The President's Vampire

Ling Yuan searched all the books, but couldn't find the same type of symptoms, so one day he called the master.

"What brand and smell of perfume do you usually use?" Periodic|Testing, start from the direction of the perfume, if you don't believe it, you can't find the crux.

Chu Luo was stunned for a second: "Usually I don't use perfume." I don't like too strong smell, so what kind of perfume should I wear if it's light, it's a waste.

Need not?Is it deodorant?This is difficult for Ling Yuan.

Chu Luo thought that Ling Yuan wanted to give her perfume, so she asked, "I like what you like." Miao Bian had no principles.

Ling Yuan groaned for a long time: "Express me one of the clothes you've worn." Although it's a bit out of date, for the sake of his own health, he can't take care of so much.

If it's really body odor, there is really no solution, the only way is to avoid the other party and never meet again.

Repeatedly jumping sideways on the verge of losing control is equivalent to an act of death. Ling Yuan will not be so bored to test how strong his tolerance is.

clothing?Or worn?Ling Yuan lost sleep?

A series of questions filled her mind, and Chu Luo couldn't help asking, "What's the use?"

Ling Yuan said casually: "Cure insomnia."

Chu Luo wished that Ling Yuan could go back to the country, since she was right in front of her eyes, it would be much more useful than clothes.

"Give me your address." Chu Luo took a roundabout route, making Ling Yuan addicted to his taste.

"I'll send it to you later, it doesn't take much." Ling Yuan reciprocated, "I don't have any perfume, so I'll send you wine."

"I sent it to the company, but no one at home signed for it." Chu Luo talked about the progress of the film's post-production, "Is there an appointment for the premiere?"

"No time." Ling Yuan didn't go anywhere until he found out that only Chu Luo was special, or that there were similar special people.

"Okay." Chu Luo chatted a few words, hung up reluctantly, sent a message, and noted the company address.

Ling Yuan returned to his current residence and went to the underground wine cellar to get wine.

I took two bottles of good vintage wine and packed them in boxes, and called a special assistant to send them out by international express.

When Chu Luo returned home, she took out the remaining wine, sipped it carefully, and turned on the computer to process the email. The particularly eye-catching compressed file was placed first, and it was difficult to ignore it.

He moved the mouse hesitantly, thought twice, and clicked open.

It is a compressed file, open the decompression software, put the mouse aside, pick up the wine glass and sip, and wait for the decompression to complete.

After 10 minutes, I clicked on the decompressed file, and the content was not surprising. I guessed that it would come to the shelves and drag people into the water.

The thing was sent by the research institute. The initial plan of the memory-type prosthetic limb project. Don’t even think about the real core content. curiosity.

Although this trick was a bit clumsy, it really aroused my interest, so Chu Luo went through it roughly.

The overall project is very attractive, and it is foreseeable that there will be considerable profits after the finished product is released to the market. This is only the primary low-profile version.

It was a lie to say that her heart was not moving, Chu Luo thought about it, rubbed her fingertips against the wall of the wine glass, thought for a long time and let out a chuckle.

The email was sent back from where it came from and where it went, with the three words "I want to be beautiful" attached.

Going upstairs and back to the bedroom, I opened the closet and glanced at the clothes in the closet. I was stunned, and took out one casually and smelled it. It didn't smell like perfume.

There is no need for Ling Yuan to tell inexplicable lies, there must be a smell on his clothes, which makes the other party mistakenly think that he has used perfume.

Chu Luo laughed, it's not that there is no benefit at all, at least the relationship is getting closer a little bit.

Which one should I send?The worn clothes are either thrown away or sent to the dry cleaners. As for the smell, will it be the unique scent of laundry detergent in the dry cleaners?

Not impossible, Chu Luo closed the closet door, opened the drawer below, a row of washed and partially worn underwear.

or?Forget it, sending it is too blatant.

After searching for a long time, he finally decided that what Ling Yuan wanted was the smell, and other clothes were not suitable, so he took off the suit he was wearing, sniffed the smell, um, it didn't stink, it was his own.

After folding it, I found a sealed bag and covered it with two layers, and found a new set of home clothes to change into, and went to bed.

After half a month, each received the other party's mail.

Ling Yuan opened the box, the box contained a set of home clothes, no need to get close, the familiar smell rushed into the nostrils, a little drunk, too hot!

After retreating to a safe place, Ling Yuan sent a text message with his mobile phone, indicating that the things had been received.

