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Xia Ren nodded, looking very satisfied.

Lili looked up and hugged Xia Ren's thigh: "Good brother!"

"Your daughter?"

The young man turned his head and forgot what happened just now, and seemed to be very interested in Lily.

"No."

Xia Ren denied, "Her father died, and I adopted her."

"Oh--"

The young man surnamed Niu restrained his smile: "That's quite pitiful."

They were talking, and the broadcast above their heads had already indicated that they could board the plane, which was the flight from Jupiter City to Dongpu City.

"Goodbye by fate."

Xia Ren picked up his backpack, intending to bid farewell to the young man.

To be honest, he felt a little pity. This young man was full of vigor and vitality, and he had a generous personality. If he continued to chat, he couldn't tell if he would be able to write more words in the future.

"I'm leaving too."

The young man also picked up his small schoolbag.

Xia Ren nodded to him, then took Lily's hand and walked towards the ticket gate.

Another advantage of the VIP badges they wore around their necks was that they didn't have to go through the security check, which also saved a lot of trouble, because Xia Ren didn't know whether Lily and Qin Yun, including his own physique, could pass through the security check channel normally.

Under the guidance of the staff, Xia Ren and the others were arranged in the first-class cabin and really enjoyed the VIP treatment.

"Is this certificate still useful?"

He took out the certificate given by Judge Tang from his pocket. On the cover was a special security certificate, which was densely covered with various seals. At the end of the certificate, the logo of the foundation appeared, and there was a line of small words under the logo: brave devotees.

"I said, you have this certificate."

An exclamation came from behind, a familiar voice.

Xia Ren turned his head and saw that the young man just now was behind him, so he couldn't help being a little surprised.

He didn't notice anyone approaching at all.

After a pause, Xia Ren asked, "Do you know this certificate?"

The young man just kept admiring him, and praised: "Boss, you are really a big boss, and a big boss is low-key."

"This certificate is so famous. I heard that it can only be obtained by donating 1000 billion to a non-profit organization. This is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes. It is in my lifetime."

Hearing this, Xia Ren couldn't help being startled.

What is the concept of 1000 million?

He didn't even dare to think about it. There are not many references that can be used for comparison. You must know that even the sound wave company that manufactures the plane he is sitting on has an annual profit of only about 3000 billion, and the sound wave company is an aircraft manufacturing company. The leading company in the industry belongs to the top of an industry, and it supports tens of thousands of people.

It is unimaginable for individuals to donate 1000 billion.

No wonder at the end of the certificate, it says "Brave Contributors". There are too many people who donate. Are there so many rich people in the world?

And why would the foundation give this kind of thing to me at will, in order to show favor to me?Or is there another picture?

Xia Ren thought about it carefully, and found that apart from his appearance, there seemed to be nothing special about him.

"It seems that you are not an ordinary person."

Xia Ren stopped thinking about it for the time being, and instead focused on the young man: "I don't know your name yet."

The other party seemed a little embarrassed and said, "Niu Changshou."

"Niu Changshou?"

Xia Ren thought that there are such straightforward names in the world, so he suddenly asked: "Do you know Zhu Youqian?"

"Is Zhu rich?"

Niu Changshou thought about the name, and said, "Is there anyone in the world who would come up with such a straightforward name?"

"..." Xia Ren.

It seems that this guy is not conscious at all.

He stopped talking about this topic and asked, "What are you doing in Dongpu City?"

A stewardess in the aisle came to remind them that the plane was about to take off. Niu Changshou sat on the seat next to him, fastened his seat belt, and said, "Go to school to teach, don't look at me young, I'm a rising star in archaeology .”

"It even rhymes, sker! sker!"

He seems to be full of enthusiasm at all times, and he can make himself laugh when he says a word.

The plane soon entered the take-off stage, and Xia Ren needed to rest, so he stopped chatting with Niu Changshou.

He put on the blindfold, but his thoughts did not stop.

"Archaeology..."

If he remembers correctly, this field is not very popular at present, even if he graduates with a bachelor's degree, the knowledge he has learned is basically useless.

Part of this is the result of the intervention of the Supreme Alliance government, because now unofficial archaeological operations are serious illegal acts. Even if there are any new discoveries, if they are released without government approval, they will be guaranteed within two hours. Superintendent I will be able to find your door, and give you a pair of bright silver bracelets with a smile, and help you find a more promising collective job with food and housing included. The working hours depend on how the Dispute Arbitration Court works. decide.

Moreover, as we all know, archaeologists are a very dangerous profession. According to unofficial statistics, among the archaeologists recorded in the register last year alone, more than 200 died for various reasons, and more than 100 disappeared , whereabouts are unknown.

We must know that the total number of archaeologists recorded is only ten thousand, and it takes several years of time and experience to train a new person. As a result, hundreds of people were lost in just one year. Relevant practitioners said that the industry is a pill.

The last one who was said to be a pill in the industry was a paleontology major.

It's just that paleontological mortality is not that terrible, it just goes crazy.

Close your eyes, three hours passed quickly.

At four o'clock in the morning, Xia Ren and the others walked out of the airport and bid farewell to Niu Changshou.

"It's a bit windy."

The night was still dark, the street outside was a bit deserted, the icy cold wind was blowing on his body, and someone beside him was wearing thin clothes, shivering from the cold on the spot.

Qin Yun took off a rubber band from her wrist, bit it in her mouth, then tied her long hair with both hands, tied it with the rubber band, and tied a refreshing single ponytail hairstyle.