"No matter what, such evildoers will be severely punished by the law sooner or later..." Tongtong looked at Ling Cang and suddenly asked: "Why do you suddenly care about Hong Xue?"
"It's nothing..." Liang Xiangyu replied on his behalf: "Just chatting just now, I said Ling Cang has the ability, and Hong Xue said that if she really has the ability, she will get her father out of prison,"
"Ling Cang, if you really fish Hong Yi out, I will despise you." Tongtong turned his head and thought for a moment, then laughed again: "Of course, you don't have the ability either,"
"Who said that," Ling Cang said expressionlessly: "Maybe one day I will suddenly have a sudden idea to rob the prison, rescue Hong Yi and ask him to marry his daughter to me."
"Humph," Tongtong originally wanted to eat, but when he heard this, he threw away his chopsticks and walked away: "Then just go marry the daughter of a gangster."
Liang Xiangyu looked at Tongtong and shook his head in confusion: "How crazy is she?"
Ling Cang and Liang Xiangyu had dinner, and seeing that it was not too late and there was nothing to do when they returned to the dormitory, they went to Sikong You for tea.
Sikong You was at home, but instead of playing with the antiques and stones, he was rummaging through a pile of cardboard boxes.
"Don't tell me..." Ling Cang stood on tiptoe and looked at it for a while, then joked: "You are really as virtuous as a mouse. Where did you get so many broken boxes?"
"You brat, what do you know?" Sikong You threw a box on the ground and said angrily, "These are all left by your father, and you don't take them seriously."
"My dad's,"
"Of course," Sikong You had been busy for a long time and felt a little tired, so he wiped his sweat and sat down: "These are your father's technical information,"
"Why did I leave it to you?"
"After I settled in Minghai, your father sent someone to deliver two boxes of information. He didn't tell me what to do with it. He just asked me to keep it temporarily. I looked at it at the time and found that it was all technical stuff, so I didn't take it seriously. In the next few years, he would send someone over from time to time to deliver a box, and I would save it all." Sikong You took a sip of water, calmed his breath, and then continued: "I would have saved it a long time ago. I have put this matter behind me. I suddenly thought of it in the past few days, so I sorted it out. By the way, you can also take a look, maybe it will be useful to you..."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier..." Ling Cang said, taking a few piles and looking at them, he felt dizzy. They were full of various physical formulas and mathematical calculations. Although Ling Cang was good at mathematics, physics and chemistry. He has very high attainments, but he doesn’t like it.
Being proficient in something does not mean that you are interested. Ling Cang is most afraid of seeing numbers and formulas.
Ling Cang took a few more pieces of information and found that they were all related to the economy. They were Ling Yang's analysis of the global economy in the next few years. Ling Cang was surprised to find that his father had accurately predicted the subprime mortgage crisis ten years ago. , and determined that the crisis would begin with Fannie and Freddie.
Seeing that Ling Cang was looking at it seriously, Sikong You snorted disdainfully: "Can you understand?"
"These things..." Ling Cang did not argue with Sikong You, but asked seriously: "Are they all left behind by my father?"
"It's unbelievable, so much information was all written by one person," Sikong You's face was filled with pride, as if he was the author of these information: "Your father not only has rich knowledge, but also extraordinary ability. Because of his energy, he can work for days and nights without rest, and his usual sleep time is very short, only five or six hours."
"Then why do I love sleeping so much?" Ling Cang said, feeling sleepy, he opened his mouth and yawned.
"You are not as promising as your father..."
"Shut up," Ling Cang interrupted Si Kongyou and accused angrily: "You still have the nerve to say that you are guarding such a treasure and don't know how to use it. Do you know that just a subprime mortgage crisis? If If you can successfully grasp it, how much money can you make from it,"
"How do you know I didn't take advantage of it?" Sikong You chuckled and said triumphantly: "You kid, you only know how to keep an eye on the 200 million left by your father, but you don't know that the real wealth is in these data."
"So you took advantage,"
"Of course, how else could I have made so much money in the past few years..." Sikong You felt that he had said too much, so he immediately stopped talking and declared vigilantly: "I won't give you a commission. It’s also for you, me,”
Ling Cang didn't ask for money, he was more interested in the information itself: "In addition to using it financially, have you used it in other aspects?"
