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 scattered yellow leaves outside the window.
"What are you thinking about? Or are you meditating? "Zheng Ren asked.
"Do you think we should ask Taoist Wang first?" Su Yun's voice was a little low, not as light as it used to be.
"You're really thinking about that. It's obviously nonsense. Don't think about it. Hurry up and wash up, then go to the department for ward rounds, "Zheng Ren said nonchalantly.
"They've already given me an offer that I can't refuse." Su Yun picked up the phone at his hand, waved it at Zheng Ren, and said, "I really can't refuse. Take a look. It's up to you whether to go or not."
"Huh?" Zheng Ren turned on his phone, logged into his work email, and saw an email from the Americas.
The email did not talk much nonsense. It started with small talk and then went straight to the point, showing the fee for Zheng Ren's' protection '.
At least one-third of the technology was unknown to Zheng Ren, and he had never seen it in various top journals or magazines.
"Quite a lot of personal goods." Zheng Ren was a little surprised but did not show it. He just nodded and said softly.
"It can increase the probability by 10%," Su Yun said without thinking.
"12% to 15% should be about the same," Zheng Ren said. "Do you think Master Yan is reliable?"
"It should be no problem in the country," Su Yun said. "It's just that I don't understand this matter. I originally thought they were going to watch the show, but who knew they were really willing to pay. "
Zheng Ren was also a little puzzled.
Looking at the various benefits marked in the email … Zheng Ren did not need money, but all kinds of related technology.
Master Yan's son, Yan Zhangsen, was surprisingly generous this time. The benefits were ten times more than expected. When he saw those tempting words, Zheng Ren's first thought was definitely not to go.
As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a collapsing wall. Before he could bargain, the other side had already offered such a price. Master Yan and his son were extremely shrewd people. They probably knew that he did not want to go, so they directly used their trump card.
According to the idea of business negotiations, it was not impossible to use these trump cards one by one. However, time was long, and he was afraid that there was not much time left.
At that moment, Zheng Ren actually believed in the so-called transformation and the so-called tribulations.
"You decide for yourself." Su Yun said softly, "I wanted to go and watch the show yesterday, but I thought it was all nonsense. I don't think so now. You can decide if you want to go or not. It has nothing to do with me. "
Su Yun emphasized it twice and continued to ponder. He put his phone aside and began to wash his face and brush his teeth.
This morning, she brushed her teeth very carefully. After a full ten minutes, she could still hear the sound of brushing coming from the sink.
Su Yun did not rush him. He quietly changed his clothes and waited for Zheng Ren's decision.
Ten minutes later, he rinsed his mouth and walked out feeling refreshed.
"Have you decided?"
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded.
Su Yun narrowed his eyes, his gaze piercing through the black hair in front of his forehead and landing on Zheng Ren's face like a nail.
"Wash up, eat, and get ready for work." Zheng Ren turned around and walked downstairs, leaving behind these words.
Su Yun heaved a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders, but there was also some regret.
"Then I will return to Master Yan," Su Yun said.
"No, let's go."
"…" Su Yun was stunned. "Why?"
"I'm a materialist. I don't believe in these things. If I don't go, won't I believe in them? " Zheng Ren said in a low voice, "Get the technology first. Exchange and cooperation are good. When we bring Little Stone to Europe later, I hope there will be some progress. Little Stone, we can't wait for long. "
Su Yun was not as talkative as usual and began to wash up in silence.
"Zheng Ren, what are you guys talking about?" Xie Yiren, wearing an apron, stood in the open kitchen with a smile and was frying an egg.
"Master Yan asked me to see a patient in the next two days." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I'll be back soon. I won't be bringing you guys."
"Oh, Master Yan … The one with eye problems?" Xie Yiren asked. "His diabetes has worsened again?"
"No, one of his relatives has a problem. I'm going to take a look."
"Go early and come back early." Xie Yiren did not notice anything strange and focused on frying the egg.
"If he's looking for you, why didn't the patient come?" Chang Yue asked.
"His condition is more serious, so he can't come. I'll go take a look. The possibility of surgery is not high, so I'll go back after diagnosing and prescribing medicine, "Zheng Ren said perfunctorily.
"Chief Zheng, why do you feel strange talking so much so early in the morning?" Chang Yue pushed up her glasses with her right index finger and asked curiously.
"Talking a lot? It should be fine. " Zheng Ren smiled and did not continue talking to Chang Yue. Instead, he looked at Xie Yiren, who was focused on cooking. He could not get enough of her.
If there was a day when he retired, he would move a small stool to watch her every day from morning to night. He would remember every frown and smile in his heart.
"Boss, come up!" Su Yun shouted from upstairs.
"What is it?"
"Taoist Wang's video!" Su Yun said.
"Oh, I'll go take a video call and come down for dinner later." Zheng Ren smiled and said to Xie Yiren.
"Okay, go early and come back early." Xie Yiren gently touched the egg yolk with a spatula. It was soft and neat. "Your favorite medium well. It won't taste good when it's cold."
"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded and went upstairs. After taking three steps, he turned back but did not say anything and went straight to the second floor of the duplex.
"You contacted Taoist Wang so soon?"
"Since you're going, you should try your best to understand the situation so that Master Yan won't be confused." Su Yun looked at Taoist Wang on the tablet and smiled. "The boss is here and wants to ask you something."
"Hello, Boss Zheng. Brother Su, please speak." Taoist Wang had obviously just woken 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 is going through a tribulation and asked the boss to protect him."
Su Yun went straight to the point.
"…" Taoist Wang's image paused as if the network signal was bad. His hand was still combing the hair on his temples, but it remained there.
"Huh? Is the signal on Old Bird Mountain so bad? "Su Yun patted the tablet curiously.
Although he knew it was not a problem with the tablet, it seemed to be fine after a few pats.
The image on the screen shook twice and Taoist Wang smiled bitterly. "Brother Su, don't move. I'm dizzy."
"It's not the network delay?"
"I'm using optical fiber," Taoist Wang quickly explained.
"F * ck, you're a god-forsaken Taoist temple and you're using optical fiber?"
"It's not a god-forsaken place. Thousands of people come to my Taoist temple to burn incense during Chinese New Year. My car keeps patting all the way to the provincial highway below Old Bird Mountain. There are so many people and the signal is bad. If I don't provide wifi, I'm afraid something will happen. If someone gets trampled, it won't be good, right? "
Daoist Wang had already recovered from his momentary shock, and explained with a stiff expression.
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