Chapter 140 Zhao Bowen I fuck your mother
Oh shit.
I fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!
Bai Yang jumped up from the chair, raised his hands, not knowing what to do. The news was so shocking that his brain became stiff and unable to work. After a few seconds, he raised his hand and pressed his forehead to calm himself down. He took a deep breath and told himself not to be too happy too soon.
Bai Yang immediately searched the Internet for the exact picture of the new manned spacecraft's return capsule and showed it to the other party. He confirmed it twice more and then asked the other party to change the call mode to audio.
"BG, I've seen this thing, this return capsule, a round-headed thing, tall and big, half buried in the mud, very similar to the picture you showed me, if I'm not mistaken... it's in the big pit in Rensheng Plaza." The girl said in the channel, "I thought it was a big bomb that didn't explode."
"When...when did it arrive?" Bai Yang's voice was shaking.
"Are you talking about the return capsule? I don't know when it arrived. It was there many, many years ago. The first time I passed by Nantu, the big crater was there."
Oh my god.
Bai Yang said softly.
Time is a wonderful thing. When you think it is going to break its promise, it has actually been waiting for you for many years.
The girl passed by the Rensheng Plaza opposite the South Library many times, but she always turned a blind eye to the big pit. If the spaceship had thoughts, it would definitely be depressed why Pinellia ignored it, but it couldn't speak or shout, so it just squatted in the pit in the wind and rain for many years, until grass grew above its head and birds built nests on it, and snails slowly crawled up.
The unfortunate spaceship certainly didn't know that it was early, because when it arrived, the girl didn't recognize it.
Bai Yang was not sure what happened to the spacecraft, but what was certain was that something must have gone wrong somewhere. The spacecraft returned prematurely and crashed into Rensheng Plaza. The six-ton metal lump smashed through the building at an extremely high speed and fell to the ground, not only collapsing the surrounding buildings but also creating a large hole in the ground.
Fortunately, the navigation system was not broken. It found the correct location and landed near Meihua Villa.
God is really kind to me.
Bai Yang took out his cell phone tremblingly and immediately called his father.
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At this time, Bai Zhen was squatting in the corridor outside the conference room to eat supper. Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, Zhao Bowen and others squatted in a row against the wall, holding a disposable paper cup filled with boiled water in one hand and a cold and hard cake in the other. There had been three meetings in the evening, from 8:30 pm to 2 am, with a ten-minute break between each meeting. Each group of people was different. The snacks on the table outside the door were all finished, and no one brought new ones.
The heating in the conference room was turned up very high, and a group of people were arguing behind closed doors. The carbon dioxide concentration in the room was so high that it made people dizzy. They could only go out for some fresh air during the breaks between meetings. However, the air quality in the corridor was not much better than that in the conference room. Everyone was hungry and snatched up all the snacks outside the door. Bai Zhen grabbed two cakes and ate one in one bite.
"In my opinion, this argument will not lead to any results." Wang Ning squatted on the side, his cheeks puffed up. "The first thing they considered was to shirk responsibility. Listen to what they said. On the surface, they were discussing the reasons for the failure of the mission, but in fact the point was that there was absolutely no problem with the work of this group. The problem was with other project teams."
"Anyone can pass the buck, so who should we pass the buck to?" Bai Zhen curled his lips, looked up and looked around. Other participants were standing in the corridor in twos and threes, chatting with each other.
"Leave it to the Buddha," Zhao Bowen said. "The Buddha and Bodhisattva in Qixia Temple are the first to be held responsible. That's it."
“Is this how you write a report? Your superiors will remove you from your position,” said Wang Ning.
"Retreat, retreat, retreat as soon as possible." Zhao Bowen cursed, "If you don't retreat, you're my grandson."
"If you have the guts, tell your boss this to his face." Bai Zhen rolled his eyes, "Don't tell him he's my grandson."
"Fuck you." said Lao Zhao.
"There's no need to be too pessimistic. As the saying goes, there's always a way out. Maybe the spaceship will arrive tonight. It's possible, right?" Bai Zhen looked up at the ceiling and stuffed the last half of the cake into his mouth. What the hell, why didn't he think this cake was so delicious before?
After eating, he looked around again and found that the table was empty.
"It is possible, but we can't count on it anymore. We need to abandon our illusions and prepare for battle." Zhao Bowen patted his butt and stood up. "Let's go, it's time to go back. The second half is about to begin."
A long meeting ensued, during which the heads of the major project teams discussed intensively how to launch a second action and how to ensure its success.
Wang Ning sat there frowning, not saying a word. He knew what the people around him were going to say as soon as they opened their mouths. His ears were about to get calluses from it. Although everyone seemed to be discussing the details of the task seriously, Wang Ning knew very well that it was a futile effort. Even if they talked their lips off tonight, they would not really move the plan forward one step. Everyone was immersed in the warm water of pretending to work hard and hypnotizing themselves, as if arguing here could really produce any results. In a sense, this conference room was actually a stage, and everyone on the stage was acting tacitly, acting for others and for themselves. Disaster was coming, and they had to do something, or pretend to do something. It was their duty.
In fact, instead of talking here, it is better to ask the abbot of Qixia Temple to come and chant sutras. The latter may be more effective.
Ninety percent of the knowledge in this world is not as good as a monk chanting sutras. Wang Ning has a deep understanding of this.
"Secondly, we must ensure that the target is within the effective killing range of the nuclear bomb. This requires manual adjustment. If we drop a nuclear bomb near Meihua Villa." The speaker held a pen in his hand and used the pen cap to point on the PPT. "Moving the nuclear bomb to the preset detonation point is a high-risk behavior. It should be marked in red."
"Is there any way for us to monitor the swordsman's actions again?"
"Telemetry satellites are needed."
"It takes time to prepare the satellite, and even more troublesome is the rocket."
Old Zhao crossed his arms, looking unhappy with everyone, and his mouth was pouting so much that a beer bottle could be hung on it.
The failure of the mission caused him a lot of trouble, which made Zhao Bowen less confident when speaking in the entire command center. In his opinion, the second most difficult thing in the world is to save the world, and the first most difficult thing is to lead such a large team to save the world.
"Congratulations on your fortune! Congratulations on your brilliance!"
Andy Lau's festive voice suddenly rang out in the conference room, interrupting the speaker's PPT and breaking the serious atmosphere. Everyone was stunned and turned to look in the direction of the voice.
Bai Zhen hurriedly took the phone out of his pocket and hung up the call. The speaker frowned slightly to show his displeasure. It is basic common sense to silence or vibrate the phone during a meeting.
Lao Bai hung up the phone, hid the phone under the table, and smiled a little awkwardly.
"During the meeting, I hope everyone will mute or turn off their phones." The speaker coughed a few times, "Then let's look at the third point..."
Bai Zhen secretly replied on WeChat under the table:
"Son, I'm in a meeting. What's the matter with you calling me?"
A few seconds later, Bai Yang replied.
The phone vibrated slightly, Lao Bai opened WeChat and took a look. His eyes widened and widened, until his eyeballs seemed to fall out of their sockets.
"I'm a dick!"
Lao Bai suddenly shouted loudly, scaring everyone.
The speaker was also frightened and looked over blankly.
"I fuck you!" Lao Bai slammed the table and stood up. "I fuck your mother, I fuck your mother, I fuck your mother! I fuck your mother, Lao Zhao! Zhao Bowen, I fuck your mother!"
(End of this chapter)
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