Metropolis: I Can Modify The Production Date Of Everything!

In the early morning, Lin Xuan got up in the 99-square-meter bedroom.

He ran into the toilet in a flash.

"Fuck! This is a huge mistake!"

I had an urgent need to urinate early in the morning and had to run a long way to use the toilet.

Lin Xuan feels like sleeping in the center of the basketball gym.

But there is nothing we can do about it.

In the future, when Da Zhuang grows up, he will run around everywhere.

If the bedroom is small, it can be demolished in one day.

Just after clearing out the night's mess and washing up, Lin Xuan heard the phone ringing.

I walked to the bedside, picked up the phone, and made myself a cup of 120-year-old agarwood Tieguanyin.

Lin Xuan walked to the window and stepped onto the window sill made into a corridor, and Lin Xuan looked at his garden.

Last night, it was too dark to see clearly.

Now it looks like these plants are exactly the same as when I originally designed them.

This house seems not to be in a sea city, but in some paradise where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.

No outside buildings can be seen from any angle.

Just walk a few meters and the scenery in front of you changes.

It may take many years to truly appreciate the beauty of this yard with your eyes.

Because the landscape is different in different seasons.

The person on the phone kept talking for a long time.

Lin Xuan then spoke: "Lao Lu, give them my home address."

Lu Dayuan: "Lin Xuan, are you sure you listened to what I just said?"

"Listen."

Lu Dayuan: "So calm? The experts at the Haicheng Institute of Botany were in a quarrel yesterday."

"Are you sure you can make money from this?"

The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth turned up: "Lao Lu, do you think I'm easy to bully? You can take away a cornucopia of wealth that can create hundreds of millions of dollars every year from me for the so-called sake of science?"

Lu Dayuan just talked for a long time, and his meaning was probably very simple.

Some experts from the Haicheng Botanical Research Institute believe that moller grass is not an artificially cultivated plant.

Rather, they are plants that have existed throughout history.

As soon as it appeared, it became a national protected plant and a first-level protected plant.

Therefore, it does not belong to Lin Xuan personally, but to the country.

To put it bluntly, some people want to use the name of the law to do nothing.

When Lin Xuan was stunned.

At half past nine, the smart doorbell rang: "Master, someone is ringing the doorbell."

Lin Xuan went downstairs and walked slowly to the door.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I have a big family, so I kept you waiting for a long time."

Dozens of cars were parked in front of Lin Xuan's door.

A large group of people in suits and ties stood in front of the door.

Most of them have gray hair or are simply bald.

Most of them wear glasses.

Lin Xuan: "Who is Dean Liu?"

Liu Senge stepped forward: "Hello, Mr. Lin, I am Liu Senge."

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes stepped forward:

"I heard that you found mole grass in the wild that has disappeared for hundreds of years?"

"On behalf of the country, I thank you."

"Please hand it over to us."

Lin Xuan tilted his head: "Who do you think you are? You speak and speak on behalf of the country?"

The middle-aged man who spoke was stunned on the spot.

From behind, many people walked forward: "What do you mean?"

Lin Xuan smiled: "Dean Liu, I'm here to discuss business with you."

"Those of you who are willing to discuss business can come in."

"Other evil guests are not allowed to enter my home."

The middle-aged man smiled sinisterly: "Haha, so what if I go in?"

Lin Xuan turned back and pointed to the garden behind: "I don't have any special characteristics, I just have a lot of money."

"Whoever dares to enter my home without my permission will be imprisoned."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, any grass in my garden is worth millions."

"The value of any flower or tree is more than you can afford."

"So, be honest."

The crowd behind them exploded.

"What are you bragging about!"

"I've been in the Botanical Garden for twenty years, and I've never heard anyone touch things like this."

"Each piece of grass is worth millions. Those who don't know would think that your place is the core planting area of ​​our research institute."

Liu Senge, who was standing at the front, turned back: "Shut up!"

"I remember that I only notified four people to come with me today."

"The rest of you, please stand still outside."

The people in the front row no longer have any interest in the arguments among their own people.

One of them screamed:

"How can it be!!!"

Another person gasped: "If I read it correctly, it is a pineapple tree that is at least two hundred years old!"

Behind the scenes, a group of experts were stunned.

"Xiao Wang, don't be so surprised, even pineapples, flowers and trees can be mistaken."

"Pinewood trees that are more than ten years old have long been chopped down and made into valuable furniture when the law was not perfect. There are no pineapple trees in the world that are more than ten years old."

The people in the front row were too lazy to listen to their noise and looked inside through the small crack in the courtyard door.

"Oh my God, such a big golden nanmu!"

"Is this... a hundred-year-old red sandalwood?"

"What's so strange about the century-old red sandalwood?" He said this, and his body tilted to this angle to look at it: "I...I...fuck! A century-old red sandalwood forest!"

People in the back row are pushing forward.

A group of people were stunned.

I wonder if the colleague in the front row is crazy.

I actually saw so many plants in this yard that don’t even exist in this world.

Lin Xuan's face turned cold: "Dean Liu, if you don't want to discuss business, please come back. You are not the only botanical research institute in the country."

Liu Senge's expression changed, he turned around and shouted angrily: "Go back!!!!"

"I, the dean, am very polite, right?!"

"I've given you face before by skipping work during working hours?!"

"Xiao Zhao, don't talk business with me today. Drive back to the office immediately."

"Count all the people who skipped work."

“Notify all demerits!!!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone behind was stunned.

The man named Xiao Zhao trotted back to the car.

A group of arrogant and profit-seeking guys quickly returned to their car, started the car and ran away.

For them, a demerit penalty means the end of all prospects, a sharp drop in wages, and the bankruptcy of scientific research credit.

And Liu Senge looked at Lin Xuan operating his mobile phone: "Mr. Lin, are you here?"

Lin Xuan: "Oh, the surveillance camera automatically took some photos of illegal parking and sent it to the traffic police. I heard that there is a fifty yuan reward for reporting it."

"Fifty cars, such a big pile, a lot of income."

Liu Senge: "..."

There were only three people left at the scene.

Originally, the negotiating team consisted of four people, but now Xiao Zhao has left.

Liu Senge: "Let me introduce, Mr. Lin, this is a senior botanist in our institute and the well-known academician Ma Hongsheng at home and abroad."

"This is Tang Ling, a young scientist from our hospital."

Lin Xuan said happily: "You three, please come in."

Entering the courtyard, Ma Hongsheng was stunned.

"A hundred-year-old red sandalwood, a hundred-year-old pineapple flower tree, this golden nanmu must be thirty meters high, right?"

"What is this? Is it Lu Mu who has disappeared?"

"Is this the Xia Sheng Octagonal Lotus???!!!"

Liu Senge took a deep breath: "Mr. Ma, we are not here to study Mr. Lin Xuan's research results and plant collection, but to identify molegrass!"