Material Empire

Tranquility's premonition was quite accurate, and what Ruttenberg brought her the next day was indeed three aunts who were over 50 years old and had a waist circumference of over four feet. Fortunately, because these aunts don't understand English, and Tranquility is not good at Portuguese, in order to facilitate their communication, Ruttenberg also brought a young female translator at the same time, so they can find a common language with Tranquility of.

Let me introduce to you, this is Mrs. Qin from China. Her husband is Mr. Qin Hai who is meeting with your husbands today. This is Mrs. McChrystal, and this is Mrs. Fukin. This is Mrs. Iverson, and this is the translator I found for you, Miss Suze, I wish you a happy day. Ruttenberg introduced the two sides with a smile.

Up to now, Tranquility can only hold back her unhappiness, forced a smile and nodded to the wives: Hello.

Hello, Mrs. Qin from China. With arrogant expressions on their faces, the women nodded slightly to Tranquility, which was regarded as a greeting.

Qin Hai wanted to negotiate with several entrepreneurs, and it was naturally inconvenient for Tranquility to participate. It was not that he had something to hide from Tranquility, but that Tranquility was a scientific researcher, and he neither knew nor knew much about business operations. There are so many interests, it is a bit torturous for her to accompany the negotiation. He proposed to Ruttenberg that he hoped that these entrepreneurs would bring their wives and go shopping with Tranquility. One was to find a companion for Tranquility, and the other was to let Tranquility see how the wives of other wealthy businessmen lived. , at least learn how to be a lady.

However, Qin Hai's plan was wrong from the very beginning. As Tranquility pointed out, he didn't take into account that these entrepreneurs are all in their fifties or sixties, and their wives are also at the level of aunts. Serenity has a generation gap. Another thing he didn't expect was that when several entrepreneurs told their wives to go shopping with Tranquility, they didn't explain Qin Hai's identity, but only said that he was a partner from China. Several ladies came over to look at the peaceful attire, and they felt contemptuous in their hearts. The clothes on this young oriental woman in front of her did not belong to the world's top brands, and she did not wear a one-kilogram platinum necklace around her neck. It's just a poor man, how can a person of this kind of wealth deserve to go shopping with these ladies?

I have to add one more thing, if Tranquility is ugly and her waist is as thick as these wives, the other party may be more willing to accept her. However, Tranquility's beautiful appearance and slender figure made them feel ashamed. Under such circumstances, how could they have a good face towards her.

Although there were all kinds of disdain in my heart, the wives all came with missions, so naturally it was inconvenient to be too cold and quiet. After the two parties greeted each other, they boarded the commercial vehicle arranged by Ruttenberg and went to the commercial street in the center of Sao Paulo.

Tranquility is not a complete home girl. Normally, she also likes to go shopping with her girlfriends, enjoying the fun of shopping without buying. But this time shopping was a torture for her, because the tastes of these shopping partners were too different from hers.

Mrs. Fukin, what do you think of this bracelet? Does it match me?

It fits so well, Mrs. Iverson. I think this bracelet is just made for you.

Really? Let me see the price. It's only 27,000 reais. I must let my dead ghost buy it for me.

Mr. Iverson is really kind to you. My husband wouldn't buy me such expensive jewelry. He spent all the money on mines and lost it all.

I will not let my husband invest all his money, he must buy me a piece of jewelry every month, otherwise I will not let him rest in peace...

I dare not, the female secretary in his office is just waiting for me to turn against him, so that she can take the opportunity to take over...

Let me tell you, you have to do this to a man...

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Tranquility couldn't understand what they were talking about, but seeing these aunts gesticulating with jewelry on their hands, they could roughly guess something. She didn't understand how these people were so obsessed with jewelry when they were already covered in jewels. She is also a woman, so she is naturally interested in beautiful things, but she doesn't want to keep all these things for herself. A bracelet worth 27,000 reais, worn on the hand of that Aunt Iverson, does not have any aesthetic feeling at all, but it will make people feel vulgar. With this money, wouldn’t it be more valuable to buy a few experimental instruments? ?

Bored, Tranquility could only chat casually with the translator, Ms. Su Ze. Although Su Ze also disdained Tranquility in her heart, Tranquility was her client after all, so it was inconvenient for her to be too indifferent, so she introduced Tranquility to various customs of St. Anecdotes, appreciation knowledge of various commodities, etc., have also opened Ning Jing's horizons.

