After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

When Song Jing arrived at the alley outside the Fuyao Research Institute, it was already completely dark. Qin Yicheng read her message and came to pick her up at the alley ahead of time.

"Little uncle." Qin Yicheng waved his hand in greeting, then turned around and said, "Boss, you can cook the noodles now."

Song Jing stepped forward, Qin Yicheng said: "I know you must not have eaten, let's eat a bowl of noodles before going in."

"Here we come." The proprietress warmly greeted the two of them, and brought up two plates of hot braised beef. "Sit down, the noodles will be ready soon."

"Thank you." Song Jing thanked him politely, and sat down with Qin Yicheng.

Qin Yicheng couldn't hide his excitement, "Little uncle, I think we will be able to develop anti-gene rewriting medicine soon. At that time, we can directly receive the Lifetime Medical Achievement Award."

"I don't plan to disclose this medicine."

The proprietress came over with two bowls of noodles, and Song Jing stopped talking.

Qin Yicheng also knew that Song Jing spent money to continue her parents' unfinished genetic research in order to fulfill her parents' last wish.

Not to mention other things, just talking about money, Song Jing has invested more than tens of billions in the Fuyao Research Institute in the past ten years. This is money that many people can't earn in a few lifetimes.

Qin Yicheng sighed, his face froze suddenly, and he coughed in embarrassment.

Song Jing pinched his chopsticks and looked at him with his eyelids open, "The research institute is out of money again?"

Everyone knows that research burns money, and genetic research is the most expensive part of it, but from time to time money is needed, and Qin Yicheng himself is short of breath, "Yes. I checked today, and there are several million in the institute's books , I want to buy a project data related to gene correction and rewriting from abroad, and I need this number.”

Qin Yicheng made a comparison of three.

"300 billion?"

"thirty."

"30 billion, it's so cheap to buy the data of a project that corrects gene rewriting? Their research project didn't succeed in the end?" Song Jing raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Qin Yicheng has been very concerned about genetic research since he took over the Fuyao Research Institute, "I noticed their project early on. Except for some problems in the later stage, a lot of data in the early stage are very useful to us. Learn from the experiment."

Song Jing lowered his head to eat the noodles, but didn't respond immediately.

The money she has now is far from the 30 billion target.

"When?"

"About a week." Qin Yicheng said, "Uncle, I can get some from home."

"No, this is a matter of the research institute, don't take money from the Qin family." Song Jing finished a bowl of noodles and took another bowl, "I will transfer some money to you for normal research, and I will give it to you in a week Transfer 30 billion."

"Little uncle, where did you get 30 billion in such a short period of time?"

"I'll get the money, don't worry about it." Song Jing changed the subject, "Has anyone troubled the research institute in the past few months?"

"No." Qin Yicheng was puzzled, "Why do you ask such a question?"

"It's nothing." Song Jing frowned. Qi Heng knew about the existence of the research institute, and probably knew about other things about her parents, but he didn't hire someone to find the research institute. Instead, he only targeted her. Why?

Could it be that Qi Heng's malice was only towards her?

After eating the noodles, the two paid the money and went back to the research institute. Song Jing first transferred the current money into the research institute's account to support the normal research consumption of the institute, and had to find a way to get another 30 billion.

Qin Yicheng doesn't even ask her how much money is left in her account after transferring the money, anyway, it never exceeds a thousand every time.

The two changed into sterile suits and entered the research room. Qin Yicheng first showed Song Jing the research progress of the past few months.

The direction is right, and the progress is indeed much better than before like a headless chicken.

Song Jing wanted to get money, so he couldn't stay in the research institute for too long, so he talked with Qin Yicheng all night about the current research progress, and how to add medicines in the future to continue research and customize a general direction.

"Research in this direction first, and correct any mistakes." Song Jing glanced at the round clock hanging on the wall, "I have to go first."

