In the morning, Sirea woke Zhuang up from the deep ping-pong pong.

Sirea said, Miss Ouyang is here.

Zhuang's complexion has improved a lot, but there is a strong smell of wine between breaths.

Last night, he drank two catties of liquor in one go. Then with the drunkenness of the scent, he sank into the realm of fluffy hemp in the fluttering heat stirred.

Zhuang rubbed his temples and stood up, if the situation allowed, he could retreat for a week, at least three days. In that case, he would be able to restore seventy percent of his cultivation to ≈, and at most forty percent.

In his body, the mysterious blood ball had been completely refined and integrated into Pengma Gong, which may be the main reason why he was able to jump into Pengma Illusion. On the shore of Moon Lake, the butterfly god, who was originally suppressed by blood cells, has undergone baptism and has also undergone wonderful changes; It is in a delicate equilibrium with Peng Ma Gong.

The current situation is that Peng Magong is in a weak state because of the treatment of Tan Tian, and the butterfly god has become active, and he has to suppress the butterfly god with the help of alcohol.

Zhuang walked into the internal restaurant of Wanghai Hospital accompanied by Sireya, and used a screen to create a relatively closed space in the small space, with only one table in it.

I don't know if it's Miss Ouyang, Ouyang Fan is also here.

"Dean Ouyang! Everyone comes to the shop, and it is shining. Zhuang arched his hand.

"Aren't you welcome?" Ouyang Fan was dealing with a fried steamed bun, and pretended to be unhappy; "Eat silently, sleep silent∪ deal with them."

"Please take your time." Zhuang didn't feel much surprise at Ouyang Fan's arrival; He had already determined that Ouyang Fan's father and daughter had a fairly close relationship with the Huaxia Foundation. Without the backing of those people in Huaxia, in Shanghai, Miss Ouyang's sharp and scathing column would not have survived for much time.

To Zhuang's surprise, he saw Miao Miao's mother. She wears a neat restaurant staff uniform and has clearly been working here for a while.

There is also a person who Zhuang deliberately avoided after returning to Shanghai, Ye'er's sister Su Juan.

When Zhuang came in, Su Juan was accompanying Ouyang's father and daughter to enjoy a fairly sumptuous breakfast.

"Mr. Li, please be seated." Miao Miao's mother saw that Zhuang was a little excited, and pulled out a chair.

"Miao Miao is okay?" Zhuang smiled and glanced at Su Juan. Miao Miao's mother can work in Wanghai Hospital, which must be her credit, and she is now the administrative director of Wanghai Hospital.

"Okay, thanks to Sister Su...... Mr. Su helped to find a good school for Miao Miao. She babbles all day...... I'm sorry, but please dine. Miao Miao's mother smiled, knowing that now was not the time to express her gratitude, so she trotted to get utensils for Zhuang and Xileya.

"Sister Su, something happened in the previous paragraph, I'm afraid you're worried, so I'm ......," Zhuang said embarrassedly.

"Eat silently, sleep silently. I'll settle those accounts for you later. Su Juan raised her eyebrows, but there was a smile in her eyes that couldn't be hidden.

Ouyang Fan set the tone, and this breakfast, which was originally a working meal, became quite innocent. Several people ate their own food, Ouyang Fan was the first to use up, left the table and walked out of the restaurant, still adhering to the principle of not saying anything when eating and sleeping, without saying a word.

Zhuang Zhen felt hungry, and ate a half breakfast as fast as he could, before standing up unsatisfied.

Before leaving the restaurant, praise Miao Miao's mother's craftsmanship. Su Juan had already accompanied Ouyang's father and daughter to Zhuang's office.

"I need a suggestion." When there were only Zhuang and Ouyang's father and daughter in the office, Zhuang threw out Tan Tian's will; "If you don't have an opinion, I will use them to prove Tan Tian's net worth. That's why I invited Miss Ouyang to come. ”

Ouyang Fan's father and daughter got together and carefully studied the will for ten minutes, and it was Miss Ouyang who spoke first: "Excuse me, who did Mr. Li get it from?" ”

It was part of a document Mr. Stephen provided to Senator Lehman. Mr. Stephen is Tan's attorney in the United States, and he is in Shanghai. Perhaps, at this time, it should be less than fifty meters away from us. Zhuang glanced out the window. His office is also a villa, and sitting here, you can see the villa where Lehman lives.

"Do you believe that it is indeed Tan Tian's will?" Ouyang Fan asked.

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I just know that I can use it for some purpose." Zhuang thought about it, a trace of laughter appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Dean Ouyang, I'm sorry, we don't have time to go around in circles." I desperately need a suggestion. ”

"No advice, only kindness." Ouyang Fan stared at Zhuang and said word by word: "The two Huaxia are one family, and the Huaxia Foundation registered in the United States is to listen to the voices of the world at close range. We have scholars visiting every year, and the channels of communication with the outside world are relatively smooth. Until he was imprisoned, there had been no contact of any kind between Tan and Huaxia. That's all I know. ”

"Understood, thank you Dean Ouyang for your honesty." Zhuang retracted his laugh lines, sat up straight, and spoke in as much detail as he could about what he knew about the will, including Celea's little mosquito.

"Maybe some people don't like Huaxia and want to put a hat on Huaxia's head that doesn't taste good." He concluded.

"How's Tan doing? Is he awake? Miss Ouyang didn't speak, and then asked.

"Not yet, I can only guarantee that he will not have a life grip during his time at Wanghai Hospital." Zhuang shook his head.

"How sure is Mr. Lee?" Ouyang Fan asked.