Chu Luo replied to the message, mentioning that the wine was reluctant to open and drink, and then talked about the taste.

"Reagents for laundry?" Ling Yuan trusted his sense of smell, walked back and smelled, "No."

The reagents are all chemically proportioned, and the main ingredients are basically the same. When Ling Yuan also has clothes to be dry-cleaned, it is absolutely impossible to mix them up.

Recalling all kinds of samples in detail, the two times when I suddenly wanted to bite someone happened to be wearing Chuluo's clothes. The pajamas and underwear are different from the jacket. Usually the washing machine at home can do it for you. Take it to the laundromat and laugh it off. .

On the home clothes in front of him, there is the smell of the other party, and there is also a soap fragrance, which is very weak.

Resting at night, Ling Yuan took the clothes for comparison, put the trousers on his body, and folded the top and put it next to the pillow.

The night passed, nothing happened, Ling Yuan sat on the bed, buried his face in Chu Luo's shirt, waited for a while, everything was normal, strange!

What is the difference between people and clothes?One is alive and hot, providing a steady stream of body odor, and the other is dead, and the residual smell is greatly reduced after a night of dispersal?

Or there are other undiscovered factors mixed in, mistakenly thinking that the source is Chu Luo?

The more I pondered, the more confused I became. I sat until my tailbone was numb, and I got up to wash my face and brush my teeth.

Domestically, someone's office.

"Is it really good to do this?" He grabbed the hand that was about to press the mouse.

"If you don't do nothing, everyone can't afford it." He said righteous words on his lips, but he still had his own little calculations in his heart.

"Dragging people into the water behind the leader's back, there is no place for this old face in the future." Zheng Yiping would be very happy if he could have a good backer.

"If you don't force it, you will never know where the bottom line is." Besides, people are forced out, Jun Qi moved his finger, and clicked send without hesitation.

"After reading the confidential documents, I still want to turn a blind eye and retreat. There is no good thing in the world." Jun Qi insisted on forcing the kid surnamed Chu to bow his head.

"Even if the matter comes to fruition, it's nothing to us." Zheng Yiping felt that he was at a loss from the bottom of his heart, and he was reluctant to give up the benefits that he said.

"He has to pay taxes!" There are many ways to make money. Today this is unqualified, and tomorrow it will be unqualified. If you want to go smoothly, you have to show some sincerity.

No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat, at least to a certain extent, it can alleviate the debts owed. Jun Qi will not forget the business, and he will not suffer losses if he takes care of both, and he can also explain to the leader.

"Once the net of death is broken, you still have nothing to do." Zheng Yiping kept singing, pouring cold water out one after another.

Jun Qi was annoyed to death: "The email has been sent, mother-in-law and mother are not like you at all!" Who doesn't know who, thinking a lot, is also drunk!

"When people are old, they cannot withstand the ravages of strong winds and waves." It is not easy to sit in the current position until retirement, and Zheng Yiping also wants to save some spare money to spend his old age peacefully.

"Remember to call if you have any news." Jun Qi was impatient with Zheng Yiping's dismantling, and walked away.

"It's true that the older you get, the less you can listen to good words." Zheng Yiping rolled his eyes, it was Jun Qi who did it, he can only be regarded as an accomplice, and the main responsibility for this matter is not his own.

Chu Luo knew nothing and went to and from get off work normally.

Ling Yuan works every day, turning on the computer to delete redundant emails, looking through the notes of his predecessors in his free time, and occasionally changing his mind to write novels of [-] to [-] words.

On this day, the familiar sender couldn't wait to dance to show his presence, "Chu Luo?"

Chu Luo shouldn't know about this mailbox, Ling Yuan opened the email with suspicion.

The content made Ling Yuan laugh and cry, and picked up the mobile phone on the table to make a call.

"Hello?" Chu Luo was very happy when she received Ling Yuan's call.

"Just received your email." Putting his feet on the table, he leaned back in the chair and lazily made a phone call.

mail?What mail?I don't remember sending emails recently, and I don't know Ling Yuan's email address, something is wrong, wait!unless……

"What was written?" Chu Luo made a pun, answered that it was a misunderstanding, and asked questions about the content of the email.

"About the memory-type prosthetic limb project." Ling Yuan was annoyed by some people who tried again and again, "If you intend to do this project, cooperation is not impossible."

"How do you say it?" In Shangyanshang, Chu Luo had to ask clearly before considering whether to take over across borders.

