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Hey! Don't think too much, it's just explained above, let's do things well. Meng Kuo also regretted, but when he thought of the solemn explanation above, he just thought about this idea in his mind.

As for putting it into action, he didn't have the guts yet.

The two did not go to the office building to find Cheng Yuan, but went directly to the nursing home, where they saw Professor Wang Changqi, who was in charge of receiving them.

You two, it's quite early! Wang Changqi smiled at the two of them.

Meng Kuo didn't dare to put on a show, and quickly said with a smile: I made Academician Wang wait for a long time. After all, this time is related to the promotion of the recovery fluid, can we not be nervous?

Haha. Wang Changqi smiled and said to himself: You should also understand the effect of the recovery fluid. What are you nervous about? Even if there is no such thing as Hawking, its own effect can make it sell well all over the world!

Meng Kuo and Feng Qing also agreed with Wang Changqi's words, but they agreed, and they still had inexplicable excitement and tension in their hearts.

In this regard, Wang Changqi could only shake his head helplessly, and then said to the two of them: You guys come and have a rest, there are still ten minutes before Hawking arrives, no hurry!

Okay. The two of them are not polite. Anyway, someone will greet them when they come, and they don't have to wait at the door pretending to be there. After all, there are no outsiders here, so they don't need to do this at all.

Besides, no one would say anything even if they didn't greet them at the door. After all, no matter how famous Hawking was, he was just a patient when he came here.

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Twelve minutes later, Cheng Yuan dressed up casually and went out of the office building, got into his car under the protection of two robot guards and Chen Yu, and went to the door of the company.

He didn't dress too much. Although Fang Jing always wanted him to dress more formally, Cheng Yuan refused. He couldn't stand suits and shoes on a hot day.

He didn't need to abuse himself like that in order to see someone. And in his opinion, Hawking wouldn't mind his dress.

After getting in the car, Cheng Yuan glanced at the tension of driving and asked with a smile, How do you feel?

Zhang Li immediately replied: Very good! However, he seemed to feel that he was not enough to express his current situation, and added: Very good, unprecedented!

Looking at the tense and energetic look,

Cheng Yuan smiled slyly: What about the appetite?

As soon as I mentioned the appetite, Tension's face collapsed, and he said bitterly: Boss, my physical fitness is improving now, but my appetite has also increased linearly. Now my appetite is almost eight times that of the previous one. Anyway, I still don't feel full.

When it comes to appetite, tension seems to have fallen into some kind of strange memory, slightly absent-minded.

Cheng Yuan saw Zhang Zhang's look in his eyes, but he didn't ask much. Everyone has their own privacy and secrets, and Cheng Yuan doesn't need to interfere too much.

And judging from Tension's expression, the place that changed his mood may still be in Japan, so Cheng Yuan is even more difficult to talk about this topic.

After thinking about it, Cheng Yuan said: You should eat more compressed energy biscuits recently. I will help you to get some energy liquid as a supplement for your consumption. After all, your body is strong, and your body's consumption will naturally follow. Increase.

Hearing that Cheng Yuan would solve this problem, Zhang Li recovered from his memory, and his face looked much better. After all, the problem of a sudden increase in appetite was one of the problems that bothered him the most these days.

Of course, the damage to the furniture is another issue. Xiangcheng's past

Thank you boss. Zhang Zhang gratefully glanced at Cheng Yuan behind the car.

Cheng Yuan shrugged and joked: No, after all, you want to protect me. If you have a problem, who should I ask for protection!

Cheng Yuan's words made Zhang Zhang speechless. He glanced at the two guard robots that were as stable as Mount Tai beside Cheng Yuan and said nothing.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and then he looked at Cheng Yuan before he stopped talking.

What do you want to say? Don't show a grumbling look to me. Cheng Yuan smiled impatiently when he saw Tension's appearance.

Zhang Zhang was speechless and said awkwardly: I have one thing to do, which may take a lot of time.

Is it important? Cheng Yuan asked.

Zhang Zhang was silent for a moment, pursed his lips, and said solemnly: It's very important! If I can't finish this thing, I won't feel at ease in my life!

Cheng Yuan's eyes flashed, and he took a deep look at Zhang Li: Okay, after seeing Hawking today, you can go and finish your own business.

En! Tension responded in a low voice.

Remember, come back alive, I don't want someone to tell me I need to change a driver in a few days. Cheng Yuan took a deep breath and said lightly.

I will come back alive! Tension looked firm.

The car slowly came to the sanatorium. At this time, three silver-gray Mercedes Benzes were heard outside the sanatorium. Around the three cars, a group of people gathered there.

