Entrepreneurship in a different world

Chapter 351 A Pen and Special Fuel

Hyde's shoulders trembled slightly when asked this straightforward question, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted: "Don't ask me this question, I don't know!"

Wen Rong stopped trying to persuade him, turned around and left, and at the same time told Wan Bin: "Don't let old Mr. Hyde leave here these few days. Wan Bin, you heard what I just said, in case we get out of here In any case, the first thing you do is to pack up the old gentleman and send it out, and don't worry about anything else."

"Mr. Wen!" Hyde suddenly let out a resentful and angry cry from his chest after Wen Rong walked a certain distance. He closed his mouth tightly after shouting, his whole body was full of gloomy entanglements.

Wen Rong snorted coldly in his heart, and continued walking without looking back.

"Mr. Wen, what can you promise me?" the old man asked eagerly.

Wen Rong stopped and still didn't look back, but replied flatly: "I can't guarantee anything else, at least I can guarantee that you will not be in danger in 'Nishia City'."

"I still need other guarantees! I want to have a share in the in-depth research on 'Cave Civilization', and all your laboratories and resources must be open to me!" Hyde made another request.

"You take yourself too seriously." Wen Rong was amused by his attitude, "I don't really want to include you in our team."

"What do you mean?" Hyde immediately changed his face.

"I'm keeping you temporarily because your identity is useful, Hyde. But no matter how useful you are, I dare not really use you. Don't you know that your behavior is not worthy of trust?" Wen Rong shook his head.He didn't believe that the old man didn't know him well, it was precisely because he knew enough about his "real needs" that he was able to bounce back again and again during these years of suffering, and survived the desperate situation.If you look at the old man's personal experience from another standpoint, it is quite legendary and has a certain "inspirational effect", provided that you look at it from the standpoint of pure individualism and egoism.

It's not impossible to use such a person well, but Wen Rong just doesn't want to use him.He didn't want to put such a guy with two heads and two ends into their team, it would undoubtedly be like leading a wolf into the house.

Hyde, who was ridiculed for a while, didn't change his face. He didn't feel that he was doing anything wrong. This is his survival rule. It is absolutely impossible for someone to shake his own experience because of someone's words: "Then you What can you give me? Just keep me alive?"

"Isn't it enough for you to continue to live as the elder of the general affairs?" Wen Rong turned to look at him at this moment.

Hyde slowly recalled the meaning of his words, hesitated for a moment: "Can you do it?"

"That depends on whether you cooperate or not." Wen Rong laughed, "Your status is really good, and it's rare that you can climb to the second-in-command position... You never thought about going up one day step?"

Hyde's narrowed eyes instantly enlarged, and he stared firmly at Wen Rong in surprise and fear.I probably didn't expect to hear such "outrageous" words from his mouth, but these words were like his favorite kind of fresh meat dipped in honey, which immediately aroused his heart full of greed. desire and addiction.In these years, he has controlled the power in his hands as the elder of the general affairs, and he doesn't feel that he has done anything wrong.Similarly, just as he is obsessed with research, he is also obsessed with the feeling of being above everyone that this identity and status bring him.

"Mr. Wen, let's talk again." This man quickly made a choice for himself.From this point of view, it was not that he was unwilling to choose before, but that the conditions had not met his expectations.

Wen Rong shook his head slowly in his heart, when this guy didn't move at all during the day, he really thought that the chess game he had set was about to be overturned.Looking at it now, no matter who it is, as long as it can't get rid of selfish desires, it can't avoid the trap.

The two sides switched to a tighter office to negotiate this time.

The second treasure of the Wen family stayed at Ahu's house as the chief person in charge of the entire Mopai operation. His role was mainly to control the operation and monitor the movements of Atu and Ayzabi. After Rong's family, he returned to his own home and did not go out again.

Erbao's communicator beeped from time to time, and it was an instant message sent back by the other teenagers who were moving separately.

At present, not every family that received new shoes as a gift today has the signature of that Ayizhabi.Many children here do not understand the popular sneaker culture outside. For them, it is enough to have new shoes to put on their feet, and they don’t need to give up the shoes, and they don’t need to smear excess black ink on them, which is not easy to wash.

"No!" Erbao crossed one of the representative points on the simple map he drew, representing the news of a family that he just fed back.

The curly-haired father carefully placed a bowl of beef soup on the table next to Er Bao: "A Dao, eat some uncle's stewed meat. I learned this recipe from your father."

Er Bao agreed without looking up.

The curly-haired father stroked the back of his head, and retreated quietly.

