The food alley near the school is bustling every night. After all, eating is an eternal theme for human beings.
The grilled fish restaurant Zhang Heng picked was delicious, and the business was naturally booming. There was a long queue outside the door every night. When Han Lu parked the car, Zhang Heng went to the receptionist to get his number, but he didn't know the result even if he didn't ask. There were actually more than thirty tables of people in front.
"Do you want to switch to another one?" Zhang Heng asked Han Lu.
"No need, just stay here," Han Lu said, "I'm not in a hurry anyway."
It's a pity that people in the venture capital circle can't hear this, otherwise their eyes will probably pop out. It's hard to imagine that Han Lu, who has always said "My time is precious, let's keep it short, don't be polite", actually You can also say that I am not in a hurry anyway.
But in fact, Han Lu has always been like this. She firmly believes that the value of everything can be quantified. For her, she is always busy with work, so every morning when she opens her eyes, she will give it to her. Everything is sorted in order of importance, and time is allocated according to value.
In other words, when she is willing to sit and wait outside a small restaurant, there is only one possibility, and that is that she feels that the wait is worth it to her.
"I haven't been to school for a long time. When I come back occasionally, I feel a lot younger. I also remember a lot of things from my school days." Han Lu said, but in fact, she even forgot the name of the monitor in her class at that time. , and she doesn't care about the life and death of other old classmates at all. Except for meeting Zhang's mother when she was studying abroad, she doesn't have any other best friends with whom she can talk about everything.
At Han Lu's level, making friends will be more or less utilitarian, more about exchange of interests and win-win cooperation. Of course, some of them also have elements of friendship, but they are not so pure.
However, Han Lu will not feel sorry for herself like some little girls in romantic dramas. She knows very well that this is a fair world, where there are gains and losses. For her, what she gains is far more than what she loses, so there is nothing wrong with it. Very complaining.
Of course, she would be happier if she could get more.
Han Lu took out her cell phone and said to Zhang Heng, "Come, come closer, let's take a photo, and I can prove to your mother that I have lived up to her trust."
After hearing this, Zhang Heng had no choice but to lean towards Han Lu again.
Facts have proved that women of all ages and professions are well versed in the secret of taking selfies, and Han Lu was no exception. She quickly found a suitable angle and captured her most perfect profile in the photo.
But the next moment, she received a text message on her phone.
The text message came from an unknown number, but it started with "Mr. Han, the supplementary information for the project mentioned last time..."
Han Lu clicked on the text message, but there was nothing behind it, only a photo that looked a bit inexplicable. The light in the photo was very dark, and there was a human-shaped shadow in the darkness, and there seemed to be a pair of black wings behind it.
Zhang Heng, who was beside her, moved quickly. He reached out to block the screen of his phone as soon as he saw the photo. However, it was still half a shot too late.
"What the hell?" Han Lu frowned, "Is it a prank?"
"What time did you go to bed last night?" Zhang Heng said in a deep voice.
Han Lu was a little surprised. This was the first time she saw Zhang Heng so serious. In the past, Zhang Heng gave her the impression of being calm and mature beyond his age.
However, Han Lu still said truthfully, "I usually go to bed before 12 o'clock in the evening, but a pharmaceutical company I invested in is preparing to raise Series A financing next week, but the valuation has not been agreed upon. I worked a little overtime last night. It’s about two o’clock in the morning. If you get up, it’s still a quarter past seven. Why do you ask this?”
"Because I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep for a while." Zhang Heng said.
"Huh?" Han Lu raised her eyebrows, obviously not understanding what Zhang Heng meant.
"It's a bit complicated to explain."
"It doesn't matter, we have a lot of time now anyway."
Zhang Heng took out a lens from his pocket and handed it to Han Lu, "Put it in front of your eyes."
Han Lu's expression was a little strange. After so many years of ups and downs in the business world, she had seen all kinds of tricks and met many men who tried every means to win her favor. Therefore, her first reaction was when encountering such a thing. It was Zhang Heng who was trying to trick her.
That inexplicable photo might be related to the latter. Although Han Lu has a crush on Zhang Heng, it doesn't mean that she will be careless when getting along with him.
Han Lu has always believed that no matter how perfect a man is, one day he will show his tail, but it is undeniable that she is really enjoying this process now. Even if it is an illusion, she hopes that it can last a little longer and not end the game so quickly.
But when Han Lu placed the lens in front of her eyes as Zhang Heng said, she was completely shocked by the sight in front of her.
"Is this some kind of black technology?" Han Lu said in surprise, "It's unbelievable. In addition to a clearer field of view, it also has light compensation. If this thing is powered by energy, the benefits it will bring will be unimaginable. I I have thought of many fields where it can be used. What you need most now is a professional team to help you promote it, and I can provide you with such a team, as long as you let me be your angel investor, oh, sorry, professional I'm used to it." Han Lu laughed at herself, "When I see a good project, I want to get involved. Considering the relationship between your mother and me, it doesn't matter even if you don't plan to accept my investment, I will still provide you with help. .”
"Unfortunately, this thing is not mass-produced." Zhang Heng said.
He was also thinking about his words. Han Lu was one of those people who was very rational and had stable views. It was not easy to persuade her to break her original worldview and establish a new one. At the same time, during this period, Zhang Heng also needs to abide by the rules of not revealing the player's identity, and it is not easy to explain things clearly.
Han Lu lost most of her enthusiasm when she heard that it could not be produced in large quantities, because it meant that no matter how precious this thing was, it would not bring any profit to her, but then she obviously realized something and quietly waited for Zhang Heng's next words.
"Beneath the mundane surface of this world... there is something supernatural."
"Okay, is this the research topic of your mother, Xiao Xia Xin? When we studied abroad together, your mother majored in theology, but as far as I know, she didn't really believe in these things. She didn't believe in those myths and stories. Usually they are viewed as fairy tales." Han Lu said.
"This has nothing to do with my mother, and she doesn't know the existence of those... things." Zhang Heng said, "I know this is not easy to accept, but what I am going to say next is very important. From now on, you must ensure that you No sleep, no sleep, no naps...until I find a solution."
