Interstellar future steamed buns

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Waking up in the morning, Han Mo still couldn't help cursing the pervert in his heart, turned around to clean up the mess on the bed, and was suddenly pulled back by Gu Nian.

"Tie it on for me." Gu Nian pulled the tie on his chest.

Han Mo scratched his neck, "You don't have long hands?"

"Hurry up, we're going to be late."

"Yeah." Han Mowen approached him angrily, grabbed his tie and began to fight unskillfully.Asking him to hold a knife and a gun is better than doing this. After fighting for a long time, the result is still crooked, frowning, the man finally let go in discouragement. "Come by yourself."

Gu Nian grabbed his hair and kissed him hard on the forehead, "I may come back late today, so you can go to bed by yourself when the time comes."

"Oh." Han Mo slowly walked back to the bedroom while supporting his waist.Turning his back, he didn't notice the complicated look in Gu Nian's eyes.

I don't know what's going on, but I've been feeling dizzy and drowsy lately, and he always feels that his waist is not good enough, and it will be difficult to straighten up for a while, obviously he hasn't done any heavy work, no... Who said he hasn't done anything Heavy work!In bed, he's obviously like an animal, okay?

It's okay to stay at home. When I went to see Zhang Wenpo, his condition was much better than yesterday.At least he has calmed down, and his face is rosy with health.Seeing that he was unwilling to talk too much, Han Mo didn't want to force him. After all, everyone has troubles.

The two of them were a little bored sitting dryly, so they turned on the TV.

A live interview was being shown on TV, and that face looked familiar.

"Sorley." Han Mo recalled carefully, "It's Gu Nian's uncle."

Zhang Wenpo nodded and poured a cup of tea for Han Mo, "The only successor to Elora's imperialism."

Seeing that he was in good spirits, Han Mo forced himself to discuss politics, "It is said that he and Gu Nian's father don't get along very well?"

Zhang Wenpo gave him a blank look, "The whole universe knows about it!"

Han Mo was deflated, and sipped his saliva aggrievedly.Peeking at the man, he found that he was watching TV with great interest.

The moderator asked Sori, "What do you think about voting rights?"

Soli nodded and smiled with great affinity, "I think centralized decision-making is the most correct thing, because sometimes, the most centralized and efficient decision-making method can promote the development of a society, which is strong, stable, and efficient."

As a heir to imperialism, his unique approach to the people and good manners have allowed him to gather a lot of popular fans. Compared with the democrat Muhammad, he is obviously more successful.

Han Mo couldn't stand it any longer, and the smile on Soli's face was too fake.

"I said brother, can we talk about it?"

Zhang Wenpo said without looking back, "Isn't that what you came here for?"

"..." Han Mo scratched his hair, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Han Mo was annoyed, and rubbed his hair violently: "Are you applauding? Did you tell you that you plan to be with him?"

"Why should I be with him?"

"Then you find a reason not to be with him."

Zhang Wenpo finally shifted his gaze from the TV to Han Mo's face, "I don't know."

In the past few days, he has thought about this question over and over again, and he has never been able to think of the reason why he is with that person or not.But nothing.

Han Mo said without thinking, "How did you persuade me back then, think about it yourself."

Zhang Wenpo almost stunned Han Mo, rolled his eyes and ignored him.I used to find random nonsense on the Internet before, and I can only deal with people like him who have no emotional experience. It is useless to use it on myself, and hypnosis is useless.

Seeing that the conversation was about to froze, Han Mo quickly changed the subject, "I'm going to hold a spaceship race, what do you think?"

As expected, Zhang Wenpo gave him a big white eye, "Only by yourself?"

"..."

Han Mo slammed his forehead vigorously, letting himself control his emotions, he said a date in a daze.

"At the end of this month, I'll show you!"

Before leaving, he squeezed his brother's skinny shoulders, and said meaningfully: "If he dares to bully you, I will find him to settle the score."

***

Thanks to M34, the spaceship race was already buzzing on the Internet before it even started.Han Mo recruited a few experienced employees and gave them full authority to do the work. He worked behind the scenes to improve the appearance and functions of the spaceship.Although Michul's warship design drawings had many functions that could not be used due to technical problems, Han Mo absorbed their most obvious advantages and strengths, and worked hard on the engine and shell. Going into production soon.

Running around these past few days, preparing metal materials and energy ores, the biological clock is completely disrupted, and it is getting later and later when I go home.

This aroused strong dissatisfaction from the family. I really don't know whether it was the right choice to let him set up the factory.

Gu Nian squeezed the soda can in his hand so loudly that he wished he could goug out a piece of flesh from the busy man in front of him.

"When do you go to bed, it's almost a little later."

Han Mo pressed his dizzy forehead impatiently, "Go to bed first, I'm almost there, and I'll be more stable when the competition is held at the end of the month."

