After finishing his words, Professor Xu Yun politely asked Lin Xian to leave.
Lin Xian didn't say much either. After advising Professor Xu to take care of himself, he pushed the door and left.
Before closing the door, he took one last look through the crack.
Professor Xu was sitting by the bedside, holding the thin and emaciated arm of Xu Yiyi, telling her about the interesting things that happened this week.
...
Early the next morning.
Lin Xian went to Zhao Yingjun's office to report his work, telling her about the meeting with Professor Xu Yun and what he said.
"Professor Xu Yun... is even more stubborn than we thought."
Zhao Yingjun supported her chin, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"I think Professor Xu Yun's ideas are a bit overly cautious. What he said has some truth, but not much."
Lin Xian nodded.
"I tried to persuade Professor Xu Yun as well, but he insisted that he wouldn't consider selling the chemical substance until he couldn't hold on any longer. He said that although he couldn't stop the profit-driven trend in the scientific community, he didn't want this corrupt atmosphere to start from him."
"I think Professor Xu Yun has been under a lot of mental pressure in recent years, and it may be difficult for him to trust others. So, in many ways, he may indeed be a bit stubborn."
Zhao Yingjun closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.
"Many times, people may not make absolutely correct choices. But until one path is exhausted, no one knows if it's a dead end."
"Don't advise others on what you haven't experienced yourself. Professor Xu Yun may have experienced many things that we can't imagine and suffered a lot of harm, so he made such a decision."
"But regardless, he is determined to save his daughter. From a long-term perspective, perhaps Professor Xu Yun's choice is not wrong."
As if making a big decision, she looked at Lin Xian.
"In that case, let's give up on Professor Xu Yun's plan and stop bothering him in the future."
Lin Xian nodded.
He also thought so.
Since they couldn't help in Professor Xu Yun's efforts to save his daughter... they might as well avoid causing trouble for him.
"The flagship products of the Rhine brand may need to be reconsidered."
Zhao Yingjun frowned in thought.
"You go back first, Lin Xian. Let Professor Xu Yun's matter come to an end. You've worked hard during this time."
"The Rhine Cat plush toys have already gone into full production. The next step is to quickly 3D model the image of the Rhine Cat to prepare for the subsequent launch of animations and commercials. Then, refine the voice tone, catchphrase, and character settings of the Rhine Cat as soon as possible."
Lin Xian noted down Zhao Yingjun's instructions in his notebook one by one, then left the office.
Bang!
The heavy password door closed.
The two worlds inside and outside were separated.
Lin Xian stared at the thick password door...
In fact, he had always been curious about what was written on the invitation to the Genius Club.
But the difference in status between him and Zhao Yingjun made him completely unable to ask about it.
That was Zhao Yingjun's personal matter, unrelated to work. Being overly inquisitive would only seem impolite and inappropriate.
The thick password door in front of him was like an insurmountable gap between them.
...
For the past few days, Lin Xian's focus had been on the deep development of the Rhine Cat IP.
His team mainly had two tasks at the moment:
Create a 3D model of the Rhine Cat's image to prepare for the launch of three-dimensional peripherals, animations, and commercials.Design more expressions, actions, costumes, and even catchphrases and lines for the Rhine Cat.
In the dream, the toy store was full of hundreds of Rhine Cat peripherals, too many things to list.
And in the all-night convenience bookstore, there were also many "treasures."
In the children's section of the bookstore, there were many Rhine Cat picture books, comics, concept art collections, and storybooks, which provided Lin Xian with a lot of inspiration.
Unfortunately, Lin Xian flipped through so much Rhine Cat material, but there was no mention of the founder's story. Instead, there were many different versions of the origin and creation story of the Rhine Cat... Probably because the time span of six centuries was too long, and many things had already turned into historical dust, buried under the passage of time.
During this time, Lin Xian was quite enthusiastic.
He also really liked this cute little cat. Creating and designing it was indeed a very fulfilling job.
Moreover, he had the copyright income from the Rhine Cat, so if the toys sold well and the peripherals became popular, Lin Xian's income would naturally increase.
So for the past few nights, Lin Xian spent almost the whole night immersed in the toy store and bookstore in his dreams.
He didn't participate in the story of Big Face Cat and CC anymore.
Sometimes, he entered the dream earlier, and could see Big Face Cat and CC getting into a van through the toy store window.
The slender Ultraman and the chubby Rhine Cat walked together... It was quite ridiculous.
Who would have thought that these two seemingly harmless cosplay enthusiasts would soon have a life-and-death battle in the bank vault.
"The world is really strange."
This had been Lin Xian's daily life for the past few days, using busy work to cover up all his random thoughts.
He didn't think about CC's problem.
He didn't investigate the clues of the Genius Club.
He didn't think too much about the reality of the dream.
Although Lin Xian didn't want to admit it, it seemed that he was indeed consciously avoiding something...
Avoiding what?
Avoiding the truth? Or avoiding the facts?
He couldn't explain it himself.
...
This morning, it was the highly anticipated World Cup final.
Argentina vs. France.
After having supper together, Lin Xian and Gao Yang went to the lottery shop to buy some football lottery tickets before returning to watch the game.
After winning big money from the past two games, Gao Yang directly transferred 60,000 yuan to the owner of the lottery shop.
"You're going all-in again?" Lin Xian looked at Gao Yang, who claimed to be a gambling expert.
"Don't worry! Sometimes, you just have to believe in metaphysics! Didn't you clearly see in your dream that Argentina eventually won the World Cup in a penalty shootout?"
Lin Xian nodded, recalling the words written in the book in his dream.
"Yes, it said that Argentina defeated France in the penalty shootout..."
Bang!!!
Gao Yang slapped the lottery machine with trembling hands, scaring the owner who was printing the tickets into a pig-like squeal!
Gao Yang's voice trembled as he pointed at the owner:
"Wait a minute! Don't print the tickets in a hurry!"
Then, he quickly pulled Lin Xian outside the lottery shop.
"What did you just say?"
"I said, Argentina defeated France in the penalty shootout to win the championship. What's the problem?"
"Are you sure you saw the words 'penalty shootout'?" Gao Yang's face turned iron blue.
"I'm sure!"
Lin Xian looked at Gao Yang puzzledly:
"I was going to ask, what does 'penalty shootout' mean? I don't understand football."
Gao Yang took a few deep breaths, calming his heart rate. Then, he gasped and held onto Lin Xian's shoulder:
"Thank goodness... thank goodness... you scared me to death."
"It was so close! My 60,000 yuan almost went down the drain!"