The next day, Xu Mengyao woke up.
She was lying facing Lin Chen, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Lin Chen, who was smiling at her.
"Husband, what are you looking at?"
Xu Mengyao said, her face slightly red.
"Looking at a beauty. Whose little lady is so good-looking?"
Xu Mengyao said shyly, "Yours. Husband, don't you usually get up at this time to make breakfast?"
Lin Chen curled his lips, "Do you think I'm stupid? It's rare to sleep together, why would I get up so early to make breakfast?"
"Husband, I'm hungry."
"Can you make me some breakfast? I want to eat noodles, just make me a bowl of plain noodles."
Xu Mengyao said coquettishly.
Only when Lin Chen left her could she get up and change clothes.
"Alright."
Lin Chen didn't tease Xu Mengyao any further and got up quickly.
After breakfast, Xu Mengyao kissed Lin Chen before going to work, and she kissed him on the lips, not the cheek.
Xu Mengyao also hoped that she could recover sooner.
"Wife not at home, and no kids yet."
Lin Chen muttered to himself.
He had a rare moment of free time.
However, after opening his computer and logging into his secure email, Lin Chen was busy again. Three people had sent him emails, and two of them were strangers.
The only acquaintance was Academician Chen.
After reading Academician Chen's email, Lin Chen understood that the other two strangers who sent him emails were also academicians.
Academician Chen had mentioned Lin Chen to them.
Both of them were also in the field of aircraft manufacturing.
Academician Chen didn't ask any questions this time. Lin Chen opened one of the emails from the other two.
"Huh--"
A look of surprise appeared in Lin Chen's eyes.
Based on some of the questions the other party asked, Lin Chen estimated that this academician might be a fighter jet expert.
The questions the other party asked weren't particularly profound, but they involved many disciplines.
Lin Chen was very good at this.
"Academician He, here are some of my shallow insights--"
Lin Chen quickly typed, answering the questions the other party asked. None of them were difficult for him to answer.
An hour and a half later, Lin Chen finished answering.
"Go!"
Lin Chen clicked send.
Soon he opened another academician's email. This academician should be an expert in the field of military drones, and the questions were all about this.
Lin Chen's aircraft manufacturing skills included all aircraft.
Drones, and even space shuttles, were included!
"噼里啪啦!"
Lin Chen quickly typed.
A certain secret research institute.
Someone came to Academician He's side: "Academician He, you have a new email, sent by Zhang San, whom you mentioned."
"So fast?"
A look of surprise appeared in Academician He's eyes.
He quickly went to his office. He opened his mailbox, which contained many emails. The senders of those emails were all named Zhang San, Li Si, etc.
These names were randomly generated by the mailbox.
Academician He performed a security verification, and the names Zhang San, Li Si, etc., changed. Zhang San became "Academician Lin." He had noted Lin Chen's name himself.
After the security verification, Academician He saw the email content.
He opened the attachment and looked at it carefully.
Lin Chen had answered so quickly, and Academician He was initially somewhat unimpressed, but gradually he became immersed in it.
When it came to some knowledge he didn't quite understand, he also consulted materials or called other experts.
It took him two hours to read a little over half of it.
He couldn't be 100% sure, but he vaguely felt that Lin Chen's answers were likely correct.
"These things have to be verified as soon as possible!"
Academician He muttered to himself.
"Done!"
Lin Chen finished answering the other academician's questions.
After sending the email, Lin Chen quickly set off.
Song Qingquan had arranged to have lunch with him today.
Twelve o'clock sharp.
Lin Chen arrived at the restaurant Song Qingquan had booked.
"Hello, Master Lin, I am Song Qingquan."
Song Qingquan was waiting for Lin Chen at the entrance of the restaurant. Seeing Lin Chen approaching, he quickly walked over and shook hands with him enthusiastically.
He had never met Lin Chen, but he had asked Chen Zhian for Lin Chen's photo, so he wasn't very surprised at this moment.
"Hello, President Song."
Lin Chen said with a faint smile.
Song Qingquan: "Master Lin, my daughter has also come. I wasn't planning on bringing her, as she doesn't like meeting strangers, but she wanted to meet you this time, which is rare for her."
"Her situation is special, and my wife is with her in the private room."
Lin Chen nodded: "It's good that your daughter can come out and walk around."
Soon Lin Chen and the others arrived inside the restaurant.
Song Qingquan pushed open the door of the private room.
His wife and daughter looked at Lin Chen in surprise. Song Qingquan hadn't shown them Lin Chen's photo.
"Wife, Wan'er, let me introduce you. This is Master Lin Chen. He is very young, but it's even more rare that he can reach that level at such a young age."
Song Qingquan said with a smile.
"Hello, Master Lin."
Song Qingquan's wife said quickly.
Song Wan looked at Lin Chen and said in surprise, "I know you. You're the 'strength brother' who carried his wife and daughter up the mountain."
Lin Chen: "..."
The netizens really gave him such a nickname.
Song Qingquan coughed lightly: "Wan'er, don't be so rude."
"President Song, it's okay."
Lin Chen waved his hand.
Song Wan looked very pitiful. Even if she didn't say anything, even if she said something a little too much, Lin Chen wouldn't hold it against a sick child.
Song Wan was only seventeen years old and still a minor.
It wasn't wrong to call her a child.
"Brother Lin, you're very impressive."
"I've climbed mountains before, and it's tiring to climb alone."
Song Wan said.
"It's alright."
Lin Chen said with a faint smile.
Song Qingquan and the others had already ordered the dishes. Soon various dishes were brought up. The taste of these dishes might not be very good, but the price of each dish was not low.
Lin Chen and the others started eating.
Song Wan opened an exquisite lunch box she had brought. The lunch box contained the dishes Lin Chen had made.
Her mother served her some rice and mixed it with the dishes.
"Master Lin, thank you."
"My wife and I would like to toast you."
Song Qingquan raised his glass and said gratefully.
Compared to before, Song Wan's mental state had improved a lot.
"You don't have to be so polite."
"You paid for it."
Lin Chen said with a smile.
As he spoke, he drank a glass of wine with Song Qingquan and the others.
After a few rounds of drinks, Song Qingquan said: "Master Lin, Wan'er can't eat anything else at all, but she can eat the dishes you make. I wonder if you can make us more?"
"Money is not a problem."
"Five million a table or ten million a table, whatever you want."
Lin Chen shook his head: "President Song, it's not a matter of money. The rule I set is three to five tables per month. If I break the rules, who should I help and who shouldn't I help in the future?"
"There are already quite a few reservations for next month. Your daughter's situation is special, so I can arrange a table for you next month."
"I can't promise you anything else."
A look of regret appeared on Song Qingquan's face.
"Master Lin, thank you."
Song Qingquan said. At least they had made a reservation for next month.
Song Wan: "Brother Lin, if your friends go to your house, will you cook for them?"
"If the dishes are not finished, can they be packed and taken away?"
Lin Chen smiled: "It depends on what kind of friends they are. I won't take ordinary friends home to entertain."
Song Qingquan and his wife's eyes lit up immediately.
