Rebirth 2009: Synthetic God

Since that day when he parted with Tong Xin in the gym, Zhou Rui has never contacted her again.

He didn't reply to messages and didn't answer calls, as if he was expressing his attitude with practical actions.

He didn't block her, but he was rejecting her.

In the next two days, Zhou Rui would think of Tong Xin when he was absent-minded after work.

He was also a little complicated.

If there was no [Sea King] entry and no fortune-telling, he probably wouldn't have repeatedly teased her.

For example, he would use escape to forget, or use forgetting to escape.

Unfortunately, some things will have weight if they are known.

Maybe they have been pressing step by step recently, and both sides should settle down.

On September 15, ten days had passed since the Hangzhou summit, and there were only two weeks before the National Day holiday.

This year, it will not be a big event, but Zhou Rui still received an invitation, hoping that he would go to Beijing to participate in the celebration activities.

After thinking it over again and again, he decided not to go, because he had too many things to do before the National Day.

After the summit, Ong Chang Zhixiong had a private talk with Zhou Rui for several hours and had confirmed many things, especially the second trip to Ryukyu, the acceptance of the Kasate rocket base and the "joint exercise".

In order to get a good start, the "joint exercise" was specially scheduled two days before the National Day. Zhou Rui would leave for Ryukyu around the 23rd. If he ran back and forth on the National Day, it would be very troublesome.

In addition, old man Mi also came to Shanghai, and Zhou Rui had to arrange the "life extension treatment" for him, all of which had to be done before leaving for Ryukyu.

So Zhou Rui took the time to make a special phone call and explained it to the "Beijing North Tobacco Factory".

Shanghai, Hongqiao Railway Station.

An old man in a Zhongshan suit, with a white beard and no hair, standing straight but old, walked out steadily.

Behind him were Xiao Liu, who was fifty years old. Well, almost sixty years old, with large and small bags, and a young staff member pushing a wheelchair.

"Uncle! Uncle, just sit down! I've brought it!"

Old Mi waved one hand: "I told you not to, I'm not that old yet!"

The staff was sweating profusely, thinking how could you say that! You're three years away from 100!

He also received a reminder from the railway system that there was an extremely elderly passenger, and he was shocked when he saw the system! What does 97 years old mean!

If his great-grandmother who passed away more than ten years ago was still alive, she would be at this level! And she was also a "benefit object", probably a meritorious veteran.

So he brought the wheelchair and waited on the platform early.

As a result, Mi San, who was riding normally, couldn't do it. How could the old man bear this? He was still agile when riding the train, but he got off the train and got on the wheelchair in public?

As a result, one walked in front and the other chased out of the station.

Behind the two, the sixty-year-old Xiao Liu was sweating profusely with a big box in each hand.

He thought, I'm not young anymore, so why don't you let me sit?

If it doesn't work, the box can be put on the wheelchair!

Mi San looked around for a moment and walked straight towards a person in the corner. Zhou Rui, who was in disguise, was stunned. He didn't expect that old man Mi recognized him at a glance.

Zhou Rui hugged old man Mi:

"Your eyesight is good now!"

"I didn't see clearly, but thinking of such a tall person with such a good physique, it is most likely you."

"Okay. Did you have a smooth journey?"

"What's not smooth. High-speed rail is very powerful."

Zhou Rui supported Mi San. Mi San hesitated slightly and did not break free. The two walked out.

Speaking of which, old man Mi came to Shanghai this time because Zhou Rui invited him repeatedly.

As early as after giving "life extension treatment" to Yuan Lao and Sun Lao, Zhou Rui invited Mi San, but at that time Mi San did not understand what "life extension treatment" was, and only regarded it as a general physical examination.

Later, after the quota handling plan for "life extension treatment" was announced to the public, Zhou Rui invited Mi San again.

Although Mi San's physique is different from that of ordinary people, and he has practiced "Six Qigong" for decades, and Zhou Rui later taught him "Ruyi Jin", which also came from wild Taoist priests, his body is indeed strong.

