Dreamland Guide

　　 Aoki is very interested in the academic conference in Copenhagen, but he is not qualified to participate. Of course, it’s okay to take an assistant with Mei’s qualifications, but he can’t cheekily ask the professor to take him as an assistant and leave Mei Ziqing at home.

　　 Before leaving, the professor generously introduced a deal to Aoki.

"You know I hate dealing with rich people. They always think they are amazing people in the world and dream of using their money to change the world. They like to discuss artificial intelligence, the Internet of Things and the future space city with you, and tell you How much money did they invest in these areas, and they said a few hundred million is a trivial thing! It sounds really great! But when you ask them to invest some money in my biological laboratory, they always push back and forth and ask when you can make a profit. ."

"Oh, **** profit! Fuck rich people! In their bones they only like houses and gold. If humans enter the space age, they must first think of minerals on the moon and Mars, and then they can’t dig out. You build houses in the mines and you buy them, but they printed the title of "Great Entrepreneurs Who Changed Human Society" on their gold business cards."

　　 Professor's voice was loud and angry, and he banged his pipe on the table.

"This kind of people come to the door, I should have refused, but there are always some favors that make me difficult to retreat. I am going to Copenhagen, you can help me to see it, anyway, things in the field of psychology and spirituality are not difficult. You, maybe you can make a lot of money! With these rich people, you don't have to be polite at all!"

When Mei Ziqing sent Aoki out, he reminded Aoki: "I gave them your contact information, and they will find you. But when will you move the studio? The professor has mentioned it several times, I hope you can Moved to the laboratory, it's very empty anyway!"

　　 "Oh, I will think about it again."

　　Compared to the laboratory, he prefers the atmosphere of the old street in Liuying Lane, where it is a bit more lively, although it is less expensive. Although he is a lazy person, he doesn't like a lifeless or mechanical world.

　　 "Who is it? What needs to be done?" Aoki wanted to know about the business.

　　 Mei Ziqing said: "Actually, I don't know much about it, because professors don't like these people, so I dare not ask more. Anyway, it's a very rich person."

　　 "Okay, so please take care of the professor, thank you!"

　　 Mei Ziqing is a very intellectual woman. She looks sweet, has a gentle manner, and speaks very peacefully. I heard that she is Japanese. After hearing Mei Yiqiu's lecture at Waseda University, she was shocked. She followed Professor Mei to China and took a Chinese name.

　　 Aoki feels that someone who is so sloppy like Mei Yiqiu that he can't care about anything but academics really needs a beautiful woman to take care of.

　　 In fact, since Mei Ziqing came to the laboratory, both the doors and windows of the office and Professor Mei's body have been much more glamorous than before.

　　 "You should, don't worry!" Mei Ziqing bowed farewell to Aoki at the door, showing a sweet smile.

Leaving Mei Yiqiu’s laboratory, Aoki wandered aimlessly on the street, his mind full of symbols composed of the two triangles, and then the triangle became a pyramid again, and I saw the sand flowing in it; A mummy wrapped tightly in white cloth crawled out of the shaft, and then the mummy turned into a woman with an obscure face.

　　 He remembered that that day the woman said that he was in her dream, but he had never seen him in her dream. He knows that the material of dreams is memory. If that woman has never seen him, how could she dream of him?

　　 When I don't understand, Aoki just doesn't think of anything, just think of it as a dream. Anyway, if that woman has any background and has anything to do with herself, she will definitely come back to look for him.

　　 The scorching sun was hanging in the sky, but Aoki didn't realize it, and walked on the street suddenly.

　　 He took the last cigarette out of his pocket and threw the old cigarette box into the trash can on the side of the road.

　　 The last cigarette was finished quickly, and he walked into the canteen next to him: "Hey, here's a pack of Paramount."

　　 "There is no Paramount." The fat middle-aged proprietress in the commissary was watching TV with a fan, and next to him was a big breasted woman in a cool dress and thicker makeup than clothes buying a drink.

　　 When the woman paid the money, the lady boss looked up and saw Aoki, and suddenly she stood up and pointed at him, "You...you..."

　　 Aoki just remembered that he had met a mother and daughter at the entrance of this shop. The mother was robbed of her bag. The little girl was pushed onto the road by the bag thief and was almost killed by a car.

　　 "Oh, don't you? Then just bring a bag." The expression on Aoki's face did not change.

　　 The lady boss, you came out without you for a long time, so she turned around and took a packet of King Furong from the shelf and said, "Thirty-five."

　　 "Um..." Aoki didn't reach out to pick it up, "Can't you take a bag cheaper?"

　　"..."

　　 The lady boss was stunned, and said to her heart that it was you who said it casually! She looked at Aoki without any embarrassment, and felt that this man's face was not thicker than the corrugated paper containing cigarettes!

　　 The woman with **** smiled disdainfully, and muttered softly: "Hey! If you don't have money, you can pretend to be forced!"

　　 The lady boss took the Furong King back unhappily and threw a pack of good harvests: "One piece and five."

　　 "Uh... let's pack Honghe." Aoki said.

　　 The woman next to her smiled, almost squirting out a sip of orange juice, her big chest trembled, and she looked at Aoki with the look of a beggar in the white street.

　　 The lady boss threw a packet of Honghe on the counter again: "Six yuan and five."

　　 Aoki scanned the QR code posted on the wall with his mobile phone and paid six yuan first.

　　 The lady boss said: "It's six dollars and five cents, it's 50 cents. Are you rich or not?"

　　 The woman said: "The boss, you should treat it as a discount. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is not less than the five cents, just treat it as a beggar at the door!"

　　 The proprietress said: "I want a discount to go to a big supermarket, I don't have one here."

　　 Aoki took out a fifty cents steel pin from his pocket and put it on the counter without hurriedly, and said, "I just think this coin is panicked and I want to spend it."

　　 The lady boss collected the money in a dark face. The woman scolded "I'm sick!"

Aoki was not annoyed. He opened the cigarette, took out a dipping mouthpiece, took out a bright Dupont lighter, flicked it twice with his right hand, and opened the top cover with a "ding". Take a puff of smoke.

　　 DuPont's loud sound. The crisp metal crash of the lighter and the smoke echoed in the shop.

　　 The lady boss sat down and blown on the electric fan, but the big-breasted woman obviously knew the goods and stared at Aoki with surprised eyes, seeming to confirm the authenticity of the lighter.

　　 Aoki with a cigarette in his mouth crookedly, walked slowly to the woman, staring straight at the two magnificent objects on her chest and asked: "How big?"

　　 The woman was taken aback: "What did you say?"

　　 "Let me ask how old you are?" Aoki kept his eyes open.

　　 The woman's face covered in thick powder suddenly became shy: "Yeahhhh~~ How are you? How can you ask the Lun family like that!"

　　 A sports car stopped on the side of the road in the doorway, flashing double.

　　 "Forget it, I have to go." Aoki put away the lighter, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and started to walk out.

　　 There was a light in the woman's eyes, and she twitched and said, "Hey, hey~~ It's not that you don't say anything, the Lun family is just embarrassed! The Lun family is 36D!"

　　 The sports car drove away with a bang.

　　 Aoki kicked and walked to the door with the pull board, and turned around and said: "Oh, it's thirty-six, happy birth year!"