behind me is the earth.

Chapter 190. Chapter 188
Since ancient times, Fengqiu has been sad and lonely.

In Zishi at the end of November, autumn is getting stronger.

The several-decade-old sycamore tree on the side of the road had already begun to shed its leaves. Occasionally, some leaves fell off and fell in a whirl. When Ren Pingsheng stretched out his hand to guide him, the leaves flew over lightly and fell into his hands.

Turning the half-green and half-yellow sycamore leaf in his hand, soon smoke began to rise from the yellow edge of the leaf, but it did not completely ignite the leaf.

The elemental light spots on the earth are not as active as those from other worlds, and it is more difficult to mobilize these light spots on the earth.

Throwing away the fallen leaves in his hand, he patted the long black windbreaker on his body, sat on the bench by the park, looked at the various vehicles passing by on the road, red, yellow, blue, and purple, because of this dull Added more color to the autumn afternoon.

"Qingyang hasn't heard from her for a long time, and I don't know what's going on now."

Looking at the autumn scenery in front of him, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help thinking of Qing Yang.

Ren Pingsheng felt that the relationship between himself and Qingyang should be the acquaintance of Guan Bao who was looking for a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers.

It is enough to have a confidant in life.

Most people may have a lot of friends after walking around in this world, but it is very difficult to find a confidant who shares their hearts and minds.

That kind of soul-to-heart connection, every communication, can collide with each other to spark sparks of thought, even if you are depressed and anxious, you can often get spiritual healing from chatting.

Ren Pingsheng cherishes this kind of friendship very much, so he is very concerned about Qingyang's loss of contact this time.

He took out his phone, opened QQ, and looked at the darkened profile picture on the dialog box.

7 month 12 day.

"Are you there?"

8 month 15 day.

"Brother, are you still alive?"

10 month 20 day.

"Fuck, what's wrong with you? If you're still alive, write back!"

10 month 31 day.

"Brother, if you encounter any difficulties, you must tell me."

These are Ren Pingsheng's messages to him.

But never got any response.

Flipping forward on the phone boredly, looking at the previous conversations.

"I remember you said before that the Shandong cuisine in your city is delicious."

"Ah, yes, yes, our Shandong cuisine and barbecue in Zi City are famous all over the country, especially Boshan cuisine has several special dishes. You, a southerner, must have never eaten it. If there is a chance to meet in the future, I must invite you Eat and drink!"

"Then, it's a deal!"

Scroll up again.

"I haven't been doing very well recently. I feel a little uncomfortable. I eat and sleep every day, and I feel like a pig in captivity. I face those blue and white stripes every day, smell the disinfectant in my nose, and use various instruments every day. Spinning around, feeling like I'm going to be useless..."

"What's wrong with you? What's the disease?"

"No, it's nothing, it's just that I'm sick and hospitalized, and I'm not allowed to go out in the ward every day. I want to complain, but there is no one to complain, so I suddenly thought of you.

You don't have to worry about me. "

Ren Pingsheng flipped through these conversations boredly, for some reason, he suddenly had a strong sense of sight in his heart.

He opened Qingyang's QQ space again.

Qingyang's space is very tidy, there are only dozens of simple diaries in it, most of which are reprinted papers.

"This photo..."

Ren Pingsheng looked at a photo of a woman's back in the space, and somehow felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, a feeling of deja vu.

"Mr. Ren!"

Ren Pingsheng was looking at this photo carefully, searching for where the familiarity of this back came from in his mind, when a man stood in front of him.

Ren Pingsheng looked away from the phone screen, stood up, stretched out his right hand, and smiled at the other party: "Professor Fang."

"This time, I am really ashamed of my love for Mr. Ren."

Professor Fang sat down next to Ren Pingsheng and took out a cigarette case: "One?"

"I won't, thank you."

Ren Pingsheng shook his head, suddenly froze, took the thin cigarette handed over by Professor Fang, put it on his nose and sniffed it carefully, and couldn't help saying: "Scent of concentration?"

"Haha not bad."

Professor Fang laughed.

He put it on his mouth, lit one, took a sip and said: "Now I can't do without it. When I was doing research, I was sleepy and tired. Just taking a sip will relieve the fatigue immediately.

However, I am ashamed of Mr. Ren's support this time. The development of Ningshenxiang is not as good as expected. The first and second phases that have been developed now are not as good as the samples you gave.

We have figured out the ingredients and proportions through testing, but the samples we developed are always a bit worse.

However, even so, this Ningshen incense definitely has a very broad market prospect.The following conclusions are drawn from the experiments.

One is that it can increase the activity of our brain and make our brain more energetic.

The second is that it can improve our memory and concentration, so that we can better complete our work.

The third is that it can make our rest more effective and improve our sleep quality.

Now, this incense has become an inseparable daily product in our laboratory! "

Professor Fang was very excited when he mentioned this.

For him, this thing has formed two papers.

Moreover, he can see a broad market prospect in Ningshenxiang, and he may be able to achieve financial freedom by relying on Ningshenxiang!

"What you said is good. Ningshen incense is something that can enhance spiritual power. What do you mean, you want to commercialize this Ningshen incense?"

When Ren Pingsheng heard this, he suddenly regained his energy.

Although he has bought a lot of properties now, he has become a veritable "negative man", owed more than 6000 million to the bank, and has to pay more than 300 million in interest every year.

"That's right, Mr. Ren never thought about commercializing Ningshenxiang?"

Professor Fang asked in surprise.

After all, in his eyes, Ren Pingsheng is a successful businessman, so it is impossible not to know the market prospect of Ningshenxiang.

"Of course I've thought about it, but I'm not ready for Ningshenxiang to be launched yet. I need to trouble Professor Fang to continue research and continue to improve the effect of Ningshenxiang.

When Ningshenxiang is actually listed, I am willing to teach Fang about technology stocks.

This can be written into the contract, and I will send someone to send the contract to the School of Medicine this afternoon. "

Ren Pingsheng said.

"Okay, these finished products, Mr. Ren, please go back and try the effect first."

Professor Fang took out a plastic box from his black leather bag and handed it to Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng opened the box, and inside were thin and long incense sticks, ten bundles tied with paper tape, a total of one hundred sticks.

"Okay, hard work."

The two stood up, and after shaking hands again, the two hurried away from the park bench.

Professor Fang got the promise he wanted, prosperity and wealth seemed to be right in front of him, and he couldn't wait to return to the laboratory to continue his research.

Ren Pingsheng, under the reminder of Professor Fang, saw the scene of the money coming, and was very excited for a while!
(End of this chapter)