The food alley near the school was bustling with activity every night. After all, eating was the eternal theme of human life.
The grilled fish restaurant that Zhang Heng picked tasted good, and naturally, business was booming. There was a long queue outside every night. When Han Lu parked her car, Zhang Heng went to the receptionist to get a number. Without asking, there were already more than 30 tables in front of him.
"Do you want to go somewhere else?" Zhang Heng asked Han Lu.
"No, let's go here," Han Lu said. "I'm not in a hurry anyway."
It was a pity that the people in the venture capital circle couldn't hear this sentence. Otherwise, their eyes would probably pop out of their sockets. It was hard to imagine that Han Lu, who always said, "My time is precious. Let's cut to the chase.", would actually say that she was not in a hurry anyway.
But in fact, Han Lu had always been like this. She firmly believed that the value of everything could be quantified. For her, work was never ending. So every morning when she woke up, she would rank all the things at hand according to their importance and allocate time according to their value.
In other words, when she was willing to wait outside a small restaurant, there was only one possibility, and that was that she felt that waiting was worth it for her.
"I haven't been to school for a long time. I come back occasionally, and I feel a lot younger. I even remember a lot of things from my school days," Han Lu said. In fact, she had even forgotten the name of her class monitor, and she didn't care about the life and death of her old classmates. Other than meeting Zhang Heng's mother when she was studying abroad, she didn't have any other close friends that she could talk to.
At Han Lu's level, making friends was more or less utilitarian. It was more about exchanging benefits and working together for a win-win situation. Of course, there was also an element of friendship, but it wasn't that pure.
However, Han Lu wouldn't complain like some little girls in romance dramas. She knew very well that this was a fair world, where there were gains and losses. For her, what she gained was far more than what she lost, so she had nothing to complain about.
Of course, she would be happier if she could gain more.
Han Lu took out her phone and said to Zhang Heng, "Come, come closer. Let's take a picture together. I can prove to your mother that I didn't let her down."
Zhang Heng had no choice but to lean towards Han Lu.
It turned out that women of all ages and occupations knew how to take a selfie. Han Lu was no exception. She quickly found a suitable angle and captured her perfect profile in the photo.
However, the next moment, she received a text message on her phone.
The message came from an unknown number, but the following text was: "Mr. Han, about the project that we talked about last time, supplementary information …"
Han Lu clicked on the text message, but there was nothing behind it. There was only a picture that looked a little strange. The light in the picture was very dim, and there was a humanoid shadow in the darkness. There seemed to be a pair of black wings on its back.
Zhang Heng, who was next to her, reacted quickly. The moment he saw the photo, he reached out to block the phone screen. However, he was still too late.
"What the hell is that?" Han Lu frowned. "A prank?"
"What time did you sleep last night?" Zhang Heng asked in a deep voice.
Han Lu was a little surprised. It was the first time she saw Zhang Heng so serious. Her impression of Zhang Heng was that he was calm and mature beyond his age.
However, Han Lu still told him the truth. "I usually go to bed before 12 o 'clock at night, but a pharmaceutical company I invested in is preparing for a series of financing next week. However, we haven't come to an agreement on the valuation. I worked a little overtime last night. It was about two in the morning, and I woke up at a quarter past seven. Why do you ask?"
"Because I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep for a while," Zhang Heng said.
"Huh?" Han Lu raised her eyebrows, apparently not understanding what Zhang Heng meant.
"It's a little complicated to explain."
"It doesn't matter. We have a lot of time now anyway."
Zhang Heng took out a pair of lenses from his pocket and handed it to Han Lu. "Put it in front of you."
Han Lu's expression was a little strange. Having been in the business world for so many years, she had seen all kinds of tricks. She had also met many men who used all kinds of means to win her favor. Hence, when she encountered this kind of situation, her first reaction was that Zhang Heng had set her up.
That inexplicable photo might have something to do with the latter. Although Han Lu had a good impression of Zhang Heng, it didn't mean that she wouldn't use her brain when interacting with him.
Han Lu had always believed that even the most perfect man would show his true colors one day. However, it was undeniable that she really enjoyed the process. Even if it was an illusion, she hoped it could last a little longer. She didn't want the game to end so soon.
However, when Han Lu put the lens in front of her eyes as Zhang Heng said, she was completely shocked by what she saw.
"What kind of black technology is this?" Han Lu was surprised. "It's too unbelievable. In addition to a clearer field of vision, there's also light compensation. If this thing can be mass-produced, the benefits it can bring will be unimaginable. I have already thought of many ways it can be used. What you need most now is a professional team to help you promote your product, and I can provide you with such a team as long as you let me be your angel investor. Oh, sorry, it's a professional habit." Han Lu laughed at herself. "Whenever I see a good project, I want to get involved. For the sake of your mother's relationship with me, it doesn't matter if you don't want to accept my investment. I will still help you."
"Unfortunately, this thing can't be mass-produced," Zhang Heng said.
He was also thinking about how to phrase his words. Han Lu was a very rational and stable person. It would not be easy to convince her to change her original worldview and establish a new one. At the same time, Zhang Heng also had to abide by the rule of not revealing his player identity. It would not be easy to explain things to her.
When Han Lu heard that it couldn't be mass-produced, her enthusiasm disappeared. It meant that no matter how precious this thing was, it could not bring her any benefits. But then she realized something and quietly waited for Zhang Heng to continue.
"Beneath the ordinary surface of this world … there are some supernatural things."
"Well, is this your mother's new research topic? When we studied abroad together, although your mother majored in theology, as far as I know, she didn't believe in these things very much. She usually treated those myths as fairy tales, "Han Lu said.
"This has nothing to do with my mother. She doesn't know those … things exist," Zhang Heng said. "I know it's not easy for you to accept this, but what I'm going to say next is very important. From now on, you must promise not to close your eyes, sleep, or even take a nap … until I find a solution."
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