Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

The day before the "All-Professional Challenge".

The ranking of artist influence is updated again.

Song Qingyou has been filming for the past three months, and the topic is not very high. She can only advance one place at most.

As a result, with the blessing of this fashion show in Kyushu, it became 86th.

This time Chen Lan did not tell Song Qingyou immediately, so Jiang Zhihan woke up without any warning.

Fang Yan still rushed over immediately.

"Did someone from University A look for you?" Jiang Zhihan asked.

"yes."

Fang Yan nodded and talked about the cooperative holographic game.

Since the conditions proposed by the other party were not excessive, most of the company's top executives agreed.

Now all that's left is Jiang Zhihan's opinion.

"Professor Qin said that he is not the main person in charge of the laboratory. If we agree, Mr. Jiang needs to personally discuss it with the person in charge of the laboratory."

Speaking of this, Fang Yan frowned:

"About the information about the person in charge... I'm sorry, I couldn't find out."

Thinking that Song Qingyou had handed over part of his technology to the relevant departments, and the confidentiality of his personal information might have been raised to a small level, Jiang Zhihan knew that Fang Yan wouldn't be able to find out anything.

It would be okay for him to meet and discuss with Song Qingyou.

The problem is that Zhizhi woke up as soon as he fainted last time, which aroused Song Qingyou's suspicion.

If he still meets the other party while Zhizhi is unconscious...

It was the first time that he had such timid thoughts.

"Mr. Jiang?"

Fang Yan didn't know why the person in front of him suddenly fell into deep thought.

"The advice from the company's senior management is that you please meet with the person in charge of the other party as soon as possible."

"Holographic technology not only has broad prospects in the gaming field, but also in other fields... So what they mean is that even if they lose some profits, they must have a good relationship with the A team..."

Jiang Zhihan raised his hand to indicate that he understood.

Fang Yan waited for a while:

"Then what Mr. Jiang means is——"

"Contact Professor Qin and tell us that we have agreed and we will arrange a meeting today."

Jiang Zhihan felt that he could not avoid meeting Song Qingyou forever.

Instead of escaping, it would be better to make Song Qingyou suspicious.

As long as he doesn't admit it, Song Qingyou can't be sure that Zhizhi is equal to him!

After all, it is impossible for normal people to think of a person turning into a cat.

However, Song Qingyou was not within the range of "normal people" considered by Jiang Zhihan.

She has traveled through so many worlds, and it's not like she hasn't encountered some with special powers.

Because of this, her brain circuit is different from others.

The two met in a private room of the restaurant.

Song Qingyou’s first sentence is:

"Does Mr. Jiang know? Zhizhi, the color of my cat's eyes is exactly the same as yours."

This sentence almost blurted out, without giving Jiang Zhihan time to react.

Fortunately, he was always calm. He helped Song Qingyou pull out the chair without any pause, and even asked lightly:

"Yeah?"

Song Qingyou didn't answer yes, but just thought about it on her own:

"Mr. Jiang's sequelae of the car accident, could he be unconscious for a long time?"

"If so, it really looks like my Zhizhi."

"Speaking of which, every time Zhizhi was unconscious, Mr. Jiang showed up..."

"While Zhizhi was awake, I sent messages and called Mr. Jiang, but there was no response..."

When Song Qingyou said this, her expression paused, "Does Mr. Jiang believe in coincidences?"

Jiang Zhihan raised his head, his voice as cold as ever:

"Why don't you believe it?"

There was nothing wrong with his expression.

Song Qingyou looked at the man opposite him steadily and smiled slightly:

"I'm sorry for saying so many incomprehensible things to Mr. Jiang."

"It's okay." Jiang Zhihan said calmly, "I like talking to you very much."

Song Qingyou suddenly raised her head, and when she saw the other party's still cold expression, she knew that he probably just said this casually.

But the tone was quite sincere.

I don't know why, but she feels a little happy?

Song Qingyou was surprised that she was so easy to please, and then took out a stack of contracts that both parties needed to sign from her bag.

Both of them have read the contents of the contract in advance, and now they just need to confirm it.

While Jiang Zhihan was flipping through the pages, Song Qingyou thought about it and finally made up his mind to speak:

“Our laboratory’s research on virtual reality technology is still in depth.”

"I can make the decision to give priority to cooperation with Jiangyuan Group for all research results."

"I only have one condition at the moment."

Jiang Zhihan raised his eyes: "Say."

"Mr. Jiang must have also investigated my family situation."

"I have always suspected that the Song family's bankruptcy and my father's coma were caused by other reasons, so I can't trust any hospital. I think Mr. Jiang should have a private hospital with good confidentiality measures that can admit my father."

Jiang Zhihan had expected it, but he still thought about it for a while before nodding slightly:

"I'll let Assistant Fang make arrangements."

Song Qingyou was heartbroken and stretched out her hand: "Then, happy cooperation this time and in the future."

Jiang Zhihan shook his hand and heard the other person say:

"No matter how you look at it, Mr. Jiang's eye color is still very unique."

He knew that Song Qingyou would not give up the temptation so easily.

But he doesn't reveal his secrets so easily.

Jiang Zhihan's eyebrows softened a little, "Thank you for the compliment."

The color of his eyes is the same as that of his grandmother, who was born in a foreign noble family. It is passed down from generation to generation.

Song Qingyou saw that the test couldn't produce anything, so she didn't care.

For her, the most important thing today was to transfer her adoptive father to another hospital.

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That evening.

As soon as Song Qingyou received Fang Yan's call, she hurried out of the pet hospital and notified Song Xingye's attending doctor about the transfer.

The reason why she didn't tell her in advance was because she wanted to use this incident to test the attending doctor's reaction.

Unexpectedly, the other party agreed to the transfer without hearing a few words, and said with great regret:

"Mr. Song has been unconscious all this time. Maybe it's because of my poor medical skills that I haven't been able to detect the problem. I'm really sorry!"

The man didn't look like he was telling lies.

No wonder Song Qingyou couldn't find out the other party's problem no matter how she checked in private.

Therefore, there must be someone else who provided the wrong medical report.

It's a pity that Song Qingyou stayed on the island for a while after returning, missing the best time for investigation...

Soon, Song Xingye was transferred to a private hospital in Jiangwan Villa Area

——This is also where Jiang Zhihan himself is.

In terms of safety and confidentiality, this is naturally the best.

Song Qingyou immediately asked a doctor to give Song Xingye a full body examination.

Fortunately, the doctors here came to the same conclusion as Song Qingyou.

He also said that as long as the toxins are removed, Song Xingye can wake up.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the pet hospital notified Zhizhi of his awakening.

Song Qingyou got into Chen Lan's car. Thinking of what happened during the day, she couldn't help but send another message to Jiang Zhihan:

[My dad was successfully transferred to another hospital, thank you. ]

Just when she thought Jiang Zhihan would not respond, more than ten minutes later, the other party suddenly replied with one word:

[Um]

Song Qingyou was stunned: Did she really think too much? Jiang Zhihan and Zhizhi are actually not related?

Song Qingyou, who rarely has time to play with her mobile phone, doesn't know yet.

V-mail can send scheduled messages.

At this time, Qingyou only felt that Jiang Zhihan was related to the cat

But I never thought Jiang Zhihan was Zhi Zhi Ben Zhi