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Chapter 195 Questions

The pharmaceutical industry is now on track, and Meng Qian's plan has been successful again. All he has left in Haishi is the development of stem cell companies. Based on the future strategy, this may require talking to the top about his desire to learn about the policies or get more convenience.

Gong Hui heard some of his thoughts and asked: "Plan to enter Beijing in the near future?"

"It's not certain yet," Meng Qian said, "It mainly depends on the progress of stem cell clinical practice in the United States. The results of ten volunteers will be released next month."

Gong Hui suggested: "Major scientific breakthroughs will attract the attention of the country. If you come to the door and discuss strategic cooperation, you will get better and more attention."

Meng Qian nodded: "I know. There are anti-aging that you will be interested in. The results will come out in a year. According to my theory, it will achieve amazing success."

"You are creating miracles again." Gong Hui thought he was very magical.

"Your face will remain for a long time." Meng Qian admired her face, and with light makeup, she looked very delicate, and the more she looked, the more she felt.

"Where are the rules in public?" Gong Hui reminded, but she did not take his hand away. Anyway, the secretary and assistants knew their intimate relationship.

"I need to care about others?" Meng Qian pushed her hair behind her ears, "Don't forget the bet with me in the first place. You will remain unchanged in ten years, a request."

"You can mention it now." She didn't care about the bet.

"Agreement is an agreement." Meng Qian did not rush to ask her and took her hand: "It's boring to wait for the company, accompany me around? I want to choose a pair of earrings for you."

"Okay." She likes it.

...

The two lived a simple and relaxed life together. Meng Qian enjoyed the time with her by his side. Gong Hui's gentleness and consideration made him nostalgic. She and Wang Manwen gave him the opposite feeling. Wang Manwen was like a clone in his personality, while Gong Hui was like his emotional partner.

Both of these women have been influencing him.

How should he choose? He didn't know, but they all gave him plenty of time. Even Gong Hui now didn't let him accompany him all day long. She has her own career, a circle of friends, Meng Qian is a big man. It's really hard to be with her best friend all day.

Meng Qian has his own circle, so he contacted his friends and made an appointment with his friends to go to the racing stadium for a few laps. He has not practiced for a while. His skills are unfamiliar, which makes Liu Jianhao, who has won firmly, feels proud. He spends some time with his family and goes to the court with his dad to swing a few shots.

"Dad, do you think," Meng Qian gently hit the ball and entered the hole smoothly. He continued: "How about finding a free time and go out to sea to have a breath?"

My dad, dressed in golf clothes, said, "Bay by the sea? Is the sea water here dirty?"

"I mean yachts. I have a friend who has a yacht. We can drive out on weekends, bask in the sun, see the blue water, and eat and live on the sea."

My dad understood: "I have no problem, I think your mom will like it."

"Okay, I'll go pick up Sisi back in the afternoon, and our family will also have a weekend trip." Meng Qian followed his dad. "Okay, you, your football skills are really good!"

"I have nothing to do when I'm idle all day. I'm thinking about practicing my ball skills well and being able to be a coach in the future." My dad's idea was very direct and effective.

Meng Qian agreed very much: "Passing time with a relaxing job. If you like golf... I'll ask if there are any such training coaching courses?"

Dad happily: "If it's not trouble, I want to find something to do."

"If you can hire my dad as a coach in the future, you must have a very good identity." Meng Qian said with a smile. When you have the opportunity to talk to Mr. Yu on the stadium, the question is simple.

In the afternoon, Meng Qian drove to Haida to avoid unnecessary attention. He put on his baseball cap and sunglasses, and turned around and found a sister standing under the tree and lowered his head and pressed his phone to wait for him. The prank came naturally. He lowered the brim of the hat and came to her back with a slight hand and foot. He slapped her and slapped her: "Ha!"

"Ah!" Meng Sisi was frightened and raised her hand to hit her, and stopped in the middle: "Brother? You scared me to death!"

"Fortunately it's your brother, you'll suffer a loss if you change others. You'll bow your head!" Meng Qian criticized the young people's habit of playing with mobile phones, and looked down and ignored the surroundings.

"I have practiced it!" She shook her fists and retorted: "If you change to someone else, you'll kneel."

"You won by tomboy." Meng Qian smiled, "Where is our mom? I heard from my dad that she is interested in coming to college recently?"

Meng Sisi nodded: "She wanted to make up for the regret of not being able to go to college back then. Now that she has time, she likes to go to the library and find some professional books."

"If she likes it, I can ask someone to make arrangements for her," Meng Qian said.

"Can you give her a surprise later?" Meng Sisi trusted her brother very much.

"Let's go!" Meng Qian signaled her to lead the way.

They stopped the two girls halfway through the way, and the Rapunzel smiled cunningly: "Si Si, is this your boyfriend?"

"No wonder you are mysterious." The short-haired girl grabbed the secret and was secretly happy.

"You follow me!" Meng Sisi was indignant.

"We're just passing by!" They argued and stared at the man: "Hello boyfriend! Why do you cover it tightly in hot weather?"

"Haha." Meng Qian smiled.

"God!" Meng Sisi Khan pulled two gossip girls aside: "He is my brother, what about you gossip! You guys are so shameless!"

"Brother?" The long-haired girl frowned.

"Dear brother? I've never heard you say it!" The girl with short hair didn't believe it.

"Brother" Meng Sisi turned around and prayed.

