Song Ying drove the car himself.
An ordinary Skoda Octavia was thrown into the sea of cars in the imperial capital and was nowhere to be seen.
Zheng Ren originally wondered if some shocking luxury car would be driving to see him off, but when he saw it was Octavia, he smiled.
"Brother Song, you are really low-key." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"It's past the time when I like to drive a nice car and chase girls." Song Ying said with a smile, "The old man said that it's easy to steal in the mountains, but it's harder to steal in the heart. But after a certain age, people leave the building empty, and the thieves are all gone. Gone."
Zheng Ren knew that Song Ying was driving, so he joked about it to relax the atmosphere of the chat. However, he still admired the way the car drove without showing off.
"Brother Song, at your prime age, I'm afraid you will be in war all over the place."
"I've been busy with Boss's affairs these days. Boss Zheng is interested and will wait for you to come back and hang out together."
"I don't have time. The Nobel Prize project is still being promoted." Zheng Ren refused directly without any curiosity.
Song Ying didn't care at all and asked: "Boss Zheng, have you found a place to play in Horqin?"
"Su Yun arranged it, I didn't worry about it." Zheng Ren said casually.
"Actually, a few years ago, it would have been nice to go to Huailai Tianmo to see it. Unfortunately, it has become more and more prosperous recently, and more and more people know about it, so it becomes boring." Song Ying said.
Zheng Ren said "hmm", Huailai County? Is there a desert over there? Zheng Ren really doesn't know about this.
"Boss Zheng is not from the Imperial Capital, so it's normal for him to be unfamiliar with this place. Not to mention you, even many natives of the Imperial Capital don't know about Tianmo." Song Ying said as he drove out of the crowded 912 Hospital.
He drove very steadily, but he was very accurate in understanding the mentality of the driver next to him when he should pass another car, when he should fight for the road, when when he should give way, and when he should give way.
"Longbao Mountain in the southwest of Xiaonan Xinbao Town, Huailai County, is connected to the Badaling Great Wall and Kangxi Grassland. There are mountains, Gobi, deserts, and lakes." Song Ying said: "That side was originally the testing ground of a certain research institute. . Later, due to severe desertification, a 30-meter-high sand dune covering an area of one square kilometer appeared in the test site area, so it was also called Tianmo."
"30 meters high?" Zheng Ren was slightly surprised.
"In the early 2000s, sandstorms were severe and the harsh ecological environment affected scientific research tasks, so the institute moved away. Hundreds of thousands or millions of pieces of equipment would be useless if sand entered it. It is a pity to think about it." Song Ying Chatting did not delay him from driving at all.
In the crowded imperial capital, he drove at a lightning speed.
"Then what?"
"Later, we can't let the desert swallow up the imperial capital, right? It's still on the edge of the imperial capital, which is not a good sign. So in 2003, this place was determined to be a pilot unit for the army's three wasteland control projects." Song Ying said with a smile. : "It's endless fun to fight against the sky. What do we, the People's Liberation Army, fear? In a few years, only a corner of the desert here will be left. They calculated that it is about 200 acres."
"Oh." Zheng Ren thought for a moment. 133,333 square meters doesn't seem to be that big. It would be better to go out and see the Gobi Desert and the Great Desert.
"This land was artificially protected later. In the past few years, we always went camping there. Few people knew about it, and it was fun to play. We would face the moon in the middle of the night and sing with a wine bottle." Song Ying said: "Later I thought it was okay. Let me discuss it with you and build a film and television city."
"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.
"Let's just make an intention. The money and ownership are not ours." Song Ying was interested for a moment and said something else. Seeing that Zheng Ren didn't care, he breathed a sigh of relief and vaguely stopped mentioning the matter. He went on to say, "The Final Battle, The Mummy 3, The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Journey to the West, Return of the Princess, The Granary of the World, The Mists of Beijing, and The Flying Swords of Dragon Gate are all here. Framing.”
"oh?"
"It's even more chaotic now. Many wedding photos are taken here. More and more people know about it, and we have never been here again. The third brother liked the desolation of the Gobi, so he went to Subei."
"It's too desolate," Zheng Ren said.
"Everyone has their own hobbies." Song Ying said: "Like you, Boss Zheng, it is also a habit for you not to get excited when it's time to eat."
Zheng Ren thought about it, and it seemed like the same thing, so he smiled and said nothing.
"I'll call Third Brother later and he'll take a look over there. If you don't have a good time, ask him to entertain you."
"No, no need." Zheng Ren declined quickly.
It seems to be quite far away from where I want to go, so the locals just forget about it and go out of their way to do it. This is a big favor.
"Boss Zheng, you are too polite." Song Ying said sternly: "Just find a few cars to go to the desert and Gobi to see the customs and customs, and set up a tent at night to drink some wine and look at the stars. What a big deal."
"It's okay, there must be arrangements there."
"Boss Zheng, this kind of eating, drinking and having fun must be left to professionals." Song Ying said with a smile: "To be honest, just talk about the ingredients. Can you buy such fresh Duobao from other stores? ? In other wineries, can you drink authentic 90-year-old Romanee-Conti?"
Zheng Ren really doesn't think the Duobao worth several thousand yuan is very delicious. The most important thing is that it is made by Xiao Yiren. As for wine, this guy is even more indifferent.
But no matter how straightforward he was, there was no way he could get involved in Song Ying's words here.
"It's indeed good." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
This can't be regarded as a lie. Xiao Yiren is very happy after eating.
"It's the same for playing." Song Ying said simply: "Boss Zheng, don't be polite. I want to ask you something. Does my boss have a big problem?"
"Aortic dissection."
Just as Zheng Ren finished speaking, Song Ying's hands slipped and the car's front veered slightly, but he corrected it immediately.
"Boss Zheng? Could you please say it again?"
"Although aortic dissection aneurysm caused by Behcet's disease syndrome is rare, it is not uncommon." Zheng Ren said truthfully.
Song Ying fell silent.
"Is the problem big?" Song Ying asked after a full minute.
"I estimate that surgery is needed, and a stent is enough." Zheng Rendao: "There is no unified treatment method for Behcet's disease syndrome. Wherever there is a problem, it is treated. To improve the body's immunity, or It should be."
The car fell silent.
Zheng Ren said: "Don't be bored at home all the time. If you have knots in your heart, ten years have passed and you should open up."
Song Ying smiled bitterly and sighed.
Driving to the airport at 9:30, Zheng Ren got out of the car, waved goodbye to Song Ying, and hurried to catch the plane.
Zheng Ren also knew that he had obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he didn't go to see the patient in the morning, he would always feel that something was missing, but the time was wasted too much.
If there is a next time, it would be better to arrange the trip in the afternoon.