The deadly enemy pulled me into micro-business after time travel

On the way to the imperial capital, Zhuo Qing first sent a text message to Tian Yongming and Wan Ji that he had returned.

Tian Yongming called immediately.He didn't ask Zhuo Qing what he was doing, he only said that he wanted to give Zhuo Qing a chance.

"Wait until I return to Nancheng. I'm going to the imperial capital now." Zhuo Qing said, "Going back to Nancheng, I'll eat you poor."

"Now that you are a big boss, you can use the public account to take care of you. If you are poor, I will be poor." Tian Yongming joked, "You have no idea how much you have earned this year."

"I really don't know." Zhuo Qing said, "I'll check the accounts first and then I'll ask you to see if you embezzled my petty money."

He and Tian Yongming exchanged a few words casually, and hung up the phone when the plane took off.

"There is a signal adapter on the plane, you can answer the phone on the plane." Su Wei said.

"I know, I just want to laugh when I hear that kid obviously thinks about me so much, and pretends nothing happened." Zhuo Qing said, "In order not to laugh out loud, I still hang up. Let's call."

Su Wei: "... Isn't it sad or moved?"

Zhuo Qing glanced at Su Wei.

Su Wei shrugged.

Well, even if Zhuo Qing was sad or moved, he would only say that he wanted to laugh out loud.

The plane was filled with medical personnel again.

Zhuo Qing was given a medical examination all the time on the plane.

The result of the physical examination, of course, was that Zhuo Qing was in excellent health, there was no problem at all, not even the sub-health that young people often have.

"Of course, let the young people stay in the mountains for a year, and all sub-health will disappear." Zhuo Qing put on his clothes and said, "Don't worry now, right?"

"Still worried." Su Wei said.

"Then I can't help it. I'm hungry for snacks. I'll eat all the protected animals in the mountains." Zhuo Qing joked.

"Yes. I'll prepare it for you. There's even a fat house happy meal." Su Wei said, "I think you are either greedy or cheap, and you also protect animals. I don't believe you can catch bears with your bare hands."

"Maybe I can catch pandas with bare hands." Zhuo Qing said.

Su Wei rolled his eyes.Do you think pandas are not cruel?

……

Zhuo Qing, who had just finished the medical examination and ate and drank and even fed fried chicken nuggets to the cat under the disapproving eyes of the medical staff, arrived in the imperial capital, belching constantly in the car that smelled like fried chicken nuggets.

Mr. Zheng originally wanted to express his worry and longing for Zhuo Qing, but when he heard Zhuo Qing's hiccupping figure and smelled Zhuo Qing's belching, he couldn't say anything.

"Even if you haven't eaten junk food for a year, you don't need to force it. Be careful of stomach pain." Mr. Zheng couldn't help but said, "Can't you leave the mountains from time to time and go back to the city for a few days?"

"I can't, if I can, who wants to suffer." Zhuo Qing, who didn't suffer this year and lived arrogantly, said old-fashionedly.

Mr. Zheng sighed, and didn't talk about it again; "After receiving your call, the Great Elder immediately prepared the plane to return home, and it will be there in three hours. The Great Elder said that he will take you to eat delicious food first...you Can you still eat it?"

Zhuo Qing touched his chubby belly, regretfully said: "I can't."

Mr. Zheng said: "Go back to the hotel to rest first?"

Zhuo Qing said: "It's a waste of time. The Great Elder will definitely gather many scientists to study together. Where are those people? I'll go there first."

Mr. Zheng said: "Then I will inform them first, and hold the meeting in your small courtyard where you celebrate the Chinese New Year, how about it?"

"Directly occupy the courtyard of the Great Elder?" Zhuo Qing asked.

Mr. Zheng smiled and said, "This is what the Great Elder said."

"Then it's fine, I'm free." Zhuo Qing said.

Anyway, it's just an introduction to theoretical research, and it can be done with a computer, a whiteboard, and a projector.

……

When Zhuo Qing arrived, a group of white-haired or dyed-haired little sun-related big cows had gathered together, staring at Zhuo Qing like hungry wolves.

Zhuo Qing, who was very calm in the face of the murderous intent of the golden core stage monks (Wan Heimiao: Are you serious?), actually felt a little weak in his legs.

With a dry cough, he frantically poked the cat in his pocket with his fingers, asking Wan Xu to exchange with him, but Wan Xu let Zhuo Qing poke, motionless, like a dead cat.

He also has a temper.When Zhuo Qing frantically dumped the blame in the world of cultivating immortals, he had already made up his mind that when he returned to Earth, he must let Zhuo Qing also experience the feeling of being dumped.

Even if this caused Zhuo Qing to kick him off the bed, he still had to let out a sigh of relief.

Zhuo Qing felt his scalp go numb.

The bastard! ! ! ! ! ! !

"Cough, don't be like this, I'm scared." Zhuo Qing made a trembling expression.

The big cows didn't care about Zhuo Qing who was pretending to be trembling, and directly pulled Zhuo Qing out from behind Mr. Zheng and Su Wei, and dragged him away.

Before leaving, they did not forget to close the door with a "snap".

Although most people don't understand Little Sun's theory, they still need to prevent their secrets from being stolen.Close the door, must close the door!

Watching helplessly as a group of young and vigorous scientists dragged Zhuo Qing away like wolves and tigers, Mr. Zheng and Su Wei looked at each other in blank dismay.

"It's quite scary." Mr. Zheng muttered in a low voice, "You are guarding at the door."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Zheng took the key and opened the door to enter the house.

Although he couldn't understand, but also by the reactions of this group of people during the discussion, he could also guess whether Zhuo Qing's research was lying or not.

Controllable nuclear fusion, although Huaguo's research on the small sun is at the advanced level in the world, but the whole world has not yet developed a truly controllable nuclear fusion.

Even if Zhuo Qing "has achieved a lot of battles", President Zheng doesn't think that Zhuo Qing will speak big words, but maybe this "controllable" is only controllable in the laboratory?

Mr. Zheng tried his best to keep his expectations small so that he would not be disappointed later.

Mr. Zheng was holding a thermos cup, watching Zhuo Qing with blank eyes and expressionless eyes while he was speaking on the PPT, writing and drawing on the whiteboard.

Who am I, where am I, what are they discussing... But now everyone is discussing so seriously, maybe Zhuo Qing's research is okay?But they are arguing...

Let me go and fight! ! ! ! !

Mr. Zheng just wanted to persuade the fight, but the two fist-waving scientists had stopped fighting and continued to write and draw on the whiteboard.

Mr. Zheng: "..." What on earth are you guys doing? !

……

During the three hours before the elder came back, Mr. Zheng watched the group of scientists quarreling constantly with a numb face, and the number of times from quarreling to hands-on had exceeded double digits.

The only one who didn't quarrel or fight was Zhuo Qing.

From this point of view, maybe Zhuo Qing is right?If Zhuo Qing's theory is nonsense, then Zhuo Qing has probably been beaten.

Mr. Zheng felt that his reason for judging the situation was really fucking nonsense.

But seeing this group of experts in the domestic scientific community gather to fight, it's even more fucking nonsense...