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Lin Zeng sent a photo of the contract to Ma Ziming, a lawyer who had been helping him deal with various legal issues, so that he could find the omission.

No problem, sign their names.

Lin Zeng was alone, so he naturally represented himself.

And the person who signed the contract between the other party and Lin Zeng was the respected Mr. Qian.

How to divide the interests behind them, Lin Zeng didn't care.

Waiting for this somewhat strange exchange contract to be signed, Yu Jing got up and left with interest.

The others looked at Lin Zeng and waited for him to tell them the source of the Breath Bubble Seed.

They thought they would hear the address and contact details of a research institute.

Or, the specifics of an off-the-beaten-path wilderness.

Or, some mysterious institution abroad.

It's a pity that no matter how strong their association is, when they see Lin Zeng take out a crimson fruit from his jeans pocket, they can only be confused, and they can't understand what he meant.

A few pairs of eyes looked directly at Lin Zeng, who was calm and calm, and wanted to ask an answer from his mouth.

"Plant this seed in a pot, it will take root and sprout the day after tomorrow, Qian Lao, you pick the first leaf, and after eating it, you will know the beginning and the end. ”

Facing the hesitant eyes of others, Lin Zeng didn't explain too much, and continued to explain:

"After you learn about the situation the day after tomorrow, you can ask me for more specific information. I, as a forerunner, will tell you something specific. ”

“……”

After Lin Zeng finished speaking, he took his contract and left directly.

In the room, except for Qian Mingyu, everyone looked at each other.

Qin Changsheng, who was pregnant in June with a belly like a pregnant woman, touched his belly and said with an incredulous expression: "Old Qian, is this person Yu Jing contacted us reliable?

"Yes, yes, this contract has been signed, and a fruit has been given, and I left inexplicably. The man with a Qinchuan accent said in a sullen voice.

"Hmph, how many of us are still afraid of what kind of trick this kid is playing? If it's really playing with us, we'll see. Zheng Minghui was a little impatient and said with a cold snort.

"Xiao Qin," Qian Mingyu took the red fruit, looked at it for a long time, and didn't recognize what kind of plant it was, "Go get a light potted plant, I'll plant it now." ”

"Old Qian, you really believe this kid's words. What kind of seeds, planted the day after tomorrow to grow leaves, and eat leaves, what the hell. Qin Changsheng felt unreliable in his heart, he always felt that arrogant and rude boy had no sincerity in trading, and he wondered in his heart how to bypass Qian Mingyu and take measures from behind.

"There's no hurry. Qian Mingyu had his own prestige, he played with the red fruit in his hand, and said, "According to what he said, let's see the situation the day after tomorrow." The so-called transaction, there are dealings, he does not perform, we have no loss. ”

"Actually, I don't think this Lin Zeng is necessarily deceiving us. An old man who had not spoken all this time looked at the red fruit in Qian Lao's hand and said thoughtfully.

He looked slightly younger than Qian Mingyu, but he was the oldest of the others. If Lin Zeng saw him, he would think of Yu Jing's introduction, Ren Lien, chairman of the Donghai Mining Association.

Qin Changsheng asked puzzledly, "Old Ren, what do you mean by this?"

"Think about it, breathing bubbles, this plant, who of you has seen it before?" Ren Lien asked a question, and the others were silent for a moment, and they all understood what he meant.

The question raised by Ren Lien is a common question of everyone here.

A type of bubble that can be planted.

A plant that can bring 24-hour fresh quality air to people.

A plant whose connections and wrists they couldn't find any clues.

In quiet contemplation, the door was pushed open, and You Guoqing walked in, holding a ceramic flower pot with a diameter of more than ten centimeters in his hand, and there was a soil pit in the flower pot, obviously a plant had just been pulled out.

"Don't worry," Qian Mingyu stood up, although he was the oldest in the field, he was the tallest, and he usually went to the gym for moderate strength training, and he was still physically strong, "Let's see what this red seed will grow out of." ”

Under the attention of everyone, Qian Mingyu put the red seed into the ready-made soil pit.

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Lin Zeng walked out of the room, and the little brother who had guided him before, came out of nowhere, and respectfully asked him where he was going.

Not very interested in this place, Lin Zeng left directly, just out of the glass door, saw Yu Jing stepping on a pair of black leather shoes with a middle heel, standing under a plane tree on the side of the road, pacing slowly, looking at the glass door from time to time, seeing Lin Zeng walking out, smiling, obviously waiting for him.

"Reporter Yu, is there something wrong?" Lin Zeng asked when he saw her coming towards her.

"Yes," Yu Jing said directly, "I would like to ask, if there are other people who are interested in the seed source of the Breath Bubble, would you be willing to exchange it for money, or something else?"

After pondering for a moment, Lin Zeng nodded and replied, "Look at the conditions." ”

It is far more troublesome to want to get what you want from someone who doesn't have much desire and need than a greedy person.

The so-called desirelessness is rigid, and even he himself doesn't know what he wants, so that those who want to trade can't do it.

"Don't you have any special requirements?" asked Yu Jing more.

"Nope. Lin Zeng shook his head very honestly. What he wants, ordinary people can't give him, the price that ordinary people can pay, he doesn't know what he wants for the time being, so he can only give Yu Jing this answer.

What a headache.

Yu Jing struggled for a moment before saying goodbye to Lin Zeng, preparing to convey this ambiguous answer to the other party.

When Lin Zeng returned to his residence, he found that the door was not locked, indicating that there were people in the house.

In Beijing City, there is no need to guess, there is no doubt that it must be Mr. Jiang.

The key turned, pushed the door in, and a strong aroma came to his nose, making him swallow his saliva.

In the kitchen, the sound of the range hood was humming, Jiang Hua vaguely heard the movement, held the vegetable shovel in his hand, turned his head to look, and sure enough, Lin Zeng was back.

"What do you want to eat?" Lin Zeng walked to the side of the vegetable washing sink, turned on the faucet to wash his hands, and turned his head to kiss the sideburns of Jiang Hua by the way, and there was a faint fragrance on the tip of his nose.

Some people's personalities are like this, they are difficult to get along with in front of strangers, and they are active and talkative in front of acquaintances.

Jiang Hua shrank his neck, shrugged his shoulders with a grin, and gently scratched his free left hand around Lin Zeng's waist.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Lin Zeng, who was afraid of itching, suddenly became excited, his muscles tightened, and he just wanted to fight back, but was blocked back by Jiang Hua's slap.

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, I'm stir-frying! The dry pot meat slices I just learned from a friend, the special recipe, is it fragrant?"

"Fragrant!" Lin Zeng said contentedly as he looked at the generous slices of meat in the pot.

"There is also a teacher in my Huaming Primary School near the house, there is an authentic taste of white-cut Wenchang chicken, the raw material is one and a half pounds of free-range chicken, I asked her to help buy two, one for each of us. Jiang Hua clenched his fists excitedly, not forgetting to flip the mushroom meat slices in the wok.

"My chicken wings are for you, you love to eat them. Lin Zeng took out the dishes and chopsticks from the cupboard and set up the table. This homestay is like a homestay, it is completely like a small home, with complete dishes and chopsticks, as long as you put it in the disinfection cabinet and disinfect it at high temperature, you can eat it. Living in this kind of homestay is much more convenient and comfortable than hotels and ordinary rental houses.

"Haha, then I'll give you the chicken ass. ”

"I won't eat it!"