novelzi Chapter 145: 132: The Miracle Spanning 600 Years_2
Chapter 145: 132: The Miracle Spanning 600 Years_2
Chapter 145: Chapter 132: The Miracle Spanning 600 Years_2
Lin Xian looked at the name Liu Feng written on the white paper.
Born in 1996, not quite 27 yet, so young that he must still be in this world.
He took out his phone and searched seriously once more.
All sorts of keywords, Liu Feng, cosmological constant, Shanxi University, and so on, were all entered... but still, no relevant results were found.
“This is really strange.”
Lin Xian scratched his head.
...
If this book could be excavated from an ancient tomb, it meant it had definitely been published. Even if it was privately funded for printing, there ought to be an ISBN and a record on file.
“Forget it, I’ll make a trip to Shanxi after the New Year, find this Liu Feng’s information first at Shanxi University, and then go find him to have a good chat.”
Lin Xian stood up and pulled back the curtain.
It was just beginning to get dark outside, and the night lights of Donghai City were already lit.
Tomorrow would be the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, the day when the Donghai Chamber of Commerce New Year’s gala would be held, and then it would be time to go home for the holidays. It was time to pack up some things for the New Year’s return home.
...
The next day.
6:30 in the evening.
Lin Xian put on his gala attire, tied his bow tie, and dressed up well, ready to go downstairs to take a taxi to Chu Shanhe’s private club.
The address was on the invitation card, not exactly close to where Lin Xian lived. Zhao Yingjun had specially sent him a WeChat message to remind him not to be late, so leaving a bit early was always right.
Sitting in the taxi, Lin Xian watched the street scene outside.
Bright and colorful illumination.
The branches were already adorned with decorations, shining with colorful, festive light.
“The New Year has come.”
He murmured softly.
A dainty white hand tapped on his shoulder:
“Why are you spacing out here?”
Turning his head, a whiff of Chanel’s unique Coco fragrance of jasmine and rose wafted over, with diamond-studded ruby earrings glittering in the myriad of lights.
Zhao Yingjun, in a pink off-the-shoulder evening gown, walked past him, her high heels clacking as she moved forward, turning and smiling back at him. Her shoulders were as white as jade, one hand clutching a black handbag, the other adjusting the hair ornament pinning up her chignon:
“I just got out of the car over there and saw you standing here, daydreaming. What are you thinking about?”
“Nothing.”
Lin Xian smiled and caught up with Zhao Yingjun’s pace:
“I was just suddenly feeling that the New Year is approaching, and the years fly by quite fast.”
“Yeah.”
Zhao Yingjun walked with Lin Xian side by side, heading into the club:
“Half a year ago, you had just graduated from East Sea University. Back then, you’d never have imagined achieving what you’ve accomplished now.”
Lin Xian nodded.
Half a year ago, he joined MX Company as an intern through campus recruitment and then naturally became a regular employee, just going with the flow until the end of the year.
Until Rhein Cat’s inadvertent act made his life soar like a rocket.
This New Year’s return to his hometown would undoubtedly surprise many relatives and friends.
The two entered the hall.
The guests had almost all arrived, and the atmosphere was lively.
Soon after, amid applause, Chu Shanhe, dressed in formal attire, emerged with his wife, all smiles, and the gala officially began.
“Over the past year, we’ve seen many old friends leave and many new friends arrive. This era is changing day by day...”
Chu Shanhe spoke with a deep and powerful voice, giving a speech for the New Year.
He talked about many things that had happened in the past year, about achievements, joys, regrets, and goodbyes.
He even mentioned Xu Yun, expressing his sorrow and remembrance.