In fact, the relationship between friends is just like that between lovers. It is always wonderful every minute at the beginning, and everyone thinks that the enthusiasm will never fade.

But as we went through some things together and had some conflicts, we always became more and more tired.

In the end, we slowly went our separate ways.

"Brother Chu, this is 70 million, I'm transferring it to you."

Hou Guanjun used his personal computer to complete the transfer.

After the transfer, he was silent for a moment, then said softly, "You don't have to pay this money back. It can be considered... a public relations fee."

He is a sensible man.

The problem at hand has two core elements.

One is Jiang Tianrui, representing the will behind it.

One is Chu Yao, representing the core technology.

If Chu Yao really completely sides with Jiang Tianrui, things will become extremely bad, so using money to prove sincerity and gain favor is not unacceptable.

After all... we're just half friends.

If it was a whole, Hou Guanjun felt that he might give more.

"Keep the account."

Chu Yao glanced at him and waved his hand.

This amount of money may seem like a lot now, but judging from my current level of cultivation and future expectations, it will not mean much in the future.

What you owe must be repaid.

"That's boring, you know what I mean."

Hou Guanjun was a little anxious.

Chu Yao smiled and patted his shoulder.

"That's what's interesting. In fact, money isn't a problem at all."

"Also, I need you to do me a favor. I need to find a safe and sturdy place to research a new technique. Yes, the one that uses the same technical principles as the psychic cannon."

"Of course, you don't have to help."

Chu Yao said everything openly.

Hou Guanjun also understood what he meant instantly.

Chu Yao doesn't owe anyone a favor in terms of a specific amount of money.

But he owed himself a favor when it came to finding a place.

However, what Chu Yao is researching is likely to compete with the technology of the psychic cannon.

Hou Guanjun was silent for a moment and took a deep breath.

He nodded.

"Okay, I'll help you find it. Is there anything else you need?"

Since the competitive landscape is inevitable.

Then you only have two choices.

One is to kill Chu Yao, put an end to it once and for all, and settle this matter.

But this is impossible.

My strength doesn’t allow it, my background doesn’t allow it, and my emotions don’t allow it.

Second, it is to completely befriend Chu Yao.

Even if he really figures it out, he can still use investment or acquisition as a means of development.

It's just a matter of paying money.

To borrow Chu Yao's words, any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

If Chu Yao can really upgrade the power of the psychic cannon, the military will ultimately have to pay for it.

"There's nothing else we need. We need to find a place as soon as possible, preferably now."

Chu Yao couldn't wait any longer.

"good."

"I'll take you there now."

Hou Guanjun suddenly realized that asking him to help find a place was a signal released by Chu Yao himself.

He wanted me to help him find a place in the capital city where he could fight against, or at least avoid, Jiang Tianrui's influence.

Thinking of this, Hou Guanjun restarted the car and drove wildly in the night. Less than ten minutes later, he arrived in front of a tall building.

The building, at least 500 meters high, is located in the core area of ​​the city and is within walking distance of the watchtower.

The name of the building is - Psychic Building.

"This is the factory's Northern Frontier headquarters."

"There is a top-level laboratory inside, capable of withstanding an attack equivalent to the full force of ten eighth-level experts."

Hou Guanjun introduced them and then took Chu Yao in.

It's night time now, but the whole building is brightly lit.

People were coming and going in the public office area at a very fast pace, as if they were at a war.

Each of the machines, which appear to be extremely sophisticated, operates silently, full of the beauty of technology.

At this moment, a warning thought suddenly popped up in Chu Yao's mind.

Is Hou Guanjun trying to kill himself here?

Theoretically, it is entirely possible.

However, from the perspective of cost and benefit, it is highly unlikely.

In fact, all class struggles, interest struggles and even armed struggles are not the most critical in this overall situation.

The most crucial thing is the political struggle.

To be more precise, it is a political struggle to gain the "correct right to speak".

If he really died here, the Hou family and the interest groups represented by them would undoubtedly have violated the bottom line of some kind of struggle.

Even if he could withstand Jiang Tianrui's attack, he would definitely not be able to withstand the higher-level liquidation.

The military is a behemoth that can never be controlled by the will of one person.

Even one military god can’t do it, you need ten.

Thinking about this, Chu Yao gained some more insights into the struggles among the upper echelons.

Under the guidance of Hou Guanjun, he applied for an authorization card and walked into an office.

The empty office is very large, with a light blue light shield in the middle, giving it a sci-fi feel.

Hou Guanjun demonstrated the correct way to enter. After swiping the permission card, he also needed four verifications: fingerprint, iris, password for the day, and brain wave test.

The possibility of leaks is completely eliminated at the institutional level.

"Welcome to the Skylab."

He made an inviting gesture.

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