War
Huang Zhongqian's office.
According to the frontline report previously sent back by Xiao Zhang, Song Yize was not found in the office building of Weishen Technology.
However, the observant Xiao Zhang noticed something amiss.
He observed that a robot would often walk around the office building, seemingly an employee, but the frequency and occasions of its appearance suggested that it was a newly purchased piece of equipment being trained on various basic functions.
Xiao Zhang didn't explain much about the robot, but what interested Huang Zhongqian more was the photo Xiao Zhang sent.
When I was listening to the explanation of the company's infrastructure construction at the site, I happened to see a group photo from the company's opening ceremony. The photo showed the entire board of directors at the time. However, judging from the photo sent by Xiao Zhang, most of the people in that photo are not listed on the wall displaying the company's key personnel, and even the chairman himself is not shown.
This inevitably raises suspicions.
Despite being a newly established company, not only have all the key internal members been replaced, but even the chairman himself is acting very mysteriously.
This raises even more questions about how the company managed to acquire the entire building in that prime location when it was first established.
On one hand, there is suspicious corporate information related to Song Yize's disappearance; on the other hand, there are dangerous signs that their own people are being targeted.
Huang Zhongqian stared at the slow-moving progress bar, sinking into a deep sense of worry.
Picking up his phone, he sent a message to Xiao Zhang: "Check the past profiles of all the managers in this company. See if there's anything suspicious."
After sending the message, I looked at the chat box and typed a few more words, "Be careful in everything."
Holding his phone, Huang Zhong paced back and forth in the room, pondering the matter. Finally, he went to the place where Fan Siwen was being held.
"Oh, a rare guest." Fan Siwen whistled as he watched the man walk in, not even glancing at him directly.
Are you settling in well here?
Fan Siwen ignored him.
The elder picked up a chair and sat down, looking at the person lying there. "What do you think is the most important thing we need to do right now?"
Huang Zhongqian patiently asked the man for his opinion.
In return, he received a big eye roll and a reply: "I don't know."
“Okay,” Huang Zhongqian stood up, patted his clothes, “Then I’ll ask you again when you’re ready.”
Before the old man could even move, Fan Siwen had already spoken.
"Let me go, and I'll tell you."
The old man didn't seem to be in a hurry. "Then I'll wait a little longer."
"Hey, you can wait, but Song Yize can't!"
Seeing the man shout, Huang Zhongqian sat down again. "Then tell me your opinion."
The person looked as if they had been slapped in the face, and seemed quite aggrieved.
"I have to get back to Song Yize right now; he needs me the most right now."
"Oh, really?" The elder picked up on the young man's words, but seemed not to have fully grasped them. "As far as I know, he can't even trust you now."
“How could that be! When I see him, I’ll tell him everything. I don’t believe he’ll still have a grudge against me.”
"So, does that mean there's a rift between us?"
"Isn't that obviously a rhetorical question you already know the answer to?" The young man gave him a cold look.
The elder didn't react much, only asking calmly, "In your opinion, if you were given the power, what would be the first thing you would choose to do?"
Fan Siwen thought for a moment, "I'll shoot that culprit first."
The elder didn't laugh at him, but simply nodded. "That's not a bad idea. Why don't you tell me about this person, and I'll exercise this right for you."
Fan Siwen thought the man was joking with her, but looking into his eyes, she could see that he was very serious.
I couldn't help but ask again, "Are you serious?"
Every sentence counts.
Fan Siwen pondered how he could both eliminate the key figure and test the person's credibility.
After much deliberation, he finally provided the elder with a name.
After returning from Fan Siwen's place, Huang Zhongqian seemed preoccupied.
Although he agreed to Fan Siwen's request in person, the underlying interests made it difficult for him to take action against this person.
Putting everything else aside, it's difficult to control the power of his subordinates, let alone take action against him.
After much deliberation, Huang Zhongqian finally decided to use their methods against them: first, cut off the manpower around him, leaving him without capable people to do things for the time being, and then make long-term plans for the rest.
He knew this man was a high-ranking official with a great reputation, but Fan Siwen had only provided him with a small fry. Given his personality, he still didn't believe that he could manipulate such a big matter.
However, once the other side's people are targeted, they should already know what's going on. This battle has essentially begun without gunfire.
Ultimately, it's impossible to say who will emerge victorious.
The people in the cave at the bottom of the mountain are all worried about Fan Siwen's situation. If his actions are treated as defection and punished, the outcome will likely be unfavorable.
They may never see each other again.
