Unscrupulous profiteer

() On the next morning, Zheng Jing, a senior who had no classes, appeared on campus on a rare occasion. In fact, he got up early to prepare the goods for Pierre. There is always a sense of insecurity.

Instant noodles are indeed not a rare thing, but Zheng Jing found out sadly that he, a poor student, really doesn't have the money to buy a hundred boxes of instant noodles.

All that can be done now is to sell what Pierre traded last night to make some money.

At 10 o'clock, when some people were preparing to have lunch, a silver-gray car slowly drove into the campus. The car drove all the way to the parking lot dedicated to faculty and staff. Half-lost middle-aged man.

His name is Lin Zongshu, and he is a professor of mechanical engineering in this university. Although he is a professor, he is only a professor. He is not a professor who mainly teaches. He usually works very leisurely and rarely has his classes. As long as he has nothing to do, come and learn. You can enjoy the enviable benefits of the school.

In particular, he is still in charge of reviewing the graduation thesis, and he has been earning a lot of money all the time. Some people who have spent four years in college and have not learned anything, in order to graduate smoothly, must give him red envelopes. Sometimes some TV stations take a fancy to his title of professor, and often invite him to appear on some programs, truly gaining both fame and fortune.

It's a pity that such a comfortable life may be coming to an end. Since he has been indulging in laziness and enjoyment in recent years, Lin Zongshu's academic attainments in recent years can be said to be completely non-existent. Recently, many people have been rumoring that Said that the school leaders were already dissatisfied with him and wanted him to pack up and leave.

Full of depression, Lin Zongshu walked into the office assigned to him by the school with a gloomy face. He didn't even bother to respond when some students approached him on the way.

"Damn it, those old guys above don't pay for anything, and they don't give you any money. What should I do? As long as I stay in this position for another two years, I can buy a suite for my son within the third ring road." It’s time.” After closing the office door, Lin Zongshu was still fidgeting, the cancellation of the professor’s seat was still a trivial matter, and he was afraid that his few dirty hands and feet in the school in the past few years would also be dug out, which would be troublesome.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The door of the office was knocked suddenly. At this critical moment, Lin Zongshu was startled, and said in a panic, "Who...who? Uh, come in."

With a "squeak", the office door was pushed open from the outside, and a young man walked in with a smile.

"Hi professor, I'm Zheng Jing, a fourth-year student."

Zheng Jing is just one of the many students, and he has been busy with part-time jobs for four years in college. He has almost no sense of presence in school, whether it is academic performance or interpersonal relationship. Lin Zongshu has no impression after carefully thinking about it in his mind, but Seeing that the person who came was not the school leader I was worried about, I was relieved, and quickly put on a kind smile: "Oh, I don't know why this classmate came to see me?"

Zheng Jing took out a neat stack of A4 papers and handed them to Lin Zongshu's desk: "I have something here, I would like to ask the professor to take a look."

What Zheng Jing handed over was of course the engine drawing that Pierre gave him last night, but it was modified by Zheng Jing himself, only retaining some aspects of the mechanical structure.

This is a point that Zheng Jing is very distressed. It goes without saying how much value can be created if the full set of drawings of this high-tech engine from an alien is taken out, but Zheng Jing does not know how to use those blueprints now. Take out the core part, you must know that the energy burned by this alien engine is definitely not gasoline!The materials used inside are not found on earth at all.

Once someone who understands sees this complete drawing, anyone can tell at a glance that this is alien technology, and then Zheng Jing will be invited to drink tea by the relevant department, and then he will be forced to ask the origin of the drawing every day or be a guinea pig. Come to study, there is also the possibility of being kidnapped by foreign spies, and then... After all this, what else.

One should not be too greedy. Anyway, these peripheral technologies alone are advanced enough for the technological level of the earth. As for those more advanced ones, they will not grow wings to fly, and sooner or later they will belong to him.

"Is this the transmission of the engine?" Although Lin Zongshu has been ignorant in the past few years, he was a famous professor after all. He picked up the blueprint and glanced at it, and he could immediately see the subtleties of the blueprint. His eyes widened in surprise. This is a technology that is years ahead of the earth. The strong impact made Lin Zongshu read the blueprint from beginning to end in one breath before raising his head.