After a while, the curly-haired father walked out of the kitchen again: "Dao!"

"Uncle, I'm busy here." Er Bao raised his eyes and smiled at him, hoping that this warm-hearted uncle would not bother him again.

"No. I want to tell you...the two next door are ready to go out." The curly-haired father untied the lace apron on his body, and calmly reported to him.

Erbao immediately jumped up and walked to the kitchen. Through one of the windows, he saw that Atu was preparing the car, and Ayizabi was sitting in the passenger seat. It seemed that it was indeed time to go out.

Erbao wanted to rush out to stop them, at least he had to figure out where they were going. Suddenly, Ayzabi who was sitting in the opposite car narrowed his eyes and met Erbao. At this moment, Erbao's heart was tightly clenched. Shrunk a bit.

Oops!Was it discovered?

The curly-haired father calmly pushed Erbao under the stove, opened the small kitchen window and poked his head out to greet the opposite side: "Ah Tu, it's getting dark soon, where are you going?"

Erbao held his breath, pricked up his ears, and heard a response from Atu from the opposite side: "My father wants to visit the 'ghost square' and the university. It's busy in the past, so I'll take him there."

"That's right, it's a lively time on the other side of the square. There are delicious food, drinks, and fun. Mr. Ayzabi, have fun! The broth shop on Doro Street has fresh soup every day." Mutton soup, drinking that is good for your body, Ah Tu, remember to ask your father to drink two more bowls to replenish his body..."

The curly-haired father is originally the image of a 'house husband'. He has always been warm and considerate to others, and he can make people let go of their guards by talking and laughing, and then they have a good impression of him.

Ah Tu listened to his advice, and really planned to take his father to mend his body: "The broth shop is run by Daxiong's family, and people from their ethnic group are in charge of the slaughterhouse, and they can get a lot of good meat. , drinking their mutton soup is more effective than the mutton soup from other stores." Atu also explained to Ayizabi beside him.

Ayzabi nodded, expressing his understanding.The reputation of their 'Nishia City' meat products has been getting better and better over the years, which is not only reflected in the taste but also in certain effects. Just like 'Yuandongshui', it also has a large number of fans.

"Although the meat here does not account for a high proportion of the market, it has adjusted to a certain extent the original meat product market and part of the monopoly phenomenon in the artificial meat market, which caused the price of artificial meat to plummet and at the same time made the original fresh meat market It has become more standardized." Ayzabi calmly described what he knew.

"Yeah!" Ah Tu said goodbye to the curly-haired father who was watching them waving, started the car, and reversed the car skillfully, "Just like many other products here, our products do not seek to seize the global market, nor do they Perhaps, what we have to do is to bring back the business rules that were originally destroyed, so that more ordinary people can not be harvested as innocent leeks."

Ayzabi's eyes became darker, and he looked up to the front: "That Mr. Wen taught you this."

"Yeah! Brother Wen taught me a lot of things I don't understand." When Atu talked about Wen Rong, a smile of admiration was naturally on his face, "I don't understand the truth, I only know that we'Nixia The city has allowed many people to enjoy technology, products, services, and life that they could not have enjoyed before, and also allowed many people to buy better things at lower prices, and provided more people with stable jobs."

Ayizabi tilted his eyes towards Atu, and let out a soft 'hum' from his nostrils.

"I'm making you laugh... I haven't read the book for a few days, so I can't speak well." A Tuhan shrank his shoulders with a smile.

Ayizabi leaned back in the chair, chewing playfully on Atu's unconscious words just now—"I made you laugh." This young man is not stupid, he can sense some emotional changes and ups and downs, but he Not thinking deeply about it.

"Let's go!" The curly-haired father made sure that the car had left this street before he patted Er Bao's head and told him to stand up.

Er Bao looked at this man who had always been a 'house husband' in their eyes with a look of wonder: "You, how did you know?" Er Bao only remembered at this moment that their actions were so secretive. But the father knew that he was staying here to monitor the other side, and just called him a report in advance.

"I know what happens in our family." The curly-haired father patted his chest proudly, "Especially our cubs, I know what they want to do just by moving their eyes."

Er Bao half opened his mouth in surprise.He remembered a word his father had taught them—keep hidden.

"Okay! You Uncle Ahu have the same purpose as yours. Last night, you stayed up in the kitchen and watched the opposite side quietly. I know there must be something wrong." The curly-haired father stopped teasing the young man and gave him a more reasonable "Although you are sitting here in the dining room, your eyes have been looking across the dining room, through the kitchen, and looking out of the window... I am not an unconscious person, of course I can guess it."