While Mo Yang appeared to be diligently conducting his experimental research, he was actually weighing the pros and cons of Fan Siwen's bet.
Logically, he should be recalled by Huang Zhongqian for investigation.
If it falls into Huang Zhongqian's hands, it wouldn't be difficult for Fan Siwen, with his eloquence and courage, to have a debate with him.
The difficulty lies in Fan Siwen's temperament. If he truly has a reasonable and legitimate reason, then that's another matter.
But if it's not there, then it's hard to say.
In Huang Zhongqian's eyes, this project is more important than anything else, and he will never tolerate anyone who might cause the project to fail before it can achieve its goals.
Mo Yang's chances of winning against Fan Siwen are slim. Even if his family intervenes to mediate, he will still face punishment.
What Fan Siwen brought back was nothing to Yu Moyang, but some of the things were considered top-notch gifts by the two young people.
For the past few days, the two of them have been praising the food in its plastic packaging, which can be considered as fulfilling Fan Siwen's wish to improve everyone's meals.
Looking at the dried braised duck necks, heads, and intestines that had been sitting in front of him for several days, Mo Yang felt that these things couldn't be stored any longer and decided to put them into a garbage disposal unit for processing.
Not knowing where it had been placed, just as Mo Yang was gathering these things together to throw them in, a small ball made of crumpled paper fell from his hand.
Upon seeing this, Mo Yang immediately picked it up and stuffed it into his pocket.
Hurriedly returning to his dormitory, Mo Yang opened the note in his hand, and saw that it clearly read: "Fan Siwen from the future world".
Mo Yang's eyes widened in surprise.
He knew this was a powerful clue that Fan Siwen was giving him: if they were to meet again, he would tell him about it; if they were not—no, that wasn't an option—he had to meet with Fan Siwen.
At this moment, Mo Yang suddenly felt a surge of motivation. If the future world could be connected to this world, then he could find a way to return from the future world. At the very least, even if Fan Siwen came to this world in the future, he wouldn't be alone.
His preferred outcome is a connection between the two worlds, allowing him to utilize future technologies in this world and ensure his safety while making smooth progress.
Everything about Fan Siwen's future is still just speculation, but at least for now, after seeing these words, he no longer feels as lonely as before.
Furthermore, at this moment, he also had even higher expectations for Fan Siwen's victory over Huang Zhong.
He was like someone solving a puzzle, and the answer to that puzzle gave him even more motivation to collect information.
Late at night is often the most intriguing time. In the past, Fan Siwen would have been enjoying a great time playing games, but now, he was sitting in his small room, staring blankly at the wall.
"Fan Siwen, you have lost."
"Fan Siwen, are you sure you can handle this?"
"Fan Siwen, you lost this time so badly. This must have been a trap set by Uncle Li and his father. He just walked right into it. That must be it."
Fan Siwen was idly swatting at the shadows of gophers on the wall.
At this moment, he was still making some unplanned schemes in his mind.
Now that he has a safety net, no matter what happens next, the old man will guarantee his safety. So, the next step is for him to take action against the person who put Song Yize in a disadvantageous position.
The thought of having an undercover agent in their base made Fan Siwen restless; he wished he could teleport back to the group.
If you can't protect Song Yize, you can at least protect the safety of the entire group.
With that in mind, Fan Siwen started knocking on doors endlessly again.
"Let me out, let me out... Hey, let me out... I need to get out... Is anyone there...?"
In an office.
"Something terrible has happened, something terrible has happened..."
A young soldier ran into Qin Luhan's office, which caused Qin Luhan to curse him out.
"Someone died, why the rush?"
Qin Luhan's cursing did not deter the man who rushed in, shouting, "Deputy Director Liu has been taken away."
Upon hearing Deputy Director Liu's name, the person who had been leisurely reclining in his chair suddenly stood up. "Who took him away!"
“Zhang... Zhang Lianhao’s men.”
"What? How dare he..."
Sensing something was wrong, he sent the person away and immediately called Ping Gongguang.
"He just came up and took them away without giving us a chance to ask any questions. What are we going to do?!"
"What's the panic? You look like you've never seen anything like this before. Even if he takes the person away, he won't dare to touch him. What reason could he possibly have?"
"But I only have this one capable person down here. If he won't let me go, how am I supposed to get the work done!"
"Without him, you'd be helpless. How did you build this team over the years?"
"To be honest, they're all gigolos."
"Oh, you, what can I say to you? Okay, I understand. I'll get them to release the person as soon as possible."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Luhan couldn't sit still in his office and rushed out.
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