Zhou Jinru looked at the guards in front and behind who were holding sharp blades. Several of them had just moved their hands, and they were full of blood. He sighed and said, "If Mr. Timos has something to say, I will just listen."
Russell looked at Zhou Jinru and shook his head slightly: "Compared to before, you are so different."
He took out a pocket watch from his coat and opened it with a snap. Inside was a photo of a family of three, a middle-aged man and a young woman, holding a baby in their arms.
“In my youth, men were proud of their top hats and pocket watches, just like the personal terminals that young people carry around today.”
Russell placed the photo in front of Zhou Jinru, with a hint of nostalgia in his tone: "This is a photo of me, my wife, and my daughter."
Zhou Jinru looked at the yellowed photo and sighed: "It turns out that Mr. Timos has a wonderful family."
"That was a long time ago. My wife passed away not long after my daughter was born. My daughter also had severe congenital heart disease. She was still young. Doctors said the disease would gradually get better after adulthood, but she needed expensive medical care. medicines to sustain life.”
The whole story that Russell slowly told solved the question in Zhou Jinru's mind, why he had to go there in person so late. It turned out that his daughter's life was involved.
"I understand Mr. Demos' behavior now. I don't know the plot. I'm sorry."
Russell's old face showed some smile: "Ha, so you are still sorry?!"
Zhou Jinru rubbed his nose in embarrassment. Every time he talked about these topics, he felt extremely embarrassed.
"My daughter is nineteen years old and she still needs me to tell her stories to sleep."
When Russell talked about his daughter, he had a happy smile on his face, just like an old father.
Zhou Jinru nodded with understanding and said: "I can completely understand Mr. Timos's mood. I usually have a lot of children to take care of. They wrote on my resume that I am good at taking care of children."
This is an unspoken story between two men.
Russell took out a bottle of red wine and two glasses from the side of the car seat: "Drink a little with me?"
"I can't drink."
"I know, you can't drink hard liquor, but these are okay."
Russell opened the armrest and put the wine glass in place. After biting open the cork, he slowly poured two glasses of wine. Zhou Jinru noticed that his hands were shaking slightly while he was pouring the wine.
"It's nice to see Mr. Aguang again. I'd like to toast to you. Cheers."
Russell held the wine glass, and his drinking behavior was not like the gentlemen in St. Martin's, more like a worker having a drink in the bar after finishing work.
Zhou Jinru smiled bitterly and drank a drink. Since Russell wasn't holding it, he had no reason to do anything else.
The alcohol flowed down his throat and into his stomach. Zhou Jinru found that his consciousness was slightly blurred. It seemed that even if it was red wine, he could not drink more.
"If Ivanov knew that you and I were drinking from this bottle of treasure, he would definitely curse."
When Zhou Jinru heard this name, his slightly relaxed nerves suddenly became tense. It was impossible for a person of Russell's level to maintain too many personal contacts with cats and dogs. The Ivanov he mentioned was referring to Brave New World. Lin Xiaoxi, the former controller.
"Mr. Lin doesn't like his Ursus name."
Zhou Jinru then added.
"Yes, you have to be right, but that was when he was alive and he's dead now."
Russell smiled and poured two more glasses of wine. This time, he just picked it up and sniffed it, but did not drink it directly.
"Mr. Aguang, you know, I have always envied Ivanov. He has clear goals. He seems to be a genius and can easily achieve high achievements in anything he does. That's why he can achieve great results in a short time." In just a few decades, he has transformed from a senior technician to a powerful figure."
Zhou Jinru pondered for a moment. He could not tell Russell the truth. The reason why Lin Xiaoxi achieved such achievements was not only because of the tide of the times, but also because he was a reborn person.
He had no choice but to say tactfully: "Mr. Lin is standing on the cusp of the wave of the times. We all know that even a pig can fly on the cusp of the wave. He has achieved great results, but others may not be able to do better."
"Hahahaha, Mr. Aguang, I am really not used to what you are saying now. I still remember that when you first arrived in Saint-Aral, the first thing you did was to send people to destroy my car repair shop. Later, you Only then will I come out to see you.”
Russell smiled and took a sip. He seemed to be twenty years younger and back to his energetic prime. Zhou Jinru was wondering if it was the effect of alcohol.
But Russell's next sentence changed the subject: "But when Ivanov and I met, he was far less crazy than you. I was still the workshop director at the time, and he was just an unemployed senior technician. To put it bluntly, he was nothing like you. He is a senior worker.”
Zhou Jinru did not agree with Russell's point of view: "Senior workers can still live well in this world, and Rhode Island is in great need of such talents."
In fact, the godfather who controls Saint Aral is no less accomplished than Lin Xiaoxi. Lin Xiaoxi has the advantage of foresight, but Russell has built his empire with real swords and guns.
"I know what you mean, but...well, my daughter has recently liked some books from Longmen, and I have also read some. The writing is very superficial and not literary at all, but some of the words are still very interesting,' There are as many holy steps as dogs, and demigods walk everywhere.' The context of Saint Aral at that time was very similar to this sentence. There were excellent workers everywhere, and senior technicians were even more available. Everyone was trying their best to stay alive. That guy Ivanov went crazy and beat up his workshop leader.”
When Zhou Jinru heard this sentence, everyone was dumbfounded. He had indeed planted the seeds of Internet literature a few months ago. Did it take root and sprout so quickly?
Isn't this too fast? !
And Lin Xiaoxi, the person who shouted about flesh and blood suffering and mechanical ascension, was he so passionate when he was just reborn?
"It sounds crazy, right? That's what I thought at the time. Later, when he was so poor that he had no choice but to come to me and beg me to borrow some money, he would definitely not forget me when he gets rich in the future."
Zhou Jinru shook his wine glass, his thoughts calmed down a little, and then he asked: "So you lent him some change?"
"why not?"
Russell chuckled, his eyes full of nostalgia, he kept recalling the past.
When people get old, they always like to recall the past. Zhou Jinru remembers his grandfather like this.
"I never thought he would make his career so big, nor did I expect that one day I would be the one begging him."
