I Have 48 Hours a Day

The food alley near the school is lively every night, after all, eating is the eternal theme of human beings.

The grilled fish shop that Zhang Heng picked was delicious, and the business was naturally very hot. There was a long line outside the door every night. When Han Lu stopped, Zhang Heng went to Miss Yingbin to pick up the number. There were already more than 30 people at the table.

"Should you change?" Zhang Heng asked Han Lu.

"No need, just here," Han Lu said, "I'm not in a hurry anyway."

Unfortunately, people in the venture capital circle ca n’t hear this sentence, otherwise they will probably stare out. It ’s hard to imagine that Han Lu, who has been “my time is precious, let ’s make a long story short, do n’t be blind-spoken” I can also say that I wouldn't be 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, work is always endless. Therefore, as soon as I open my eyes every morning, she will give her Everything is ranked in order of importance and time is allocated according to the value.

In other words, when she was willing to sit and wait outside the door of a small restaurant, there was only one possibility, and that was that she thought it was worthwhile for her.

"I haven't been to school for a long time. Occasionally when I come back and take a lap, I feel a lot younger, and I remember a lot of things from my student days." Han Lu said, but in fact she even forgot the name of the class leader at the time. She also didn't care about the life and death of other old classmates. Apart from meeting Zhang's mother while studying abroad, she had no other girlfriends who could talk about everything.

At the level of Han Lu, making friends more or less will have some utilitarianism, more of an interest exchange and win-win cooperation. Of course, some of them also have a friendship component, but it is not so pure.

However, Han Lu does not blame herself like some young girls in romance dramas. She is very clear that this is a fair world. There are gains and losses. For her, she gains more than she loses, so there is nothing. I'm complaining.

Of course, she would be happier if she could get more.

Han Lu took out her cell phone and told Zhang Hengdao, "Come on, come closer, let's take a photo with us, and wait for me to prove to your mother that I have lived up to her trust."

Zhang Heng Wenyan had to lean back to Han Lu again.

Facts have proven that no matter what age or career, women are well versed in self-portrait, Han Lu couldn't avoid it, and quickly found a suitable angle to freeze her most perfect side face in the photo.

But the next moment, she received a text message on her mobile phone.

The text message came from an unfamiliar number, but the beginning of the display below is "Mr. Han, the supplementary information about the project last time ..."

Han Lushun opened the text message, but there was nothing in the back. There was only a photo that looked a little inexplicable. The light in the photo was very dim, there was a shadow of a humanoid in the dark, and there seemed to be a pair of black wings.

Zhang Heng next to her moved very quickly. She reached out and blocked the phone's screen as soon as she saw the picture, but it was still half a shot later.

"What the hell?" Han Lu frowned. "A prank?"

"When did you sleep last night?" Zhang Hengshen said.

Han Lu was a little surprised. It was the first time she saw Zhang Heng being so serious. Previously, Zhang Heng impressed her with calmness and maturity beyond her age.

However, Han Lu said truthfully, "I usually go to bed before 12 pm, but a pharmaceutical company I invested in plans to raise a Series A financing next week, but the valuation has not been discussed. Last night I added a few shifts. It's probably two o'clock in the morning, and it's seven o'clock when you get up. Why ask this? "

"Because you won't be able to close your eyes for a while," Zhang Hengdao said.

"Huh?" Han Lu raised her eyebrows, apparently did not understand Zhang Heng's meaning.

"It's a bit complicated to explain."

"It doesn't matter, we have a lot of time anyway."

Zhang Heng took out a lens from his pocket and handed it to Han Lu, "put it in front of my eyes."

Han Lu's expression was a little strange. Shang Hai has been floating for so many years. She has seen all kinds of routines. She has also met many men and used all the means to win her favor. Therefore, she first reacted to this kind of thing. It was Zhang Heng who did the trick to set her up.

That inexplicable photo may be related to the latter. Although Han Lu has a good opinion of Zhang Heng, it does not mean that she will not have a mind when dealing with the other party.

Han Lu has always believed that even the perfect man has a day to show his tail, but it is undeniable that she really enjoys the process now. Even if she is supposed to be able to maintain it for a while, don't end the game so soon.

However, when Han Lu put the lens in front of her eyes as Zhang Heng said, she was completely shocked by the sight in front of her.

"Is this black technology?" Han Lu was surprised. "It's incredible, in addition to a clearer vision, there is also light compensation. The benefits of this thing if the energy production is unimaginable, I I have thought of many fields that can use it. What you need most now is a professional team to help you promote, and I can provide you with such a team, as long as you let me be your angel investor, oh sorry, career I ’m used to it. ”Han Lu laughed at herself,“ I want to intervene when I see a good project. It does n’t matter if you do n’t plan to accept my investment in the relationship between your mother and me, I will still help you . "

"Sorry, this thing is not energy-producing." Zhang Hengdao ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He is also thinking about the wording, Han Lu belongs to the very rational and stable person who wants to persuade her to break the original It is not easy to re-establish a new worldview. At the same time, Zhang Heng also needs to abide by the rules that do not reveal the identity of the player. It is not easy to explain things clearly.

Han Lu lost most of her enthusiasm for not being able to produce energy, because it meant that no matter how precious this thing was, she couldn't benefit her, but then she obviously realized something and waited quietly for Zhang Heng's next.

"Below the ordinary surface of this world ... there are some supernatural things."

"Okay, is this the research topic of your mother, Xiao Xiaxin? When we were studying together, your mother was studying theology, but as far as I know, she didn't believe in these things. It's usually viewed as a fairy tale. "Han Lu said.

"This has nothing to do with my mother. She doesn't know about the existence of those things ..." Zhang Hengdao, "I know this is not easy to accept, but what I want to say next is very important. From now on you must guarantee yourself I ca n’t close my eyes, do n’t sleep, and take a nap ... until I find a solution. "