HPDBC Chapter 127 Yellowed Black and White Photographs
Chapter 127 Yellowed Black and White Photographs
Shirley's expression remained calm.
The gentleman's methods far surpass those of ghosts and gods; it's not surprising that he could help a scientific madman become a god.
The elegant lady in the evening gown stared at Jiang Chaosheng in shock.
She had never seen this young man before.
However, judging from Xia Li's respectful attitude towards Jiang Chaosheng, this young man is very likely the mysterious being who turned Xia Li into a vampire!
She suddenly uttered four words.
Mr. Dusk!
She lowered her head in awe, not daring to look directly at Jiang Chaosheng's face.
Liu Weiqian looked at Jiang Chaosheng with nine-tenths of his anger in his eyes, angry that Jiang dared to make fun of him.
He was unparalleled in his expertise in bacteriology, immunology, virology, and other fields.
Even if there is indeed someone in the United States who can be on par with him in terms of academic status, that person could not possibly surpass him in research.
In the face of true knowledge, money and power are truly insignificant.
Even if this young man in front of me is incredibly wealthy and powerful, he could not possibly offer me any academic guidance.
But strangely enough, there was still a hint of expectation in Liu Weiqian's eyes.
Bacterial control leadership is his obsession and dream, a subject he wants to complete with his entire life.
Unfortunately, this is really too difficult.
If God truly exists, He must have placed an unbreakable lock on this research topic long ago.
What if... this young man in front of me really does have such academic insights?
Even if it were just a possibility, it would be enough for Liu Weiqian to want to ask from the bottom of his heart.
Liu Weiqian said in a deep voice:
"Young man, what can I do for you?"
Rather than saying I'm helping you, I'm giving you a chance.
Jiang Chaosheng took out an old-fashioned whistle from his pocket.
Xia Li sensibly took it with both hands, walked over to Liu Weiqian, and handed it to him.
Liu Weiqian looked at the whistle with suspicion, wondering what the young man meant.
Jiang Chaosheng looked at Liu Weiqian indifferently:
"I listened to your long-winded explanation, but I didn't understand it and it seemed impressive."
Let me see if you're as successful as you claim.
If this thing has guided your thinking and saved your life from its end, then come find me on Anxiang Street.
Only then will our deal truly begin.
Jiang Chaosheng stood up, a hint of contempt in his eyes:
"If you die, consider the time I wasted on you as my reward to you."
After all, I heard an interesting story.
Liu Weiqian frowned as he looked at Jiang Chaosheng, then at Xia Li.
To his surprise, Shirley looked at him with envy.
Liu Weiqian had no choice but to confront the whistle in his arms.
Could it be that there's some kind of explanation for this thing?
high tech?
Jiang Chaosheng walked towards the door and patted Liu Weiqian on the shoulder:
"Why not, blow it."
After speaking, Jiang Chaosheng pushed open the door and left.
Xia Li gave the lady in the evening gown a wink, and the lady immediately understood, quickly leaving with Xia Li to give Liu Weiqian some private space.
......
Jiang Chaosheng walked to the entrance of the South China Sea Exhibition Center, turned around and said to Xia Li:
"It hasn't been easy to carry the world dream this far."
"Today is your big day, you don't need to see me off."
Shirley was stunned.
Such tender words came from the man's mouth?
Shirley lowered her head:
"Okay, sir, take care."
Jiang Chaosheng's words almost brought tears to her eyes.
The father died early, the younger brother is useless, and the shareholders each have their own ulterior motives.
Her ability to maintain her global dream is due to a combination of luck and immense hard work.
When he was seriously ill, the hidden ailments of his world dream suddenly erupted.
Without your help, my dream of a better world and my own life would have long since vanished from the history of the South China Sea.
Xia Li felt that she used to be someone else's support, but now she had someone to rely on.
Several familiar business partners were present, and only after Jiang Chaosheng left did they begin to speculate about his identity.
A boisterous man chuckled and said:
"I saw that gentleman give Mr. Xia a gift."
It must be a treasure that most people rarely get to see.
"Mr. Xia, could you show us something amazing?"
This man has a deep partnership with World Dream; just a few days ago, his company signed a strategic cooperation agreement with World Dream.
