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Chapter 192 The future direction

The two snuggled up to each other. Passion burned in the room, so the warmth of ashes surrounded them.

"Sister." Lan Ze called softly.

"Hmm?" Zhang He replied with his eyes closed.

"My life is yours."

"Don't mess around..." Zhang He was in a daze and almost fell asleep. "Life after listening to me."

"Well. I understand." Lan Ze whispered, closing his eyes and burying his head deeply into the neck of Hehua'er's neck.

If life is precious, Sister He Huaer fell from the sky, which saved Lan Ze's life. This is much more kind than giving him money.

Lan Ze felt that he could remember this great kindness for the rest of his life.

If this hiking seeks death is a disaster in his life, Sister He Huaer is the one who led him through the disaster. Now he has reached the end and the disaster has passed.

Of course, if life is worthless to him and he will die resolutely, his life will end in the blink of an eye.

From the perspective of being alive, my sister was kind to him. From the moment she heard her sister's voice, he forgot about death.

Those who don’t want to die should live well, which is very reasonable.

After following his sister to the sky, his heart suddenly calmed down. It was as if, under what circumstances, no matter what strange things happened, his sister was by his side. Even if they couldn't see each other, the two would always accompany each other and rely on each other. He knew that this feeling was irrational enough.

However, his reason will only repeatedly tell him that the life of the mutation carrier is not worth living.

The result of consistent rational thinking is to die.

When Zhang He was manipulating the fat bird to roll in the sky, he was not stunned, he just felt happy. That was enough.

Zhang He didn't have much time on vacation, so the two met frankly in the hotel room. After two days of fighting, one-third of the holiday passed. So they couldn't help but start to consider the issue of separation.

Lan Ze didn't pay attention when he bought clothes and shoes for himself. After calming down, he looked at his account carefully and found that there was quite a lot of money. Those were not Zhang He's money. The secondary account that Zhang He opened for him was independent of his original account, and the money inside would not be mixed together.

After checking the arrival records, he found that during the month of his hiking, several biochemical analyzers authorized to commercial companies had passed the probation period. According to the valuation made by the State Intellectual Property Administration, the authorized usage fee for this year has been paid to him. Two of the money, which was received within one or two days, was the new users he had added casually.

Compared to the little salary he earned as a teaching assistant in school, this money is not less.

Since he is still alive and has money to spend in his account, it is naturally a happy thing.

He showed his account to Sister He Huaer. The sister has his deputy account and can also see his financial status and make accounts, but no one wants to read this.

Zhang He took a look and was happy for him. She judged that spending the money alone would be enough for half a year; saving a little may be enough for one or two years.

However, it is not possible for people to live without planning.

It is certainly comfortable for the two to live in the hotel now, but after Zhang He's holiday is over, she will have to go back to the consortium. Lan Ze used to be able to go back to school, but now he has obtained his doctorate degree.

A doctorate is the most valuable thing in him and the most valuable thing.

The first item on the inner page of the electronic degree certificate is not your own name or the school name, but the name of the tutor. The name of the tutor determines whether the degree is golden or gray.

The doctorate in mathematics was hanged under his mentor Master Feng Chuan, and it was so dazzling.

A PhD in Biology is under Professor Lao Luo's name. Professor Lao Luo is actually notorious in the industry. He is mainly known for his unusual path and has various cross-professional recruitment and is particularly bold.

When he couldn't help but look through the fresh certificate, Zhang He was by his side to read it. She also admired the doctoral degree certificate that Master Feng had consecrated, and she also graduated from mathematics.

Of course, the doctor consecrated by Master Feng and the [Atmospheric Equipment Operation License] with Tianzi Jia are not in the same field and are not comparable.

Lan Ze always feels that he is lucky to get his degree.

Moreover, a degree alone cannot be eaten as a meal.

He has no intention of academic research.

He did not find a job.

The School of Biotechnology doesn't want him.

He was unwilling to go to the School of Science. Lan Ze always felt that he was not a math material, so he was of course fine. If he forced himself to do research, he would not have enough talent and life would be worse than death.

Because he did not apply to continue to pursue other degrees, after a while, at the beginning of the spring semester, his deadline for leaving school was reached. Even if he did not go to school to formally go through the leave procedures, he would be automatically removed from the school.

This means

"You stupid child should be homeless." Zhang He sighed helplessly.

This kid can rely on his youthful firepower to sleep on the roadside, wasteland, and bridge holes. He is wrapped in a layer of reflective aluminum foil plastic paper, covering the sky and the earth, regardless of wind, rain or snow.

This is how it took for a month of hiking in Lanze.

Lanze's backpack also contained a piece of broken plastic paper. After opening a room in a small town hotel, he had no nerve to throw the garbage in the room, and put it back in his bag and carried it on his back.

When Zhang He saw the piece of broken plastic paper he took out, he looked at him laughing and crying.

In addition to plastic paper, he also took out some miscellaneous things from his bag.

For example, a stainless steel kitchen knife wrapped around your hand with rags?

"This seems to be an antique?" Zhang He looked down at the thing carefully.

"Captain Zhang's vision is nothing to say!" Lan Ze raised his thumbs up.

"Tsk tsk, where did you get it?"

"Picked up!"

Zhang He picked up the kitchen knife: "This kind of thing should be in existence now, and it will not be too valuable. Save it, it can be used as a collectible."

Whether it is collecting kitchen knives, hanging wedding photos with customized photo frames, or storing Xiaolan's classmate after graduation, they all need a long-term and stable residence.

The two of them then looked for a house on their bracelets.

Captain Zhang Da took Lan Ze to the new house in the tree-shaped villa building in a nearby city before the holiday was over, and immediately paid the deposit.

The two of them stayed near the new house and stayed in the hotel for a few days, and planned their new home with a lot of imagination. Just as the Chinese New Year was over, the entertainment venues were on holiday. Their only entertainment method was to draw pictures of the new home, and roll around in the room.

The land of Shenzhou encourages entrepreneurship and allows enterprises to borrow, but not private lending; private lending is basically impossible to borrow from banks by buying houses and spending more than a certain proportion of the annual income. Zhang He found the financial department of the HT Consortium and signed an unequal treaty; agreed that the HT Consortium will pay the remaining balance of the small unit for her in full, and then she will use her salary to slowly repay the money of the consortium with capital and interest.
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