Starting From Receiving 7 Billion Red Envelopes Chapter 125: Earthquake Predictor, meet friends!

After Lin Fan left the library, he returned to the dormitory.

At this time, the dormitory was empty and very quiet.

【Have you received an earthquake predictor, and how it is made? ]

"Yes!" Lin Fan said silently.

"Wow!"

In the next instant, a pitch-black cuboid machine with a size of about 1 cubic meter appeared in front of him.

This is the Earthquake Predictor!

A large stack of data is placed on top of the earthquake forecaster.

And at the top of the data, there are nine big characters - the manufacturing principle of earthquake predictors.

Lin Fan first glanced at the black machine and muttered, "This is the earthquake predictor, right? It looks a bit like a box."

Then, he picked up the material and quickly flipped through it.

"Crash!"

About 3 minutes, I remembered everything about the manufacturing principle of the earthquake predictor.

"Can you predict earthquakes in the next 5 days? Barely not bad."

Predict earthquakes for the next 5 days?

Also just barely good?

If the earthquake experts hear it, I'm afraid they will directly scream.

You must know that with today's science and technology, let alone 5 days to predict, even 5 minutes is impossible!

Lin Fan yawned, then lay directly on the bed and fell asleep.

I didn't sleep last night, even though his body has been strengthened after he has skill violence aesthetics, he is a little sleepy.

…………

Physics Lab.

"Om!"

Muffled voices, one after another.

After a long time, it slowly stopped.

Wang Guohai looked at the data on the computer screen and couldn't help but smile.

Zhong Wenting next to her excitedly said, "We will organize these data, and we should be able to publish several SCI articles!"

"Yes." Wang Guohai nodded.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and work!" Zhong Wenting said.

…………

Lin Fan slept very comfortably.

When a beam of hot sunlight fell on his face, he slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Fan rested on the bed for a while.

“Ding!”

At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket shook slightly.

12:00!

The red envelope appears!

"Ding! Congratulations, you got 10 yuan."

"Ding! Congratulations, you got 1999 yuan."

……

"Ding! Congratulations, you got 50,000 yuan."

"Ding! Congratulations, you got 1 yuan."

Today, Lin Fan received a total of 72,121 yuan.

Lin Fan didn't care about the money, and put the phone back in his pocket.

Then, slowly walk outside.

Not long after Lin Fan left, Zheng Jinbao, Ma Zhong, and Song Yi strolled in.

"What is this?" Ma Zhong pointed at the earthquake predictor.

"It would be better if it were higher, just as a table." Song Yi said.

Zheng Jinbao also glanced curiously, but he quickly turned his attention to his computer again.

……

Before 12 o'clock, the school cafeteria was full of long queues.

After 12 o'clock, it is crowded.

Lin Fan didn't want to crowd, so he drove his Lamborghini directly to Restaurant A not far away.

Crystal shrimp dumplings, plain green vegetables, pigeon soup, stir-fried yellow beef...

A simple and affordable lunch of 600 yuan made Lin Fan very satisfied.

After the meal, Lin Fan walked out of Restaurant A, preparing to return to school.

At this time, a somewhat familiar figure appeared not far away.

"Zhang Song!" Lin Fan shouted.

Zhang Song, Lin Fan's good friend in high school.

The reason why Lin Fan attended the last high school reunion was that Zhang Song was one of the people he wanted to meet.

Although, the man not far away is taller, darker and thinner than Zhang Song in high school...

However, Lin Fan still confirmed that it was his former good friend, Zhang Song.

The man not far away apparently heard someone calling him, so he turned around.

He said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "You are... Lin Fan?"

Lin Fan saw that he recognized him, and said happily, "Haha! It's me, I never thought we would meet here."

Zhang Song also seemed very happy to be able to meet his high school friends and said, "I didn't expect it either!"

Lin Fan said again: "When did you arrive in Jiangbei?"

"I have been in Jiangbei." Zhang Song said.

"What? You didn't say it earlier, I've been in Jiangbei! By the way, our class held a party in Jiangbei not long ago!" Lin Fan said.

Zhang Song said: "Yes... is it?"

Actually, he knew about the party.

However, he had a very unsatisfactory life these years, so he didn't participate.

Lin Fan said: "I just wanted to meet a few of your good friends at the last meeting, but you all didn't go. If I knew earlier, I wouldn't go either."

"Jingle!"

At this moment, Zhang Song's cell phone rang a rapid ringtone.

"Hui Ling, what's wrong?" Zhang Song answered the phone.

Hui Ling, whose full name is Zhang Huiling, is Zhang Song's younger sister.

"Mom fell to the ground, her head is bleeding..." There was a panicked voice on the phone.

"What? I'll be right back!" Zhang Song said anxiously.

Lin Fan, who was standing next to him, listened to all the contents of the phone clearly, and hurriedly said, "My car is next to me, I'll take you back."

"Thank you." Zhang Song said.

Then, Lin Fan directly opened the Lamborghini's door and quickly sat up.

Zhang Song was stunned for a moment~IndoMTL.com~ He had no idea that Lin Fan was actually driving a super sports car.

Lin Fan said: "Come up quickly."

Only then did Zhang Song react and hurriedly sat up.

If it wasn't for the phone call just now, Zhang Song would definitely be curious about the supercar.

However, at this time, in addition to a trace of surprise, he was more worried.

After Lin Fan asked Zhang Song for the exact location, he slammed on the accelerator.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the entire Lamborghini car jumped out directly, like a smart lightning, galloping fast in the middle of the road.

Not long after, Lin Fan came to the only factory in Jiangbei City.

Only the factory is an old factory with a history of decades, so the overall look is a bit old.

And Zhang Song's home is in the only factory staff compound.

"Bang!"

Zhang Song rushed into the house and asked anxiously, "Mom, how is it?"

The woman with gauze wrapped around her head and a faint trace of blood oozing out from the gauze said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, it's just a little bit of skin."

Then, in a somewhat reproachful tone, "Hui Ling, you too, what are you doing so excited."

Besides Zhang Huiling, her eyes were a little red. Obviously, she was really frightened just now.

At this time, the woman finally saw Lin Fan who was following Zhang Song and said, "This is..."

Lin Fandao: "I'm Zhang Song's high school classmate, a very good friend!"

"It turned out to be a friend of Komatsu, please sit down quickly, the house is a little messy, don't dislike it, I'll pour you some tea." After the woman finished speaking, she limped towards the coffee table.

Zhang Huiling said: "Mom, I'll pour the water."

Obviously, this family is very hospitable.