Overturned Tower

It doesn't make any sense to be a security guard who can be killed by a normal sniper rifle or swept down by a submachine gun. It is the most basic requirement to have the same level of defense as a tank.And their agility far exceeds that of tanks. Only heavy anti-material guns can pose an effective threat.

This is why directors seldom carry bodyguards... Most of the vehicles, elevators, and decorative tiles in the interior of the room cannot bear the weight of these small humanoid Gundams that have more than 60.00% prosthetic body, or they will become smaller after being mounted. It's dangerous.It would be better to directly use a more powerful artificial intelligence vehicle that is armed and has a considerable degree of defense.

That is the business scope of Sogo Group.

The reason why Russell knew this security guy was because not long ago, he tried to help a little boy who got lost and fell down.

But his appearance was so frightening that it scared the child to tears.He just stood there at a loss, not daring to go forward but not wanting to leave.

It was Russell who was passing by who helped him, treated the child's wounds and handed them over to his mother.

——That is the healing ability from the paradise bird's father.

Russell doesn't hide the fact that he has healing abilities.

Although this may be used by others, objectively speaking, he can also help more people and allow those in need to call him for help.

This is the truth that Paradise Bird taught Russell, and he kept it in his heart.

But Russell is not greedy for credit.He said to the child's mother that it was because the mechanical security guard had been protecting her child that Russell was able to notice and rush over. If he was grateful, he should also thank the Mr. security guard... It's just an unimportant casual remark In a word, Mr. Security is full of gratitude to Russell.

Although Russell didn't know each other's name and code name yet, they became acquainted with each other from then on.

It's not that Russell doesn't want to ask, the main reason is that there is really no need to ask about the code names of security guards and bodyguards.Because this kind of company security is uniformly named after a serial number...for example, "Tianen G1111".These code names are not only inherited from generation to generation, but may change at any time due to management needs.For example, if you transfer from Group A to Group G, the numbers will also be changed.

"By the way, Mr. Qunqing."

The security boy's synthesized voice sounded like a cold machine, but his tone gave off a gentle and good-natured feeling: "Just now the 'emperor' came to the company."

"emperor?"

Hearing this name, Russell was stunned for a while.

He suddenly reacted: "Is that the hero?"

He remembered that Happy Island did have a veteran hero codenamed "Emperor", but he hadn't carried out heroic activities for a few days.

He is now working for Tianen TV Station as the deputy director and program host.The program "The Emperor's Talk Show" that he is in charge of, which is broadcast every Friday and Saturday at [-]:[-] p.m., also has a fairly stable ratings.

The emperor has been on the scene for at least ten years, and he is considered a rare old-fashioned hero whose personality has not yet collapsed.

Russell saw it on a variety show, and the reason for calling it this code name is because his soul relative is "Emperor Penguin".

And he was tired of being asked "what kind of penguin is your soul relative", so he simply gave himself this code name, once and for all.

"Well, it seems that there is something urgent. He came here in a floating car...Look, the car is still parked there."

As he said that, the one-eyed red light of the security guard who looked like a camera flashed, and he pointed out the location to Russell.

The side of the luxurious-looking floating car is marked with the logo of "Tianen TV Station".

At this moment, Russell's heart trembled.

He suddenly noticed that the car was parked at the entrance of the executive building.

...At this point in time, don't you want to intercept Milian, right?

"I see," but Russell's face remained unmoved, and he just nodded with interest, "Thank you for the information you gave me, little brother."

"It's nothing, Mr. Ultramarine."

The security guard said politely to Russell, "I'm going to continue patrolling."

"Well, see you later."

"Goodbye, Mr. Ultramarine."

After bidding farewell to the security guy, Russell quickly returned to the executive department building in Area A.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a majestic old man who looked about 50 years old with graying hair and beard at the entrance of the hall.

Although the old man's hair and beard were a little gray, his temples on both sides were very gorgeous and golden.The body is quite large, at least 1.9 meters tall, and the shoulders are very thick.

Although Russell didn't know what they were talking about before, the atmosphere was not pleasant.

Russell can roughly confirm that it should be the fault that the inferiors took the initiative to find.

Because when the emperor stared at the inferior with a straight face and said nothing.

The inferior still tilted his head and showed a mocking smile:

"...So it's very normal for Miss Bingshui to have a bad relationship with you. If I have children in the future, I will never let them watch "The Emperor's Talk Show". It is impossible for me to be like those idiot parents Same, sitting my kid next to a delusional hero.

"After all, 'heroes', some people have skills and some have criminal records. Most of them have both..."

Halfway through his speech, his voice suddenly stopped.

It wasn't that he was intimidated by the emperor's eyes, but that he saw Russell walking in from the door.

Following the eyes of the inferior, the emperor also noticed Russell.

Russell walked over and raised his eyebrows at the inferior.

"Both?"

He leaned over and asked with a smile.

"Can you not take your seat on this pair?"

The inferior smacked his lips, crossed his arms impatiently, and quickly tapped his left middle finger and ring finger on his right arm.

Russell wondered at first whether this was some kind of Morse code, and the bad guy was sending himself a message.

But he soon realized that this was the pure chaos of the inferiors getting angry from embarrassment.

And being interrupted by Russell, the tense atmosphere became more relaxed.

Russell waved at the gathered executive officers, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's time to part... don't you feel relieved when I'm here?