But even if it is a piece of iron, it will rust after more than 90 years. Zhou Rui thinks it is still necessary to make some arrangements for the old man.

Just like the elders and Sun Lao, if they wait until serious symptoms appear, then the extension of life will not save the emergency life.

However, at that time, the old man Mi said that since there were "social quotas" announced to the public, 200 people a year, he would wait for the notification of the state honestly.

If the state asked him to go, he would go, and it didn't matter if it was not his turn, but I, Mi San, was unwilling to do things through the back door.

Although Mi San was full of merits, he had never missed the anti-Japanese war and the anti-US war. With such weight, Zhou Rui estimated that he must be among the 200 social quotas in the first year.

After all, there were too few people who were more qualified than Mi San.

But Zhou Rui still persuaded him: "If you go through the back door, won't you save a quota? Then there will be one more veteran or model worker who can receive 'life extension treatment', which is good for everyone."

Mi San was persuaded, picked up his bag and came to Shanghai.

Zhou Rui took Mi San and Xiao Liu to the underground parking lot, and then he would send Mi San to Zhongshan Hospital for a comprehensive examination.

Seeing the Hongqi N501, Mi San's eyes lit up. He couldn't tell the difference between the specific models, but as a veteran who had participated in many National Day celebrations, he would not mistake the model.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up: "Now you are riding in this car?"

Zhou Rui grinned, making the old man happy, and deliberately showed off: "Hehe, it's not bad, right? The organization has arranged it, so you will be very impressive wherever you go."

Mi San opened the car door coolly: "It's not bad, it's less interesting than I used to be."

Zhou Rui asked curiously: "What car did you take back then?"

"Me? I rode in a tank and went to Seoul with great awe. I rode in a command vehicle and made a great show in front of the Chaotian Gate in northern Beijing."

"Then you'd better be better."

The two of them got into the car and headed towards Zhongshan Hospital.

On the way, Zhou Rui and Mi San chatted about the gossip and chores of the past two years.

For example, Xiao Liu is retiring this year. After all, he is almost sixty.

Counting from his youth, this was Old Man Mi's eighth-generation orderly, but after all, he still did not send the old man away.

It depends on Xiao Liu whether he will be sent away by Mi San instead. Anyway, after the life extension treatment, the old man's lifespan has become unknown again.

Zhou Rui suddenly thought that if his technology continued to make breakthroughs, people of the generation including Mr. Mi, Mr. Yuan, and Mr. Sun might live much longer than everyone imagined.

Mi San suddenly said: "By the way, you are already in your late thirties this year, so why aren't you getting married?"

A drop of cold sweat flowed from Zhou Rui's forehead: "Not that old, 27, so old."

"It's pretty much the same."

In his opinion, if there is an error of about ten years, it is almost the same.

"You are just too capable and too caring. The girl who came to the village with you at first was very nice, but I didn't see her again after that."

In the passenger seat, Linto pricked up his ears.

As Zhou Rui's deeds after becoming famous, he naturally knew who Grandpa Mi was talking about, and he even alerted his local colleagues at the time.

Speaking of which, according to the information he has learned, there is a good opportunity today to create a chance encounter for Zhou Rui.

But Mr. Zhou said two days ago that we should stop for a while.

I can only look for opportunities later.

Zhou Rui quickly changed the topic: "The last time you came to Shanghai was two years ago, right? I'll go through the hospitalization procedures for you later, but we can still eat out tonight and take you for a walk in the evening."

Mi San didn't ask any further questions. Regarding the young people's affairs, it was enough to just say a few words and show concern.

If you dwell on it too much, you will become a little dependent on your old age.

"Okay, I'll just listen to your arrangements and find some authentic shops."

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At the same time, on the other side of Shanghai.

In a restaurant, the partitions of the private rooms were removed, and two large round tables were filled with more than thirty people, most of whom were girls.

Today is a big dinner party for "Meixun Network Technology Co., Ltd."

