Chapter 49：

"This...this" Elder Meng was holding the contract, and he looked at it word by word, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

Siketor, the largest machinery company in the UK, is not only a drug production line, but also televisions, refrigerators and even cars. The production line of Siketor is almost synonymous with mechanized production in the UK.

"Thank you, I thank you on behalf of China!" Old Meng stood up and bowed to the two of them.

Li Zheng quickly stood up and held the old man.

Liang Zhe was originally sitting on the sofa. Seeing Li Zheng stood up, he also stood up. He could feel that Li Zheng respected the old man in front of him.

"This production line is of great significance not only to the domestic pharmaceutical industry, but also to promote the development of domestic machine tools and automation technology. This is of great significance to China! This bow, you have to bear it!"

"Meng Lao, I am also a Chinese." Li Zheng looked at the determined face of Meng Lao and touched his nose. "And I am just sending a message. It is the contract written by Mr. Liang with the help of Mr. Liang. Please also ask for future transportation Liang Family, if you have to thank you, then thank him."

As he said, he let himself aside.

Liang Zhe didn't cooperate at all, he followed Li Zheng step by step. Li Zheng stood up, he also stood up, Li Zheng walked to the side, and he followed him to the side.

Old Meng looked at the interaction between the two in astonishment, and then burst out laughing. Looking at the two people, there was a hint of the kindness of the elders and the younger ones.

"All thanks, all thanks!" He could tell that the two young people had made up their minds not to be polite.

After the excitement, Meng Lao and Li Zheng and Liang Zhe carefully discussed the transportation problem of the production line. The drug production line was tentatively divided into six parts and shipped in two batches to the three cities of Zhuhai, Ningbo, and Shanghai. The branch company in China came forward to accept the assembly.

Ke Di's branch in China was established two days ago. Just in case, even if the production line to China is discovered, Liang can confidently say that Kedi Huaguo Branch will use it.

After the Qian Zhenye incident, the Chinese scholars dared not stay longer, and hurried back to China at noon that day. Seeing Qian Zhenye’s desolate figure, Li Zheng couldn’t help but sigh. The second Jinyao factory is one of the largest pharmaceutical factories in China, because there is a huge market of 1.3 billion in China behind it, even if facing Roche and Pfizer. This kind of giant is not short of breath, and now...

"Don't be sad." Liang Zhe suddenly said.

Li Zheng turned around in surprise when he heard the words.

Li Zheng and Liang Zhe lived in Tokyo for one day, and only got on the plane with Xu Mingsheng and others the next day.

"First Class!" Zhang Yuejun looked at the ticket in his hand and laughed stupidly, his eyes softened to Liang Zhe.

Xu Mingsheng, Professor Wang and Professor Zhao looked at each other.

Xu Mingsheng gave a dry cough, "Since Mr. Xiao Liang is so kind, we should respect our orders. I haven't been in first class yet."

Professors Zhao and Wang also responded with a smile. Experts and scholars like them rarely buy their own air tickets when they go out. Official agencies usually buy them in economy class, and the better ones are business class. This is really the first time for this first class.

After getting on the plane, everyone found that Liang Zhe and Li Zheng's tickets were not connected to theirs.

"When I booked the ticket, the airline said that the eight consecutive seats were gone." Steward Fang explained, his eyes almost narrowed with a smile.

Zhang Yuejun looked at the empty space in a strange way. There were almost only a few of them in the first-class cabin. He scratched his head and said, "Aren't all the places here empty?"

Butler Fang's smile froze, and then he smiled and said, "The airline may have made a mistake."

When Zhang Yuejun heard the words, he wanted to answer, and Yang Ning was forced to cover his mouth.

At this time, the flight attendants came out to remind everyone to return to their seats and fasten their seat belts, and everyone took their seats.

Liang Zhe and Li Zheng are in the corner of the first class, and the seats around them are empty. The two were close to each other, and Li Zheng's profile could be seen as soon as Liang Zhe turned his head.

Butler Fang was also broken to buy a suitable ticket.

Each airline's first-class cabin design is different. Although the first-class cabin of the 1980s did not directly provide guests with private suites like the later generations of Emirates, many airlines have separated the seats of each guest in the first-class cabin. Open it like a single sofa, so that the distance between people will be widened.

The steward Fang was naturally unwilling to buy such a seat with excellent "privacy". Under the strange gaze of the airline staff, he bought the most general first-class seat at the same price.

In the first class of this plane, although the seats can lie flat, they are arranged in two positions.

If the two children sleep together, the relationship can go further. Butler Fang put on his blindfold and thought with joy. He remembered that his granddaughter would take her best friend home for dinner every time. After dinner, the two little girls hid in the room, talked, laughed and slept on a bed. The relationship between the two would be better the next day.

Li Zheng and Liang Zhe fastened their seat belts, and Li Zheng took out the disposable blindfold from their seats and handed them to Liang Zhe.

