Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

After thinking rationally, Peng Yuan calmed down.Ding Jingyi rubbed the black-faced cat to see that it stopped crying, so she wrapped it with a cotton handkerchief, exposing only a small head.

A human needs a large duvet to warm his body, but a cat only needs a cotton handkerchief, which is amazing.

Peng Yuan thought about it, and became sleepy after thinking about it, and fell asleep in a daze.He dreamed that he was playing with another animal, which was now a big golden cat and now a small otter.

The black-faced cat was woken up by hehehe.

"You are so weak!" Hehehe poked the black-faced cat, "It's so small!"

After finishing speaking, hehehe licked the black-faced cat again.Peng Yuan knows that this is the way cats determine their status, some cats want to be big brothers and sail warships wherever they go!

Although Peng Yuan is a cat now, he can't argue with the cat, so he just licks it casually.

"Are you awake?" Ding Jingyi leaned over, "The sterilization operation is over, how do you feel?"

"You are poisonous!" The black-faced cat let out a small "me" and stretched out its paws to cover Ding Jingyi's eyes.

"Okay, okay..." Ding Jingyi squeezed the black-faced cat, "It's hard to relax, I'll play with you for a while."

An inaudible demonic spell floated by, and instead of a beauty on the sofa, there was an otter the size of a palm——a prison beast!The otter looked at the black-faced cat and beeped a few times.

The black-faced cats can't understand at all, but this does not prevent them from touching and sniffing each other.Cats are soft, and so are otters.

The black-faced cat looked at the otter, stepped on its back and made a jumping goat trick.When it landed, the otter stepped on the back of the black-faced cat and jumped back.

The sofa was rattling, bouncing, and instantly caught in a chain-goat jumping loop. Even the real cat, Hehehe, couldn't get in the way and could only watch helplessly.

——Will there be two existences, transcending the differences of time, age, civilization, and species, and always accompany each other forever?

From invertebrate prehistory to the age of Homo sapiens, from the age of magic to the age of technology, from atoms to organisms to dust?Peng Yuan thought, he already had the answer in his heart.

114. Chapter 114

Peng Yuan took Ding Jingyi's hand and walked slowly on the main road of J University.There is still snow on both sides of the road from a few days ago, and there is still unmelted ice on the main road.Let them slip from time to time, reminding that fate is not forgiving.

Peng Yuan picked up his empty left hand, and the sleeves and hem of the blue down jacket rubbed against each other, making a hissing sound.

He has only worn this winter coat since high school until now.Several patches have been made on the down jacket, and the patches are covered with cat head patches, giving off a simple and poor atmosphere.

Ding Jingyi also put on the leftover military coat and labor insurance shoes that his grandfather wore, and he was full of earthworms. It seemed that even if fate favored him and rewarded him with promotion channels, the best destination for him would be a courier. not far off.

Ding Jingyi squeezed Peng Yuan's palm through the glove: "All the items around the black-faced cat have been paid back. Chinese New Year is coming soon, I finish my work today, and go downtown to buy you a new winter coat."

"It's okay, I wear this very comfortably, it's a pity to throw it away."

Ding Jingyi has long been prepared: "This one, this one is sold on the second-hand goods app, and there is no loss."

After hearing this, Peng Yuan thought it was a solution, and tugged at Ding Jingyi's military coat: "What about you? You wear this all the time...it's not very good."

"I did it on purpose. I see that investors always have to wear something bad to get money. What if he is reluctant to invest in clothes that are too good?"

Peng Yuan's heart is full of "fucking" bullet screens, and Ding Jingyi's investment theory sounds a bit...but brainless to him.

However, there are advantages to not having a brain, because Ding Jingyi needs to let go of his IQ to be happy.

Ding Jingyi added: "When the investor leaves, I will buy the same one as you."

"it is good!"

The place to meet investors is the office of the Department of Archeology above the storage room.The two continued to walk forward and saw a car parked in front of them. The model was the familiar Bentley Flying Spur. Looking at the license plate, it happened to be Gee B16888.

Peng Yuan and Ding Jingyi looked at each other: "Which local tyrant rented this car and drove it here?"

Ding Jingyi smiled slightly: "This local tyrant looks like me, that's good."

Peng Yuan also nodded: "Very energetic! Open a warship for him! Enjoy the same treatment as hehehe!"

The two chattered and entered the office of the Department of Archeology, where someone was already waiting for them.

Needless to say, Li Yun is a teacher in the Department of Archeology, but there is another foreigner, and Peng Yuan only felt stimulated after seeing it.

This is a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with sharp eyes. His striped suit fits very well and looks very luxurious, but Peng Yuan can't say it is luxurious.At this time Ding Jingyi took half a step back and muttered:

"Luxury, this one is made of vicuna..."

