After a few pleasantries, Pan Han ate a few bites of food and sent Erqiu and his family back.
When he came back, he found the situation in the house was quite tense.
Mom and Dad sat on the sofa, looking at Pan Han with serious faces.
"What's wrong, Mom and Dad?" Pan Han asked puzzledly.
"Who on earth do you know? Who can go to northern Myanmar to rescue people and use a private plane to send them back!" Dad spoke first.
Even though my dad doesn't have much status at home, when it comes to big things, men still have to take charge.
"Uh!" Pan Han didn't know how to answer the question.
His current abilities are far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
If he wanted to, he could buy the entire county tomorrow.
"I am working for the country now, but all the matters are confidential. I can't tell you." Pan Han's mind was working fast, and he came up with a very good reason!
There are many departments in Longguo, and the nature of their work involves absolute confidentiality, which cannot be told to family members.
Ordinary people have heard of this to some extent, so it is easier to deceive them with this reason.
"Ah? You kid, are you drunk? What ability do you have to serve the country?" Pan Han's mother jumped up at that time. How could she not know what her own son's ability was?
Just six months after graduating from university, he was already being requisitioned by the government? And to a confidential department! It doesn't sound very credible!
"Mom and Dad, stop asking! If I tell, I'll be taken away in less than ten minutes. I'm serious, not joking at all." Pan Han used his best acting skills and said solemnly.
"Have you developed controlled nuclear fusion?" Pan Han's father couldn't bear to give up and asked one last question.
"Dad, I can only say that this skill is not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"
"Oh my god." Dad searched his mind and the only technology that could enable controlled nuclear fusion was the Dyson sphere.
"You two, just pretend you don't know about this and don't tell anyone. Otherwise you won't be able to see me again." Pan Han could only coax and lie to get away with it quickly.
Seeing him say this, his parents could only stop asking questions and hide in the house, muttering to themselves.
Pan Han was happy to have some free time. He picked up his dedicated mobile phone and sent an order to Ouyang Cong: "Prepare 400,000 cans of luncheon meat and send them to the designated warehouse in Kyoto."
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