"No," Sikong You shook his head regretfully: "I'm not a scientist, I don't understand technical things at all."
"By the way..." Ling Cang looked at the physics information again and found that it was very professional, as if it was written by a professional scientist: "How come my dad has studied physics?"
"Ha, you didn't know this, right? He has a Ph.D. in physics from MIT..." At this point, Sikong You shook his head regretfully: "What a pity, I really can't understand, otherwise it would definitely work. To create greater value, but your dad didn’t tell me, and I don’t dare to take it out and let others use it.”
"I found out. It's a waste to put these things here with you."
"It would be a waste if I gave it to you," Sikong You rolled his eyes at Ling Cang and said sarcastically: "If you can understand one tenth of it, I will give it all to you, no matter what your father's plan is."
"You old fool, all my dad's things should belong to me. If you keep these things and don't give them to me, I haven't settled the accounts with you yet..." Ling Cang found that Sikong You had compiled a batch of information. But except for the economic classification, which is very detailed, everything else is very general. Everything related to physics is piled together, whether it is theoretical physics or experimental physics, and the same is true for chemistry. The experimental data of organic chemistry are actually mixed with a lot of machinery. Design drawings.
Ling Cang became more and more interested in these materials, so he and Sikong You sorted them out. After a while, Zhao Xinru's call came in: "Brother, what are you doing?"
"I...have nothing to do, just chatting with my friends,"
"Have you got a meal yet,"
Ling Cang's stomach was obviously full, but he still said: "Nothing."
"That's just right. Come over and eat with me."
"Why haven't you had dinner yet?"
"Haha, I'm a little busy today. I just talked with a director about a play. Forget it, let's not talk about it..." Zhao Xinru sighed softly and said to Ling Cang: "You gave me a bracelet, I should You express my gratitude, so I want to treat you to dinner,"
"Where to go,"
"Come to my house," Zhao Xinru said with a smile, "I will cook it for you myself."
"you,"
"Don't you believe it? Your sister and I cook delicious food, but not everyone is qualified to taste it."
"I'm honored..." Ling Cang looked at the time, and then said: "But it's a bit late now..."
"Do you have anything else to do?"
"That's not true,"
"If that's the case, you'd better come over. If you don't want to go back, just stay at my sister's place tonight,"
"Okay," Ling Cang wrote down the address of Zhao Xinru's home, hurriedly put down what he was doing, and told Sikong You, "You can take your time and take your time. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"Did you date a woman?"
"none of your business,,"
"Hmph, seeing that you have a peach blossom face and a lewd smile on your lips, it must have something to do with women," Sikong You sighed and looked at Ling Cang shaking his head in pain: "How did Ling Yang give birth to such a romantic child like you?" ,,”
"If a man is not romantic, he will be in vain."
"I bother,"
"That thing below you doesn't work anymore. Of course you don't know the joy of romance." Ling Cang looked at the time again and hurried out the door: "I won't talk nonsense with you anymore, I'm leaving."
"You brat, you dare to scold me," Sikong You picked up a book and threw it towards Ling Cang: "When I was young, we weren't sure whose stuff was more useful."
Zhao Xinru lives in a not-so-big villa, which is not as big as Sikong's previous TOWNHOUSE, but her life is not easy after she gets angry.
After Ling Cang rang the doorbell, Zhao Xinru came to open the door in person: "I've been waiting for you for a long time,"
Zhao Xinru wore a split black silk pajamas. Although it covered her whole body tightly, the material of the pajamas was very thin, which always highlighted her graceful curves.
Zhao Xinru is not tall, but her body proportions are quite good, and she is beautiful. It is not easy for a woman in her thirties to maintain herself to her level.
"I came here non-stop," Ling Cang turned around and closed the door, and Zhao Xinru led him into the restaurant.
