Chapter 32 (1/2)

Aoki is very interested in the academic conference in Copenhagen, but he is not qualified to attend it. Taking an assistant with Mei's qualifications is certainly no problem, but he can't have the cheek to ask the professor to take him as an assistant and leave Mei Ziqing at home.

Before leaving, the professor also generously introduced a business to Aoki.

”You know, I hate dealing with rich people. They always think they are great people in the world and dream of changing the world with their money. They like to discuss artificial intelligence, the Internet of things and the future space city with you, and tell you how much money they have invested in these fields. They also say that hundreds of millions is a small deal! That sounds great! But you ask them to give me the creature When the laboratory invests some money, they always push and stop, asking when you can make a profit. ”

”Oh, fuck profits! Fuck rich people! They only like houses and gold in their bones. If humans enter the space age, they must first think of minerals on the moon and Mars, and then build houses where they can't dig out mines, fooling you to buy, but they print the title of 'great entrepreneur who has changed human society' on their gold business cards 。”

The professor's voice was loud and angry, banging his pipe on the table.

”I should have refused such people, but there are always some people who make it difficult for me to retreat. I'm going to Copenhagen. Go and have a look for me. Anyway, things in the field of psychology and spirit can't help you. Maybe you can make a lot of money! You don't have to be polite with these rich people!”

When Mei Ziqing sent aomu out, he reminded aomu: ”I gave them your contact information and they will find you. But when will you move the studio? The professor has mentioned it several times. I hope you can move to the laboratory. Anyway, it's very empty!”

”Oh, I'll think about it again.”

Compared with the laboratory, he prefers the atmosphere of the old street of Liuying lane, which is more lively although it is philistine. Although he is a very lazy person, he doesn't like the dead or mechanical world.

”Who is it? What needs to be done?” Aoki wants to know about the business.

Mei Ziqing said, ”in fact, I don't know very well, because the professor doesn't like these people, I dare not ask more. Anyway, I'm a very rich man.”

”Well, then please take good care of the professor. Fortunately, it's hard!”

Mei Ziqing is a very intellectual woman. She looks sweet, behaves gently and speaks peacefully. It was said that she was Japanese. After hearing Mei's lecture at Waseda University, she was shocked. She followed Professor Mei to China and took a Chinese name.

Aoki feels that a person who is so sloppy as Mei to care nothing but academic needs a beautiful woman to take care of.

In fact, since Mei Ziqing came to the laboratory, both the doors and windows of the office and Professor Mei's body are much brighter than before.

”Yes, don't worry!” Mei Ziqing bowed to aomu at the door, showing a sweet smile.

After leaving Mei's laboratory, Aoki wandered aimlessly in the street. His mind was still full of the symbols composed of the two triangles. Suddenly, the triangle turned into a pyramid and saw the sand flowing in it; Suddenly, another mummy wrapped in white cloth climbed out of the shaft, and then the mummy became an obscure woman.

He remembered that day the woman said she had him in her dream, but he had never seen him in his dream. He knew that the constituent material of dreams was memory. If the woman had never seen him, how could she dream of him?

When you don't understand, Aoki simply doesn't want anything. Just think of yourself as having a dream. Anyway, if that woman has something to do with herself, she will come back to him.

The hot sun hung in the sky, but the green wood was unaware and walked meandering along the street.

He took the last cigarette out of his pocket and threw the old cigarette box into the trash can by the side of the road.

The last cigarette was soon finished. He went into the nearby canteen: ”Hey, a pack of Bailemen.”

”There is no Bailemen.” the fat middle-aged landlady in the canteen is watching TV with an electric fan. Next to her is a big breasted woman wearing cool clothes and thicker makeup than clothes buying drinks.

When the woman was paying, the landlady looked up and saw Qingmu. Suddenly, she stood up and pointed to him and said, ”you... You...”

Aoki remembered that he had met a mother and daughter at the door of the canteen. The mother was robbed of her bag, and the little girl was pushed onto the road by the bag thief and almost killed by a car.

”Oh, no? Let's have a bag.” Aoki's face didn't change.

The landlady, you haven't come out for a long time, so she turned and took a bag of lotus king from the shelf and said, ”thirty five.”