"—Oh yes, if you are free, help me find the 'stack'. Let him come and find me."

[Stack] is the real code name of "Azhan".It is the "stack" of the "stack".

Seeing Russell coming, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They just wanted to stop the bad ones but didn't dare to stop them. Although delphinium must have been notified, she would probably find it troublesome and not want to move.

This habit of being extremely quiet should be inherited from her father - the puppet cat.

"You are Ultramarine."

The old penguin, code-named "Emperor", witnessed Russell's appeal in the executive department.

He made a steady and deep voice, and there was a faint smile on his majestic face.

He took the initiative to reach out his hand to Russell, and shook hands with Russell.

Russell noticed that there were no calluses on his hand, and the palm was quite warm and strong, but it didn't hurt Russell.

He let go of Russell's hand after just holding it once, without holding it, shaking it, or even "shocking it slightly".

Through this handshake, Russell quickly analyzed the other party's general personality model:

He is a person who knows etiquette and politeness, but pays more attention to keeping a distance from others.

I don't like to get close to others, and I may pay more attention to my own reputation.

He should be a reliable senior, maybe a little headstrong, maybe a little old-fashioned.Maybe the desire to control will be stronger, and you will have a high estimate of your own talents.

Generally trustworthy, but not very social.

——Russell vaguely guessed the reason why that "Miss Bingshui" had a bad relationship with him.

That should be his family, such as his wife or daughter.

The thoughts in Russell's mind flowed rapidly, almost instinctively adjusting his strategy when getting along with the other party.

There was just the right amount of calm and gentle smile on his face.

"Yes, Mr. Emperor."

He spoke clearly, with a smile on his face, and responded neither humble nor overbearing: "It's the first time we meet, please give me your advice."

He looks like a reliable, humble and confident junior.

It is the personality type that is easiest to have a good relationship with the "Emperor".

Chapter 8 Hero: Imperial Enterprise

Russell could tell from the subtle changes in the emperor's eyes and attitude that he guessed right again.

His social strategy was correct—of course, there might be reasons why the inferior stood by and made comparisons. The emperor immediately had a good impression of Russell.

"Very handsome lad. Very nice and spirited."

The emperor nodded, and the corners of his mouth, which had been pursed because of his stern face, could not help but rise slightly, and he praised in a deep voice without concealment: "I appreciate it very much.

"—A person who can stand up and become a hero when others are in danger is obviously different from some young people who are rude and only know how to point fingers."

The inferior glanced at him coldly.

After all, Russell was still there, so let's not spray him.

When he was in front of Russell, for the time being, he stopped publicizing his theory of attacking "heroes" in public.

...not to save face for Russell.

The main reason is that it is not good to spread it like this.

At that time, the onlookers will think that there is a contradiction between the "inferior" and the "ultramarine".

This may cause the entire executive department to split into factions that support heroes and those that do not, causing meaningless internal friction.It may even cause friends to cease to be friends, colleagues to cease to be colleagues, and the former friendly working relationship to fall apart...

——It is by no means that he is worried that this will make Russell unable to step down.

Seeing that the inferior just glanced at him without making a sound, the emperor showed a happy expression on his face.

Although the relatives are only emperor penguins, the majestic temperament of the emperor reminds people of a lion.

"Your Excellency Qunqing, can I invite you as a guest on my show?"

The emperor reached out and patted Russell on the shoulder, showing the caring and gentle smile unique to elders: "I think we will have a good chat then."

Russell noticed that he only said "had a good chat", but didn't mention "interesting" or "program effect", so he had a rough idea.

This is actually because the emperor feels that "Ultramarine" is not topical and not interesting enough, so this is not a win-win cooperation, but just to support Russell... to give him some traffic to replenish his body.

In other words, he intends to open a back door for Russell as a gesture of favor.

Although Russell feels that it is completely unnecessary, he does not need to rely on this for a living...

But there is no need to refuse the kindness of the elders.

So Russell responded with a smile: "No problem. Whenever you have time, you can contact me at any time."

"Then please accept this."

With that said, the emperor handed Russell his business card.

It was a frosted gold-plated business card, and on the back was a picture of an emperor penguin with its chest up and its head raised.On the front is written his code name: Emperor.

Below it is the small characters of "Deputy Director of Tianen TV Station", and then the smaller words "Freelance Writer" and "Famous Program Host".

Russell did not put away the business card, but put it directly on the prosthesis in his left hand.

The emperor's code name data was transferred to Russell's prosthetic body through NFC technology.Russell heard a beep in his ear, and the emperor's electronic business card appeared in front of his eyes.

Russell reached out and clicked in the void, and sent a friend request directly to the emperor.

Afterwards, Russell opened his mouth and asked nonchalantly, "Mr. 'Emperor', may I ask you to come here on a special trip...is there any important business?"

"Ah, he was invited by me."

At this moment, a rather simple and honest voice that sounded like "very fat" came from not far away.

It was Director Dodgson, who was moving very slowly because of his pointed shoes.

This fluffy big orange cat moved its body and squeezed through the crowd.

"Director Dodgson."

People, including Russell and the inferior, greeted him one after another.

Dodgson walked over with a smile and patted Russell's head.

Russell narrowed his eyes subconsciously, raised his head and rubbed his uncle's warm and chubby palm.