Thinking of this, Sun Feifei continued: "Mr. Meng, in addition to enhancing your popularity, our TV station will also pay a lot of labor fees to the interviewees. ”

"Also, the signal of our Guangnan Satellite TV not only covers the whole country, but also the ratings have always been among the best, and your beauty shop will be mentioned in the program, the gold content in it, you think about it again?!"

In Sun Feifei's opinion, although Meng Lang's store is doing hot business and making money every day, who will think that he has a lot of money when he opens the door to do business, if he thinks he has a lot of money, he will not come to open the door to do business!

"Miss Sun, I think I've made it very clear before!" Meng Lang waved his hand, although he was a little impatient, he still said politely.

After all, Sun Feifei is also very kind, and it is indeed a huge benefit to be on the TV channel, but he really doesn't want to be exposed to the media too much.

As for publicity, as the saying goes, the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and his wine is not only fragrant, it is simply super fragrant!

Even if he opens the store in the deep mountains and old forests, he believes that "Return to the Eighteenth" will be full of customers, and there will be an endless stream of customers!

Sun Feifei was stunned, and looked at the man in front of him seriously, with a slender and straight figure, a healthy complexion tanned to a wheat color, sword eyebrows and handsome eyes, and the whole person seemed to be so uninhibited in his freshness and handsomeness, and he had a unique temperament.

Suddenly, she felt that she couldn't understand the man in front of her, this man was neither for fame nor for profit, and she couldn't imagine that there were such people in the world.

Sun Feifei was sure from Meng Lang's clear eyes that he was indeed reluctant to appear on TV, but she was not discouraged, she still had one last killer move.

She is very sure that as long as she uses it, it will definitely have a decisive effect!

She stroked the hair between her ears and said in a casual attitude: "Angel knows, if Mr. Meng is willing to be interviewed on the column, then I can ask her out for dinner, how about it?" ”

"Ah, Angel......"

Xiao Wei, who was next to her, suddenly shouted, and then realized that she was too reckless, she stuck out her little tongue and covered her mouth in embarrassment.

Meng Lang retracted his gaze at Xiaowei, and said a little helplessly: "Miss Sun, I really don't want to be on any TV, no matter what Angel or Li Qier is." ”

"By the way, we're going to close, if you're okay......"

Sun Feifei was really a little messy at this time, her mouth was slightly open, she used to be articulate, she didn't know what to say at the moment, even her best friend was sold, what else could she say.

Although she was full of frustration, she still didn't give up, and said sincerely: "Mr. Meng, then I'll leave first, but I still hope you can think about it again and bother." ”

After Sun Feifei left, Xiaowei asked: "Boss, I think it's good to be on TV, why don't you agree to her?" ”

"What do the children know, quickly bring the mop, and after cleaning, we will go to have a working meal." Meng Lang patted Xiaowei's head and said angrily.

"I'm not a child, and you're not a few years older than me." Xiao muttered quietly.

In fact, she wanted to take a photo with Sun Feifei and show off on Moments, but later found that the atmosphere of the conversation between the two was a little wrong, so she didn't dare to speak out.

......

After having dinner with Xiaowei and sending her home, Meng Lang drove back home.

Sitting on the sofa, seeing that it was still early, he then called Su Xue and his sister respectively and chatted about daily trivial matters.

As night falls, weary birds return to their nests, and the powerful solar radiation slowly shifts to the other side of the earth, making room for the flow of high-energy particles in the universe.

In fact, these cosmic high-energy particle streams have always been above the earth, but they are obviously strong dragons who can't suppress the earth's head snakes from afar.

In the solar system, except for some extreme cases, there is no energy level that can compete with this great fireball!

Meng Lang was already ready at this time and began to practice his "Stretch Your Hands and Kick Your Legs and Twist Your Waist Divine Skill".

When the transformed cells sensed the first rays of cosmic particles, tonight's cultivation had already quietly begun.

However, unlike last night, the energy level of the cosmic particles in the room seemed to be a little lower tonight than last night, and finally he found a more satisfactory spot in a corner of the balcony.

The cosmic particles contained here were much higher than those in the room, and he was powerless to complain about the random nature of these particles.

Restraining his mind, he began to command the transformation cells to intercept these ancient and precious cosmic high-energy particles that spanned countless light years and time!

As the minutes ticked by, and after a few hours, the modified cells finally reached the limit of their energy storage, and one by one they gradually stopped shaking and began to slowly digest the particles.

This is the end of tonight's practice.

But at this time, Meng Lang did not withdraw from his inner vision as usual, and after thinking for a while, he moved his gaze to the palm of his hand.

That's where the S cells gather.

A small lump of blue and faint, "looking" from a distance, it is like a blue gem set in the palm of your hand!

They are dazzling and deep and restrained, even those who don't know how to appreciate them can feel their extraordinary!

These S cells were born from various super radiation rays erupted by solar storms, and they have not changed at all so far, no matter how Meng Lang drives, they are not involved in absorbing cosmic particles.

These S cells are scarce and precious, only 10,000 in number, and there is no way to divide and replicate them and increase their number.

So usually he is cautious when directing these cells, walking on thin ice, for fear that if he accidentally breaks a few, he will want to cry without tears.

When I was helping the little girl with beauty during the day, although I came up with a whimsical idea of using cell tentacles to carry nutrients and then enter her body for additional replenishment.

But Meng Lang understood that his so-called brain hole was only one of the mysterious abilities that the S cell itself possessed, but he had not discovered it before.

Meng Lang had a lot of thoughts, and the hundreds of billions of neurons in his mind carried dazzling electric light, like meteors passing in the night sky, flashing and instantaneous, and then repeating.

He lowered his head and pondered the possible future evolution direction of these S cells......