"Really my dear brother!" Meng Qian walked over, took off his sunglasses and ball cap, revealing his true face.

They were surprised and came back to their senses after a few seconds: "Old"

The two girls swallowed it as soon as they said one word, shy... Although they usually call it online, they have to be reserved when they see a real person.

"Hey!" Meng Sisi was convinced by these two best friends and introduced: "Liu Lingling and Wu Nan, roommate; my brother doesn't need to introduce it."

"Hello." Meng Qian stretched out his hand.

"Mr. Meng." Liu Lingling smiled and shook hands with him, "I'm so excited to see you with my own eyes. You look much better than the ones in the photos."

"Thank you." Meng Qian nodded and held the next person again. Wu Nan was nervous: "I... can I take a photo with you?"

"Of course." Meng Qian acted very friendly and stood with them, and Meng Sisi helped them take pictures.

"I took more than a dozen photos." Meng Sisi also gave them a cell phone.

Meng Qian put on his hat and sunglasses again and chatted with them again. When the two girls saw that he was easy to talk and were very close, they also adjusted from the nervousness.

"I hope you can keep a secret about this meeting." Meng Qian looked at her sister, "Opening public may have an impact on her life."

"We will definitely be conservative." They swore.

"Thank you two beauties." Meng Qian smiled. "In the future, we can go have a cup of coffee and talk about topics of interest if we have the chance."

"Then you have to help in advance!" They are very sensible.

"Goodbye!" Meng Qian nodded.

"Goodbye Sisi!" They waved to Meng Sisi again, and after they walked away, the two girls wailed: "It's over, I just forgot to ask him for the Penguin!"

...

After this little episode, they came to the library. The mother in the corner wore a pair of black-framed glasses and was very focused on flipping the book. Meng Sisi sat beside her: "Mom!"

Meng Qian also sat down: "Why are you so fascinated by it?"

"Foreign literature." She showed the cover and took off her glasses: "Why are you here?"

"Pick you back." Meng Qian said, "Tomorrow, we have a family event, and we will give you a gift if you like to be a college student."

"What do you mean?" Mom didn't understand.

Meng Qian lowered his voice: "Don't you like the atmosphere here? I'll talk to the principal, so that you can realize your dream of college and get a degree."

My mother understood and turned to surprise: "Really can?"

"Your son can't handle this little thing?"

"This gift is good." My mother hugged him and looked around: "Let's go outside and talk. This is a pure land."

When I walked outside, my mother smiled and said, "I don't want to have a degree anymore. I just look for my interest in that year. If I could go to a few classes, it would be better to be an attendee."

Meng Qian reassured her: "I have a good relationship with the school, and this requirement is nothing."

...

The successful settlement of these problems can also satisfy the wishes of parents. On the weekend, Meng Qian took them to the yacht club. His friend had a 25-meter-long yacht here and was willing to lend it to Meng Qian for a few days, including driving and chefs.

The whole family boarded the boat and drove to the sea.

Because there are too many industrial docks around Haicheng City, the sea water is very turbid and unclean. The yacht has to drive more than 100 kilometers before it can see the clear and blue sea in the photos. The sunshine above the head is still a bit warm, but it is appropriate to wear cool clothes, eat snacks and drink tea.

Meng Qian poured a cup of tea for the two elders and asked casually: "What do you think about the rich Westerners like to play?"

"The boat is very luxurious. There are too few people, and the sea is quiet." My father commented that this boat is the only one in this sea area. Although the scenery is beautiful, there is no one around.

"The people who buy yachts are running for the separate space and quiet." Meng Qian smiled and looked at his mother again: "What do you think, mom?"

"I always feel like my feet are shaking and I can't walk steadily." My mother may be a little seasick.

"It takes some time to adapt to this, and it is better to take some seasickness medicine." Meng Qian knew that this was a must-have for a small boat, unless a yacht worth hundreds of meters can ensure stability and comfort.

"Brother, where are you in the United States?" Meng Sisi didn't have any abnormalities and found it fun.

"It's a little smaller than this one, but the scenery in the Bay Area is much better than here, you can see the hillside and the city..." Meng Qian said something to them.

"I really want to go and have a look." Meng Sisi was eating ice cream. "I have never seen a private plane, a sea view room, and a beautiful sports car before."

Meng Qian said: "If you want to go, you can get a visa now. If you are afraid of trouble, you can ask an agent for help. As long as your family has a strong foundation and the pass rate is very high."

"Mom" Meng Sisi called her, "I want to go!"

My mother smiled and said, "Isn't your brother right in front of you?"

My father said at this time: "But I heard that Americans are not very good at Chinese people? I have recently read the news and have caused several Chinese-American spy cases, but in the end there is no evidence."

Feeling their gaze, Meng Qian said: "Those who are in government departments or conduct research on government funding. I am an investor, and I can't tell you anything about it."

"Will those who do research be regarded as spies?" Meng Sisi asked.

"Who knows what the Americans think?" Meng Qian couldn't figure it out. He has also been paying attention to these things recently because this emotion has affected the stem cell research team.

Although all of the research was privately funded, it is a cutting-edge biotechnology and uses some high-end devices. If Chinese or Chinese scientists frequently contact the country, it is not accurate.

Although the possibility is not high, Meng Qian also has political investment there and has a close relationship with the California consortium. The Brotherhood is his trump card, but I am afraid that things will happen. (To be continued.)
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