In the crowd, in addition to Hawking himself, whom Cheng Yuan wanted to see, there were also Wang Changqi and others, as well as some reporters carrying long guns and short cannons.

In the middle of the crowd, the foreign man sitting in a wheelchair and paralyzed on the chair was Hawking himself, and beside him was also a middle-aged foreign man who seemed to be Hawking's assistant.

Seeing Cheng Yuan's car approaching, a young man in the crowd hurried over and said respectfully to Cheng Yuan, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Hawking is here, he wants to meet you.

When the young man came to Cheng Yuan, Hawking, who was in a wheelchair, also controlled his wheelchair to come to Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan's eyes immediately hit the celebrity with a smile on his face.

Hello, Mr. Cheng, it's a pleasure to meet you. The slightly blunt electronic synthesis voice sounded, and Hawking looked at Cheng Yuan with a smile on his face. He has always paid attention to this famous Hua Xia Cai.

I'm also very happy to meet you, Mr. Hawking. Cheng Yuan looked directly at Hawking with the same smile on his face. He didn't bend down, nor did he use any particularly respectful or flattering and flattering tone to talk to Hawking. dialogue.

In his attitude, there is only equality.

Cheng Yuan's appearance made Hawking's eyes light up a little. Every time he came to Huaxia, those people in the Chinese scientific community would flatter him with all kinds of respectful and praiseworthy words when they met, which made him boring.

With his current status and status, he doesn't need these touts at all. Instead of listening to these unrealistic words, it is better to come to a professional who can talk with him about the theory of the universe.

Did you know that you are an amazing person, a new inventor after Anderson! Hawking's eyes were bright and he looked at Cheng Yuan with undisguised admiration.

Hearing Hawking's evaluation, Cheng Yuan's eyes lit up with a smile on his face, You're right, I always think so! Compared with theoretical research, I prefer to use my knowledge to create inventions! graceful

Cheng Yuan put the great inventor on his face without any embarrassment at all, causing Wang Changqi and others around him to twitch slightly.

Cheng Yuan is too direct, isn't it?

This is the thought in the minds of all the Chinese people present. They have been instilled with the concept of humility. If they are praised by others, they will be modest and modest if it is true.

But Cheng Yuan doesn't care about this. He knows his situation very well. He is a great inventor. This title is very suitable for him! Because he can't settle down to do theoretical research, maybe this will allow him to achieve higher achievements, but these achievements are not his pursuit.

Maybe Einstein, Newton and other characters are great, but Cheng Yuan prefers Edison and can turn his knowledge into wealth. This is the truly successful person.

Because by doing so he not only benefits himself, but also his family and future generations.

This may be like the difference between liberal arts and science. One pursues spiritual enrichment, and the other pursues material enrichment. Both have to say high and low.

It must be that the former is higher, after all, it is a 'realm', while the latter is full of 'copper smell' in the eyes of those people, so it is naturally lower.

But in fact, the latter is not lower than the former.

After all, the development of technology is to change life and change the future.

Of course, fundamentally speaking, without the theoretical foundation of the former, there will be no material development of the latter, and it is precisely because of this that the former is more advanced than the latter.

You are very honest, Mr. Cheng. Hawking looked at Cheng Yuan with a smile in his eyes.

Cheng Yuan smiled: It's true, all my knowledge is for invention, I don't think there is anything wrong with your evaluation, of course I have to accept it!

You really are different. Hawking praised.

The conversation between the two made the people around them a little astonished. With Hawking's current status in the academic world, it is rare to praise a person like this.

Or not at all, even if there were, it was just some encouraging polite words, and Cheng Yuan was the first person to be praised by Hawking like this.

The reporters who followed up listened to the conversation between the two, their eyes lit up one by one, and they even thought about the headline of tomorrow's news!

Two geniuses meet!

He was praised by Hawking as a great inventor! - Cheng Yuan.

A tribute to the greatest physicist.

Anyway, in an instant, everything they could think of in their minds came out like they were scouring their stomachs. These reporters were all excited, even more excited than Cheng Yuan.

It seems that it was not Cheng Yuan who was praised by Hawking just now, but them.

So, Mr. Cheng, when do we start? Hawking looked at Cheng Yuan with a burning look, with a hint of anticipation and excitement in his expression.

Paralyzed in a wheelchair for decades, this disease has been tormenting him, and now there is hope for recovery, how could he not respond! After finishing the conversation, he went straight to the point.

Cheng Yuan smiled slightly: We have already prepared for you, please come with me. (~^~)