Early the next morning.
After Cheng Wenkang came out of the bathroom, he saw Sheng Heng leaning on the balcony with his long legs bent, talking on the phone. I don't know what the person on the other end of the phone said, but suddenly the corners of Sheng Heng's lips curled up, and he smiled softly, and Cheng Wenkang, who had a crisp voice, got goosebumps all over his body. You don't need to ask him to know who Sheng Heng is chatting with. Since high school, Sheng Heng has only smiled like this at Yan Hao's elementary school student.
About two minutes later, Sheng Heng walked into the room from the balcony, and met Cheng Wenkang's strange eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Sheng Heng said angrily.
"You were smiling so happily just now, and your face changed when you saw me." Cheng Wenkang said sourly, "You are chatting with the elementary school boy, I just met last night, and you called again when you got up in the morning, you are too sticky. "
Sheng Heng gave him a blank look, and then made another call: "Uncle Yue, I'm Sheng Heng, I talked to Yan Hao, and he decided to sell the data model to the military department with the second commission. There is no need to announce his name to the public.”
"Okay, I see. You can send me the account number later, and I will settle the income for him on the 15th of every month." Uncle Yue said.
"If possible, can we start today?" Sheng Heng asked.
"Today? Did the other party ask for it?" Uncle Yue asked.
"No, it's just that Yan Hao is learning mecha manufacturing now, and his financial situation is not very good, so I thought that he would have to spend money anyway, so why not share the batch of medicines that were sent to the front line with him first, and then pay them monthly? Here." Sheng Heng said.
"So it's your little selfishness. It seems that you have a good relationship with Yan Hao." Uncle Yue laughed.
"If the relationship is not good, why would he give me the data model." Sheng Heng didn't hide it either.
"Why, according to what you mean, he doesn't know your identity?"
"He doesn't know." Sheng Heng said, "He just heard that I was in a hurry to find a high-grade sedative, so he went to the school to borrow a super optical computer to calculate this data model. He just wanted to help me."
"That's right, if you know your identity, how can you choose the second method of drawing a commission? It's the wisest choice to go directly to the military headquarters." Uncle Yue said, "However, according to what you mean, he doesn't plan to switch back to the medicine Professional, want to continue learning mecha manufacturing?"
"Yes." Sheng Heng nodded.
"Xiao Heng, do you want to persuade him again? I checked his grades, and he has always been talented in pharmacy. He also studied pharmacy for six years in middle school, and his college entrance examination scores are the first on their planet. After putting in so much hard work, it would be too wasteful to suddenly transfer to mecha manufacturing, and it’s only a freshman year, so it’s still too late to transfer back.”
"Uncle Yue, I asked him, he likes mecha manufacturing." Sheng Heng emphasized.
"But his talent is clearly in potion making."
"Uncle Yue, he studied in middle school for six years, but finally chose to start over from mecha manufacturing, which shows that he really likes mecha manufacturing." Sheng Heng's voice became serious, "Maybe he does have talent in medicine, But we should also respect his personal choice."
Uncle Yue was silent for a moment, and said, "Okay, I understand. I'll make arrangements now, and try to help you, my junior, transfer the proceeds today."
"Thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Sheng Heng immediately sent Yan Hao's account number to Uncle Yue. He had worked with Yan Hao to sell energy blocks before, so he had Yan Hao's fund account.
"Then the elementary school boy is rich, so will he stop selling energy blocks in the future?" Cheng Wenkang suddenly realized a problem.
"The curriculum of the Mecha Manufacturing Department is so tight, and his foundation is not good. Do you still want him to make energy blocks every day?" Sheng Heng said.
"Aren't I just sighing, why are you so fierce, you forget your brother after having a daughter-in-law." Cheng Wenkang said aggrievedly.
"you… "
"Boss, don't say you don't care about the elementary school boy. If you dare to say no, I'll chase him right now." Cheng Wenkang said.
"How dare you!" Sheng Heng picked up the book on the table and threw it at it.
Cheng Wenkang smiled and hid out of the door. Sheng Heng stood where he was, and suddenly laughed too. Is it so obvious what he thinks of Yan Hao
Mech Manufacturing Department.
At the end of the morning class, He Shao took Yan Hao who was still analyzing the mecha circuit to leave the classroom, and walked to the cafeteria together: "There is a saying, if you don't eat actively, you have a problem with your thinking."
"The food in the cafeteria won't be sold out, so it doesn't matter if it's late." Yan Hao was puzzled. In his understanding, it wasn't that there was no food, so why did he rush to the cafeteria after class. In the time wasted in queuing, you can read two more pages of books.
"Although all the food will not be sold out, the dishes you like may be sold out. Don't you have any special favorite food?" He Shao said.
"The food in the cafeteria tastes the same." Yan Hao said.
"It's almost the same. The sweet and sour pork ribs at No. 3 mouth are the best, and the fish-flavored shredded pork at No. 5 mouth is second. If you go late, these two dishes will definitely be gone. If I can't eat these two dishes One, I will be in a bad mood every day." He Shao said.
"Is it so exaggerated?" Yan Hao was surprised.
"Of course, not so fast."
