Chapter 7: Angelic Scriptures (Asking for Votes, Seeking Money, Seeking Investment)
Top floor of Angel International Building, President's Office.
A huge wall-mounted fish tank occupies most of the walls of the office, and a golden arowana leisurely patrols its territory, occasionally inhaling a mouthful of fish and shrimp, and then rapidly spitting it out, back and forth.
"Ahem..."
An Daoxiong coughed heavily, followed by a large breath, and the whirring and whirring sound was like a hoarse and worn bellows, piercing and sharp.
An Ning, who was supported by the side, quickly placed An Daoxiong on the nearby sofa, and then skillfully received water and found medicine, serving the old man to stabilize his condition.
"I told you not to come, I can handle it, but you don't listen, if the condition worsens, how do you want me to explain to that person?"
"Confess? What is there to explain? You don't even want to shout Dad, are you afraid to give him an explanation? β
"Grandpa~~"
A strong woman in the workplace who is strong in everything, only by An Daoxiong's side, will she be like a kitten, coquettish.
"Hey, don't blame your dad, it was my idea to go to the Holy See to meditate, and you also know that our Angel International is ......"
Superstition!
Although An Ning was tired of the old man's words, he still pretended to be very patient to listen, as the crystallization of the combination of advanced education in the East and the West, An Ning was a staunch atheist.
So for An Daoxiong's lord, angel or something, he has always scoffed, and An Daoxiong naturally understands that the belief he has adhered to all his life is not so easy to be denied.
After An Daoxiong's clichΓ© was finished, An Ning took out the prepared company plan and handed it to the old man.
As a family business, there are various channels to solve problems, although she is slightly inferior in company meetings, but there are also family channels, which always open a window for her, right?
"I'm old, I'm old, this dense word is like an ant on the side of the road, I have a headache when I see it!"
An Daoxiong smiled and quietly took the planning plan and put it aside.
An Ning's heart moved, and he immediately understood that this was the old man's denial of his own planning path, this Gu Huai'an really has a hand, obviously when he chatted with his grandfather two days ago, the other party's attitude was still ambiguous, although he was not biased towards himself, but he did not directly refuse to deny it like at this moment.
"Grandpa, didn't you say that we Angel International are here to promote the existence of angel belief and civilization? Isn't my current investment in the Internet entertainment industry just to control the mouthpiece of public opinion and facilitate publicity? β
"Little thing, you little mouth, you can speak well when you are young, I know you don't believe my set of words, let alone angels, you just want to make your father regret it through your own efforts!"
An Daoxiong seems to be a little different today, in the past, he was too lazy to say a word, and he didn't like to argue with An Ning about her father's problems, after all, at such an old age, coupled with illness, debating such an energy-consuming thing would only make his illness worse.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, you lie down well, I'll ask Uncle Quan to arrange a car to take you back to the hospital!"
An Daoxiong waved his hand, took a sip of water to suppress the surging breath, and motioned for An Ning to help him up.
"Just tell me what you want, your body will not be able to bear it!"
"It doesn't matter, it's all at this age, what does it matter if you live one or two more days or one or two less? It's just the faith of the angels, and it can't be cut off in the hands of you and me, otherwise I won't be blind when I die! β
Angels, angels, angels, and angels!
Invisibly, An Daoxiong's insistence on his beliefs caused An Ning's already antipathy to angels to rise to disgust.
But the grandfather's fate is difficult, if the old man is not happy, maybe he will be sent directly to the cemetery in a fit of anger, and he may feel guilty for a lifetime.
Helping the old man to the desk, I saw the old man tremblingly raise the cane in his hand and hand it to the irritable Anning.
"Smash it!"
"Clams?"
An Ning didn't react for a moment, and it wasn't until An Daoxiong reminded him again that he suddenly came to his senses.
"Oh oh, I'm going to find the security guard!"
"No, you smash it yourself, this thing can't be seen by outsiders!"
I feel that the old man today is really unusual, mysterious and mysterious, and a strong uneasiness wells up in An Ning's heart.
Syllable~
Without much force, the seemingly sturdy crutch broke in response, and a strange bronze key fell out of it, and An Ning immediately went over to pick it up.
"Grandpa, this...."
"It's a pretty nice logo, you used to talk about two little wings when you were a kid, if only you could fly."
An Daoxiong looked at the huge Angel International logo on the wall with remembrance and said with a smile.
"Huh? Have it? I don't remember....."
"Today we'll let him fly!"
An Ning looked at the old man and became more and more eccentric, feeling that his grandfather's condition was aggravated, or even suffering from Alzheimer's.
Just as he wanted to reach out to help An Daoxiong pat his back, he saw the bronze key in his hand and seemed to understand something.
"Go ahead, let it fly!"
An Ning slowly walked in front of the logo, carefully groped for it, and finally found a keyhole on the back of the bottom end of the logo.
Such an unreasonable design made An Ning spend a lot of effort to insert the key into it.
Click~
With a crisp sound, the wings that had been spread began to slide slowly, and then they stirred up and down regularly, and the sound of fine gears running was endless.
After a while, the wings stopped moving, and the logo that was originally tightly knit appeared, and from the symmetry line, many mechanisms displaced, and finally split in two, revealing a hidden dark grid.
β........ Password! β
An Ning was a little speechless, she designed such an elaborate mechanism, and in the end, there was actually an electronic password safe, which simply destroyed the overall sense of mystery.
"Your birthday!"
An Daoxiong replied with a smile, every time he opened this secret, he felt extremely smooth, as if the disease had been dispelled.
Opening the safe, An Ning was finally shocked, a piece of parchment with a soft shimmer, floating quietly in the safe.
That's right, it's floating!
An Ning reached out to check the safe for the first time, without the slightest external force, this piece of paper floated quietly!
She thinks her knowledge can explain the fluorescence phenomenon, and ordinary fluorescent agents can create such an effect.
But float out of thin air!
It may be necessary to put a few more nails into Newton's coffin to soothe her restless heart.
"This.... This.... This...."
This is an angelic scripture, in cuneiform script, which records the splendor of angelic civilization, which translates to ..... Mythology! β
An Daoxiong is still smiling, as soon as this page of angelic scriptures appeared, he really felt that his body was much better, and even his hot lungs revealed a trace of coolness....