With only two months left to live, the contract girlfriend cried like crazy

With a squeak.

A gap slowly opened in the middle of the transparent ceiling, and then beams of deep blue light poured out like a lively elf, interweaving and projecting accurately on the area in front of the conference table.

These blue lights seemed to have magical powers. They quickly gathered and intertwined, and soon outlined a lifelike virtual character.

It was a young and energetic man, with a tall and straight figure like a pine tree. However, he was wearing a black mask on his face. The material of the mask seemed to have a special luster, and under the reflection of the blue light, it exuded a mysterious atmosphere.

"President."

"President."

The two bowed their heads slightly to the man.

"Well..." The man nodded gently, and said in a clear and vigorous voice: "Gary Gray, you are late, and everyone else has left."

"I'm sorry, President, I was delayed on the way, and some media tails were difficult to deal with..." Gary Gray looked at the projection in front of him with a very respectful look.

"I brought everything." Gary Gray put the safe in the middle of the round table.

Soon the safe slowly sank into the table, and then slowly closed.

Gary Gray looked at the empty seat next to him: "Have the others left? It seems that I missed the opportunity to meet other members..."

"Humph, other people don't bother to know you, and besides, am I not waiting for you here?" The old man snorted coldly, turning the Buddhist beads in his hand with a fierce look.

"Ha..." Gary Gray shook his head: "You are waiting for me, then I feel more scared, everyone knows what you are responsible for in the meeting..."

"Don't worry, as long as they are people who follow the rules, I won't mess around..." The old man crossed his legs and turned his head to one side.

"I have already notified the other four people, Gary Gray, I need to say it again for you." The projection man slowly raised his head, and the empty eyes on the mask looked at him.

"President, please go ahead." Gary Gray was very respectful, he sat upright.

"Our annual meeting will be moved forward from now on, once a month in the future, everyone must come to attend." The man's tone was very firm.

"Once a month... President, why is this..." Gary Gray's eyes widened.

"After our observations over the years, the exact time of the plan has been determined!"

"What!?" Gary Gray stood up directly, and after a brief daze, his eyes showed complex emotions, including shock, surprise and panic.

"President... When is the time?!"

"The time is set on April 1st, six months later, and the error will not exceed 24 hours."

"Half a year... There is still half a year..." Gary Gray muttered to himself.

The man let out a long sigh: "It's finally here. We have been preparing for this for a hundred years. Now our ultimate goal is finally going to be achieved! We are about to change the whole world! What an exciting moment!"

"Gary, is your business okay? In principle, the person on your side is as important as the person from the Lin family. You can send it over after completing your mission."

Gary Gray looked at the black mask on the man's face and swallowed his saliva: "Please rest assured, there will be no problem with this matter."

"That's good, that's good!"

"I once thought that our plan would fail. Did you see the mark on the light screen?"

As the man finished speaking, a square world map appeared on the transparent wall, with some gray dots flashing on it.

Then, this huge world map began to rotate slowly, and the rotation posture had a unique rhythm, just like the planets in the universe running on their own orbits.

It turned faster and faster, and the land and sea on the map passed by quickly in front of the eyes. Finally, it seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force and gradually stopped on the land of Xia.

Then, without any pause, the picture began to zoom in towards the area of ​​Xia, and the mountains, rivers, cities and villages unfolded like a picture scroll.

Finally, the picture was fixed on an extremely prosperous area, where high-rise buildings and busy traffic were everywhere, showing the prosperity.

In the center of this prosperous area, there was a striking red dot flashing rhythmically, like a beating heart, and like a lighthouse guiding the direction in the dark, attracting everyone's attention.

"This twentyThe "particle" that appeared six years ago is also the last "particle carrier" we observed.

Since the last plan failed, I fell into despair. I didn't expect that he was still alive. It's great. This is the opportunity given to us by God. This matter cannot allow any mistakes to happen again!"

"You should know the importance of this "particle carrier" to us, right?"

The old man and Gary Gray nodded at the same time.

"So President..." The old man asked carefully, "The reason why you changed the meeting to once a month is to urgently prepare for this plan six months later?"

"Yes, at the last moment, it's better to be careful." The man nodded.

""A6", how is the waste under your command now?" Suddenly the man turned his head and looked at the old man.

"He..." The old man thought for a while, "He lost a hand and an ear, and only half his life is left."

"It's no pity if this kind of waste dies. He should have completed the plan that year. If it weren't for his stupidity, our preparation plan could have been completed long ago! Last time I asked him to go to Xia Country, I didn't expect that there would be heavy casualties. It's a waste to keep this kind of trash."

"Yes..." The old man nodded slightly, lowered his head and thought for a few seconds before speaking,

"Lucas said that he hoped the president could give him another chance. Even if he risked his life, he would complete this task..."

"Do you think I didn't give him a chance?" The man's tone became extremely cold, "The last time I went to Xia Country was the last chance I gave him. I didn't expect him to be so stupid. How can I give him another chance, huh?"

"President...Lucas has joined the association for more than 30 years..."

"How about this, let Lucas take your place, what do you think?" The virtual projected man walked up to the old man and stared at him.

"I understand, President. I'm sorry, I said too much."