In the small window, Zhu Jianrui was pinned to the ground and handcuffed by a group of soldiers.
He struggled and shouted, "Dad, uncle, please save me!"
But unfortunately, Gong Xuanlin had no way to save him because he was also handcuffed by the soldiers and shown an arrest warrant.
Gong Xuanqi was a cautious person, never saying things he shouldn't say in public. He was also very careful with his words when sending text messages and emails, never letting anyone catch him. He never got involved in shady matters, always letting his subordinates help him do it, so he was safe for the time being.
He repeatedly checked the arrest warrant, took out his mobile phone and called the relevant leaders, but found that there was no room for maneuver and could only wave his hand and give up.
Zhu Jianrui could very well be sentenced to life imprisonment for the crime of hacking into national defense systems alone, even though he was only fourteen years old. His harm to society far exceeded that of terrorists. In fact, the hacker army he assembled was a rebellious army.
Gong Xuanlin's crimes are not light, including stealing state secrets, stealing commercial secrets, killing people to silence them, and tax evasion... If the court accepts these evidences, he will most likely be sentenced to death.
If the news were to get out, Gong Xuanqi's political future would be completely ruined. This would be a calamity for their family.
I never expected a small divorce case to cause so many lawsuits! I never expected a powerless orphan to possess such terrifying power! Wrong, this move was completely wrong!
Gong Xuanqi slumped down in the chair.
Gong Xuanlin and Zhu Jianrui were taken away amid their constant resistance and shouting.
Seeing this, Zhuang Li closed the window and curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction.
7480 kept asking in his mind: "Is Zhu Jianrui finished like this? He was arrested? Game over?"
"What? You don't think it's satisfying enough?" Zhuang Li's chuckle was more evil than the devil.
"No, it's very enjoyable." 7480's tone was as if he had eaten shit.
Then it muttered, "Master, you're too quick to act! You won't get the pleasure of revenge this way. Why don't you wait until Zhu Jianrui reaches the pinnacle of his life before pushing him down? Falling from the highest point, he'd be even more miserable than he is now, wouldn't he?"
Having said that, when Zhu Jianrui really reaches the peak of his life, it is unknown whether the host can push him down.
7480 wanted to buy some more time for Zhu Jianrui. After all, he was the son of destiny appointed by the Lord God, and he was going to compete with Le Zhengming.
Now that the arena has been set, and the two sides haven't officially started fighting, Zhu Jianrui's hands and feet have been chopped off by the host. The development of the matter has completely deviated from the script written by the main god. How to play 7480?
Zhuang Li was amused by its words. He picked up an egg on the counter and asked, "Did you see it?"
"Look, I see it. Any questions?" 7480 was very afraid that the host would ask questions in an interested tone.
Zhuang Li held the egg high and then let go.
With a snap, the egg fell to the ground and shattered, and the sticky egg white and yolk splashed all over the floor.
7480: ???
Le Zhengming looked at the little curly-haired boy and said helplessly, "Why are you throwing eggs for no reason? Stand away, I'll come and clean it up later." Although he said the words of reproach, there was a smile and deep doting in his eyes.
Zhuang Li obediently stood a little further away, picked up another egg, and said with a smile, "System, take another look at this."
He put his fingers together and tried to crush the egg, but failed.
7480: ???
Zhuang Li tried many times, pinching his cheeks until they turned red, but he still couldn't break the egg. This body lacked exercise and had very little strength. Of course, Zhuang Li himself was not a person with superb fighting skills.
His performance was a flop!
7480: "...Master, what exactly do you want to say?"
It was Le Zhengming who first guessed what Curly was thinking. He took the stubborn egg from his hand and crushed it with ease.
With a light snap, the egg liquid splashed everywhere, and then the eggshells that were broken into powder were thrown into the trash can by Le Zhengming.
He asked helplessly again: "Why did you crush this egg for no reason?" Although he said that, he did not stop his naughty child at all, but went to help him personally.
There is no limit to his pampering and indulgence of little Curly.
The embarrassment on Zhuang Li's face disappeared in an instant. He smiled and asked Le Zhengming, "Tell me, is it more satisfying to lift the egg high up and throw it on the ground, or to hold it in your palm and easily crush it?"
Le Zhengming rinsed his hands under the faucet and said without hesitation, "Of course it feels better to crush them easily. You've been under a lot of pressure lately, do you want to relieve it this way?"
He felt like he understood Curly's way of thinking, so he took out another egg and put it into Curly's hand. His large, calloused, bronze hand wrapped around his fair, slender hand and whispered softly, "I'll help you."
He closed his fingers, intertwined them with Curly's, and together they crushed the egg. The egg white and yolk coated their palms, releasing a thick, sticky atmosphere.
Zhuang Li's breathing quickened a bit, and he said with a smile, "It really feels good."
Le Zhengming took his hand under the faucet, cleaned it carefully, and comforted him, "Don't be too stressed. Power and status are not the most important to me. We just need to do our best, regardless of victory or defeat."
"Okay." Zhuang Li nodded in agreement, but his voice was hoarse.
This person's gentleness is like air, omnipresent; it is also like drugs, addictive.
"The noodles are ready. I'll serve them. You go sit outside in the restaurant." Le Zhengming wiped his wet hands and gently rubbed the little curly-haired boy's head.