"Did you design this? Alas, it really is a hero. No matter how young you are, I never thought you could design something with such a complicated structure at such a young age." Lin Zongshu looked at Zheng Jing with surprise and jealousy , and some complex colors that cannot be explained clearly. If he is still the real professor who was obsessed with research back then, he must have desperately tried to pull Zheng Jing under his door and pass on all his knowledge to him. .

Zheng Jing smiled and shook his head: "No, I didn't design this."

"It wasn't you? Who designed it? Could it be some foreign expert?"

Zheng Jing still kept smiling, raised his hand and pointed at Lin Zongshu: "Professor, you designed this."

"Me?" Lin Zongshu was stunned for a moment, unable to realize what Zheng Jing meant.

The corners of Zheng Jing's mouth raised a strange arc: "Professor, you are so noble and forgetful. You designed this blueprint, and after it was published in the academic world, it shocked the whole country, and your reputation has risen. Many first-class schools are scrambling to hire you. As a teacher, our school immediately gave you several levels of treatment, don’t you remember all of this? Huh?”

Lin Zongshu's breathing became heavy, and he finally understood what Zheng Jing meant. The bright future that Zheng Jing was talking about seemed to be within his reach.

"what do you want?"

Seeing that Lin Zongshu finally got the hang of it, Zheng Jingcai started to get serious and said, "I'm a poor student, and of course all I want is a little money. It shouldn't be a problem for you?"

Zheng Jing glanced at Lin Zongshu's big belly like a pregnant woman, and heard from the buddies in the dormitory that this fat pig drives more than 100 million Audi A8s outside the school, and only drives a Honda when he comes to school. After so many years of fishing for oil and water, digging hundreds of thousands out of his mouth should be a trivial matter.

Zheng Jing's blueprint was a huge temptation to Lin Zongshu. He almost didn't hesitate. Lin Zongshu opened his mouth and said, "300 million, no more! The premise is that you can't show this blueprint to others."

300!Zheng Jing was taken aback by this figure. He underestimated Lin Zongshu's net worth by a large margin, and secretly cursed that he had never seen the market before, so he could not kill this guy severely.

Adjusting his emotions, Zheng Jing regained his composure and continued: "There is one more thing. I have encountered a lot of troubles recently. There is still a year left in the school. I don't have time to come, but I still want to get a diploma. You look……"

Lin Zongshu patted the fat on his chest: "Don't worry, it's all on me."

Zheng Jing smiled: "Then, thank you, Professor, for your guidance today. My problems have been solved, so I'm leaving first."

"Ah?" Lin Zongshu didn't keep up with Zheng Jing's speed of transformation, he was stunned for a moment before he realized it, laughed and said, "You're welcome, it's my responsibility to solve the students' problems. If you understand, just come to me."

Amid the perfunctory laughter of the two, Zheng Jing retreated from Lin Zongshu's office. As soon as he went out, Zheng Jing withdrew his smile, took out his mobile phone and wrote an email, which included what Lin Zongshu had done in the past few years There is also a recording, set to be sent to the school's official mailbox and the police station a year later, Zheng Jing showed a really happy smile.

He is now a businessman, businessman Shigenobu?Haha, it is estimated that many business leaders in the world will laugh when they say this, so if you want to be a successful businessman, let the word integrity be played with.

Now that I have the money, there will be no troubles in the school. From now on, Zheng Jing can concentrate on being a plane merchant. Zheng Jing walked straight to the school gate, and he threw all the luggage in the dormitory into the place. In the storage space of the noodle merchant, he may never return here after leaving this time.

However, before he had gone far, a man and a woman who were arguing not far ahead blocked his way. Among them, it was hard not to notice the girl, with a melon-shaped face, willow-leaf eyebrows and red phoenix eyes, and her hair neatly tied behind her head. Although the looks are not all-powerful, perhaps it is these unobtrusive ordinariness that make the girls reveal a special charming temperament.

And the most important point is that the girl is very familiar with Zheng Jing.

"He Kai, this is a school, don't be so presumptuous!" Guo Jia struggled to break away from the man's hand holding her arm, with boredom written all over her face.

The boy wearing a famous brand wanted to continue entanglement, but at this moment his body was suddenly pressed by a boulder, and he couldn't move his feet no matter what.

Zheng Jing didn't use any skills, and directly pressed the boy's neck to the ground with brute force, looked at his distorted face, and smiled maliciously: "This young master, the boy in broad daylight You dare to pester my girlfriend at school, aren't you a little too fat?"