"Tan Tilt?" Zhuang turned his head seven or eight times in an instant, sighed, and stretched out his finger to draw a seven-character figure; "Seventy percent! I did what I had to do. Whether Tan Tian can wake up, I am only seventy percent sure. Dean Ouyang is an expert who has experienced that level of brain injury, and even if he wakes up, there are other risks, such as transfusion. ”

"Can I go see him?" Ouyang Fan asked again.

"Not right now, he's just had surgery and he's under anesthesia. Tomorrow, if nothing else, there will be a more reliable result tomorrow morning. ”

"I'll be here tomorrow morning." Ouyang Fan held up the will and said, "Can I take a copy?" I need to prove something with it. ”

"Yes, you can take that one. I still have it here. "Zhuang decided to take a risk≡ although the person who wants to calculate is not necessarily a friend, but it can be tried, and it is also a good reward to form an alliance for the time being.

"I'll take my leave." Ouyang Fan had something on his mind and left in a hurry.

Zhuang wanted to send it, but it was resolutely stopped. Ouyang Fan said that Miss Ouyang would not leave, and he was happy to see his daughter make a friend like Zhuang.

Generally speaking, there is always a slight ambiguity when a lonely man and a widow are alone in a closed space. But this morning, Zhuang didn't feel that way at all. Miss Ouyang's open and honest words swept away all the ambiguity.

"It's inconvenient for my father to say, I'm happy to give Mr. Li a suggestion. ChinaAMC is just a loosely organized think tank that studies the main direction and political events that are happening or will take place. The original intention of the establishment of China was to explore a path suitable for the long-term development of the Chinese nation. This time, the main reason why the surnamed Hou dared to attack Huaxia may be my father and me. Recently, we have been getting too close to Mr. Li. Father planted you to go to Wanghai Hospital to snatch Tan Tian, they may think that this is Huaxia's choice. In fact, from the beginning of its establishment to the present, Huaxia has not made such a choice. We certainly have our own positions, but only by listening and observing, and by doing a little bit of trend research that we have to provide. ”

After Miss Ouyang finished speaking, Zhuang took out the business card that Lan Youjiang handed over to him and asked, "What does it represent?" ”

"Huaxia and Mr. Li have more communication, do you know what the world is like in your heart? I would like to know your expectations for the future of the Chinese nation. The return paid by Huaxia is just a few suggestions≈ it represents a channel that you can use to get some suggestions. ”

"Do I have to pay?"

"Of course not! For you, what Huaxia needs is your wisdom. All you need to do is answer a few questions honestly. My father once wanted to introduce you to Huaxia when you first came to Shanghai. My father is a member of the Life Science Foundation of the Huaxia Foundation, and you have a mysterious ancient medicine in your hands, and my father believes that if you can study this mysterious ancient medicine technique, it will help the future of mankind. ”

It turned out that I had taken a fancy to the secret art of Zhumen. Zhuang shook his head slightly: "It doesn't make sense, Miss Ouyang can see that my current condition is not very good." There are many limitations to using this ...... 'mystical ancient medicine', and learning it requires more than just diligence and sweat. ”

"That's why we need to study it from multiple angles." Miss Ouyang said with a smile: "As you said, this mysterious ancient medicine technique has been passed down for a long, long time, and it has not died out with the passage of time like most secret techniques. This proves that the requirements for learning and mastering it are not too demanding. In the history of the Chinese nation, there were geniuses as bright as the stars; They created a great deal of civilizational wealth. But the lack of communication, self-cherishing, and conservative views of the gateway have made most of them disappear. Father thinks that the mysterious ancient medicine you have mastered has the potential to spread. There are more than a billion people in China, even if you choose one out of 10,000 ......"

"Miss Ouyang, I agree with your father's judgment. However, now is not the right time. To tell the truth, this 'mysterious ancient medical technique' is not only a medical technique, but also a secret technique of killing. If it is popularized on a large scale, once it is mastered by people with ulterior motives, it will be a disaster for China and even the world. Zhuang raised his hand in surrender, Miss Ouyang's words were too sharp, and he felt that he was about to be convinced.

"You've shown its magic and you should be able to find the right balance. At the beginning of its existence, explosives had many imperfections, and they were said to be gifts from the region, and even the slightest strong vibration could cause an explosion. There have been many accidents during transportation and storage. Nuclear technology has created the atomic bomb, which has also taken a major step forward in the exploration of nature and so far. You should agree with me that I think about the future of this mysterious ancient medicine from the point of view of national and national interests. ”

"I'm not just a doctor now, I can't do these things in a day or two." Zhuang pondered for a long time, and couldn't help but admit that the other party was indeed reasonable.

The only criterion for the entry of Zhumen disciples is whether they can enter the Pengma realm, but Zhuang does not think that all Zhumen disciples are Tianzong geniuses. In the past, Zheng Shurong entered the realm of Pengma under the guidance of the Living Buddha of Soonda, and then Ye'er unconsciously integrated into it. It's just that Zhumen is not ready, or rather, including Zhuang, all the people in Zhumen have not thought about this problem carefully.

"If you agree, I'll have an exclusive interview with you next week. You promised you that you couldn't put it off any longer. ”

Zhuang thought about it again and again, but still didn't understand what kind of organization Ouyang said Huaxia was. Perhaps, it was a group of people with ideals and great powers; Perhaps, it was just a special political group. But one thing is certain, it is necessary to establish a good cooperative relationship with Huaxia; There aren't many people who can be looked at by them.

"Who's that surnamed Hou?" Zhuang asked.

"Can I go see Tan Tan?" Miss Ouyang asked.

Both shook their heads at the same time, and everything was silent.

A thought flashed through his mind, perhaps, he was missing something. If you don't go to Liao Feng and persuade Miss Ouyang to come forward to talk to Lehman, the effect will be better.

She can be regarded as a beauty, but she has always been maverick and has eyes above the top, so Zhuang does not dare to get too close.

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