Er Bao gave a thumbs up to this uncle who had not been worshiped by the younger generation as a master or a role model.

Here, every father has his own strengths!

"What kind of action do you want to start, it's best to do it now." The curly-haired father said, simmering the stewed beef over a low fire, and didn't rush to serve it out, because he knew that neither his partner nor his children would Come back soon then.

Er Bao stopped chatting with this uncle, and quickly sent a message to the other people, urging them to speed up.

No matter how fast it was, it took nearly an hour to check all the people who needed to be checked.When the other teenagers returned, Er Bao was dumbfounded again, pointing at the twenty or so teenagers who followed the Wen family boy and the representatives of the Ahu family, and raised his voice a little: "What's going on with them? ? Why are there so many people?"

"Boss, don't you really think that we are all vegetarians?" The person who spoke was a boy who was always beaten when he played war games with Er Bao since he was a child, "The problems that you can actively care about in the group are not small problems. What's more, as long as we have a little communication with each other, we will know that you are all in action in the town, how can you not take the initiative? The town is the town of all of us. In the future, when the elders retire, we will take their place. heavy responsibility at hand."

The curly-haired father was silently making big steamed buns for breakfast tomorrow morning in the kitchen. Hearing the high-spirited words of the boys, the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction.

Isn't this what the elders are looking forward to?

"Without their help, we wouldn't be able to investigate so quickly." Dabao said at the right time, and gave the credit to the big guys.

Er Bao didn't say anything more: "What's the result?"

Wu Bao took out a handful of signature pens from his pocket, which belonged to the same brand as the two they had found before.She put them all on the dining table.

In the living room of Hu's house, there were about 14 teenagers between the ages of [-] and [-], and a two-year-old three-headed man.Everyone quietly listened to Erbao recount the relevant clues they had obtained so far.

"Is this guy a pen dealer? He can forget eleven pens in one day, and I will never believe that there is no problem here." Er Bao said.

The teenagers took turns checking the pens, and everyone used their sensory advantages to see with the naked eye, smell with the nose, taste with the tongue, or touch the ink inside the signature pen with their fingers.

Thinking about it, Hutou took over a dozen sheets of paper, and used these pens to write different numbers on the paper, wanting to compare the differences between the inks.

Sibao suddenly said: "If it is tampering with such a small thing, it is usually not something conspicuous enough to be distinguished intuitively, and it is definitely purposeful."

"The purpose is either harm, wiretapping, or framing." Sanbao said calmly, "I think the latter two are unlikely, and the biggest possibility is that it can bring harm."

"Physical damage or chemical damage?" Hutou said, turning his gaze to Yaya, who was the only one who had licked the ink with his tongue just now, waiting for her answer.

Yaya shook his head: "There is no toxic reaction, it should not be a chemical injury."

"Then, it's physical damage." Everyone said in unison.

Hearing this, Sibao had an idea in his mind. He put away the papers and took them to the kitchen, hoping to put them on the still burning stove to ignite.

Holding a piece of paper in his hand and probing it towards the flames, a terrible picture appeared in his mind. He rushed forward and hugged Sibao's neck tightly: "Danger!"

Sibao decisively withdrew his hand, led Xiaobao back a few steps, and opened his arms to protect his younger brother on his back.

Just now, Little Treasure clearly saw the scene of a huge fireball burning and exploding, with the entire street in the background.This was the first time he 'saw' the image so clearly, and he was so scared that his back was covered in cold sweat just now.

Others don't know what Xiaobao's sudden movement is all about, how could the Wen family boy not understand.Since their younger brother said it was dangerous, he definitely couldn't do this, which also indicated that Sibao was going to use fire to ignite these pieces of paper-the idea was right.

"Wubao, you and Sanbao take these papers to a safe place for testing." Erbao quickly made a small plan.The reason for arranging these two to go is based on trust in their respective abilities.

Sanbao and Wubao had no objection, and they quickly left here with the eleven pieces of paper written with different pens.A few minutes later, with coughing all over, the ashen-faced Wubao and Sanbao, who was also covered in charred faces, rolled out of the air.

When Triple Treasure fell to the ground, the layer of coke on his body cracked into countless carbonized hard shells, and under the hard shells was his slightly red skin.The young man was filled with a lot of black smoke when he opened his mouth. He calmed down for a while and quickly raised his head to look at Dabao: "Brother, that should be a kind of ink mixed with some kind of special fuel. There is only a little bit of it, which almost killed me He and the five treasures were turned into coke. Fortunately, my own attribute is fire, so I wrapped myself in a layer of magma in advance."

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