"Sleep?"

Liang Zhe did not answer.

Li Zheng turned his head strangely and saw Liang Zhe clutching his seat belt tightly. Although his face was still expressionless, his stiff muscles made Li Zheng realize that Liang Zhe’s heart was not as good as his. The surface is so calm.

"When Mr. Liang Zhe was very young, the core members of the Liang family, including Mr. Liang and Mrs. Liang, never came back because of a plane crash." Li Zheng's mind came to mind what Cheng Xianfeng said to him at the time. Slightly.

Liang Zhe is scared?

Li Zheng couldn't tell what it was like. He was afraid of flying but flew directly from Xiangjiang to Japan because of one of his calls...

Li Zheng levelled Liang Zhe’s position with himself and removed the partition in the middle. “Don’t be afraid, you’ll be able to sleep after a while.” As he said, he grabbed Liang Zhe’s hand. Liang Zhe’s hand was frozen, as if just Ice cubes taken from the cold storage.

The two lie side by side. After removing the partition, if you ignore the small bulge in the middle, they seem to be lying on the same bed.

Liang Zhe's muscles slowly became relaxed, and he felt the hot, dry touch in his hands, and his face under the blindfold suddenly turned red.

Liang Zhe only felt his heart beating very fast, as if it was about to pop out of his chest. The whole body, especially his head, seemed to have been baked in a microwave oven. It was hot. He used his other hand to feel his cheek. temperature.

Hiss, it's hot.

Liang Zhe's brows wrinkled slightly. Because his family left in a plane crash, Liang Zhe had a physiological stress response to the plane. When sitting in an airplane seat, his nerves and muscles became tense.

But as the helm of the global behemoth, Liang, how could he not fly. Therefore, Liang Zhe has long been accustomed to his stress response, but if he stays on the plane for a long time, he will be fatigued because of long-term mental tension. Therefore, he will take drugs for more than five hours of the plane.

Feeling the temperature that he couldn't cool down for a long time, and the more and more pronounced strong heartbeat, Liang Zhe's brows frowned, and it seemed that he had to ask Doctor Gu to come back to Xiangjiang.

Doctor Gu is Liang Zhe's psychologist.

Because of the particularity of laboratory work, sleep time is very precious for researchers. Li Zheng had developed the magical skill of falling asleep in one second in his previous life, and carried this magical skill to this lifetime.

Listening to Li Zheng's Qingqian breathing, Liang Zhe's heart was restless, as if he was about to jump out of his master's chest and run onto the person next to him in the next second.

Li Zheng didn't let go of Liang Zhe's hand, because Li Zheng's hand was relatively small and could not hold Liang Zhe's entire hand, so he grabbed Liang Zhe's four fingers.

Liang Zhe's little finger moved unconsciously because of tension, Li Zheng frowned slightly in his sleep, and then unconsciously pulled Liang Zhe's hand over and placed it beside him.

Liang Zhe froze, he seemed to hear the roar in his head.

His face condensed, his mouth tightened unconsciously, and he began to wonder if Doctor Gu said last time that his illness was getting better, was it just a psychological hint to him?

Liang Zhe’s eyes under his blindfold kept widening. His body was stiff and he dared not move. At this time, he had forgotten that he was on the plane, but the constant heat from his palm made him tense. It's tight, lest I move a little, and wake up the people next to me.

Two hours later, Liang Zhe's muscles began to become a little sore, and he couldn't help but move a little.

Li Zheng didn't respond.

Liang Zhe was overjoyed and moved his body slowly. He hesitated, and with his other hand, he pulled up his blindfold, turned his head to the side and his eyes drooping, he could clearly see Li Zheng's sleeping face through the gap.

Li Zheng slept with his head to his side, his right cheek tilted down slightly, because the inner double Li Zheng's eyelashes were downward, and there were traces of soft and slender black eyelashes exposed under the jade-like delicate eyelids. His nose was not The size is just right, his lips are thinner than the average person, and his mouth opens slightly because of his breathing. Maybe because of staying up late, the lip color looks a little pale.

Liang Zhe looked curiously at the gleaming thing on the right side of Li Zheng's mouth.

His eyes flickered, carefully raised his hand, and lightly touched the transparent substance at the corner of Li Zheng's mouth.

Gentle, and a bit wet.

Saliva?

Liang Zhe's hand froze in the air, his eyes fixed on the transparent substance of his nails, his eyes did not blink, until the transparent substance was slowly dried by the air, and he was no longer able to find a trace. Sigh, slowly put his hand back to the original place.

He felt as if he was getting hotter. Liang Zhe touched his forehead with his hand, and the finger that had been in contact with the transparent substance fell near his temple, causing the temperature of that piece to suddenly become hot.

Liang Zhe's eyes became more solemn, and he thought he was probably a little seriously ill.