Chapter 66: Give and take, it's still yours
Uncle Zhou took Jiang Zhi out of the main building and got on a golf cart.
The car continued to drive along the tree-lined avenue towards the depths of the manor.
Finally it stopped in front of a hidden building.
"We're here." Uncle Zhou reminded.
Pushing open the door, there is a laboratory with advanced equipment.
Jiang Zhi was taken into a transparent one-way glass room.
There were several fully armed scientific researchers inside, with only their eyes exposed.
They arrived at the Ming family manor from abroad early in the morning to wait.
"Please take off your shirt." Seeing that someone finally came, one of them said in English.
Jiang Zhi took off his shirt.
Although nutrition has been caught up during this period.
But his figure was still thin, covered only with a thin layer of beautiful muscle.
Under the guidance of researchers.
Jiang Zhi lay flat on the operating table.
His limbs were restrained with straps and a heart rate monitoring patch was placed on his chest.
Another researcher opened the sealed box.
A metal syringe was taken out.
The entire team began to do the final debugging.
"You can't use anesthesia. We need to monitor your heart rate in real time." The researcher explained while disinfecting Jiang Zhi's neck, "This will be painful. Please try to stay relaxed."
The syringe was pressed against an inch above Jiang Zhi's collarbone.
Followed by a slight mechanical sound.
Jiang Zhi's body trembled slightly.
Then the heart rate monitor began to beep rapidly and the electrocardiogram began to fluctuate violently.
Outside the one-way glass room, Uncle Zhou looked at his watch.
Two minutes passed, and Jiang Zhi's heart rate remained high.
But Jiang Zhi always remained sober.
Just staring at the fluctuating curve on the monitor.
His face became paler and paler.
After two minutes and thirty seconds, the fluctuations finally began to subside.
The researchers finally carefully checked Jiang Zhi's various physical indicators.
"You're very brave," the researcher who untied the restraints exclaimed.
Jiang Zhi gently moved his neck and could not feel any foreign objects.
Wait until he's dressed.
The researcher added: "The operation was successful and the external impact will not affect the operation of the device, so you can rest assured."
"Thank you." Jiang Zhi stood up and walked out, his steps still steady.
The study door was opened again, and Jiang Zhi followed Uncle Zhou in.
Old Master Ming stood up from his chair and walked slowly to Jiang Zhi.
Mr. Ming is considered tall.
But he was still half a head shorter than Jiang Zhi.
The boy's straight back was like a green bamboo, revealing an unbending tenacity.
"How do you feel?" Old Master Ming looked at Jiang Zhi.
Apart from his slightly pale face, he looked no different from usual.
Jiang Zhi shook his head: "Nothing special."
Mr. Ming was obviously relieved and raised his hand to pat his shoulder: "That's good."
If Jiang Zhi doesn't catch his eye.
Then he would rather lock all his property in a trust fund and transfer it to Mingzhu regularly.
If it weren't for his protection.
He really handed over such a huge fortune directly to Mingzhu.
Who knows how many greedy eyes are lurking in the dark.
Mr. Ming paused, his tone becoming serious, "This time when you go abroad with Zhuzhu, you must take good care of her."
Despite the tightest security arrangements.
But Mr. Ming still couldn't hide his worry in his eyes.
As he said this, he glanced at Uncle Zhou.
Uncle Zhou nodded, turned around and opened the safe.
He took out a photo and handed it to Jiang Zhi.
"Young lady is going abroad not only to study," Uncle Zhou explained, "but also to find something, this pocket watch."
This photo is the clue that Axin found after much trouble abroad.
Mingzhu has confirmed that this is indeed the watch.
Jiang Zhi took the photo and looked at it carefully.
The pocket watch in the photo looks quite old.
The bronze case is engraved with intricate patterns.
He frowned slightly.
I don’t quite understand why you would go abroad specifically to find an old watch.
Mr. Ming saw his doubts.
Since Jiang Zhi is now one of us.
Let’s not beat around the bush and get straight to the point.
"This watch is not an ordinary antique, it can go back in time."
Jiang Zhi heard this incredible news.
He was stunned for just a moment, and then his expression returned to normal.
"You accept it very quickly." Old Master Ming couldn't help but say.
Soon, Mr. Ming continued, "If we don't find this watch, Zhuzhu's soul might be pulled back to its original time and space."
Jiang Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at the photo again, his eyes were dark and difficult to read.
He was so smart that he figured out the key almost instantly.
"Yes, that's what you think." Old Master Ming sat back in his chair and said earnestly, "Zhuzhu likes to play, you have to keep a close eye on her. Don't let her go to dangerous places, she will listen to you."
Mingzhu could only listen to a few words of what Jiang Zhi said, and no one else dared to care about her.
"I've arranged for the best special training team to wait for you abroad," Mr. Ming continued, "and they'll transform you completely in the shortest possible time."
Jiang Zhi returned the photo to Uncle Zhou and nodded slightly.
"It might be a little hard," said Mr. Ming.
"It doesn't matter." Jiang Zhi answered simply.
Suffering has never been a problem for him.
Mr. Ming finally added: "The Ming family will be responsible for your brother's affairs to the end."
After getting Jiang Zhi's confirmation, Mr. Ming waved his hand and said, "Go and rest."
After Jiang Zhi left.
Uncle Zhou brought a cup of tea and said hesitantly, "Grandpa, do you think Jiang Zhi will tell the young lady about this?"
Mr. Ming took the tea and blew away the floating leaves on the tea surface, then shook his head and chuckled, "He can't."
"What about the inheritance rights..." Uncle Zhou hesitated.
"You still don't understand that girl?" Old Master Ming put down his teacup, his eyes full of doting. "She wishes someone could shoulder these burdens for her."
Mr. Ming has held high positions for most of his life.
Don’t you know what power means?
But are you really happy sitting in this position?
"It would be fine if Zhuzhu is willing to inherit the family business," Old Man Ming smiled helplessly.
"But that's not her ambition. Life is short, and since she wants to live it to the fullest, let her continue like this."
As for those troubles, there will naturally be someone to help her resolve them.
Uncle Zhou also laughed.
He wasn't worried that Mingzhu would care.
I just always feel that it belongs to the lady.
It should all belong to her completely.
"Okay, don't think too much." Old Master Ming waved his hand.
"Since I've bought out their life, I have to give them some tangible benefits. I'm not the kind of capitalist who eats people without leaving any bones."
As he spoke, Mr. Ming added meaningfully, "And I think that kid is eager to give everything he has to Zhuzhu."
After all, no matter how you give it away, isn't it still your own thing?
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