Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One
Chapter 114 - 68: Is There Something Wrong with My Brain?_2
CHAPTER 114: CHAPTER 68: IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH MY BRAIN?_2
No matter when, the knowledge you have acquired is never limited.
Chu River nodded: "I’ve thought it all through. My university entrance can’t be in vain. Once I get into university, I’ll learn more other knowledge."
Chang Geng nodded, not saying anything more.
After all, as long as Little He is guided gently, she has never made a mistake on big matters, and is actually quite mature.
"So... haven’t you had any new achievements lately?" he asked nonchalantly.
Chu River was about to shake her head, but then confidently said, "Of course I have! Why wouldn’t I? The Vibration Cleaning Instrument! Don’t think that just because I use spiritual power to wash my hair, it’s not the same—this is ability discrimination."
"Now I’ve made a low-end version of the Vibration Cleaning Instrument. It can not only wash hair but also help scrub the body, leaving you clean and smooth."
Chang Geng nodded.
"Then quickly contact your partner for production. To be honest, I’ve been waiting for this little thing for quite a while."
Because doing his own hair washing and bathing was growing tiresome for him.
— It was also a waste of time.
...
Chu River’s eyes widened.
She knew it!
Chang Geng deliberately mentioned she hadn’t washed her hair just to make her create this thing!
"You clearly can do it yourself, so why make me go through the trouble? It’s really hard for me to source materials and buy things here!"
Even requiring some small tactics.
Chang Geng chuckled lightly.
Then, naturally, he said, "Recently, I’ve used all my spiritual focus on crafting new weapons, not having the time for such trivial gadgets."
"You, you, you!"
Chu River jumped up instantly, dropping the chips from her arms onto the floor.
She angrily sipped another mouthful of bubble tea, glaring furiously at the person in the video.
"How can you make weapons without including me?!"
Chang Geng smiled without speaking.
— Little He, you often have a merciful heart, even in weapon making, you are more inclined towards large-scale unmanned interstellar destruction and are not adept at developing weapons involving life-to-life conflict on planets.
Why bother you with such matters?
Yet at this moment, facing the fuming Chu River, he didn’t say a word.
Instead, with warmth in his eyes, he kindly said, "This is also giving you some legitimate opportunities to earn money."
"With my legitimate explanations and endorsements, all your inventions won’t cause you trouble—don’t you find this environment better?"
Chu River, still grumpy, lay back on the recliner, swinging her crossed legs leisurely.
"Why do I need to earn money? Don’t I have you? You just earn more, that’s all."
Chang Geng looked at her, with an indescribable regret in his gaze.
"Little He, I used to be just an ordinary engineer. How much money could I make? All my savings are in the villa you live in."
"Now, I also rely on other men giving money to get by."
Chu River: "...!!!"
What a scoundrel!
She knew he didn’t have good intentions in anything he did!!!
Even other men giving money... clearly wanting to slack off!!!
But upon thinking it over, it’s all money anyway, why should Chang Geng use others’ money and not hers? Could it be that she thought her savings were too little?
Chu Fa Da quietly contemplated her daily research expenses and finally could only admit defeat.
She also sighed mournfully—
"Why don’t you introduce someone, I also want to spend other people’s money."
Chang Geng just smiled silently.
"Forget it, forget it." Chu River sighed helplessly, "I’ll go sell the Cleaning Instrument."
...
To be honest, Zhou Tianheng has been walking with a certain swagger lately.
Of course, it’s because his relationship with his girlfriend has deepened, so there’s a sweet aroma about his stride, exuding a gentle masculine charm.
In contrast, Zhou Bai, confined in the office being watched by four secretaries, could only stare blankly at the pile of reports in front of him.
Zhou Tianheng’s exact words were—
[Alright, I’ll just assume you’re hopeless! But even if you are, you should at least know how much revenue we’re making now, right? Not to mention other things, can you at least read a report?]
[What? You can’t even do that? What the hell are you doing all day—if you can’t, then learn to do it!]
With his command, the secretaries naturally aimed for the bonus, not even allowing Zhou Bai an excuse to use the toilet without supervision, especially since there’s already a toilet in the office...
He couldn’t even find an excuse!
As a fundamentally unmotivated student, Zhou Bai was unwilling to learn, and so he wouldn’t.
He turned on the sample Cleaning Circle and Household Assistant left by Old Zhou in the office and, without his phone, watched them work for an entire afternoon.
By the time it was off work in the evening, even the computer that only connected to the internal network finally deigned to allow him access.