Peng Yuan remembered that when Ding Jingyi made suits for him, he mentioned the chain of contempt for suit fabrics. Regardless of how precious they are, cashmere occupies the top of suit fabrics, because they are good, expensive, and laborious to maintain.

Ding Jingyi’s comment at the time was only one sentence: “It’s very expensive, but you have to throw it away after wearing it once.” Among cashmere, vicuna is the most precious, and only the royal family can afford it.

This foreign guest was clearly a man of considerable wealth.But the temperament of a rich man is completely different from the simple style of local tyrants of the Zuo family. Although this man is smiling, he has an undeniable evil spirit, like a politician who has gone through struggles.

Even if he hung a lively fox around his neck, Peng Yuan would still feel flustered.

——Why does such a character who should only exist in movies appear in the office of the Department of Archeology of J University with a fox attached?

"Let me introduce..." Li Yun broke the silence, and said neither humble nor overbearing, "This is Peng Yuan, a student of our department, and the KOL of Ai Luowen's literature; this is an expert in restoring golden coffins, Teacher Ding Jingyi. This is Ai Derian Davis, director of the American "Despite" Group. "

Peng Yuan recalled that there was a basic introduction in the materials Li Yun sent him earlier.

Davis is one of the directors of the US-listed group "Despite".DSP has many cross-field industries, mainly in pharmaceuticals and vaccines, but also in manufacturing.The barrage of "Umbrella same style" and "sweatshop" flashed in Peng Yuan's head.

On the other hand, the material itself is very clear and official. It has the level of reading comprehension for an English test. At first glance, it is written by a small town writer who is more powerful than Peng Yuan. Enter a large company group to work part-time and repair the blessing newspaper, and produce explosive documents at the position of the screw, in exchange for a small amount of money to pay the mortgage and living expenses.

——Through this document, Peng Yuan vaguely saw his own future.

"Hello, Mr. Peng, Mr. Ding."

Hearing the words of the president of the US-listed group, Peng Yuan's head suddenly turned ten. After all, his English level is only at the level of doing questions, and he has never been abroad.

Peng Yuan held back for a while: "Hello, Mr. Dai."

Ding Jingyi had a silly expression on his face: "I have returned my English to nature. Is there a translation?"

Davis smiled, as if he understood Ding Jingyi's question, and patted the fox on his shoulder.

The little fox moved immediately, circled around Davis' neck, and hugged its tail with its front paws.In this way, Davis' next sentence was automatically converted into Chinese.

"Young and smart sir, I am sorry for your trouble."

——This feeling is good, so I don't need to ask.

"Senior A Yuan..." The fox wagged his tail, "It's almost vacation time, I'm here to work! Learn about simultaneous interpretation!"

Peng Yuan slapped his thigh: "Wow, Shunhua, you from China World Trade Center can still do the work of the British College, it's so smooth."

The fox wagged his tail again: "Hey, look, well, in order to take on this job, I specially memorized your archaeological English dictionary and read your official account."

That means that Hu Shunhua saw all the advertisements that Peng Yuan posted for Qiafan.

Peng Yuan wrote any copy for the sake of being a gold master, targeting all kinds of users from politics, military and military to romance.

Obviously, Peng Yuan himself has a mute style of painting and has no sense of existence.Peng Yuan didn't have any fans in J Dali, and his fans were all netizens. Hearing Hu Shunhua's words at this moment, he felt that he was completely socially dead.

Deflated!

...It's just everyday.

Davis took off his gloves and shook hands with the three.When Peng Yuan shook hands, he felt stung. When he looked carefully, Davis was wearing a ring. This ring seemed familiar to Peng Yuan. It was not a long-term acquaintance, but a deep impression as if he was stimulated at a critical moment.

The president's attitude is kind and easy-going, and he doesn't care that the two of them are completely poor.

This is completely different from the domineering president written in the novel, but Peng Yuan thought it might be due to the language barrier.

Even if he didn't, the CEO's accent was not as sweet as the American accent at all. Instead, he had the toughness of a European. Maybe he was from a wealthy family. He must have looked down on rednecks in his family in the United States.

Forget it, think about it again, it’s class struggle, Peng Yuan shook his head, held Ding Jingyi’s hand, and said to Davis: “It is said in the data that Dai always wants to invest in the archaeology of the Ellowyn submarine ruins in the North Atlantic. Need We identify and restore cultural relics. It happens to be our business, which is a good thing.”

Archeology at Ai Luowen was originally Peng Yuan's dream, but after so much experience, he felt a little awkward in his heart.

"Not only that, we have a complete set of industrial plans..." Davis said, "We will send a professional executive team to conduct a live webcast throughout the process to gain higher exposure. For the Asian market, I hope there will be local