After the inspection, the car slowly drove into the parking lot of the Back Mountain Nursing Home.

The group of four got out of the car, and this was the first time Han Lan and Xia Ningxuan came to the Houshan Nursing Home.

Whether it is the scenery or the air quality, it is one of the best in Yanjing.

Especially the green bamboo forest not far away at the foot of the mountain, it makes people feel very comfortable.

Even in Yanjing in October, due to large areas of vegetation, the temperature and humidity are much more comfortable than in metropolitan cities.

Most of the people who came and visited the elders like them, and some of the staff from nursing homes passed by.

At this time, the elderly were basically in their own courtyards.

Mr. Luo was drinking tea in the pavilion of the bamboo forest, and the group went to the bamboo forest under the guidance of the guards.

...

"Grandpa Luo." Seeing Mr. Luo sitting in the pavilion to make tea from a distance, Han Lan waved her hand sweetly.

Mr. Luo also saw them and greeted with a smile: "Xiaoxiaohan is here? Oh, Axuan is here too? Come and sit..."

"Hello Grandpa Luo." Xia Ningxuan also called politely.

Mr. Luo looked at the young couple and was as happy as seeing his grandchildren and daughter-in-law, and was greeted by them to taste the various pastries on the table.

"Uncle Luo, your health has become much stronger recently? Is this osmanthus cake so good?" Han Yiping also sat down with a smile.

"You little brat, you are as old as a grandpa, and you are still so old!" Mr. Luo laughed and asked him to make tea.

Xia Ningxuan naturally couldn't let Han Yiping make tea for them, so she took over the tea making work from Han Yiping very obediently.

Han Lan, who is also a junior, is already eating the second osmanthus cake.

It’s true that the pastries in the palace looked so exquisite, but they tasted differently from those sold in supermarkets.

The taste is very delicate and the taste is much better. At first glance, it is made of real ingredients.

Mr. Luo looked at him and shook his head and joked with Han Yiping: "It's a good thing that your family moved to Lin'an back then. Otherwise, if they stayed in Yanjing, this kid would definitely be a playboy."

"Hahaha……"

"Grandpa Luo, look at what you said. Which playboy is as well-behaved as me?"

"Hahaha……"

"By the way, Grandpa Luo, you didn't come to our wedding that day. We still owe you a cup of tea. Is this one for you today?" Han Lan smiled and picked up the tea cup with Xia Ningxuan.

Mr. Luo naturally smiled happily and took it happily.

Seeing that Han Lan had eaten most of the osmanthus cake on the table without realizing it, he asked the nursing staff next to him to help bring another plate.

In fact, he didn't eat much himself, it was too sweet, and the old man couldn't stand it. Today, he prepared these pastries because a young man was coming.

"Grandpa Luo, we have brought you a small gift today," Han Lan said, and got up and lifted up a box he had just brought over for Mr. Luo to take a look.

It looks like a small oven, and the packaging is obviously carefully packaged later, and it is impossible to tell what it contains.

"What's this?"

"A small ornament, a globe with holographic projection. One of our company's upcoming products will be brought here to try it out." Han Lan explained with a smile.

"Where is your company still making this thing?"

"Yes, a company I invested in before." Han Lan explained.

"Can you open it now? Open it and see the world for the old man?" Mr. Luo smiled.

"Of course, Grandpa Luo, please wait a moment."

Han Lan said, carefully opening the box, carrying out an instrument carved like crystal from it, putting it on the stone table. After turning on the machine, a holographic earth image that was shoulder-wide was projected above the instrument, and it was still rotating slowly.

Mr. Luo was also very interested in seeing it, and his first reaction was to find the location of China on it.

In fact, it is no different from ordinary globes. It is nothing more than a holographic projection that makes it a bit sci-fi.

Moreover, under daylight, the projection effect is not very good and looks very weak.

"Grandpa Luo, when you look back, you put it in the room as a small ornament. It can set the time to turn it on by yourself at night. At night, the effect will be much better than now. Then, in addition to the earth, it can also project the solar system and the Milky Way... and you can switch between several modes. And, it can be touched. If you scratch your hands on it, it will rotate and zoom in with both hands..." Han Lan introduced.

"It's pretty good, it's pretty good. This thing is used for astronomical demonstrations for primary school students, right?" Mr. Luo immediately thought of its purpose.

"Yes, this is indeed one of its uses. In addition, it is to sell it to some enthusiasts as ornaments or to change an animation for merchants to use as product exhibitions. It is an attempt to commercially use holographic projection technology. After all, the volume and weight are still too large and too heavy. There is still a long way to go before it is truly comprehensive commercial use. It is a little bit to be able to recycle a little R&D cost now." Han Lan smiled.

Mr. Luo nodded: "I really didn't expect that you who are in the entertainment industry are still willing to mess with technology. It's good, good, technology is the primary productivity."

"Hahaha, yes, Grandpa Luo. Our company is also counting on holographic projection and virtual reality technology to mature early, whether it is movies or games, we are waiting for it. At that time, we can rely on these technical reserves to lead others by taking advantage of our technology reserves!"

"You kid thinks a lot and dares to think too, hahaha... But, you have to stabilize this cultural industry first. This is your main battlefield!" Mr. Luo reminded.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Luo, our main energy is still here." Han Lan smiled and asked again: "Grandpa Luo, why don't you give me guidance?"

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"Hey, how can I understand these things, old man?" Mr. Luo waved his hand with a smile.

"You are knowledgeable, so just give me some advice." Han Lan smiled, hoping to ask some useful information from the old man.

Mr. Luo glanced at him, took a sip of tea, drew a circle on his globe with his fingers, smiling without saying a word.

Han Lan and others looked at the circle he drew, which was almost the current scope of the Asian League.

What's the meaning?

Han Lan and Han Yiping looked at each other. Han Yiping seemed to understand and said calmly, "The car is on the same track..."

The same text for the book?

Han Lan was stunned for a moment and quickly lowered her head to eat his osmanthus cake.

Good guy, this circle is too big!

However, it did point him out the future.

This circle is the future trend.

If the Tomahawk Group wants to develop, it must take the initiative to get on the bus and contribute.
Chapter completed!