When I walked into a department store called Cafe, several wives crowded together to the jewelry counter. It is said that there is a new batch of exquisite goods from South Africa today. Tranquility couldn't help feeling her teeth were cold. Su Ze also deliberately stepped forward to take a look. Although with her income, it is impossible to get her hands on such jewelry, but looking at it can satisfy her greed, right?

Mrs. Qin, don't you want to go and have a look? Su Ze asked Tranquility.

No, I'm not interested in jewelry. Tranquility said lightly, seeing Su Ze's disappointed look, she smiled again and said, Go and accompany Mrs. Fujin and the others, maybe they need you more.

What about you? Su Ze asked.

I'll walk around, don't worry, I won't get lost. Tranquility said.

Su Ze happily ran away, Ning Jing looked at her back, shook her head, scolded Qin Hai several times for coming up with such a bad idea, and then began to walk around the mall slowly, wearing a Observe the state of mind, watching the flow of people passing by.

Pretty lady, do you have time to hear me introduce a great idea?

While wandering around quietly, a voice suddenly sounded in my ear. The speaker was speaking English, and it sounded pretty standard, not the typical Brazilian accent with an Iberian accent. Tranquility turned around and saw a middle-aged Caucasian man in his 40s standing behind him, wearing a very old but barely clean suit, with a pair of high myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose. It looks like a sick person.

Sir, are you talking to me? Tranquility replied in English.

Yes, yes, my name is Ka'an, are you Japanese? the man said incoherently, obviously he wanted to strike up a conversation with Tranquility as quickly as possible, for fear that Tranquility would turn his head and leave.

Tranquility looked around, seeing people coming and going, thinking that even if this man had some illicit motives, he would not be able to succeed in this place. She happened to be bored and curious about the man's identity, so she replied flatly: Mr. Ka'an, hello, I am not Japanese, but Chinese.

Chinese... Ka'an looked a little disappointed, but since Tranquility was willing to talk to him, he was still unwilling to give up such an opportunity, so he quickly changed his words: So you are Chinese, China is a very great country, I have always admired China very much. I know that China has the Great Wall, and Chinese Kung Fu... Hi Ho Hi!

As he said that, he posed a pose of Chinese martial arts on the spot. He didn't know whether he wanted to pose as a white crane spreading its wings or a black skin with its heart out. Anyway, it looked weird, a bit like a square dance.

Mr. Ka'an, just say what you want to say, I... have limited time. Tranquility turned her head to look at the women dawdling in front of the jewelry counter, and sighed inwardly. In fact, she has plenty of time. If she had to choose between listening to Mr. Ka'an talk about Chinese Kung Fu and listening to those aunts talk about jewelry, she would still choose the former.

I'm sorry, I won't waste too much of your time. I only need five minutes to introduce you to a great scientific idea. Ka'an said, waving his hands.

Tranquility frowned, she could tell that she must have met a minke, that is, the legendary folk scientist. Tranquility is no stranger to civil science. Outside the gate of Capital University, there are often some civil subjects who are asking the most powerful professors of Capital University to go out and fight. These folk science either invented the perpetual motion machine, or proved Goldbach’s conjecture with 20 lines of mathematical derivation, or found the real purpose of human existence. In short, they all feel that they are underappreciated, and the Nobel Prize will not be awarded to them It is simply a crime against humanity.

All minkes are paranoid, some are hard paranoid, belong to the kind of people who do not believe in him, and they will have a bayonet, and some are soft paranoid, for those who do not believe him, he will sneer, Then he let out a long cry, The whole world is turbid and I wake up alone, and drifted away, waiting for the mood to come back again.

From a serene point of view, this person in front of me should belong to the soft paranoid minke. As long as this kind of person leaves the field he is obsessed with, he will be normal in other aspects, and even belong to the category with a high IQ. It is quite interesting to chat with the soft and paranoid Minke.

Thinking of this, Tranquility smiled slightly and asked, Excuse me, which field of science project do you want to talk to me about? There are some things I don't understand.

Kaan's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: I have discovered a method that can replace all traditional energy sources such as nuclear power, thermal power, and hydropower. With this method, human beings will no longer encounter energy crises, and do not have to worry about greenhouse gas emissions. , are you interested in such a project?

Don't scold me, it was originally a transitional chapter, but I dug a hole myself, and I couldn't get out of it all at once. Someone suggested that I write a plot of pretending to be a slap in the face. After thinking about it for two days, I felt that it was too inconsistent, so I switched to another plot. Two days ago, someone asked me what to do with Calvin. I pretended to be a cross, saying that Calvin just insisted on writing, but I was punished. I was stuck for two days... Do you sympathize with me?