Chapter 11 Dinner

The female manager sent the shopping guide away and led Lin Xian into the room.

This room was at the back of the store, very hidden, and there was no sign on the door.

"Mr. Lin, please come in."

After the female manager pressed the password lock, she bowed and motioned Lin Xian to come in.

After entering the room, Lin Xian found that the light inside was very bright, and the room was surrounded by European-style wooden furniture, which was very old.

In the middle of the room, there were three glass cabinets, each of which hung a set of formal suits.

"Mr. Lin, this is the top-quality handmade suit in our store. Each one is hand-sewn by more than 80 workers through more than 200 processes."

"You are an expert, so I won't tell you more about the craftsmanship. Which of these three suits do you like? I'll take it out for you to try."

"I heard from Mr. Zhao that... you will attend a dinner with her tonight. If it is a dinner... I actually recommend the one on the left. Its style is not so formal and the matching is brighter."

Listening to the introduction of the female manager, Lin Xian turned his head to look at the glass cabinet on the left.

It was a blue-black suit. Even though Lin Xian didn't know much, he could tell at a glance that... this suit was higher in every aspect than those outside.

"Then let's take this one, try it."

Lin Xian has only worn a suit once in his life. Compared with choosing it himself, he trusts professional vision more.

After trying it on, Lin Xian looked in the mirror.

It is true that clothes make the man... Once this top-grade suit is put on, the effect is really different. Lin Xian has the illusion of entering the upper class and becoming a half-noble.

"Let's take this one, help me pack it up."

"Okay, Mr. Lin! Do you need me to recommend a tie for you?"

"Yes, you can match it."

...

After a long time, Lin Xian walked out of the store carrying a suit case.

For the first time, he knew that this kind of top-grade suit was usually packed in a box.

The female manager told him that he had to take the suit out of the box and hang it vertically to prevent wrinkles after returning home. The function of this box is to protect the suit during transportation.

"It's really delicate..."

Lin Xian felt like he was carrying a box of gold when he carried this suit case.

He was quite curious about how much this so-called top-grade suit was worth... But there was no price written on the three glass cabinets, and the female manager directly put it in Zhao Yingjun's account, so Lin Xian didn't know how much it was in the end.

Since the "basic model" outside can be sold for 96,000, the "high-end model" inside should at least double it, right?

7pm.

Lin Xian took a taxi to the dinner venue.

This is the most luxurious mansion in Donghai City. After the car stopped, a special receptionist opened the door and blocked the upper door frame with his palm.

"Sir, please be careful when getting off the car."

Lin Xian walked towards the hall of the guild hall. On the way, several guests who came towards him nodded and smiled at Lin Xian, and Lin Xian also smiled and nodded.

The entire guild hall is decorated in European style, and the bricks and tiles reveal elegance and solemnity.

Walking into the hall, the dinner has not officially started yet.

The guests were all holding wine glasses, chatting around, and melodious violins and pianos were playing on the second floor. This atmosphere... reminded Lin Xian of the scene in "Titanic".

Lin Xian quickly found Zhao Yingjun.

She wore a dark red evening dress today, with her hair tied up high, and tied in a very formal style.

Lin Xian noticed that her earrings were also changed from silver in the morning to crystal red, which matched this evening dress very well.

Unlike Zhao Yingjun who usually wears formal clothes, Zhao Yingjun today... looks more feminine and has a kind of beauty of a rose on a high branch.

"Lin Xian, you are here."

Zhao Yingjun noticed Lin Xian, looked him up and down, and nodded:

"Good taste, this suit suits you very well."

She walked over, pinched Lin Xian's tie knot, and tightened it:

"Lin Xian, a suit is a man's armor, and a tie is a sword in your hand. Remember to tie it tighter next time."

"Oh, okay..."

Lin Xian agreed.

Patting Lin Xian's collar, Zhao Yingjun picked up the wine glass again and took Lin Xian inside:

"Today's science fundraising dinner was organized by the president of [Donghai Chamber of Commerce]... [Chu Shanhe]."

She pointed to the burly man who was chatting and laughing with a group of bigwigs under the long stairs in the hall:

"That's Chu Shanhe, the most famous big man in Donghai City."

"I've heard of it."

Lin Xian nodded.

Chu Shanhe is a name that everyone in Donghai City knows. He is the person that no one dares to offend in the entire Donghai City.

Donghai City is an international metropolis with complicated and intricate affairs. The position of the president of the Chamber of Commerce, which has great voice and hard power... is not something that ordinary people can hold firmly?

"When I was in college, I often heard about the legendary stories of Chu Shanhe, and I don't know whether it is true or not. There are also rumors that... he is a daughter slave?"

Zhao Yingjun smiled lightly:

"That's true."

"Does he love his daughter very much?"

"That's not ordinary love... I'm afraid of dropping her if I hold her in my hands, and I'm afraid of melting her if I hold her in my mouth."

Zhao Yingjun looked around and shook his head:

"Chu Shanhe used to bring his daughter to every banquet, but I didn't see her today. She is a very beautiful girl."

"Oh."

Lin Xian responded casually.

He didn't care about these gossips. This was a world that had nothing to do with him.

"Lin Xian, look over there."

Zhao Yingjun pulled Lin Xian and pointed to the other side.

There was a man standing alone in the corner of the hall, and his style was out of tune with the whole dinner.

He was wearing a very casual shirt, with an unshaved beard on his face, and wearing thick square glasses, which were still foggy...

"That's Professor Xu from Donghai University, Professor Xu Yun. Did you know him when you were in school?"

"No." Lin Xian told the truth.

Donghai University is so big, with so many colleges and so many teachers... Lin Xian couldn't even recognize all the teachers in his own college, let alone those in other colleges. .

"Professor Xu Yun is the only scientist in China who studies the hibernation chamber. He has not made any progress in his research. He has not even figured out the most basic theories, let alone any substantial progress."

"Is there anyone else studying this in China? It's too sci-fi."

Zhao Yingjun lowered his head and smiled:

"Only him."

"Because he studies such outrageous things, no research institute wants him. His former teachers and students have left him. Everyone thinks he is crazy."

"For so many years, he has only worked hard to get the title of associate professor. He has no scientific research results and can only stay in the university, teaching while doing research in the laboratory."

"But."

Zhao Yingjun stared at The red wine in the glass was shaking, and he continued:

"Perhaps this is the fate of people. When they are at their lowest point, they will rebound."

"Some time ago, he failed again when studying the filling fluid of the hibernation chamber, but he accidentally obtained a new chemical substance."

"When this substance combines with water molecules, it will form a monomolecular film that is breathable but completely isolates water molecules, and is harmless to the skin."

Zhao Yingjun put the wine glass in his hand on the table, and then took a new glass of red wine from the waiter next to him:

"This chemical substance is undoubtedly a failure for Professor Xu's hibernation research. But Lin Xian..."

"Do you know what this substance means in our skin care field?"