Chapter 297 The Director’s Powerful

Humans are magical creatures, with so many differences in individuals and the vast differences in survival forms that are amazing.

After looking through Cai Yuantu's body, Wang Zhuo did not find any part of the body with lesions. Apart from having more fat and larger size, there was nothing special about it.

As for the effects of lung shadows caused by smoking and alcoholism on the liver, it is not necessary to say that many men at this age have the same condition, which is basically normal and not considered a disease.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Wang Zhuo staring at his big belly and looking at him with a nice eye, Cai Yuantu smiled and said, "Are you interested in my belly?"

Wang Zhuo smiled and said, "I think if you shave your head, you can play Maitreya Buddha without using props!"

The old soup ramen was served at this time, with a strong fragrance. A thick layer of fat floated on the sea bowl, and some seasoned minced dishes were sprinkled on it, which made people feel greatly at first glance.

Wang Zhuo used a spoon to remove the oil, then blew off the heat and tasted it beautifully, but Gan Lin frowned in embarrassment and scooped the oil on it outwards one spoonful of spoonfuls.

Women are born with beauty, and the excess fat is something they hate. Ganlin is of course no exception, so no matter how fragrant or delicious the oil is, she still respects the beauty.

"Oh, my sister."

Seeing her throwing the oil out, Cai Yuantu felt a pity and couldn't help but say, "The best layer of oil in this soup noodles is this layer of oil. You poured it out, but you can't taste the original flavor!"

Gan Lin smiled at him and said, "There is nothing to do if you taste delicious, I'm afraid of getting fat."

"You are not fat at all! It doesn't matter if you eat this little oil!" Cai Yuantu said seriously: "Believe me, just eat it with confidence."

Gan Lin smiled and shook his head, and finally left half of the oily flowers, and then he began to stutter noodles.

The conversation between the two made Wang Zhuo feel moved. While eating noodles, he kept a diner at the diners in the restaurant.

He once learned about the digestion and absorption of fat in school, and knew the absorption path and formation of human fat. Because of the different physiological characteristics and living habits of each person, various people with fat and thinness were produced.

Previous research on alcohol-relieving medicine was a first test of his application of perspective eyes to medicine. The effect was unexpectedly good. I thought it would take a considerable period of research, but I didn't expect that the more I used it, I became more and more skillful and more handy. It took me just a few months to complete the plan.

Although there is still a lot of follow-up work after the release of the hangover drink, with the previous foundation, the next one is not a problem. This made Wang Zhuo feel confident. Now that he suddenly thought of the problem of fat, a bold idea came to his mind - to decipher the obesity code!

Wang Zhuo knew that to completely solve the problem of obesity, it is necessary to use three-pronged approaches to reduce absorption, inhibit production, and decompose existing fat. This is one of the top problems in the human medical community. If he can overcome this problem, things like the Nobel Prize or the Royal Medal of Honor are also within easy reach!

...

I made an appointment with Cai Yuantu for dinner. After eating noodles, Wang Zhuo took Gan Lin home to rest.

Along the way, he was thinking about "fat meat", so he was neglected that Gan Lin thought he had something to do, so he asked twice with concern.

"How much are you weigh now?" Wang Zhuo suddenly asked in a daze.

Gan Lin was stunned for a moment: "Why did you ask this suddenly?"

"It's just curious." Wang Zhuo laughed.

"Maybe there are 105." Gan Lin said with a wry smile: "It's all your fault. I've almost raised me into a fat pig."

"It's only 105, just keep your weight." Wang Zhuo's smile had a bit of color: "As long as you don't have a belly, we won't be afraid. If you can't buy a suitable ***, we'll wear it and make it!"

Gan Lin snorted laughingly. Asians’ busts are not as prominent as those of Europe and America. It is indeed not easy to buy a satisfactory *** for her size. Now the one on her body was customized by Qi Fei for her to come back from Hong Kong. After winter, she gained weight and was not enough in size!

She held her chest with her hands and muttered in a low voice: "Others are fat on their stomachs, why are I fat here..."

Wang Zhuo shook his head speechlessly and said with a smile: "This is really a happy trouble."

When the car arrived at the garage door, a black Audi car blocked the way. The car happened to be crossing between the two garage doors. No matter which of the two garages Wang Zhuo wanted to drive into, it was blocked by it.

"It seems to be a license plate for a business car." Gan Lin had a certain understanding of the local license plate range and recognized it at a glance.