"I know, come on, let's drink a glass of water first." Zhao Xinru poured a glass of lemon juice, added a few ice cubes to it, and placed it in front of Ling Cang: "We can eat in a moment. I make all the dishes myself." made,"
It is a very happy thing to have a date with a beautiful woman. The beautiful woman is wearing pajamas, which shows that she is not interested in anything. For a moment, Ling Cang completely forgot about Cao Bingqi's instructions and his own purpose: "Then I will be lucky. "
"Of course," Zhao Xinru sat down. Since the dining table was relatively high and Ling Cang sat further away, he could see her lower body. The lower placket of her upper nightgown was missing two buttons and was now slightly open. The snow-white belly underneath was exposed.
"By the way, you are the only one here,"
"Yes, we usually have two servants, but because you wanted to come over, I sent them all away."
This hint was so ambiguous that Ling Cang couldn't help but feel his heart pounding and began to speculate whether there would be any story tonight: "Aren't you afraid that it will be reported to entertainment reporters?"
"I don't care about the gossip created by entertainment reporters, but servants are servants after all, and it's very inconvenient to stay here," Zhao Xinru said, getting up to get food, and after a while, a full table was placed: "Taste Try it, West Lake vinegar fish...and this, sizzling beef fillet, is my best..."
Zhao Xinru really wasn't bragging. Her cooking skills were not very good. Even though Ling Cang had already had dinner, he still started eating like a storm: "Well... not bad, it's really delicious."
“If it’s delicious, eat more.”
Ling Cang suddenly remembered that he was pretending to be a rich second generation and should act more awesome, so he put down his chopsticks and picked up his toothpicks to pick his teeth: "I didn't expect that your cooking skills are so good, that you are as good as a first-class chef. "
"You should have eaten a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas. I am honored to be praised by you," Zhao Xinru smiled slightly: "Don't you want to eat more?"
"I'm already very full," Ling Cang also smiled: "I usually don't eat so much at night,"
"Then let's go to the living room,"
The two of them arrived in the living room. Zhao Xinru sat on the sofa and crossed her legs naturally. She looked very casual at home, unlike outside. No matter whether she was sitting, standing or walking, she always made a pose intentionally or unintentionally: "Thank you again. The bracelet you gave me,”
"You've already said it, you don't have to be so polite." Ling Cang noticed that Zhao Xinru didn't have it on his hand, so he asked, "Can you take out that bracelet and show it to me?"
"You want to go back,"
"That's not true. It's just that I remembered later that I didn't look carefully at the time. There seemed to be ice cracks on it..." Ling Cang shrugged and said, "So it should be re-identified."
"I've already bought it, so what's the use of appraising it again, but if you want to take a look..." Zhao Xinru said, standing up: "Okay then,"
There was a huge oil painting in the middle of the living room, depicting Zhao Xinru wearing a black evening gown. Zhao Xinru pushed the oil painting aside, revealing a black safe behind it.
"You opened the safe in front of me," Ling Cang joked, "Didn't you expose all your secrets to me?"
"You are my brother. Is there anything I cannot let you know?" Zhao Xinru made a "please" gesture and said nonchalantly, "If you are willing, you can come and visit."
Zhao Xinru's words were just polite, but Ling Cang was not polite. He really stepped forward and watched Zhao Xinru playing with the safe seriously.
Zhao Xinru didn't care, and quickly entered a string of passwords, then pressed her palm on the identifier. With a "click" sound, the door opened automatically.
This is an electronic safe with double insurance. It is not easy to pry it open. No wonder Zhao Xinru is so generous. The safe is not big. The contents inside are clear at a glance. They are all jewelry and some cash. The bracelet is in it, but Only the black booklet that Cao Bingqi once mentioned was missing.
"Let's take a look," Zhao Xinru handed the bracelet to Ling Cang and said with a smile: "After all, it cost so much money to buy it. Don't say it's not worth the money."
Ling Cang didn't really want to see the bracelet, but wanted to know where Zhao Xinru put the important things. However, in order to complete the trick, Ling Cang still took it and carefully identified it.
Zhao Xinru had already asked someone to appraise the bracelet, and the answer she got was that regardless of how much it cost, it would be easy to sell it for hundreds of thousands. After all, it was a very valuable thing, so seeing Ling Cang take it so seriously, she was a little bit Concerned: "What's wrong? Is there really a problem?"