At this moment, he also thought of using a joke to subtly find out Jiang Chaosheng's identity.
Xia Li thought for a moment, then took out the small box that Jiang Chaosheng had given her from her bosom.
She could sense that what was inside wasn't forbidden, so there was no need to keep it a secret.
Shirley was also curious to know what gift her husband would give her.
Judging by its weight, could it be an antique piece of jewelry?
Shirley carefully opened the box.
Inside was an antique pocket watch.
With the invention of the balance wheel and hairspring mechanism, it should be an artifact from the mid-17th century.
Sure enough, it was an antique.
The man clicked his tongue and said:
"Great stuff, really great stuff!"
Other guests followed suit with their praise, but most of it was just deliberate flattery.
If this were placed in front of a watch collector, it would surely drive them crazy.
But isn't this a bit stingy for the female CEO of World Dream?
Especially since... Shirley is a woman.
Shirley fumbled with the pocket watch for a while, then opened the cover, her pupils suddenly contracting!
Inside the form is a faded black-and-white family photo.
In the very center was an elderly man wearing an old-fashioned suit with a serious expression.
He sat upright in a pear wood chair, holding a baby boy in his arms.
An elderly man recognized the young man beside the old man and exclaimed in surprise:
"This...this looks a bit like Old Xia, could it be...?"
"Old Mr. Xia" refers to Xia Li's grandfather.
Shirley trembled as she stroked the family photo.
That's right, the young man standing next to the old man is Grandpa.
It can be inferred that this old man is Xia Zhe, Xia Zhe's great-grandfather.
The baby boy that his great-grandfather was holding was his own father.
A small photograph is a clue connecting the past and the present, unlocking the deepest warmth in our blood.
My father was so adorable when he was a child.
Grandpa was so handsome when he was young.
My great-grandfather, Xia Zhe, has such a commanding presence.
Shirley murmured:
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..."
......
Conference room at the South China Sea Exhibition Center.
Liu Weiqian stared blankly at the whistle in his arms.
This thing can help me break through research that seemed impossible to complete?
Anyone with a normal IQ would not believe it.
Liu Weiqian picked up the whistle and tentatively blew it.
Yes, he has an abnormal IQ; otherwise, he could not have achieved what he has today.
The whistle is silent.
Liu Weiqian's eyes suddenly widened.
He felt that he had gained an extra organ, an organ that could communicate.
His mental energy transformed into countless extremely fine threads, allowing him to sense tiny creatures that he would normally be unable to detect.
Liu Weiqian tried to control that 'organ'.
The next second, a tiny hairy spider cautiously crawled out from the corner and slowly moved towards Liu Weiqian.
Liu Weiqian's old eyes widened.
This whistle can communicate with other creatures without any problems?!
Liu Weiqian suddenly thought of something and blew the whistle again.
Cold sweat trickled down his temples, but nothing happened.
Liu Weiqian held his breath and focused intently, his brain beginning a frantic simulation and construction, his eyes filled with seriousness, and he blew the whistle once more.
A look of surprise in his eyes!
He can sense and communicate with microorganisms invisible to the naked eye!
......
Taboo number 3-26, Beast Whisper.
It originally came from a medieval musician.
That year, the town was plagued by rats.
The musician firmly believes that music can communicate with wild animals, deter rats, and quell the rat infestation.
(The main reason for having this idea is:)
Because nobody likes his music.
That's why he believes that humans, creatures with emotions and desires, cannot understand true music.
Only wild animals can do that.
The musician went into the area where the rat infestation had broken out and never came out again.
Even on his deathbed, the musician believed that music could communicate with wild animals and even with mice.
My failure is not a failure of music, but simply a lack of musical skill.
Years later, the whistle that was once his personal belongings became tainted with his intense obsession and resentment, turning it into a forbidden object.
Taboo number 3-26, Beast Whisper.
It can communicate with any living being other than a human.
How can we fully develop the power of the Beast Language Flute?
It depends on how much you want to communicate with the creatures you wish to communicate with.
This flute is a perfect match for Liu Weiqian.
Regardless of their achievements, that musician and Liu Weiqian are the same kind of people.
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