"The low-level low-end version has small profits but high sales, and the high-end version is privately customized. The core program cannot be given to you, and the chip manufacturing can provide technology sharing. It is even more difficult, just like the computer operating system, which is updated very quickly. Instead of fixing a few loopholes, it is a new system at a different level. The domestic technical level is far from reaching it. The control of high-tech countries is very tight, and it is not easy to learn. , and then the hardware.”

Chu Luo didn't understand: "Why did you start such a project in the first place?" There was no effect in the short term, and the huge amount of money invested was spent like water.

As for the long-term interests, to be honest, Chuluo would not even start the project, and would rather the meat rot in his own pot, why bother to go all the way to other countries to throw money, not even a splash.

"There was a person who once regretted that the soldiers retired due to disabilities did not live a happy life. He hoped that he could walk and work like a normal person without being pitied or disgusted by strange eyes." A long-standing memory emerged. To Ling Yuan on the phone, she was in tears, and she was the only one who moved her and was worthy of admiration.

Chu Luo recalled in a daze, her withered hands trembling, and she looked at her elder with hope in her eyes, "His surname is Chu?"

"Yes." Ling Yuan didn't mind revealing more.

"He is my great-grandfather." Chu Luo was deeply moved.

The origin is not shallow, and a smile appeared in Ling Yuan's eyes.

"It depends on your wishes, I don't care." Ling Yuan is not short of this little money, "Make up your mind, I will give you an email address later, if you have any technical incomprehensions or bottlenecks, tell me the technical department here by email , They will take full responsibility to the end, and there will be no worries."

"In terms of operating funds, I can inject capital, and it doesn't matter if you take care of it yourself. In business talk, business is one piece of money, and it gets mixed up with the previous debt. This matter should be done as soon as possible. I don't have so much free time to engage in intrigue. Compete." Ling Yuan's dominance is in Ling Yuan's hands, so let's stop wishful thinking as soon as possible.

"After the prosthesis is completed, microchips need to be injected into the amputated part of the human body to match the flexibility of the mechanical limb?" The general technical skills have to be understood, don't invest a lot of money in it, and you won't hear a sound.

"No, it's not as complicated as you imagined." Ling Yuan explained the working principle.

"There are tens of thousands of nerve contacts at the interface. As long as it touches the skin tissue, the monitoring program will be activated to record the degree of muscle relaxation, blood flow rate, the direction of deviation of the bones and ligaments when they move, and the magnitude of the force. The system automatically Collect these data, perform virtual imaging exchange and convert them, coordinate the load-bearing strength of the prosthesis according to the limbs, relieve the discomfort of the contact surface at all times, stimulate the muscle tissue with precise massage, activate the synergy of the remaining tissues, and better accept external machines to achieve ease of use , like the original limbs."

It's so amazing and powerful, Chu Luo still has doubts: "Is the low-end version not up to it?"

"It can achieve the effect I said. The high-end version is to improve the material and performance of the mechanical limbs themselves, and make them into prosthetic limbs like the original limbs. The skin, bones, and even blood vessels of real people are like 3D printed regenerated bones. can work on humans.”

Chu Luo's mind was flexible, and her thoughts turned bright again: "Can the cochlear implants also share the same system to re-establish hearing?"

"Didn't you already have a cochlear implant?" Chu Luo's inference made Ling Yuan speechless, and the topic was off topic!

"Cochlear implants on the market must be implanted with chips, and the cost of imported cochlea is 20 yuan, which is not affordable for all deaf families." If the core system is used, it will not be so painful, and the cost will be reduced, which can further benefit more patients.

"Theoretically yes." Ling Yuan replied slightly vaguely.

From this, Chu Luo took a longer-term view, "Is it possible for blind people to have the same vision? They don't need very good eyesight, as long as they can see again?"

Ling Yuan: "..." It's not that I can't answer, but that I don't want to answer.

"Is it possible for people with cerebral palsy or mental retardation to return to normal through contact stimulation based on the system?" Chu Luo became more and more excited as she spoke, and her thoughts had long since drifted away.

It is heartbreaking that the research institute has not completed the project for 30 years!

One project can generate multiple similar benefit projects, but it has been abandoned for 30 years for no reason!

The wise great-grandfather agreed to this project at the beginning, probably not only for the prosthetic limbs, assuming that the finished product has no problems, the follow-up will follow the progress of in-depth research and development, but unfortunately the person is gone, and all the good wishes have been stranded.

Ling Yuan: "..." Still remained silent.