The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

Lin Ming felt more relaxed than ever before with Zhou Wennian.

He drank a little too much at noon, and he actually went to the old man's bed and slept for the whole afternoon.

It was not until the sky gradually darkened that Lin Ming woke up slowly.

Chen Jia was still chatting with Zhou Wennian in the yard.

I don't know what they were talking about, Zhou Wennian laughed from time to time, and seemed very happy.

Lin Ming walked out to take a look.

Zhou Chong, this guy, didn't know when he came.

Like a young master, he turned his back to Lin Ming and leaned on the back of the chair to play with his mobile phone.

"You finally woke up."

Seeing Lin Ming come out, Chen Jia smiled bitterly and shook her head.

Lin Ming made a hush gesture to her.

Then he slowly walked behind Zhou Chong and kicked the chair.

"Fuck!"

Zhou Chong was fascinated by watching videos, and was startled by Lin Ming, and reflexively sprayed out a Chinese quintessence.

"What the hell?" Lin Ming glared.

"Brother Lin, you're awake!"

Zhou Chong laughed and said, "I was so anxious. You were sleeping like a pig. I went in to check on you several times. I really wanted to wake you up."

Lin Ming was a little embarrassed: "I drank a lot today. I don't know how I fell asleep."

"If you want to sleep, just sleep. Anyway, this is my home. I have Jia Jia to chat with me."

Zhou Wennian said, and glanced at Zhou Chong again.

"I don't know what's wrong with this kid. He actually came to me."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? I came to see you!" Zhou Chong muttered.

Zhou Wennian snorted coldly: "You came to see me empty-handed? You lie on the stool and play with your phone? Lin Ming helped you make so much money. You can at least bring me a goose leg, but you didn't even let me see a goose feather."

"Grandpa, wine and meat are all external things. What's important is my love for you!" Zhou Chong laughed.

"I'll kick you to death!" Zhou Wennian was so angry that he laughed.

After all, Zhou Chong is his grandson.

Even if he comes once every ten years, even if he doesn't bring anything, it can't hinder the blood-thicker-than-water relationship between grandfather and grandson.

"Brother Lin, you and sister-in-law didn't tell me that you were coming. I should have arranged for you earlier." Zhou Chong said dissatisfiedly.

Lin Ming snorted and laughed: "Do I need you to arrange it?"

"Then you have to let me see you, right?"

Zhou Chong said: "This has been several times. I asked you to come out and get together, but you were never free. This time it's even worse. You disappeared without a trace. Are you going to break off relations with us?"

"I can't help it. I'm really busy during this period. I'll call you out when I have time." Lin Ming said.

"Tsk!"

Zhou Chong curled his lips: "I don't know you yet. You are just a hands-off boss every day. Your sister-in-law takes care of the affairs of the group. What are you busy with!"

"Are you looking for a beating?" Lin Ming's eyes twitched.

"I don't care. Tonight, Hongning's private room is ready. I will drag you there!"

Zhou Chong shouted: "Bring my sister-in-law and the others. Let's not talk about work. Let's just eat and drink and chat about family matters."

Zhou Wennian looked at Lin Ming with a smile.

Maybe he was thinking how his useless grandson was trained to be so obedient by Lin Ming.

Before meeting Lin Ming.

Although Zhou Chong was not a dandy, he could be said to be arrogant and looked down on others.

But after meeting Lin Ming.

Zhou Chong became much more low-key. He looked much more restrained and stable.

Zhou Wennian even felt.

In Zhou Chong's heart, his status might not be comparable to Lin Ming.

"Okay, it happens that there is nothing to do tonight. I will give him some space and let you brothers have a good gathering." Chen Jia said with a smile.

Zhou Chong stood up suddenly.

"Thank you, sister-in-law!"

...

The dinner party was spent in laughter.

It was just as Zhou Chong said.

No one talked about work, but just joked with each other and ate and drank to their heart's content.

After drinking for a whole day, even Lin Ming, who was a heavy drinker, was a little overwhelmed.

So much so that he didn't come to the company until about 10 o'clock the next morning.

Zhang Kuang had been waiting for him in the office.

Lin Ming also roughly knew why this guy was looking for him.

"Special inhibitor, are you going to go on the market?" Lin Ming asked straight to the point.

"Yes!"

Zhang Kuang has never been the kind of person who talks nonsense.

He nodded directly and said: "The clinical trials have been completed. You have also seen Aunt Pan's situation. And Jiang Chengyu's uncle seems to have recovered quickly."

"Combining all these, the special inhibitor has achieved a phased success. Just considering the various types of lupus erythematosus known so far, it should be a sure thing."

Lin Ming's eyes flickered, and he also had a feeling in his heart.Some excitement.

Zhang Kuang can say '90% sure', which means that the special-effect inhibitor is indeed qualified for listing.

Lin Ming really trusts Zhang Kuang.

"Then, I will prepare various listing audits and publicity matters." Lin Ming said.

"Mr. Lin, for publicity, you can start with Uncle Chen. Aunt Pan has personally experienced the efficacy of the special-effect inhibitor. Uncle Chen will definitely not reject you. This is also a huge achievement for him." Zhang Kuang said.

Lin Ming looked at him with a smile: "You call me 'Uncle Chen' and 'Aunt Pan' all the time. It's quite smooth, right?"

Zhang Kuang blushed: "What's my name? Just call me by my name?"

"Hahaha..."

Lin Ming couldn't help laughing: "To be honest, after you came back, did you chat with Jiaojiao again?"

"Why are you asking this?" Zhang Kuang looked cautious.

"Fuck, I just asked casually, it's not your concern!"

Lin Ming rolled his eyes: "Look at how scared you are, as if I can snatch Jiaojiao away."

"Then I'm not afraid, Jiaojiao doesn't like you like this."

Lin Ming: "..."

This guy is getting ahead of himself.

"Okay, I'll just ask more questions when I'm bored."

Lin Ming waved his hand: "What's the cost? What's the price? When will it be on the market? How much inventory can be saved?"

"See for yourself."

Zhang Kuang seemed to have known that Lin Ming was going to ask this, and threw a pile of information on the table.

"If it's on the market, as long as the publicity is strong enough, it can be released at any time."

Zhang Kuang said again: "As for inventory, it depends on the productivity of those factories. I suggest that the special foot cream and special hemorrhoid cream be slightly slowed down to make some space for the special inhibitor."

"No need for this, I have asked Sicai to contact some factories again." Lin Ming said.

Whenever the word "Sicai" is mentioned.

The faces of Zhou Chong and others would involuntarily appear in his mind.

No matter how he thought, he felt that these guys had nothing to do with the word "talent".

But Zhang Kuang obviously didn't feel that way.

He nodded and said: "Then there is no problem. The special inhibitor is not like the previous three drugs. The audience is so wide. In addition, it is currently only sold in major hospitals in China, so there shouldn't be a problem of having a price but no market."