The arrangement at this time is due to work considerations. The National Day is approaching and the e-commerce business is busy. After the National Day, it is another month to prepare for the Double Eleven. One round after another, this morale-boosting dinner is... It was scheduled for mid to late September.

As the boss, Tong Xin sat at the front seat and looked at the dozens of people below, feeling a little stunned for a moment.

Unconsciously, the company already has so many people?

Although it is nothing to many people, to her, an ordinary girl from Qinghe County, she has been working hard alone for the past few years, and she is filled with emotions for a while.

For some reason, this scene overlaps a bit, and is very similar in layout to the dinner party with classmates after the college entrance examination.

This made her think of someone again.

My mood is a little more complicated

After that day, although he didn't reply to any of Zhou Rui's messages, he held his cell phone alone and read the content countless times. Many people in the company also felt that the boss was in a bad mood recently.

In a company with many girls, dinner parties are particularly noisy. The working atmosphere at "Meixun" has always been good, with everyone gathering together to chat.

Tong Xin's little assistant took over the boss's place and kept making arrangements, and finally arranged for everyone to be seated.

He said loudly: "There is red wine on the table. It's up to you to drink it or not."

After saying that, he picked up the wine bottle and opened it with a lot of effort.

Just as he was about to put it back, a goblet came into view.

Turning around, his boss said calmly: "Pour me some."

The assistant was a little surprised. His boss basically didn't drink alcohol, even when he went out to meet clients.

But I didn’t think much about it, maybe the boss was in a good mood.

Tong Xin held the goblet and took a sip.

Bitterness explodes on the taste buds, then turns into sourness

The assistant said to Tong Xin: "Boss, can you say a few words?"

Tong Xin came back to her senses and picked up the wine glass: "Everyone has a good time to relax today. There will be singing after the dinner. Of course, if you have something to do at home, you don't have to attend the second one."

After some encouragement, Tong Xin stood up: "Those who have alcohol have a drink, and those who have not have a drink, let's have a drink together to prepare for Singles' Day and Double Eleven!"

Amidst the lively cheers, Tong Xin drank the goblet in one gulp.

Others looked a little stunned. There were many young girls in the company and the wine culture was very weak. Even if they raised a glass, they would only take a small sip.

In the end, the boss just fucked them and just took a sip. Isn’t it inappropriate?

Some people regretted that they should have chosen juice earlier.

Three hours later.

The door of the restaurant.

Yingying Yanyan There are many little girls. Everyone is a little drunk.

"Let me tell you! Mr. Tong and I were the first ones to follow! At that time, there were only four people in the company! I am a veteran figure and know what to do!"

"Hey! I'm Pin Guan, Luo Luo Luo~"

"You! Looking for a fight!"

"Stop chatting at the door. The singers get in the car quickly! The two drunk ones take the two who are not drunk! And those who are going home, please call the car quickly. I will watch you get in the car one by one."

"Oh~whose husband is here to pick you up? Come and claim this handsome guy!"

"Hey? Where is Mr. Tong?"

"Mr. Tong? It seems that the car just left has left."

"Then get in the car and hurry up!"

Just the end of the show took almost twenty minutes, and scenes not uncommon in Shanghai were staged on the streets of the busy city.

The few who had not drank were dizzy, and finally returned to the box. After confirming that no one was left behind, they got up and set off.

It was quiet for a while until everyone left.

A few dozen meters away, inside the bus stop with his back to the restaurant, a figure sat on a stainless steel bench, lowering his head and covering his face.

A bus stopped at the platform. The driver took one look and knew that he was drunk. He shouted: "Are you on Route 11? It's the last bus."

The figure with her head buried shook her head. The driver hesitated slightly when he saw that it was a young girl.

But without much hesitation, he closed the car door with a bang and drove away.

There are fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, and the downtown area is getting quieter.

After an unknown amount of time, another bus No. 22 stopped at the platform.

A figure walked down.

"Tong Xin?"