The two rushed to the cafeteria quickly, but the lines in front of the third and fifth entrances were already full. Yan Hao went to the front and took a look. He compared the weight of each dish with the classmates who lined up behind them. , told He Shao with certainty that his turn was over. But He Shao didn't give up and insisted on queuing, hoping that someone in front of him would not eat ribs, but in the end he couldn't make it.
In desperation, he had no choice but to order two dishes casually, and then sat listlessly in the cafeteria.
"We'll come early tomorrow." Yan Hao comforted, although he couldn't understand why a spare rib was so important.
He Shao sighed, but his mood did not improve.
"You don't eat these two dishes every day, why are you so persistent today?"
"Do you know what it means to be disappointed? I have been craving these two dishes since the morning, and I planned to grab them in the last ten minutes of get out of class, but I can only sit here and eat celery." He Shao said.
Lost hope? Although he didn't know why he felt hopeless if he couldn't eat pork ribs and shredded fish-flavored pork, but he understood this feeling. He had been experiencing the process of hopeless in his last life.
He hopes that his parents can see him besides his younger brother, but his parents always only see his younger brother. He hoped that the classmates would not reject him and be friends with him, but the classmates didn't like him rejecting him. He hoped that his achievements in medicine would be recognized by the public, but every time he made a breakthrough, his younger brother would also make a breakthrough, and his brilliance would be completely overshadowed by the other party.
This feeling is very uncomfortable. Every time his hope fails, he will be sad for a long time, and he doesn't want to forget about the sad mathematical formula.
It's not easy to realize his own wish, but He Shao just wanted to eat a dish, and his wish was actually very good to make up for.
"I'll help you to ask again." Yan Hao said suddenly.
"What?" He Shao was poking the rice with his chopsticks, but he couldn't hear clearly.
"The ribs may be a bit slow, but the fish-flavored shredded pork is very fast to make. I'll ask the uncle in the cafeteria to see if there are any ingredients and make another for you." After finishing speaking, without waiting for He Shao's reaction, Yan Hao got up and ran towards the window.
When He Shao reacted and wanted to stop him, Yan Hao had already followed the people from the cafeteria into the back kitchen.
This…
He Shao looked at the food on his dinner plate and suddenly felt that he had overdone it. Moreover, he didn't expect Yan Hao to be so serious that he would ask the chef just for a few complaints of his own.
However, it is a little moved.
"He Shao." Cheng Wenkang and Sheng Heng walked over with a plate, and they sat opposite He Shao. Cheng Wenkang asked in surprise, "Yan Hao, why are you alone?"
"He went to the back kitchen." He Shao said.
"The back kitchen? Why did he go to the back kitchen?" Sheng Heng asked suspiciously.
"I'm going to ask the chef to cook." He Shao said guiltily.
"I didn't expect my elementary school boy to be quite a picky eater, so he went directly to the back kitchen to find the chef to cook." Cheng Wenkang sighed.
"Cough!" He Shao coughed guiltily after hearing this.
The mecha department is different from the mecha manufacturing department. The mecha department has high requirements on physical fitness. The two of them have been in class for a whole morning. At this time, they are very hungry, and they eat without talking. He Shao sat across from him and never had a meal. Cheng Wenkang and Sheng Heng didn't think much about it, they just thought he was waiting for the new dish that Yan Hao asked the chef to serve.
About five minutes later, Yan Hao finally came out from the back kitchen, holding a plate in his hand, and ran back happily.
"Senior Sheng, Senior Cheng, you are here too." Seeing the two of them, Yan Hao was a little surprised.
"Yeah." Sheng Heng smiled and nodded, then glanced at the dishes on the plate and said, "You like shredded pork with fish flavor."
"I like it." Yan Hao is not picky about food, so he likes to eat everything. He said, he put the plate in front of He Shao, "He Shao, eat and see if you like it?"
Seeing his action, Sheng Heng immediately realized something was wrong, and looked at He Shao in surprise.
He Shao touched his nose in embarrassment, and whispered, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, try it. The chef just got off work. I made this dish, but I haven't cooked for a long time, so I don't know how it tastes." When he was at home, he studied cooking for a while, But after I went to college, I didn't do it again. Calculated based on the time of my previous life, I haven't cooked for more than ten years.
"You did it?!" Three voices sounded at the same time.
"Yes." Yan Hao looked at Sheng Heng and invited, "Senior, try it too."
"Okay." Sheng Heng nodded, tasted it with chopsticks, and then his eyes lit up. Just when he was about to speak and praise, He Shao and Cheng Wenkang quickly stretched out after tasting a mouthful of fish-flavored shredded pork. When I took out the chopsticks, half of it was picked up in a blink of an eye.
"What are you doing?" Sheng Heng was furious, "Yan Hao made this for himself. He hasn't eaten yet, and you all robbed him of it."
"Yan Hao made it for me." Cheng Wenkang was stopped by Sheng Heng's yell, but He Shao didn't, and he held his chopsticks again confidently.
Sheng Heng looked at Yan Hao.
Yan Hao nodded and explained: "He Shao likes to eat fish-flavored pork shreds here, but he can't buy them."
Then you did it for him? !
Thinking of this, Sheng Heng suddenly looked at He Shao with unkind eyes.
He Shao was startled, the hand that picked up the vegetables shook, and then silently pushed the last third of it: "Then what, do you want some, senior?"
Sheng Heng snorted, and took the plate with him.