"Ling Wu, where are you going?"
"Cultivate!"
"..."
Old Man Bai tilted his head, sowhat puzzled, but after thinking for a while, he suddenly had an idea:
"You’re not thinking about advancing your cultivation quickly, breaking into the Xuanwei Realm, and giving Zheng Fa a helping hand, are you?"
Tang Lingwu seed a bit shy, not daring to look back, but she nodded gently nonetheless.
Seeing her walk into the room, Old Man Bai stroked his chin and sighed, "No wonder young people are so bold in thought and action!"
After saying that, he also turned around and walked toward a small house on the side of the nursing ho.
This house, Tang Mudao knew, was a power exchange station used for cultivating the "Five Thunders Body".
"...you also want to cultivate silently, then amaze the entire Xuanwei Realm?"
"What can I do?" Old Man Bai lowered his head to look at the "Talismanic Manual" in his hands, his expression a mix of gratification and a hint of sadness.
"What if one day soone really invades from the Xuanwei Realm and finds out that my dignified Bai Yuanying only has this bit of cultivation..."
"..."
"Wouldn’t that be a disgrace?"
...
In the Shannan Province, an additional statue suddenly appeared in the Mining Machinery Research Institute.
"Is this... Zheng Fa?"
A young man looked at the half-human-high Zheng Fa standing at the entrance, puzzled:
"What’s it for?"
An older diterranean man said matter-of-factly:
"To worship!"
"..."
"I bought it! You can’t get it online; I drove out specifically to a sculpting master and cut in line to get it."
"Why bother with this? Is it appropriate to put it here?"
"The director will reimburse!"
"..."
"Don’t you think our research institute’s luck hasn’t been very good these past few years?" The diterranean man whispered, "I heard... so more people are planning to leave."
The young man just pursed his lips, not saying anything.
Their research institute used to be part of a state-owned mining corporation, responsible for technology developnt.
They lived quite well in the early years.
The Shannan Province is a major mining province, and the corporation was the strongest in the province. Living off the land, they were wealthy and proud, and their research institute also enjoyed infinite glory.
But he didn’t catch that good ti.
By the ti he arrived, the corporation’s performance was declining.
Now the research institute is self-financing. Although still a subsidiary of the corporation, the funds are becoming increasingly scarce.
The problem is... for a unit like theirs, without anyone supporting them, it’s like a child without a mother, it’s pitiful.
"What does the director say?"
"What can he say? Go overseas... there aren’t many opportunities dostically."
"Can it work?" the young man mumbled, now even going overseas is competitive, and they indeed can’t match those state-owned units, not to ntion, there are foreign competitors as well.
Several projects have already failed.
"That’s why people want to leave... it’s not a secure job anymore, and the pay isn’t high either."
The young man again remained silent.
"Wait, from your expression... you also want to leave? Our research institute treated you well, got you everything..."
The young man let out a bitter smile: "I’m considering... it’s just that, there’s an opportunity abroad..."
"Rich client, huh..."
"For us, if a rich client can give that much, that’s a godsend client."
The diterranean man looked at him for a long while, took out a pack of cigarettes from his chest, handed him one, and lit one for himself: "Have you decided?"
The young man lowered his head, took a puff, and coughed twice: "My girlfriend is urging to get married..."
"To get married, I need to buy a house."
"In the provincial capital."
The diterranean man kept smoking, listening.
The young man coughed twice more and said:
"In the current situation, don’t even ntion quitting to go overseas and make money."
"Even if going into the sea could make money, I’d have to think it over..."
No one spoke after that.
The two smoked a pack of cigarettes in silence, and the diterranean man said, "Inform the director, he personally recruited you, he treated you quite well."
"Hmm, aren’t you leaving?"
"Don’t want the chaos, it’s quite comfortable here at the institute."
The young man’s face showed a bit of guilt.
"You don’t have a wife, I do... didn’t you know?"
"Know what?"
"My wife’s family got demolished for developnt several years ago."
"...Where’s the director?"
The young man raised his head and looked into the office, a bit eager... this broken unit is unbearable to stay in any longer.
The research institute was in a small two-story building that was quite old, it had fallen before the research institute itself.
"Went to the corporation for a budget eting, but should be back soon..." The diterranean man clicked his tongue, "Probably banging the table with soone again, several of our institute’s tables have already been broken, next ti they should get stainless steel ones, save so money, but it would be hard on their hands."
The young man laughed, but found he couldn’t laugh.
An old car whizzed to the entrance.
"Well, guess he lost this ti."
The car hadn’t stopped yet when the director jumped out from the driver’s seat, rushing towards them, surprisingly with a smile on his face.
"Director!"
The young man called out, wanting to ask about the situation, if the director was in a good mood, it was the right ti to ntion resignation.
"Is everyone here?"
Who knew the director would just glance at him, eagerly asking.
"Here..."
"Tidy up your desks, do so cleaning!" The director called out loudly, "Clean yourselves up!"
The diterranean man was startled: "In this worn-out place of ours, there can still be leaders willing to co?"
"..." The director glared at him, then glanced at the statue of Zheng Fa beside him, suddenly not angry anymore, even smiling a bit smugly, "The statue you bought is good, it’s effective!"
"..."
The two of them were clueless, the director added:
"Not leaders, clients!"
"...That’s even rarer than leaders!"
"Big clients!" The director said gleefully, "They said money is not a problem!"
"No limit!"
"And they specifically sought out our institute!"
The diterranean man was stunned, holding a cigarette in his mouth, watching the director rush into the gate before creeping over to the young man’s ear, saying:
"Our director really is getting old..."
"Huh?"
"Even scamrs have targeted him."
The young man looked at this diterranean guy for a long ti, suddenly realizing, this guy isn’t leaving mainly because he can’t hold a job in other companies.
But he also agreed that this so-called big client was fake.
Mainly because their research institute doesn’t deserve it!
Yet the director was very excited, even personally leading the cleanup, the whole research institute had to do a big cleanup, growing more curious about who this client was.
After the cleanup, it was already afternoon. They were all sitting in the office, all ears.
The director even guarded at the entrance, looking eagerly.
Suddenly, the director’s cheerful voice ca from the door: "Welco! Welco!"
The diterranean man raised his head in surprise, asking the young man: "Did you hear any car sounds?"
"No."
"Not even a car... these days, scamrs really have low costs?"
The whole room looked out the door, just to see the director leading two young figures inside.
One of them was identical to the statue standing at the entrance.
Seeing Zheng Fa and Tang Lingwu, the young man opened his mouth wide:
This ti, they really got so divine clients...
It’s just that these gods probably don’t know much about technology.
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