Early the next morning, when Zheng Ren got up to wash up, he found Su Yun sitting cross-legged on the bed, staring blankly at the fallen yellow leaves outside the window.
"What are you thinking about? Are you still meditating?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Do you think we should ask Taoist Wang first?" Su Yun's voice was a little low, not as brisk as before.
"You really thought about that matter. It's obvious that it's nonsense. Stop thinking about it. Take the time to wash up and go to the department for ward rounds." Zheng Ren said nonchalantly.
"The other side has already given me an offer that I can't refuse." Su Yun picked up the phone at hand, raised it to Zheng Ren, and said, "I really can't refuse. Just take a look and tell me whether you want to go or not." That’s the last word.”
"Huh?" Zheng Ren turned on his mobile phone, logged into his work email, and saw an email from America.
There was not much nonsense in the email. It started with pleasantries and then got to the point, clearly stating the cost of asking Zheng Ren to "protect the law".
At least 1/3 of the technologies in it had never been heard of by Zheng Ren, and had never been seen in various top journals and magazines.
"There are a lot of private goods." Zheng Ren was a little surprised, but he didn't show it. He just nodded and said softly.
"It can increase the probability by 10%." Su Yun said confusedly.
"12%-15%, it should be about the same." Zheng Ren said: "Do you think Master Yan is reliable?"
"In China, there should be no problem." Su Yundao said, "It's just that I can't figure it out. I originally thought I was going to watch the fun, but who knew they really invested a lot of money."
Zheng Ren was also a little confused.
Look at the various benefits of marking in the email... What Zheng Ren needs is not money, but various related technologies.
Master Yan's son Yan Changsen was surprisingly generous this time, and the benefits were ten times greater than expected. When he saw those tempting words, Zheng Ren's first thought was definitely not to go.
As the saying goes, a gentleman will not stand behind a dangerous wall. He will offer this price before even bargaining. Master Yan and his son are both extremely shrewd people. They probably knew that they didn't want to go, so they just played their cards.
According to the idea of business negotiations, it is not impossible for these trump cards to be revealed one by one. But it's a long time, and I'm afraid there's not much time left.
At this moment, Zheng Ren actually believed in the so-called transformation and the so-called three-part tribulation.
"You make up your own mind." Su Yun said softly: "I wanted to go see the fun yesterday, but I thought it was all nonsense. Now I don't think so. It's up to you whether you want to go or not. It has nothing to do with me."
Su Yun emphasized it twice and continued to meditate. Zheng Ren put the phone aside and started washing his face and brushing his teeth.
I brushed my teeth very carefully this morning. For 10 minutes, I could still hear the sound of brushing coming from the sink.
Su Yun didn't urge him, and changed his clothes silently, waiting for Zheng Ren's decision.
Ten minutes later, Zheng Ren rinsed his mouth and walked out refreshed.
"Decided?"
"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded.
Su Yun squinted his eyes, his gaze piercing through the black hair on his forehead, piercing Zheng Ren's face like nails.
"Wash up, eat, and get ready to go to work." Zheng Ren turned around and walked downstairs, leaving behind a sentence.
Su Yun let out a long sigh of relief, but also felt a little regretful.
"Then I'll go back to Master Yan." Su Yun said.
"No, let's go."
"..." Su Yun was stunned for a moment, "Why?"
"I'm a materialist and I don't believe in these things. If you don't go, you just believe it." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice: "First get the technology, whether it is exchanges and cooperation, everything will be fine. After a while, we will take the little When Shitou goes to Europe, I hope to get some insights. Little Shitou, I can’t wait long.”
Su Yun didn't chatter as usual and began to wash up in silence.
"Zheng Ren, what are you talking about?" Xie Yiren wore an apron and stood in the open kitchen with a smile, frying eggs.
"Master Yan has come to see me for a doctor these two days." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "I'll come back right away, I won't take you with me."
"Oh, Master Yan... is he the one with eye problems?" Xie Yiren asked, "Is his diabetes serious again?"
"No, there is a problem with one of his relatives. Let me go and take a look."
"Go early and come back early." Xie Yiren didn't feel anything strange and concentrated on frying eggs.
"If I come to you for treatment, why doesn't the patient come?" Chang Yue asked.
"The condition is serious and I can't come. I'll take a look and see that surgery is unlikely. I'll diagnose and prescribe medicine and then go back." Zheng Ren said perfunctorily.
"Mr. Zheng, why do you think it's weird that you talked so much this morning?" Chang Yue pushed up the glasses frame with her right index finger and asked doubtfully.
"How talkative? It should be fine." Zheng Ren smiled and did not continue talking to Chang Yue. Instead, he looked at Xie Yiren who was concentrating on cooking. He really couldn't get enough of it.
If there is a day when I retire, I will move a small bench to see my beautiful woman every day. From morning to night, I will remember every smile in my heart.
"Boss, come up!" Su Yun shouted from upstairs.
"how?"
"Taoist Wang's video!" Su Yundao said.
"Oh, I'm going to take a video call and come down for dinner later." Zheng Ren smiled and said to Xie Yiren.
"Well, go early and come back early." Xie Yiren touched the egg yolk lightly with a shovel, and it was soft and neat. "Your favorite medium-rare one won't taste good when it's cold."
"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded and went upstairs. After taking three steps, he turned back, but without saying anything, walked straight up to the second floor of the duplex.
"Contact Taoist Wang so soon?"
"Since you are ready to go, try to learn as much as possible about the situation, so as not to be confused by Master Yan." Su Yun looked at Taoist Wang on the tablet and said with a smile: "The boss is here and I want to ask you something."
"Hello, Boss Zheng. Please tell me, Brother Su." Taoist Wang had obviously just gotten up. His usually meticulously combed hair was a little messy. He sat on the bed and said with a smile.
"Master Yan called the boss yesterday and said that his junior brother wanted to go through a tribulation and asked the boss to protect the law."
Su Yun said straight to the point.
"..." Taoist Wang's image paused, as if the network signal was not good, and his hand was still combing the broken hair on the temples, but it remained there.
"Eh? Is the signal at Laolu Mountain so bad?" Su Yun patted the tablet in wonder.
Although I know it's not a problem with the tablet, tapping it twice seems to fix it.
The picture on the screen shook twice, and then Taoist Wang smiled bitterly, "Brother Su, don't move, I feel dizzy."
"Isn't it a network delay?"
"I use optical fiber." Wang Daoshi explained quickly.
"Let me go, you, a taoist temple with no shit, actually use fiber optics?"
"What's wrong? During the holidays, thousands of people come to my Taoist temple to burn incense. Their cars have been photographed all the way to the provincial road below Laoou Mountain. There are so many people and the signal is not good. If I don't provide WIFI, I'm afraid something will happen. . If there is a stampede, it will be bad, right?"
Taoist Wang had recovered from his brief shock and explained with a stiff expression.