Aoki took a keen interest in the conference in Copenhagen, but he was not qualified to attend. Of course, it was okay to bring an assistant with Mei Yi's qualifications, but he couldn't be cheeky enough to beg the professor to take him as an assistant and leave Mei Ziqing at home.

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

"You know I hate dealing with rich people. They always think they are the greatest people in the world and dream of changing the world with the money in their hands. They like to talk to you about artificial intelligence, the Internet of Things, and the future of space cities, and tell you how much money they have invested in these areas, and say that hundreds of millions are trivial! Sounds great! But when you ask them to invest some money in my biology lab, they always push back and ask when you can make a profit. ”

"Oh, fuck profit! Fuck the rich guys! They love nothing but houses and gold in their bones. If human beings enter the space age, the first thing they think of must be the minerals on the moon and Mars, and then build houses in places where they can't dig mines, and fool you into buying them, while they stamp the title of 'great entrepreneur who changed human society' on their golden business cards. ”

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

"I should have refused this kind of person coming to me, but there are always some favors that make it difficult for me to retreat. I'm going to Copenhagen, you can help me check it out, anyway, the things in the field of psychology and spirituality can't bother you, maybe you can make a lot of money! With these rich people, you don't have to be polite at all! ”

When Mei Ziqing sent Aoki out, she reminded Aoki: "I gave them your contact information, and they will look for you." But when did you move the studio over? The professor has mentioned it several times, and I hope you will move to the lab, which is very empty anyway! ”

"Oh, I'll think about it again."

He prefers the atmosphere of the old street of Liuying Lane to the laboratory, which, although philistine, is more lively. He's a lazy man, but he doesn't like a lifeless or mechanical world.

"Who the hell is it? What needs to be done? "Aoki wanted to learn about the business.

Mei Ziqing said: "Actually, I don't know much about it, because the professor doesn't like these people, so I don't dare to ask more." Anyway, it's a very rich person. ”

"Okay, then please take good care of the professor, fortunately!"

Mei Ziqing is a very intellectual woman, with a sweet appearance, gentle manners, and a very calm speech. I heard that she was Japanese, and after hearing Mei Yiqiu's lecture at Waseda University, she was shocked and followed Professor Mei to China and took a Chinese name.

Aoki felt that a person like Mei Yiqiu, who was so sloppy that he couldn't take care of anything but academics, really needed 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 have been much brighter than before.

"Yes, don't worry!" Mei Ziqing bowed goodbye to Aoki at the door, showing a sweet smile.

Leaving Mei Yiqiu's laboratory, Aoki wandered aimlessly through the streets, his mind still full of the symbol of the two triangles, and suddenly the triangle turned into a pyramid again, and saw the sand flowing in it; Suddenly, another mummy, tightly wrapped in strips of white cloth, crawled out of the shaft, and then the mummy became a woman with an indistinct face.

He remembered that day the woman had said that she had him in her dreams, but he had never seen him in her dreams. He knew that dreams were made of memories, and if the woman had never seen him, how could she dream of him?

When he couldn't figure it out, Aoki simply didn't think about anything and just thought of it as if he had a dream. Anyway, if that woman has any origins, and has something to do with herself, she will definitely come back to him.

The scorching sun hung in the sky, but Aoki was unaware of it, walking down the street.

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

The last cigarette was quickly finished, and he walked into the nearby commissary: "Hey, here's a pack of Paramount." ”

"There is no Paramount." In the commissary, a chubby middle-aged proprietress is watching TV with an electric fan, and next to her is a big-breasted woman in a cool dress with makeup thicker than her clothes, buying a drink.

When the woman was paying, the proprietress looked up and saw Aoki, and suddenly stood up and pointed at him with a "huh" and said, "You...... You ......"

Aoki then remembered that he had met a mother and daughter at the door of this commissary, the mother was robbed of her bag, and the little girl was pushed onto the road by the bag thief and was almost hit by a car to death.

"Oh, no? Then just take a pack. The expression on Aoki's face didn't change at all.

The proprietress didn't come out of you for a long time, so she turned around and took a pack of King Furong from the shelf, and said, "Thirty-five." ”

"Uh......" Aoki didn't reach out to pick it up, "can't you take a cheaper bag?" ”

“……”

The proprietress was stunned, and said in her heart that you were so casual! She looked at Aoki without any embarrassment, and felt that this person's skin was thicker than the corrugated paper for cigarettes!

The big-breasted woman next to her smiled disdainfully, and muttered softly: "Shhhhhhhhh If you don't have money, you're pretending to be forced! ”

The proprietress took the Hibiscus King back unhappily and threw over a pack of big harvests: "Five pieces of a piece." ”

"Uh...... Let's come to Bao Honghe. Aoki said.

The woman next to her held back a smile, almost squirting out a mouthful of orange juice, her big chest trembled, and she looked at Aoki with the eyes of Hanako who asked for rice on a white street.

The proprietress threw a bag of red river on the counter again: "Six pieces of five." ”

Aoki scanned the QR code posted on the wall with his mobile phone and paid six yuan first.

The proprietress said: "What about six yuan and five, the difference is five cents, do you have money or not?" ”

The woman said: "The boss lady, you should give a discount, and it is not bad for the five cents, so you should ask for food at the door!" ”

The proprietress said, "I want to go to the big supermarket at a discount, I don't have it here." ”

Aoki unhurriedly took out a five-cent steel hammer from his pocket and put it on the counter, saying, "I just panicked with this coin and wanted to spend it." ”

The proprietress took the money with a black face. The woman scolded, "Sick!" ”

Aoki was not annoyed, took the cigarette apart, took out a mouthpiece, took out the shiny Dupon lighter, shook his right hand twice, "ding" and flicked the top cover, lit the fire, and comfortably took a puff of smoke on the flame.

The sound of Dupen, the crisp clash of lighters, and the smoke echoed through the shop.

The proprietress sat down unmoved and blew the fan, but the big-breasted woman obviously knew the goods and stared at Aoki with surprised eyes, as if to confirm the authenticity of this lighter.

With a cigarette crooked in his mouth, Aoki walked over to the woman, staring at the two spectacular things on her chest and asking, "How big?" ”

The woman was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?" ”

"How old are you, I ask?" Aoki couldn't take his eyes off it.

The woman's face, which was covered by thick fat powder, suddenly became shy: "Huh~~ You are so bad, how can you ask the Lun family like this!" ”

A sports car stopped on the side of the road at the door, flashing double.

"Forget it, I have to go." Aoki put away the lighter, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and was about to walk out.

The woman's eyes lit up, and she twisted and said, "Huh~~ It's not that I don't want to say it, the Lun family is just embarrassed!" Lunjia 36D! ”

The sports car thumped and drove away.

Aoki walked to the door with a tapping board, turned around and said, "Oh, it's thirty-six, happy year!" ”