The rebellious Zhuang Li behaved like a child in front of him. As soon as he sat down outside, he said coldly in his heart, "System, do you understand now? In my eyes, Zhu Jianrui is just an egg. Instead of praising him high and smashing him, I prefer to crush him right where he is.
"You don't have a body, so you can't experience that feeling. The crackling sound of the eggshell breaking is transmitted through the vibrations of the air and the tactile nerves in your palms, resonating in your brain. It's so crisp, so pleasant, and so pleasing to the body and mind. Even better, the sticky yolk and egg white produce a warm feeling when gently twisted between your fingertips, like blood.
"Finally, you can just throw the broken eggshells in the trash. They lie among the food scraps like bones among the rubble. It's a triple delight for the senses of hearing, touch, and sight."
Zhuang Li narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, as if he was savoring something.
7480: “…”
Damn, the host is too perverted!
7480 really hated it! When the host flopped down just now, it failed to react in time and missed the opportunity to laugh at the host.
Now, it simply didn't have the guts to mock him. Because it knew the host's metaphor wasn't about showing off; he simply thought crushing Zhu Jianrui was more fun and satisfying. That kind of mentality was terrifying!
Since he couldn't afford to offend, 7480 had to play dead.
Le Zhengming came out of the kitchen carrying two bowls of steaming noodles and a plate of cold vegetables.
"Eat." He said softly.
Zhuang Li picked up his chopsticks and took a few puffs. Then he looked up and asked curiously, "I want you to crush all the eggs in the kitchen. Will you do it?"
Le Zhengming was stunned for a moment before he said, "Damn. There are only ten eggs left. Is that enough? I'll ask Xiao Jin to send a few more boxes over." As he spoke, he picked up his cell phone and called the driver.
Zhuang Li quickly suppressed his hand, smiled and shook his head: "I was just kidding you."
Le Zhengming held his hand and comforted him again: "Don't feel pressured. If I lose the election, I will retire. It's no big deal."
How can retiring at just thirty-four be no big deal?
Zhuang Li tightened his grip on his hand and asked in an ambiguous tone, "You do whatever I tell you to do. Why are you so obedient?"
Le Zhengming stared at their tightly clasped hands, his brows furrowed, his expression serious, his ears quietly turning red. He didn't know how to answer this question without appearing too eager.
Zhuang Li chuckled again, a sly arc forming on her red lips: "Do you like me?"
Le Zhengming's brain exploded.
Zhuang Li seemed to think that this stimulation was not big enough, and asked again: "If I let you kiss me, will you do it?"
Le Zhengming blinked repeatedly, totally unable to believe what he heard.
"You don't want to? Forget it." Zhuang Li tried to pull his hand back.
At this moment, Le Zhengming pulled him hard, held him in his arms, pressed his lips and kissed him hard. One hand first tentatively inserted into his fluffy and soft hair, stroked it back and forth, and then pressed the back of his head against him.
Le Zhengming was afraid: afraid that everything he had heard was an illusion; also afraid that this playful, unpredictable man would change his mind. Some words had already been spoken, and he couldn't let them take them back.
After a full five minutes, Zhuang Li wiped his swollen lips and pulled out from Le Zhengming's tight arms.
"It seems that you really like me." He smiled like a little devil, without any disgust in his eyes, only the pleasure of being satisfied.
Le Zhengming observed his expression carefully, then breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhuang Li picked up his chopsticks and continued eating noodles, saying casually, "There's something I've wanted to say to you for a long time. I like you, too."
Le Zhengming's head exploded again after he had just woken up.
Seeing his blank expression, Zhuang Li walked over playfully and kissed him on the mouth.
Le Zhengming immediately hugged him tightly and deepened the kiss.
The silhouettes of the two people slowly merged together, becoming inseparable.
Witnessing all this, 7480 gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly: "Bah, you bastards! If I could connect to the outside world, I would definitely expose you!"
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Those who are favored by the Lord God are not so easy to bring down.
Zhu Jianrui and Gong Xuanlin were quickly acquitted, and the military not only dropped the charges against them but also suppressed the scandal. The manufacturer of the spy processor and several other hackers took the blame, and the case was inexplicably closed.
Gong Xuanqi's reputation remained intact, but he lost his most valuable bargaining chip. He handed over the defense report that Zhu Jianrui had stolen from the United States to the military in exchange for the freedom of his brother and nephew.
To him, the national defense report was a dead thing, and it was not a pity to lose it. As long as his nephew was still alive, he could get as many national defense reports as he wanted in the future. Talent and technology were priceless treasures.
The military also admired Zhu Jianrui's abilities and recruited him into the electronic information force without Le Zhengming's consent, making him a non-staff soldier.
It seems that the reformists are not united either, just as some conservatives secretly support Le Zhengming.
The game ends here.
Although Zhu Jianrui was unharmed, he was implanted with a chip and was under constant military surveillance. He could only access the computer with the military's permission.
Gong Xuanlin was forced to withdraw from the management of Gong Group and transfer 20% of his shares to the military.
Gong's group was in the energy business, with annual profits reaching billions. Because of this, Le Zhengming's campaign funds suddenly became abundant.
When the military reported the news to him, and everyone thought he would be furious, he just smiled and was in a better mood than ever.
The major general in charge of contacting him wondered anxiously, "What's going on? General Le Zheng isn't angry at all for being held back by his own people? This isn't his style!"
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