Wang Zhuo frowned and looked at the black Audi A6 car. It is said that the Audi A6 is an administrative vehicle that can only be configured by officials from the sub-province or above. The municipal party committee of this city is also at the level of the official department. Using this car exceeds the national civil servant's car delivery standards.

However, there are ready-made examples of embezzling poverty alleviation funds to purchase Audi A6. It is not uncommon to see department-level cadres using A6 as a car in third-tier cities. There was a saying in the past that people would not procure officials, let alone now. No one knows that people do not know that they are mentally ill while holding them up. If they do not see them, they should just pretend they have not seen them!

Judging from the ruts on the ground, the car has not been parked here for a long time, for about an hour. Wang Zhuo looked at it with a perspective eye and the heat in the car had not completely dissipated.

"What should I do? Do I need to find a property?" Gan Lin asked.

"Wait for a moment." Wang Zhuo curled his lips and honked the horn.

After pressing it intermittently for a few minutes, there was still no response. However, two patrol security guards rushed over and came to Wang Zhuo's car.

Putting down the car window, Wang Zhuo asked the two of them: "Whose car is this?"

The two security guards didn't know Wang Zhuo, but they had heard of Daming about Wang Zhuo's champagne Audi. They knew that this was the richest big man in the community who came back to live there, so they knew Wang Zhuo's identity through the car.

The taller security guard said politely: "This is Director Zheng's official car. It blocks your garage, right? I'll contact him now."

"Director Zheng?" Wang Zhuo was surprised, and suddenly remembered that a guy named Zheng seemed to be a director, and asked casually: "Is it Zheng Mingshun from the Finance Bureau?"

The security guard immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, do you know him?"

"I don't know you." Wang Zhuo said hesitating and said to him: "Please help me contact him!"

The security guard didn't think much about it, and immediately took out the walkie-talkie and asked the colleague on duty to call Zheng Mingshun's home to inform him about the matter.

Taking advantage of his free time, Gan Lin asked, "Do you know the owner of this car?"

Wang Zhuo sneered and said, "The owner of the car is the people of the whole country, but I know the public servant of the people who use it."

Knowing rather than knowing, this shows Wang Zhuo's attitude. Gan Lin couldn't help but become curious and asked again: "Do you seem to have some opinions about this public servant?"

"Of course there is." Wang Zhuo raised his eyebrows and pointed to the Audi A6 that blocked his way, saying, "He caused trouble for my normal life, and of course I have an opinion on him."

At this time, the property department had already learned the news and called Director Zheng’s home.

"Blocking his garage?"

The director's wife who answered the phone frowned slightly and then said coldly: "Didn't his family have all the *** garages? There are so many free time, just find one to park in. Why do you have to let me move the car?"

The so-called packages are all included. In fact, when the *** garage was opened, a lot of it had been sold. Wang Zhuo just bought the rest. Although this behavior is reasonable and legal, other owners who want to buy the *** garage will definitely complain after hearing this.

In fact, Director Zheng’s family is really different from other owners. They already have a garage, but it contains a Toyota from his son. The director and his wife have a bus from the unit to use. Why do you have to buy a car?

"Mr. Wang said that the rest of his garages are full, and only these two are left empty." The property company's person explained.

"It's so rich." The director's wife sneered and snorted coldly, "Then let him wait first, we'll get down and move the car later!"

The news quickly came to Wang Zhuo. He glanced at the nearby buildings and asked the security guard: "When did Director Zheng move to this community? Which building did he live in?"

"Block C, Unit Nine." The security guard replied: "Their family is the first group of owners in the community, but they decorated the house later after collecting the house. They moved here only during the Chinese New Year last year."

"Oh..." Wang Zhuo nodded slowly. It turned out that Zheng Mingshun was the owner of this place earlier than him, but he had never moved here. No wonder he didn't know.

Gan Lin said unexpectedly, "Unit Nine, isn't your family Unit Eight? They are all from Block C."

"It's such a coincidence." Wang Zhuo smiled meaningfully, his perspective slightly raised, penetrated the roof of the car and the dark night sky in the evening, and easily found Director Zheng's residence and peeked inside.

Director Zheng Mingshun was on the phone in the study. His facial expression was very rich, sometimes he was smiling and sometimes his eyes were circling, as if he was flirting with a woman. The director’s wife was sitting on the sofa, eating snacks and reading magazines, with a calm and comfortable expression, neither rushing nor busy.

In addition to the two of them, there was also a woman who looked like a nanny busy between the kitchen and the bathroom, washing clothes and cooking. There was no fourth person at home.
Chapter completed!