Chapter 1320 Professionals Who Eat, Drink and Have Fun

Song Ying drove the car himself.

An ordinary Skoda Octavia, thrown into the sea of ​​cars in the imperial capital, is invisible.

Zheng Ren originally guessed whether he would drive some shocking luxury car to see him off, but when he saw it was Octavia, he smiled.

"Brother Song, you are really low-key." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"It's time to like to drive a good car to chase girls." Song Ying said with a smile, "The old gentleman said that it is easy to go to the mountains, but difficult to go to the heart. But when you get to a certain age, when people go to the empty buildings, the thieves are all thieves. Gone."

Zheng Ren knew that Song Ying was driving, so he made a joke to relax the chatting atmosphere. However, the car was driving without showing any mountains or water, and he still appreciated it very much.

"Brother Song, you are at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, I'm afraid that there will be flames everywhere."

"I've been busy with the boss these days. Boss Zheng is interested. I'll hang out with you when you come back."

"I don't have time, the Nobel Prize project is still being promoted." Zheng Ren refused directly, without any curiosity.

Song Ying didn't care, and asked, "Boss Zheng, go to Horqin, have you found a place to play?"

"Su Yun arranged it, I didn't worry about it." Zheng Ren said casually.

"Actually, a few years ago, it was good to go to Huailai Tianmo to see it, but unfortunately that side has become more and more prosperous recently, and more and more people know it, so it's boring." Song Ying said.

Zheng Ren said "um", Huailai County? Is there a desert over there? Zheng Ren really didn't know about this.

"Boss Zheng is not from the Imperial City, so it's normal to be unfamiliar with this aspect. Not to mention you, even many aborigines in the Imperial City don't know about Tianmo." Song Ying said as he drove out of the crowded 912 hospital.

He drove very steadily, but he should stay out of the car, grab the road, and give way, and he had a good grasp of the mentality of the driver next to him.

"Longbao Mountain in the southwest of Xinbao Town, Xiaonan, Huailai County, is connected to the Badaling Great Wall and the Kangxi Grassland. There are mountains, Gobi, deserts, and lakes." Song Ying said: "That side was originally the testing ground of a certain research institute. Later, because of the serious desertification, a sand dune with a height of 30 meters and an area of ​​one square kilometer appeared in the test site area, so it is also called Tianmo."

"30 meters high?" Zheng Ren was slightly surprised.

"In the early 2000s, the sandstorm was severe, and the harsh ecological environment affected scientific research tasks, so the research institute was moved. Hundreds of thousands or millions of equipment would be useless if they entered the sand. It's a pity to think about it." Song Ying The chat didn't stop him from driving at all.

In the crowded imperial capital, his driving speed was blazing fast.

"and then?"

"Later, we can't let the desert swallow the imperial capital, right? It's not a good sign that it is still next to the imperial capital. So in 2003, this place was identified as a pilot unit for the army's three waste management projects." Song Ying laughed. : "Fighting with the sky is a lot of fun. What are we afraid of? In a few years, there will be only a corner of the desert here. They calculated that it is about 200 acres."

"Oh." Zheng Ren thought about it, 133,333 square meters, it doesn't seem to be that big, it's better to go out and see the Gobi Desert and the Great Desert.

"This place was artificially protected later. A few years ago, we used to go camping there. There were few people who knew it, and it was fun to play. Most of the night, I sang to the moon with a bottle of wine." Song Ying said: "I thought it was good afterward. Let's discuss it with a few brothers, then build a film and television city."

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.

"We just made an intention. We don't own the money or ownership." Song Ying was interested for a while and said it, but seeing that Zheng Ren didn't care, he was relieved and stopped talking about it vaguely. Yes, he went on to say, ""Armageddon," "The Mummy 3," "Romance of the Three Kingdoms," "Journey to the West," "Huanzhugege," "The Granary of the World," "The Clouds of Jinghua," and "Flying Armor of the Dragon Gate" are all here. framing."

"Oh?"

"It's even more chaotic now. Many wedding photos are taken here. More and more people know about it, and we have never been there again. The third brother likes the desolation of the Gobi, so he went to Subei."

"It's too desolate." Zheng Ren said.

"Everyone has their own hobbies." Song Ying said, "Like Boss Zheng, it's also a habit to not get excited when it's time to eat."

Zheng Ren thought about it, and seemed to be too, smiled and said nothing.

"I'll call the third brother in a while, and he'll look over there. If you don't play well, let him entertain you."

"No, no." Zheng Ren quickly declined.

It seems that it is quite far from where I want to go. The locals don't care, they deliberately toss it. This is a big favor.

"Boss Zheng, you're too polite." Song Ying said seriously: "It's just to find a few cars to go to the desert and Gobi to see the customs, set up a tent at night to drink some wine and look at the stars, it's not What a big deal."

"It's alright, that side must be arranged."

"Boss Zheng, this kind of eating, drinking, and having fun must be handled by professionals." Song Ying laughed: "To be honest, you can just talk about the ingredients. Can you buy such fresh Duobao from other places? ? Can you drink a 90-year-old Romanée-Conti with fidelity at other wineries?"

Zheng Ren really didn't think how delicious Duobao, which cost a few thousand yuan, was made by Xiao Yiren himself, which is the most important. As for the wine, this one is even more insensitive.

However, no matter how straightforward he was, it was impossible for him to confuse Song Ying's words here.

"It's really good." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

This can not be regarded as a lie, is Xiao Yiren very happy to eat?

"It's the same for playing." Song Ying said simply: "Boss Zheng, don't be polite. I'm tired to ask you something. Is there a big problem with my boss?"

"Aortic dissection."

As soon as Zheng Ren finished speaking, Song Ying's hand slipped and the front of the car was slightly tilted, but he corrected it immediately.

"Boss Zheng? Could you please say it again?"

"Although aortic dissecting aneurysm caused by Behcet's disease syndrome is rare, it is not uncommon." Zheng Ren said truthfully.

Song Ying fell silent.

"Is it a big problem?" Song Ying asked after a full minute.

"I estimate that surgery should be needed, and the next stent will do." Zheng Ren said: "There is no unified treatment for Behçet's syndrome. Whenever there is a problem, treat it wherever it is. Improve the body's immunity, or It should be."

Silence in the car.

Zheng Ren said: "Don't be bored at home all the time. What's your heart? Ten years later, it should be opened."

Song Ying smiled bitterly and sighed.

Arriving at the airport at 9:30, Zheng Ren got out of the car, waved goodbye to Song Ying, and hurried to catch the plane.

Zheng Ren also knew that he had obsessive-compulsive disorder. He went to see a patient in the morning. If he didn't do it, he always felt that something was missing, but the time was delayed too much.

If there is a next time, it is better to arrange the itinerary as much as possible in the afternoon.