"Competition?" He heard Han Mo say it, but he didn't expect that this kid didn't ask him for help, no wonder his butt was smoking.

In fact, I have been busier than Han Mo these two days, and my work is tedious and heavy, so I didn't make it difficult for him.

The Homs are becoming more and more rampant, and the political situation of the Star Alliance is showing signs of being one-sided.Everyone agreed to adopt Thori's method: to deal a devastating blow to the Homs.But obviously, it was because of the way of humane extermination of this group of people that they became the group of desperadoes they are now... Obviously, being so radical now will definitely cause future troubles.But Suo Li seemed to have the chance to win, which made him have to be careful.

The days seem to be calm but there are hidden turmoil. After Han Mo's disdainful efforts for a month, the spaceship competition has been successfully opened.

It's next to my own factory, on an abandoned take-off pad.

Maybe after all, because it is the "major general's wife", there are quite a few people here.Naturally, Liwei did not let go of the news. When passing through the crowd, he saw Han Mo standing on the stage.

The man is talking.Wearing a suit and leather shoes, with an inch-cut head and sword eyebrows, he is tall and straight, with steady steps, and there is a certain kind of calm self-confidence in every gesture.It is a completely different concept from the little hooligans and hooligans I saw before.

But Li Wei didn't think he would change, he was still the hooligan he hated, but he looked like a dog with a different skin.

The employees below were busy, issuing numbered plates to the manufacturers participating in the competition.This competition seems simple but the competition is fierce, because there are many princes and nobles and rich people from all walks of life among the crowd. If you can get the ranking, it will definitely create countless benefits for your brand.

But after several rounds of competition, all the series of products they were proud of lost to Han Mo, and some of them were even old brands with hundreds of years of history.

Like a sudden emergence, Han Mo's spaceship has achieved remarkable results.It has won the favor of many young people with its good flight stability, solid shell and bold and tough design.The dull dark gray is calm and low-key, but the unique shape is extraordinary, which will make anyone's heart flutter.

A lot of people gathered together, sighing at this spaceship with the shadow of a battleship.Han Mo chatted with them freely, the corners of his lips slightly raised were polite and confident.

Of course, Michel's civilization is so advanced, how could it lose to them?

Seeing all this, he squinted his eyes in satisfaction, this is his real purpose of holding this competition.

However, he looked down at his watch and frowned slightly displeased.Why hasn't the ancient year come yet? I promised to be there today.And Zhang Wenpo, where did they all die, so that he couldn't share his joy.

Someone patted him on the shoulder, and Han Mo turned around happily.But the corner of the raised mouth dropped instantly when he saw the man's face.

"How did you come?"

Li Wei looked at Han Mo from the beginning to the end, and the sarcasm in his eyes was obvious: "Can't I come? It is stipulated here that ex-fiancées from ancient years are not allowed to come?"

Han Mo's face darkened suddenly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Then please do what you want."

But Liwei didn't intend to let him go, he gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't it great to take something that belongs to me?"

"Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it."

It was rare for Han Mo to be angry, but leaned into his ear with a victor's attitude, and said, "What's not yours will never be yours."

In the past, he would definitely jump up and curse, but now, he is much calmer.

"You!" Liwei's beautiful face twisted, his hands on both sides of his body were clenched instantly, and his big eyeballs were full of jealousy. "I tell you, everything has just begun! If you think you have won, then you have already lost!"

Han Mo, who had already turned around, paused, ignored him, and stooped into his speeding car.

Of course he didn't take Liwei's words to heart, but he just stood there for a while and felt extremely sick and dizzy, but he definitely wasn't because of Liwei.Maybe it's because I've been too busy recently, maybe I'll be fine when I go back and have a rest.But thinking about it, my mind is getting heavier...

Someone knocked on the window, and Han Mo raised his head, eyes showing confusion.

Gu Nian hadn't been here for long, he avoided the crowd, and when he was looking for Han Mo, he found that the guy had fallen asleep in the car.He hugged his stomach tightly, frowning for some reason.

Walking over, leaning down, flicking Han Mo's forehead twice with his strong fingers: "Go home and sleep, I'll leave it to the staff for you to deal with."

"Huh? No..." Han Mo shook his head dreamily, wanted to go out and deal with it himself but was pushed into the back seat irresistibly by Gu Nian, the car engine started silently, and left the place where the crowd was noisy.

"Gu Nian...I'm so dizzy, please drive slowly..."

Gu Nian looked at the people in the back seat through the rearview mirror, wondering when he fell asleep and woke up again.His face was a little pale, he was wheezing and panting, and beads of sweat had already spread a fine layer on his face.

"What's wrong with you? Are you comfortable somewhere?"

"abdomen……"

Gu Nian slammed on the brakes, and the steering wheel on the way home suddenly turned and drove towards the city.