"Little uncle, you stayed up all night, why don't you go to sleep first?"

"Yeah." Song Jing left the research room, changed into a sterile suit, and picked up his backpack.

Qin Yicheng followed and sent her out of the research institute to the station in the small town.

"Little uncle, I heard from the master that your illness has been cured?"

Song Jing nodded, didn't say much, waved her hand and boarded a bus that was about to depart to Linshi. There was an airport in that city, and she could directly buy a ticket to fly to the Imperial Capital.

"Little uncle, wait." Qin Yicheng went to a small restaurant next to the station to pack up all the braised beef, bought two bottles of drinks, and threw them to Song Jing through the window, "You don't have to carry it all by yourself, thirty Not a small amount, I can get some from home."

Song Jing caught the bag that was thrown in, and the end of his eyes pressed the bloodshot eyes after staying up all night, but a little smile flashed across his eyes, "No need, you can go back."

Qin Yicheng waved his hand, but didn't leave. He stood by the side and waited for the bus to start to leave. Then he waved at Song Jing again, turned around and left the station, and went back to the research institute.

The bus was full of cars issued by talents, and the seat next to Song Jing sat a woman carrying a large bag and holding a one-year-old child in her arms.

The child is very cute, his eyes are rolling around, and he looks very clever.

Song Jing tied up the beef and stuffed it into the bag, unscrewed the cap of the bottle to drink water, the child opened his eyes wide, looking at her curiously and eagerly.

"Children can't drink beverages." Song Jing told the child.

The woman shyly changed the child's hand to hold the child, "I'm sorry, the child is facing the mouth."

"It's okay." Song Jing took two sips of the drink and put it away, moved his body down by two points, and fell asleep on the back of the chair.

The child next to him is very skinny, and there is no moment when he is safe. The two-hour drive, the child is either crawling here or touching there.

When we finally arrived at the bus station in the city, everyone got out of the bus in a hurry. The woman temporarily put the child on the seat, then turned to take the backpack and some plastic bags filled with things.

The child looked at Song Jing, and called out in a childish voice, "Die Die (sister)."

Song Jing poked his cheek with a smile, "You are just born cute, but if you are ugly, you will get beaten a few more times."

The child couldn't fully understand what Song Jing said, but he was very happy to see Song Jingli and giggled.

"I'm sorry, I disturbed you to sleep along the way." The woman apologized embarrassedly. She also wanted her son to shut up and stop making noise, but how could a one-year-old child know so much, so she could only coax her, At least don't let my son cry in the car.

"It's okay, I didn't sleep either." Song Jing took out a medicine rope from his bag, "Children have weak spleen and stomach, they tend to accumulate food, and if they accumulate food, they tend to get sick. This is a medicine rope. If you can trust it, wear it for him." You can see the effect after wearing it for a month.”

The woman was pleasantly surprised, "Beauty, are you a medical student?"

"My parents and grandpa are both doctors." Song Jing handed over the medicine rope.

"Thank you, thank you." The woman took the medicine rope and thanked you repeatedly, and quickly rummaged through the bag, "I don't know how to thank you, this is the crispy meat I fried at home, don't dislike it."

Song Jing knew that if she didn't accept women, she would probably feel uneasy, so she didn't push, and accepted a bag of crispy meat, "I'll go first."

The woman wrapped the child around her body and got out of the car with a big bag. A man got off a small car in the distance and hurried forward to take the big bag from the woman. The woman said a few words to him. , the man raised his head and glanced at Song Jing.

Song Jing got off this bus and got on another airport bus.

After changing planes, I finally arrived at the Imperial Capital Airport at around [-]:[-] pm, and took a taxi back to Tianxiang Community. When I walked into the living room of the apartment, it was almost [-]:[-] pm.

The traffic conditions in the imperial capital in the evening rush hour are really too congested.

Song Jing looked at the time, and while looking for clothes to go to the bathroom, he called Sha Manyin.