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In the dream, he returned to the past and the green years in the ivory tower of the university.

At that time, Zhong He was young, handsome, strong, and had excellent academic performance and liked sports. He was full of yearning for the future, full of passion for life, and determined to do something to do.

At that time, he ate well and slept soundly. He lay on the bed and his head was stained with a pillow. He could fall asleep in a deep sleep for up to 5 minutes. Then he woke up until dawn, his spirit was full of vitality.

But after graduation, he entered society to work hard, and such carefree time was gone forever. The intrigues in the shopping mall, the intrigue between people, and the invisible and heavy pressure squeezed his body and spirit bit by bit.

Although the past dreams are realized step by step, although the business is getting bigger and bigger, although the deposit numbers in the bank account are rising, and although they have enjoyed the prosperity of the world...

However, he could never go back to the past.

Many years ago, Zhong He's business was just starting, and he took on a very important processing business. In order to ensure that the shipment time does not breach the contract, he ate and lived with the workers in the factory for more than ten days, and slept and rested for no more than three hours a day.

In the end, the business was very successful, but he also suffered from insomnia and anxiety.

Although he had been to a large hospital for treatment and had taken a lot of medicine, Zhong He was getting worse and worse.

He often couldn't sleep all night, and taking sleeping pills was ineffective. His mental pressure was getting stronger and stronger. He was less than fifty years old and was almost as haggard as a person in his sixties.

When he was tortured by insomnia and anxiety, he would involuntarily think, would he be willing to give up everything he has now and return to the poor and happy self?

The answer is extremely yes, that is, willing, unparalleled willing!

And this wish seemed to have come true. Zhong He never felt that his condition was so good. He returned to the campus, walked through the long Lin ** and walked into the classroom. He accidentally saw her floating in her long skirt...

"Brother Zhong He!"

Just as Zhong He couldn't control his inner impulse and wanted to run over, suddenly someone patted his shoulder gently and called in his ear: "Wake up!"

Zhong He woke up instantly.

He opened his eyes and saw Shen Haoran standing in front of him at a glance. He blurted out: "Brother Shen, why are you in the classroom of my school?"

Zhong He and Shen Haoran have been friends for many years and have always been called brothers.

But as soon as he said that he immediately felt something was wrong. He twisted his neck and looked around, and his face turned red.

This is not a university classroom. He has not changed back to his former self. He is still in the inner hall of Donghu Mansion, surrounded by members of the association who came to participate in the collection exchange meeting.

Everyone looked at him with strange looks.

Zhong He was quite embarrassed and coughed and said, "Cough, I'm..."

The next moment he was stunned - what's wrong with me?

Shen Haoran said, "Brother Zhong He, you just tried on Mr. Jiang's ring and sat here and fell asleep."

Zhong He subconsciously looked at the ring he wore on his left little finger, and his previous memories instantly came to his mind.

His head exploded with a "boom".

Who doesn't want a real good thing?

"Everyone!"

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Shen Haoran quickly stood up to mediate: "Should we listen to the master's thoughts and opinions first?"

The "master" he is talking about is of course not himself, but the real master of the Sun Ring - Jiang Hailiu!

To be honest, Shen Haoran has participated in many collection exchange meetings, and has never seen a group of old guys with a net worth of billions tear up something like this.

That is, the thing about the peace of mind ring is too fantasy!

For a moment just now, Shen Haoran wondered if Zhong He was singing a double act with Jiang Hailiu.

But this idea is too absurd.

Under Shen Haoran's reminder, everyone's attention finally returned to Jiang Hailiu, and his eyes stared at him.

No matter what others tear their fingers into to calm their minds, Jiang Hailiu has always been calm and tasted champagne as leisurely as if he was an outsider.

Until now, everyone has set his sights on him again, and he said calmly: "I just said that I will replace my ring with a two-legged tripod ancient alchemy furnace. It is okay if my feet do not have three feet, but it must be the real one!"

The ancient alchemy furnace can be big and small in size. The large furnace can refine hundreds of elixirs at a time, weighing thousands of pounds, and the small ones can be taken away directly if stuffed into the backpack.

Generally speaking, the larger the alchemy furnace, the more tripods, the more can reach up to nine feet.

The river and sea current does not need to be that big, both feet or three feet are enough.

The proven efficacy of the calming ring is very popular and too popular, so what should I do?

It's very simple. Whoever can come up with the ancient alchemy furnace that satisfies Jiang Hailiu is his.

As soon as Jiang Hailiu finished speaking, many people's eyes turned at the same time and fell on a man who was as fat as Maitreya Buddha in the crowd.

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