446 Come on, Come Closer

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

The grilled fish shop that Zhang Heng chose tastes good, and the business is naturally very hot. There is a long queue outside the door every night. When Han Lu parked the car, Zhang Heng went to the welcoming lady to get the number. There were more than 30 tables of people dispatched in front.

"Do you want to change?" Zhang Heng asked Han Lu.

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

It's a pity that people in the venture capital circle can't hear this sentence, otherwise they will probably stare out their eyes. It's hard to imagine that Han Lu who keeps saying "my time is precious, let's make a long story short, don't be polite" I 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 all things can be quantified. For her, work is always endless, so every morning when she wakes up, she will give the All things are sorted by importance, and time is allocated according to the value.

In other words, when she is willing to sit and wait outside a small restaurant, there is only one possibility, that is, she thinks it is worthwhile for her to wait.

"I haven't been to school for a long time, and I feel a lot younger when I come back once in a while, and I remember a lot of things from my school days." Han Lu said, but in fact, she even forgot the name of the monitor in the class at that time , and she doesn't care about the life and death of other old classmates at all. Apart from meeting Zhang's mother when she was studying abroad, she doesn't have any other girlfriends who can talk about everything.

At Han Lu's level, making friends is more or less utilitarian, more about the 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 is very clear that this is a fair world, and there are gains and losses. For her, what she gains is far more than what she loses, so there is nothing wrong with it. Good to complain about.

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

Han Lu took out her mobile phone and said to Zhang Heng, "Come on, come closer, let's take a photo together, so I can prove to your mother that I have lived up to her trust."

Hearing this, Zhang Heng had no choice but to lean against Han Lu again.

Facts have proved that women of all ages and occupations are well versed in the knack of taking selfies, and Han Lu is no exception. She quickly found a suitable angle and framed her perfect profile 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 message displayed below was "Mr. Han, the supplementary information on the project that I 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 on the photo was very dark, and there was a group of human-shaped shadows in the darkness, and there seemed to be a pair of black wings behind it.

Zhang Heng, who was beside her, moved very quickly. The first time he saw this picture, he reached out to cover the screen of the phone, but it was still half a shot too late.

"What the hell?" Han Lu frowned, "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. Before, Zhang Heng gave her the impression of being calm and mature beyond her 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 going to raise a round A round of financing next week, but the valuation has not been agreed upon. I worked a little overtime last night. It's probably two o'clock in the morning, and it's still a quarter past seven when I wake up, why do you ask this?"

"Because you may not be able to close your eyes 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's okay, 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. For so many years in the ups and downs of the business world, she has seen all kinds of routines and met many men. They tried their best to win her favor, so when encountering such a thing, her first reaction was It was Zhang Heng who set up a trick to trick her.

That inexplicable photo might have something to do with the latter. Although Han Lu has a crush on Zhang Heng, it doesn't mean that she will be ignorant when getting along with him.

Han Lu has always believed that no matter how perfect a man is, there will be a day when he will show his tail, but it is undeniable that she is really enjoying this process now, even if it is a false impression, she hopes to last a little longer and not end the game so quickly.

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

"Is this some kind of black technology?" Han Lu asked in surprise, "It's too unbelievable. In addition to clearer vision, it also has light compensation. If this thing is energy-produced, the benefits will be unimaginable. I I have already thought that it can be used in many fields, 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, professional I'm used to it." Han Lu laughed at herself, "When I see a good project, I want to get involved. In terms of the relationship between your mother and me, it doesn't matter if you don't plan to accept my investment. I will still help you. .”

"Unfortunately, this thing is not mass-produced." Zhang Heng said.

He was also thinking about his words. Han Lu is the kind of person who is very rational and has a solid outlook on the world. It is not easy to persuade her to break the original worldview and establish a new one. At the same time, Zhang Heng also needs to abide by the rules of not revealing the identity of the players, and it is not easy to explain things clearly.

Han Lu lost most of her enthusiasm when she heard that it could not be mass-produced, because it meant that no matter how precious this thing was, it would not bring her any benefits. 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 your mother Xiao Xiaxin's research topic? When we were studying abroad together, your mother majored in theology, but as far as I know, she didn't really believe in these things. Those fairy tales she They are usually read 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 it's not easy to accept, but what I'm going to say next is very important, from now on you must promise yourself No sleep, no sleep, no naps...until I find a solution."