Chapter 149: I Want to Rent a House

In less than half an hour, Bai Ying arrived with her men.

The subordinates searched the area but found no living soul.

"Sorry, the chase after Wan Fei caught up; they were all armed, so we shot them all."

Lin Feng saw Bai Ying frowning and explained.

Bai Ying sighed, smiled, and said, "Wan Fei is only an alias; his real name is Yang. This time the goal was to locate the counterfeit currency factory and bring the people to justice… that counts as completing the mission, right!"

After Bai Ying finished, Lin Feng smiled and said, "Don't assign me such missions again. After that battle in Myanmar, I feel something's wrong with my brain."

As he spoke, he pulled out his gun and thrust it into Bai Ying's hand, "Just keep this on you; that's all there is to it."

After that, Lin Feng got onto the rescue Helicopter that hauls bodies and returned together.

"This guy…"

Bai Ying shook her head helplessly.

She had only shown a hint of displeasure earlier, but Lin Feng noticed and threw a fit.

If they were his men, they'd surely be punished with a kilometer‑long penalty.

But if it were Lin Feng, it wouldn't be under her jurisdiction.

October 15.

11:30 a. m.

Lin Feng flew back to Yanjing.

Zhao Xiaoyang had received the news early and drove to the airport to pick up Lin Feng.

After getting into the car, Lin Feng noticed someone in the back seat.

Turning his head, he saw that the back seat of the Land Rover was occupied by the bespectacled Huang Ziping.

Huang Ziping's expression was somewhat restrained.

Lin Feng stayed in Yunsheng for two days, but after leaving that night, Huang Ziping bought a ticket the next day and flew to Yanjing.

Then he called Zhao Xiaoyang.

In fact, besides coming to Yanjing to find Lin Feng, Huang Ziping had nowhere else to go and no one else to rely on.

Unless he stayed locally and found an ordinary job.

If that happened, his ideals would be dead for this life.

He simply lacks the time and money to conduct research.

"Have you decided what you want to do?"

Lin Feng asked with a smile.

Huang Ziping nodded, "I want to build a Rocket and launch a Satellite!"

Zhao Xiaoyang couldn't help but let out a 'pfft' laugh.

After Huang Ziping arrived, Zhao Xiaoyang chatted with him whenever she had free time.

In Zhao Xiaoyang's view, everything Huang Ziping said was empty talk and bragging.

He even dreamed of building a spacecraft when he was a child!

This guy is a bit of a lunatic.

Lin Feng also laughed, but not the same way as Zhao Xiaoyang.

He smiled and said, "That won't work; Guo Jia's aerospace division isn't open to outsiders, at least not for now."

"Then, then I'll make batteries!"

Huang Ziping thought for a moment, frowned, and said.

Lin Feng nodded, "That works! The future is the era of new energy; if you can create a battery that charges in a few minutes… no! within half an hour, fully charges, lets a car run a few hundred kilometers, and is cheap to produce, then when that time comes… you should be able to build a Rocket."

Huang Ziping gave a "hm" and then said, "I need data—massive amounts of information related to battery technology, plus a site and research equipment…"

After Huang Ziping finished, Zhao Xiaoyang said, "Brother, when I hear you talk about this, it sounds so mystical!"

Lin Feng said lightly, "Let him try. I'm planning to set up a lab for battery tech anyway. If he can't… it won't cost much anyway."

Lin Feng originally thought that if Huang Ziping failed, the lab could be handed over to Guo Yanwen.

Guo Yanwen's current field of study is related to new energy.

At that time, hiring many experts and pouring huge R&D funds, Lin Feng doesn't believe they can't produce advanced battery technology.

Honestly, Lin Feng also doesn't really believe Huang Ziping can achieve anything noteworthy.

What he values is Huang Ziping's "paper‑making technique".

First, give this guy something to do, keep him occupied, so his mind doesn't go stiff.

If later he lacks the ability to produce anything, they'll make other plans.

But in Huang Ziping's eyes, Lin Feng is simply his patron.

He resolved in his heart to produce research results to repay Lin Feng.

At the same time, also make this Zhao person look at him with admiration!

Zhao Xiaoyang often rolled her eyes at him, almost saying the words "lunatic".

Zhao Xiaoyang, looking at Huang Ziping's eyes through the rear‑view mirror, smiled and said, "Huang Ziping, most of the research material is in English; can you understand it?"

Huang Ziping replied calmly, "English is easy to learn; I picked it up in a month. I can't speak it, but I can read it."

"Whoa! You're awesome!"

Zhao Xiaoyang exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Xiaoyang remembered that when she first learned English in middle school, she thought it was the hardest subject in the world; because her English scores were failing, she quit her studies outright.

Her other grades were good, but English held her back, preventing her from getting into a good high school or university!

Later, she became obsessed with martial arts and turned into a drifter.

I didn't expect something this hard to learn, Huang Ziping figured it out in a month.

How did his brain grow like that?

After being proven wrong, Zhao Xiaoyang still felt a bit unwilling to accept it.

He then asked: "Do you understand many physics, math, and chemistry formulas and such?"

Huang Ziping, eyes half-closed, said: "Rote memorization is easy to forget and feels hard to learn, but if you understand and memorize, it becomes much easier."

Since it's a formula, there naturally is a process of deriving it; each formula's derivation is a process of deducing regularities, from simple to difficult…… it becomes easy to understand.

Um~

Zhao Xiaoyang felt like he'd been critically hit again.

Lin Feng glanced at Zhao Xiaoyang and said: "Just focus on driving! At least there's one thing he's far worse at than you."

What is it?

Zhao Xiaoyang asked curiously.

"Flirting with girls." Lin Feng said lightly.

At the same moment.

Wu Qian and her husband Yang Song, who had returned early to Yanjing, walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The red book in their hands had already been exchanged for a green book.

That morning she woke up and told Lin Feng she had been impulsive.

As a result, after returning, she began thinking about divorce.

Yang Song sat on the sofa, giving Wu Qian an aloof, indifferent look.

Yang Song's mother, meanwhile, snidely remarked that Wu Qian was never home and didn't know what she was doing outside.

The couple's life was unpleasant, partly due to Wu Qian, but more importantly, this mother-in-law was failing at her role.

Behind Wu Qian's back, he often told their son that she was wrong about this and wrong about that.

Wu Qian couldn't tolerate it any longer and directly proposed a divorce.

She had had enough.

In order to divorce, Wu Qian decided to leave with nothing.

She wanted nothing.

Even though she had paid half the down payment for this apartment.

At this time there was still no divorce cooling-off period, so Yang Song and his mother felt they'd gotten a great bargain and agreed right away.

Then they signed the divorce agreement.

Then early this morning they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

At this time there was still no divorce cooling-off period; after entering the Civil Affairs Bureau and being advised a few times by the staff to no avail, they directly exchanged their marriage certificate for a divorce certificate.

Watching Yang Song drive off, Wu Qian thought that her parents' residence was an old building allocated by their workplace, and it wasn't large.

Moreover, upon returning, the neighbors would inevitably gossip.

After hesitating a moment, she took out her phone and dialed Lin Feng's number.

The phone rang, and Lin Feng immediately picked it up.

When he saw it was Wu Qian calling, Lin Feng furrowed his brow.

He thought, "Indeed, women are better not casually involved with!"

Get involved and problems will arise.

From now on, I should restrain myself a bit!

"Hey~"

Lin Feng said into the phone.

Hearing Lin Feng's voice, Wu Qian felt a warm surge and said: "I'm divorced, I have nowhere to go—you do have a house, right? I want to rent a place."