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Chapter 1242 Dune Fortress

"Holy crap! Don't you still mean the same thing? Why do it sound to me like 'If you are shameless, you are invincible'?"

Zhao Changan took a sip of the hot tea, which was bitter in the mouth and then filled with sweetness: "Prince, your tea skills are getting better and better."

"The key is good tea."

Wen Ye said with a smile: "You want to be invincible but also want face? Whoever has achieved great success in history needs face."

"This is a bit extreme. This kind of person is like a crucian carp crossing the river. How about I give you a few examples?"

"If you name a hundred people, it's all like this. Of course, I can also put it more euphemistically, 'Every person who has achieved anything in history has always done something and not done something, and made some choices.'"

"You, a law student, are talking about philosophy with me, a top philosophy student from a well-known university in the country. Don't you think that you are a bit immature and trying to do what you want?"

"Do you think she made that phone call to express her love to you?"

"Isn't it?"

"Think about it again. A very important point is why I asked you what phone number she used to call you and the time."

Zhao Changan understood a little bit: "You mean she has decided to be shameless?"

"I can only say that the decision is a little shameless. If it were really shameless, you would have been transformed into a great silver devil in the world."

After figuring it out, Zhao Changan suddenly felt bored. He picked up the teapot and filled his and Wen Ye's teacups with water. His cell phone rang again. It was an unfamiliar landline number from across the province.

"Hello, who's there?"

"Is it Master Zhao? I am——"

"You typed it wrong."

Zhao Changan hung up the phone directly, looked at Wen Ye and said with conviction: "Now I understand why you asked me to give Dang Chenying acupuncture. Alas, it is better to defend the people than to defend the river!"

"You use this idiom badly!"

Comment by Wen Ye.

"I don't know who spread the word, but I can't hide it. Now people from all over the country ask me to give acupuncture to people in vegetative states. I'm doing a lot of bad things. I can't say it's a bad thing. Some of them are really bad. Listen.

It made me shed tears. But I was also helpless and simply didn’t have the ability."

Zhao Changan's face was full of compassion: "I will change my mobile phone number tomorrow, and give this number to the front desk for them to ink."

"Actually, you can be a miracle doctor. If you don't know how to do it, just learn slowly. We will make progress together, and your power will even be stronger than if you become a billionaire who is just a mirror image."

"I think the design of your medicinal garden is flawed."

"Tell me and listen."

"A round hole should be cut out here,"

Zhao Changan pointed his halberd like a sword, surrounding Wen Ye and himself, as well as two chairs, a table, two teacups, a teapot, and a small charcoal stove in a circle of nothingness.

He said seriously: "The tea seat below is made of transparent glass as a pillar on the well wall. This way you can save water and put a water pump to draw water directly from the river for irrigation. You don't have to take out the garbage. You can also fish if you want to eat fish."

Wen Ye was silent for a while and said with a smile: "Now that you understand, why bother working in vain? You are not willing to jump in to take a bath. The path of a miracle doctor should be more suitable for you."

"Choosing your path of miracle medicine is even more futile!"

"It's more practical and safer."

"Prince, I think your thoughts are very dangerous. As long as you abide by the law, no one can do anything to you? This is a society ruled by law. Any rules, regulations, rewards and punishments have a legal basis."

"In other words, your ideal is not to become one of the richest people in the world."

"I have never had such boring thoughts. Repaying kindness with kindness, repaying with hatred, tasting the world's delicacies, playing with the beauties in the world, and appreciating the scenery of the solar system within the boundaries of the Kuiper Belt are my ultimate goals."

"Aren't you fighting for the rise of China?"

"There is no contradiction between this ideal and my ultimate goal. Of course I will fight for the rise of China! Without money and power, beautiful women can let me play, eat the best food, and climb Zhumu without any problems.

Rama, or one day establishing a settlement on Mars?"

"Everyone will say that when you brag, it doesn't matter. Just check your school's forum, Zhao Dapao. It's easy for you to brag, but it's really difficult to realize it--"

Wen Ye thought of Zhao Changan's bully, who was boasting about reaching the sky, so he changed his words: "Is it possible to make the world's wealth and technology work for your ideals?"

"As long as I have money, power, and the ability to tell stories, and have sharp enough fangs and iron hooves, and most importantly, I am gifted, talented, handsome, and not very picky about women, then it is entirely possible."

"Haha~"

"Don't be unconvinced."

"Have you ever heard of a fort in the dunes?"

“The ancient city of Loulan has stood firm for thousands of years!”

“Can’t the ruins of a wall be called down?”

"Stay in good spirits!"

"In other words, whatever you say makes sense."

"I suspect you are slandering me! If you are shameless, you are invincible!"

"That's what you think."

The two looked at each other and smiled. No one was convinced, so they continued to walk forward slowly and take a look.

What Wen Ye means is that as long as you are fat enough, you cannot escape the harvesting sickle of capital.

What Zhao Changan means is to walk around with them as relatives, tell good stories with both strength and softness, and make a big cake together.

Time can always prove who is right or both are right or wrong.

However, in the time and space before Zhao Changan traveled through, it seemed that only Musk was doing reasonably well.

A big part of his success lies in his ability to tell stories, sell his feelings, and have the support of his old man.

In a word, 'Science has no borders, but scientists have borders.'

The source of the dispute between Zhao Changan and Wen Ye is that Wen Ye's foothold is in the first half of the sentence, while Zhao Changan's foothold is in the second half of the sentence.

The deeper reason here is that Wen Ye wants to figure out what is behind these anti-known physics axioms. However, for Zhao Changan, compared to his time travel, the existence of such anti-physics axioms is nothing!

——

At this time, the screen of Wen Ye's mobile phone placed on the small table lit up, and it was marked as Li Tiehan.

"Uncle Li."

Wen Ye listened for a while and said: "There is nothing we can do about this matter. We have to see the doctor for help. OK, I am quite busy here during this period. We will meet again after May Day next year."

After hanging up the phone, facing Zhao Changan's curious eyes, he said: "The son-in-law of an old man who bought some medicinal powder before the National Day but then returned it has suffered a stroke and asked me if I have any good ideas."

"Is there anything you can do?"

"Yes, let's make him a wheelchair."

"You are so kind."

"Through what happened to Old Man Zhao and his family, I saw a fact more clearly."

Wen Ye said calmly: "Poor people must be hateful."

"Ling ring ring~"

Zhao Changan's cell phone rang again, it was an unfamiliar mobile phone number from out of town.

If it was an unfamiliar landline number from out of town, he really wasn't going to answer it at this time, but if it was a mobile phone call, he still had to answer it.

"Hello, who's there?"

"Is this Master Zhao? Master Zhao, please don't hang up the phone, please."

A crying young woman's voice.

Zhao Changan looked at Wen Ye.

This guy was drinking tea leisurely, with a hateful air of being uninterested in anything that had nothing to do with him.

Zhao Changan hung up the phone directly and turned off the phone.

"This will give you a headache, and you will also be condemned by your conscience, but in fact you have not done anything. You will even be cursed and cursed viciously. A Wenyang Group has attracted countless gluttons, waiting with blood-red eyes.

Share the meal. One nanometer is nothing more than a small sesame seed now. Dong Jisi, Qi Peng, Ye Zi, Shang Qingqing, and Li Xin are coming in droves. So in the future, more sharks and predators will come, can you stop them?"

Wen Ye's fighting spirit was very high tonight, so he brought the topic back again.
Chapter completed!
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