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Chapter 1147 Strange things

The incident in Abu Dhabi was still half a month away. After Zhou Qingfeng threw the obtained information on tanks and artillery shells to Xiao Jinlang, he drove a broken car from the capital back to Tianyang City in the northeast. All his belongings

The old foundation is all there, it’s impossible not to come back and take a look.

There are many villages scattered on the vast black land, and roads connect a series of cities. The people raised here love to drink, brag, and have no money in their pockets, but they can still make beer well. Zhou Qingfeng didn't even go back to the city first when he came back.

, he drove the car to the Radiation Biochemistry Laboratory on the outskirts of the city.

I haven’t been back for half a year. Zhou Qingfeng is very busy on weekdays, so he checks the team’s NTZ research progress in encrypted emails. Sometimes he is so busy that he forgets that he still has someone who has invested billions of soft coins.

World-class research institutions.

'Radiation' occupies a large area. It was originally a large open space next to a farm on the outskirts of the city. Now that I have driven all the way here, it has completely changed in just over a year. Straight and flat roads, quiet and deep shades of trees,

Even the street lights in the night look dull and warm.

The pickup truck drove along the road, but ended up at an intersection without knowing the direction. The construction in this area was too new and too fast, and the navigation map showed that there was no road.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't know which way to go for a moment. He saw an old farmer selling melons on the roadside. He pulled over and asked, "Sir, where does the research institute of Lanchen Pharmaceutical go?"

'Radiation Biochemistry' is Zhou Qingfeng's internal name, and it is known to the outside world as the research institute of Lanchen Pharmaceutical. The old farmer setting up a stall on the roadside looked at him for a few times, but then asked: "Young man, are you here to buy a house?"

You’re late, all the houses were sold out this morning, more than 2,000 units were gone.”

Buying a house? What the heck!

"No, I'm not here to buy a house. I'm just here to find the research institute." Zhou Qingfeng replied.

But the old farmer looked at it a few more times, and still said in a confused manner: "Then you are here to grab a degree, right? Oh, this is difficult. It is said that parents who build floors in front of the school can go around the city.

Both the primary and secondary schools are full, and even the kindergarten has no vacancies. But there is no point in rushing to get the registration number. Children need to take exams and tests before they can get in. This depends on luck. "

After hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng felt that he had gone to the wrong place - is this the scientific research site that I spent billions to invest in? Why does it look like a new urban area?

"Uncle, I don't want to buy a house or look for a degree, so I just want to ask which path the graduate school should take?" Zhou Qingfeng asked impatiently.

The old farmer was also a good person, so he opened his mouth and said: "Then you can buy two melons. I have no business for half a day."

depressed……!

Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to buy two melons.

The old farmer also advised him: "Young man, I think you should not squeeze towards the research institute. That's where rich people go, either driving Mercedes-Benz or BMW. When people ask me for directions, they always buy ten

Melon. You're pretty bad at driving a pickup truck, but I feel sorry for you and only let you buy two melons."

your sister!

Zhou Qingfeng was so angry that he almost exploded, and thought to himself: This is an eight-million-dollar top-grade pickup truck, the only one in the world. But the appearance is a bit miserable, with some potholes and peeling paint. I really don’t know what I’m selling!

After asking for directions, Zhou Qingfeng got on the bus again while holding back his anger. He broke open the watermelon with his hands and ate it while driving - the melon was good, quite sweet, and cheap, but the old man selling the melon was too annoying. He dared to look down on it.

I, I am the commander of the army after all.

After only a few kilometers on the road, we arrived near the 'radiation', but there were a bunch of people and cars on the road again. Zhou Qingfeng couldn't move despite honking the horn, and no one moved at all - what the hell is going on? This is my opinion.

A scientific and technological research institution? Why are there so many irrelevant people waiting?

Zhou Qingfeng had to get out of the car to find out. A middle-aged man immediately ran over next to him and said in a low voice: "Brother, do you want a number? 'Wasteland Trading' is a newly developed high-end community with high-quality housing and huge potential for appreciation. Five

Ten thousand yuan will be transferred to you, and I guarantee you will make money if you buy it."

Zhou Qingfeng, who was wearing big sunglasses, looked confused. He wanted to say: This land belongs to me, what number should I buy from you?

Seeing that the person in front of him was a scalper, Zhou Qingfeng asked doubtfully: "What number did you buy?"

It was dark, and the light from the street lamp was not too strong. The scalper did not recognize Zhou Qingfeng, but said with a surprised look: "Brother, you don't know? The Wasteland Trading Company has invested huge sums of money to develop this area.

Tens of billions were smashed down.

Have you seen this area nearby? It used to be a wasteland, but Mr. Yuan from Wasteland Trading was very courageous and invested real money in it. They should rely on the advantages of industry and scientific research to develop emerging communities and benefit the folks.

Now, not to mention Tianyang City, people in several surrounding cities know that this area will have great development, and the investment will definitely not suffer. I worked hard to get the house, and 50,000 yuan is not expensive at all to change hands.

"

Seeing the scalper's sincere face, Zhou Qingfeng said to himself: It sounds like it's true, I almost got deceived by you. He shook his head and said: "Thank you, I am the person from the wasteland trade."

"Ah..., brother, you joined a good company at a young age, you have a great future! I heard that as long as you work in the 'Wasteland Trading' for half a year, you can drive a Mercedes-Benz or a BMW as you like." The scalper gave a half-praise, but just watched Zhou Qingfeng drive.

The broken pickup truck, and I felt that I had made a mistake.

This pickup truck looks quite big, but it's too worn out.

Just by looking at the scalper's eyes, Zhou Qingfeng knew what he was thinking.

Your grandma is a bear. My pickup truck is a future trend driven by advanced technology and high-energy battery. If you sell it, it will be a priceless treasure. Even if it is more than ten years later, it will be worth 8 million or 8 million!

Zhou Qingfeng was almost pissed off. He kept driving this tattered Mercedes-Benz pickup truck, but he was afraid that someone would find out its secret and refused to repair it. The car was a good car, but the problem was that it looked terrible, and it was looked down upon by others.

The scalper saw Zhou Qingfeng's unhappy expression, but did not dare to offend him, because it was rumored that there were indeed more weirdos in the 'Wasteland Trade'. Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng was young, he immediately asked: "Brother, you don't have children, right? The degree assigned by the company

Is it transferable? It can be used in middle schools, primary schools, or kindergartens."

Zhou Qingfeng still shook his head. He didn't know what happened, so he asked again: "The school here is very good?"

This rhetorical question made the scalper sigh deeply, "I almost got a place in the fifth department of the 'Radiation Kindergarten', just a little bit less! Now everyone is fighting to send their children here."

Have you seen the parents who are laying on the floor here? Just to grab a degree. Did you know that people are squatting here a few days in advance? Someone came three days ago just to grab a degree from the seventh school in two days. Now this degree is very popular

It’s so explosive!”

Three plus two, come to the floor five days in advance to grab a degree? That’s crazy!

"Is it possible that the schools here are so good that they even have to compete for a kindergarten?" Zhou Qingfeng was completely confused - why didn't I know that the school in my hometown was so popular?

The scalper slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "The teaching level of the school here is too high. The world's top professors often come to teach. As long as they can enter the school, children from ordinary families can become talented here. The probability of becoming a child prodigy is extremely high. You say

Will parents go crazy for a degree?"

A child prodigy?!

Zhou Qingfeng suddenly had an enlightenment. He immediately thought of the 'Einstein' who was drugged by more than a hundred people in the 'radiation biochemistry' laboratory. Would those extremely smart but mentally unstable guys give me another chance?

What the hell happened?


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