Come to modern times to be a boss

Chapter 261
After taking a sip of the wine, a burning sensation flowed down his throat and warmed his whole body.

There is no heating in the house, Zhu Quan doesn't like this thing.

He was always protected from cold and heat, and occasionally when Xu Ran came back, he would only open it a little bit. Most of the time, he still liked the natural cold, so that he would feel that he was living a real life.

In fact, Zhu Quan has always felt very lonely, even if he now has family, love, and friendship, he still feels lonely.

His secret has always been hidden deep in his heart, he doesn't know how to open it, and he doesn't know who to tell it to.

Turn on the phone, the time is two o'clock in the morning.

At this time, all these people in the address book are asleep. . .

Except for those few night owls, they may still be struggling to type.

After struggling for a long time, Zhu Quan finally dialed a number.

"Zilong, are you still coding?"

"Yeah, why did you remember to call me in the middle of the night?"

Zilong was very puzzled. It was strange for two big men to make a phone call in the middle of the night.

"It's okay, I just want to chat with you and ask you a question."

"Ask, brother, I know everything and I can talk endlessly."

Zilong pushed the keyboard, leaned on the chair, stretched his body, picked up a cup of honey tea by the way, and took a sip.

"Suppose it's you, with a rich life and a happy family, but there is a task that needs you to perform, and it is very dangerous, will you go?"

Zhu Quan turned the wine glass in his hand, expecting Zilong's reply.

"Depending on the situation, if it is reality, I will definitely not go; if it is fiction, I may go."

"Oh why?"

"In reality, you have to be a real person. What task can be better than An An's life? If it's fictional, then it must be stupid. It's all fake anyway. When the brain is hot, the brain is impulsive. It's over. Who hasn't had any blood!"

This guy Zilong said it directly, which made Zhu Quan laugh.

"Then what if this mission involves national security, for example, you need to destroy an evil organization or something like that."

"Are you building the plot of a novel?"

"Um, almost, you can just say what you think..."

Now that he thought so, Zhu Quan of course pushed the boat along and accepted the talk.

"It doesn't matter if it's real or fictional, it's all worth it."

"Although we are ordinary people, we still understand the basic principles. It is not empty talk to say that no country can have a home."

"The capital of the country has been threatened, there is no need to say anything, just go up, don't worry about it."

"Besides, your readers will think the same way, don't care about rationality or irrationality, just go online and it's over..."

After he finished speaking, Zhu Quan thanked him and hung up the phone.

Zilong on the other end was confused, "That's it?"

Shrugging his shoulders, he filled the thermos cup with honey tea, twisted his neck, and devoted himself to the great business of coding again.

Zhu Quan drank all the white wine in the glass in one gulp, and wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth with his hand, before he made up his mind.

"Foreign barbarians dare to offend China, hum!"

In the next few days, Zhu Quan began to arrange work matters.

On Qiwen's side, he made a suggestion to set up a Qiwen International Department in the United States, with the purpose of exporting Chinese web culture to the outside world.

Unanimously, unanimously.

And he himself will lead a team to the United States in a week to inspect, select the location of the branch, recruit employees, etc., and may stay there for a while.

On the North Pole side, just follow the previous regulations and make steady progress.

Bamboo building, in Shi Xiu's study.

"Here are some supplies I need, you have to provide them for me, right?"

Zhu Quan put a list on the table and stared at Mr. Zhao quietly.

Mr. Zhao got up quickly and carefully looked at the contents on the list.

At least three 500-year-old wild ginseng and at least three 500-year-old Polygonum multiflorum. . .

All of them are some precious Chinese medicinal materials, weapons and ammunition, but there are none.

"No problem, you can come and get it tomorrow."

Mr. Zhao fully satisfied Zhu Quan's request without any hesitation.

"Just, don't you really need some ammo?"

In his opinion, that is the United States where guns are legal, not to mention that the place must be heavily guarded, even if Zhu Quan is dark, he asked with a little worry.

"Those things, you can have someone deliver them to this address. I don't need the powerful ones. I need lighter ones."

"Also, from today onwards, don't contact me again, and don't let anyone contact me when you get there. I was on a business trip in the past, not a murderer."

He repeated several times, and he didn't give up until Mr. Zhao nodded and promised that he would never contact him.

Before, Mr. Zhao turned Zhu Quan upside down, but now Zhu Quan doesn't trust anyone very much.

What if they were monitored when they contacted themselves?
Or some people left some evidence, and in the end, Zhu Quanlai will settle accounts with Zhu Quanlai, etc. He has to consider these issues.

He wants to go abroad. This is a responsibility that a Chinese son and daughter must have.

If others don't go, it's because they don't have the ability. If Zhu Quan doesn't go, then it can only be said that he is shy.

"You really don't need a little training?"

Mr. Zhao asked weakly.

"Training what?"

"The most basic joint signal gestures, and the use of some equipment, etc..."

"No need, I have my own method. Just give me a few sets of your things, but I don't think it will be useful."

After explaining the matter, Zhu Quan didn't stay any longer.

After he left, the two old men looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't know what to say.

"Old man Zhao, if this kid is really from that place, if something happens, have you considered the consequences?"

Shi Xiu said to Mr. Zhao very seriously, her face no longer had the laughing and joking of the past.

Mr. Zhao also sighed, picked up the wine glass on the table, and drank it in one gulp.

"I don't want to either, but at present, he is the only suitable candidate."

"You know that if external personnel are used, it is impossible not to leave clues. At that time, the United States will definitely go to war."

"Although it is not possible to start a war directly, someone must pay for the loss of the 'Vulture'. What do you think those American guys will do?"

Shi Xiu also looked helpless, who made Huaxia's national strength still weak now, the country is currently in a good momentum of development, so it can only bear the burden of humiliation.

"What a seedling, I'm really afraid that he will be destroyed."

"Don't worry, as long as he can return to the country safely, I guarantee that he will be rich and honored for the rest of his life and will benefit his descendants, is that all right?"

Mr. Zhao had to use another condition to appease Shi Xiu, although these things are worthless in the eyes of experts.

"Tch, people still care about your crap? Get the hell out, I'm annoying just looking at you."

(End of this chapter)