Causal lottery system

Huang Ziqing was walking towards Ding Lang and the others with a slumped face full of confidence.

It's getting closer——

Oh oh, there are still two steps left before you can pretend to meet by chance, hahaha——

oh shit

Although the face is still so paralyzed, there are different emotions on the paralyzed face. At this moment, Huang Ziqing's eyes are filled with heavy anger. Who is this hot woman? Who is she? Wow, Wu Fangchao didn't investigate thoroughly, Huang Ziqing Squinting his eyes, he looked at the woman who just rushed out and grabbed Ding Lang's hand, she was so excited that she was almost crying—in fact, she just rushed out with a grateful face and held the hand of her son's savior, okay? It's sick, my dear, Ding Lang also has an inexplicable expression, his hands are still covered with flour, and he was suddenly held by someone or something... The two people next to him who were busy selling moon cakes to collect money even stared at him in surprise. Woman, other people who lined up to buy mooncakes also looked at her in surprise at this time.

Realizing her gaffe, Li Qian was a little embarrassed: "That...do you remember me, a month ago, right here...that zebra crossing..."

Huang Ziqing chewed and was about to lose his temper.

Hot woman!Who is it!How the hell did it beat him!

Ding Lang looked at her suspiciously. Now that he is busy with business, it is so strange that a woman he seems to have no impression of suddenly rushed out to hold his hand, okay... "...Sorry..." I really don't remember...

Li Qian was even more embarrassed: "Before you saved my son... on this zebra crossing, he was playing there, and a car passed by... Do you remember?"

Speaking of which, Ding Lang was a bit impressed, at that time he got [-] character points...

But this is just a matter of effort for him, so if the other party hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have remembered it at all...

The atmosphere is a bit strange now, a bunch of mooncake buyers are watching the moving recognition scene... Then a murderous looking man Paji appeared in everyone's sight, "Mr. Huang?" Wang Ruiqing greeted first.

Mr. Huang glanced at him, then turned his gaze to Ding Lang: "What a coincidence."

"...What a coincidence..." The three of them answered him together.

For some reason, Ding Lang found that the other party seemed... a little disappointed?

Li Qian watched the man in black glance at her and trembled for some reason, and retracted her hand that was still holding her benefactor.

Why is life so difficult, she just wants to express her gratitude to her benefactor, okay!

This time, because Wang Ruiqing and Liu Jianwei were there, Li Qian found out about Ding Lang's identity, but when she heard that her benefactor was a student of the School of Computer Science, her expression was a little...subtle?

Before leaving, she carried a bag of mooncakes and continued to express herself delicately: "Goodbye!"

Ding Lang foolishly waved goodbye.

Huang Ziqing had a murderous look on his face, showing a sense of presence.

Not long after Huang Ziqing arrived, the last mooncakes were sold out, and they closed the stall.

Although he was wearing formal clothes, Young Master Huang still enthusiastically helped to pack up his things, and then took the initiative to follow them with a cart, obviously intending to follow them to the end.

It was a bit difficult to squeeze four big men into the small rented grocery room, especially with a trolley, but Huang Ziqing still bent down and went in.

Because it was already [-] o'clock in the evening, Ding Lang packed his things and planned to ride to the farmer's market to buy the materials for the next day. Otherwise, there would be no materials for setting up a stall tomorrow. Huang Ziqing quickly said that he was free and could take him to buy vegetables .

Well, drive a Maybach to go grocery shopping.

So, they drove the Maybach to go grocery shopping.

To be honest, since setting up the stall, Ding Lang's free time has been reduced a lot. Knowing that his husband's Weibo and posts don't have much time to reply.

Is it worth it?Sitting in Huang Ziqing's car, he suddenly thought of this question.

does it worth?While making mooncakes is fun, when something becomes a repetitive task, it becomes less and less fun.He felt a little tired after only two days of work, and it turned out to be a personality problem... He was not suitable for this kind of repetitive work at all, and he had no ambitions. The reason why he thought of selling moon cakes to make money was only because of lack of money. We should have our own laboratory as soon as possible, and get the aero engine done as soon as possible.

Maybe what he really wants to do now is the computer major he is currently studying, and the other is the aero engine.

The former is an interest and a hobby, while the latter is a responsibility, but it is also mixed with guilt.

The importance of aero-engines as the flower of industry to the country is self-evident.And Tangert.When Walker invented the L-55 aero engine, he simply wanted to make an unprecedented aero engine. In his mind, challenging his IQ limit was more important than anything else. The most important thing is that Ding Lang wanted to make the L-55 aero engine for a more realistic reason than him—for the country.

Maybe it's a bit hypocritical to say so, but in fact Ding Lang thinks so.

If it wasn't for China's strength, he wouldn't want to plagiarize other people's research results, just like the electric car battery technology that he threw aside.Especially since he did a real one about Don Dalter.In Walker's dream, he experienced his genius life. It can be said that he in the dream is Tangerte.

As a high-end national defense technology, the aero-engine will never disclose its technical details when it is actually invented, and even if he plagiarized, foreigners have no evidence to prove it-this is the reason why he dared to plagiarize.

Compressing the invention process of Tangerte into a few years is what Ding Lang has to do now, even if he is full of guilt, he has to do it.

Precisely because I have experienced Tangerte in a real way.Walker's life has experienced the invention of a new type of aero engine. He was surprised and admired by this genius, and at the same time felt ashamed and ashamed of what he was about to do.

Sensing that Ding Lang's mood was subtly depressed, Huang Ziqing didn't start a conversation with him, but turned on the music, and the soothing melody instantly filled the carriage. Ding Lang exhaled foul breath and temporarily suppressed the thoughts in his mind.

The most urgent thing is to accumulate capital first and get out your own personal laboratory.

Just sacrificing all his spare time to make a fortune, this kind of life made him feel a bit at a loss.

At this time, he actually needed to chat with people, be instructed or something - obviously, Huang Ziqing was a good choice in terms of status: a friend, an elder, and a successful person at the same time.

Ding Lang thought for a while, but still couldn't hold back and said, "Mr. Huang, can I ask you a question?"

Flattered, Huang Ziqing glanced at Ding Lang in the rearview mirror, pursed his lips, and pretended to be calm: "I told you that you can call me by my name instead of Mr. Huang—if you have any questions, just ask."

Oh shit, every time I meet him, I become a chatterbox!The agreed facial paralysis attribute is set like gold!fall!

Ding Lang didn't care what he was thinking, he thought for a while and said: "If you are tired of one thing but have to do it for various reasons, what would you do at this time?"

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Huang Ziqing thought about it... Could it be this mooncake stall?

The author has something to say: what’s hot...I thought about it because the public said that I’m too short, so tomorrow I will start two chapters and one chapter, one chapter a day with 4 words. [Star Eyes] Either one chapter is 4K, or Two chapters added together, [-]K is the same anyway [You are rolling, the night sky does not shine, you throw a landmine, the rain throws a landmine, go to your sister's scum, etc., throw a landmine The night sky doesn’t shine, I threw a landmine The night sky doesn’t shine, I threw a landmine Are you throwing so many mines because you want me to vomit blood and die? I can’t keep up at all...I can only maintain a daily update of [-] words_(:з」∠) _My limit...Because I get off work at [-] o'clock every day, most of the time I don't go to bed until [-] o'clock, and if my colleagues see me still using the computer at [-] o'clock, they will go down and unplug the network cable. It's not that I don't want to write...

It’s almost twelve o’clock today. The promised second update is gone...＿(:з」∠)＿We were so busy on Saturday that we didn’t come to bed until 10:30,...we’ll see if we can make it up someday