There were seven or eight young men and women sitting in the small hall, two or three chatting. Hu Zhengming was not among them. Lin Dong glanced at him and found that he was calling at the window. When he saw Lin Dong appear, he gestured to him to sit down.

Lin Dong walked to the sofa next to him and sat down. The eyes of the people around him immediately turned to him.

A big boy in his twenties leaned forward, stared at Lin Dong and asked, "Your name is Lin Dong? I heard you understand the car?"

This man was wearing a leather jacket, with an average appearance, but his hair was dyed silver and earrings on his ears, and he was very powerful.

Lin Dong was not moved and said calmly: "I understand a little."

"Do you know the liquid nitrogen accelerator?"

"Liquid nitrogen accelerator?" Lin Dong asked back, and a string of information flashed quickly in his mind.

The boy heard Lin Dong's question back and thought he didn't know, and there was a hint of contempt in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Dong shook his head and said, "You should be talking about a liquid nitrogen supercharger. This thing is said to be liquid nitrogen, but it is actually nitrous oxide, which is laughing gas. Add it to the engine and decompose it into nitrogen and oxygen to fuel and boost the engine's power. As for the specific reaction process, I don't need to explain it to you, right?"

Lin Dong thought to himself, could it be here to test me?

The big boy originally wanted to curry Lin Dong. After all, Lin Dong was dressed in ordinary clothes. Although the welcome guests at the door did not use their clothes to pick people, these people had this idea. The clothes were street stall goods. How could they understand cars and other things as Hu Zhengming said?

"Then do you know that my car uses this thing, why doesn't it spit out of fire like in movies and TV shows?" The boy did not ask Lin Dong, lost face, saw the girls on both sides curled their lips, and immediately raised the real question in his heart.

This question is not only his doubts, but also stumps many people. He believes that if Lin Dong really saw the knowledge in the book, he would definitely not understand this. After all, with Lin Dong's current clothes, it should be impossible to get in touch with sports cars worth more than millions.

"Breaking fire?" Lin Dong laughed in silence, "You believe those things made in film and television programs to create effects? If your car really breaches fire, then you are in danger!"

"Impossible?" The boy was a little disbelief, "I clearly saw it..."

"Deng Long, just believe him!" Hu Zhengming happened to call and interrupted: "Don't you really think he is the theoretical knowledge in your mind and has no practical experience, right? Let me tell you, the person in front of you has earned millions in less than half a month! We all counted, although millions are not a big money, which one of them earned it himself?"

Hu Zhengming's words immediately changed these people's views on Lin Dong and their eyes became complicated.

Lin Dong frowned slightly. Although his own wealth was not really confidential, Hu Zhengming said it all at once, which still made him a little unhappy. Could it be that Hu Zhengming investigated him?

Hu Zhengming seemed to guess Lin Dong’s idea and explained with a smile: “After you saved the money that day, I happened to go to the bank to transfer money. I happened to know the bank manager and I heard it casually. Don’t mind, since you collaborated with Professor Zheng on the battery project, the news of your money may not be hidden from others.”

Lin Dong nodded. This reason is appropriate, and it is unhappy to have a fight with the school. It would be strange if the school can keep it secret for him!

"Okay, since you're here, let's enjoy it first." Hu Zhengming clapped his hands, "I ordered French foie gras and Russian caviar, and tried it together with French red wine!"

Lin Dong frowned slightly. Hu Zhengming noticed it and asked in confusion: "What? It doesn't suit your taste?"

Lin Dong was about to speak when a girl next to him curled her lips and said sarcastically: "I'm afraid I haven't eaten it before, so I don't know how to eat it?"

The three or four people around the girl heard this and started to laugh. Obviously, this girl should be the central figure among these people.

The girl's identity is obviously quite special, so Hu Zhengming couldn't openly scold her, and tried to smooth things over: "How is it possible? Maybe it's because she can't get used to it?"

Lin Dong seemed to be unable to hear the girl's sarcasm, shook his head and explained: "Forget gras, I have no appetite when I think about how it was formed. As for caviar, it is indeed a good thing, but caviar is originally a Russian thing, and it's okay to use vodka. If it is served with French wine, I'm afraid it won't be able to suppress the fishy smell..."

The girl Lin Dong saw at the door curiously replied: "What does it mean, isn't foie gras normal to grow in the goose's belly?"

Lin Dong shook his head: "It's right that it grows from the goose's belly, but it doesn't grow normally. In order to make the foie gras more plump, the breeder will stuff the food directly into the goose's belly, let the goose eat food that is several times more than the amount of food every day, and will not let it exercise. In this way, the foie gras grows will have more fat and taste good... In fact, it is what we often call fatty liver!"

"vomit--!"

Lin Dong said it very calmly, but his tone was a little description. Several girls immediately entered it, especially those who had seen fatty liver. I could not stand it if I imagined it.

Hu Zhengming smiled bitterly: "When you say this, how can you still have appetite? Forget it, forget about foie gras, add a bottle of vodka!"

The waiter who had just come in with something nodded, put down the thing and was about to go out again, but the girl who spoke sarcastically said loudly: "Stay foie gras, I want to eat it!"

No one refuted it, but the faces of two girls were even more ugly.

Hu Zhengming sat next to Lin Dong and whispered: "This girl is named Ye Qiong. The old man in her family is a ministerial cadre. She is used to being arrogant. You give in!"

Lin Dong nodded with a smile. How could he have seen a spoiled girl?

The caviar came up with buckwheat round cakes. Then the vodka was opened. The other people sat around but didn't move.

Hu Zhengming was about to take action, but Ye Qiong pulled him. Lin Dong seemed to have not seen her little movements, and ignored the eyes of others. He slightly "skilledly" smear on the small round cake, bite it, letting the roe explode on the tip of his tongue, a faint fishy smell filled his mouth with the delicious taste. He poured himself a cup of vodka while chewing, and took a sip after eating. Sure enough, the strange and special taste suddenly reached his mind. Lin Dong nodded with a smile, very satisfied!

The boy who asked Lin Dong's engine immediately learned Lin Dong's movements and started eating. After feeling the strange taste, he was very excited!

Could it be that this kid is really just low-key and actually knows everything?

Others had the same way of eating, and some learned from Lin Dong, and the small hall suddenly became lively.

More and more people talked to Lin Dong, which made Ye Qiong frown involuntarily, and even the foie gras that he originally liked lost its taste.
Chapter completed!