be prepared to endure the wrath of the sea god!

"Wow!" The gushing water splashed both the teacher and the apprentice. Taking this opportunity, Poseidon picked up the little prince and slid into the car and ran away.

"Don't be afraid, that is the magic of the Seagod." Zhang Chenhu slightly curled his lips as he looked at the evil scientist in embarrassment in the reverse mirror.

Jiao Qi looked back at the cart that was spraying water vigorously at the entrance of the institute: "The magic is... the sprinkler?"