After Bai Yulan tipped the waiter, she had been standing quietly behind the sofa, with her hands in her trousers, habitually leaning against the Muzihua-patterned wall, and looked at Xu Le's back calmly and indifferently.
He has confirmed that Xu Le's anger hidden outside the silence was aimed at the terrorist attack last night. It was just what happened in the S2 area. What does it have to do with this young technical director? Why is this guy so sensitive and anger
"What do you think of this matter?" Xu Le on the sofa suddenly asked without looking back.
Magnolia's eyes drooped slightly, looking at the toes of her shiny leather shoes, she said after a moment of silence: "The anti-government army has previously issued an announcement condemning this terrorist attack, and the office of Senator Pabble also made it as soon as possible. React, unless the Charter Bureau can really find the anti-government troops from the dead, they will never recognize it."
"I don't think it was the decision of the anti-government military committee, it should have been made by some young hardliners within them." Bai Yulan lowered her head and analyzed, because he was a secretary who received 20 million yuan, so although he did not understand these federations The big event has nothing to do with himself and Xu Le in the room, but he still whispered: "It seems that according to the rumors, there are a group of hardliners in the anti-government army in the mountains, and they are very dissatisfied with the capitulationism of the Medellin Congressman. , the saying that he will be punished with blood is true."
"The next step is that someone has to pay for this. No matter whether the result can be found out, His Excellency the President will always give an account to the victims of the attack." Magnolia raised her head, shrugged and said, "If the war resumes, Pabul The congressman should suffer the most, the settlement agreement reached years ago has become a piece of paper, and the biggest piece of political capital he participated in the presidential campaign will soon depreciate and even turn into debt.”
This is not a very good analysis. Magnolia's delicate appearance hides a fierce fighting ability, but he is not a strategic analyst after all. Those experts on the TV news who have become a little bolder because of the Medellin Congressman's speech, He also began to analyze the impact of the concert attack on the peace process of the entire federation, as well as the presidential election that will start in the fall.
Xu Le raised his head from his knees and watched the news expressionlessly.
He knew that there was nothing wrong with Magnolia's analysis. As most people guessed, no one would think that the culprit of this terrorist attack was the Medellin Congressman, because even if the election of the Pabble Congressman was frustrated, Medellin The congressman, as the nominal number two leader of the rebel army, is also hostile to many federal voters.
The image of the Medellin Congressman in front of the federal public is that of an old man who adheres to the idea of non-violence. He has no reason and no ability to make such a terrorist attack.
No federal citizen will doubt this old man, especially after the previous tearful scene, people who have calmed down even faintly yearn for the peace process of the Federation. Don’t end it because of this terrorist attack, then lead the government to cooperate with him in the future. In addition to the seven subordinates who died tragically and who were also injured, who else could be the candidates for negotiation between the four states around the mountain
Although there were thousands of people, Xu Le watched the news silently, not believing it alone.
He didn't have any evidence, not even the logic of inference. He just relied on his own intuition and that twisted temperament to the extreme, and attributed the responsibility for the attack on the four-state concert around the mountain to Medellin.
This is an unreasonable way of thinking. The delicate secretary behind him will not think so, and those officials will not think so, but Xu Le is someone who has personally experienced the Linhaizhou Gymnasium assassination. His poor The woman, the brother on the run, told him with bloody facts that Medellin was the most insidious, cunning and vicious black hand in the federation, a black hand who had deceived the world.
Just like the conversation with the inspector Xiao outside the local prosecutor's office, Xu Le now only believes in his own truth. He believes that Medellin is evil, and this old man, who is deeply respected by the people, is evil.
On the news, the Medellin Congressman's speech has ended, and the reporters are applauding sincerely. Xu Lejue's mood was extremely low and depressed, he turned off the TV, walked into the bathroom to take a cold shower, under the icy cold water, he lowered his head and whispered swear words.
The water is as cold as snowflakes in June.
The terrorist attack at the concert last night was really shocking, but any federal citizen who has seen those pictures can't help feeling sad and angry. It is sentimental, but this emotion should not last for too long, and even after a while, it may be forgotten.
The most prosperous city in the Federation, Hong Kong, is also a giant icy forest indulging in wealth and technology. It is good at forgetting, and is good at sighing and continuing its life.
Seventeen Wharf is not a wharf, it is the most advanced leisure area in the port city, with various bars and restaurants, quietly hidden in the complicated streets and alleys.
The news that was repeated on the news could no longer attract the attention of the diners, only Xu Le squinted at the light screen above his head.
He and Bai Yulan were eating, and there were two men opposite them, one was Zhou Yu, and the other was a slightly fat, somewhat dignified middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked at Xu Le coldly, and after a while he said unceremoniously, "You young man, is there something wrong with your brain, why did you suddenly come to Hong Kong?"
Zhou Yu smiled bitterly and glanced at Xu Le. Now the Federal Academy of Sciences and the Nutshell Engineering Department are competing for the development of the new-generation MX mecha of the Federation. Zhou Yu has always played the role of a middleman, responsible for transferring Xu Le's core data to Back inside the engineering department, he did not understand why Xu Le would suddenly come to Hong Kong and ask to meet powerful people in the engineering department.
Hearing this rude remark, Xu Le retracted his eyes, looked at the official of the Nutshell Engineering Department, lowered his head and said, "The agreement is very clear, I can pay attention to the research progress of the mecha at any time."
The middle-aged man was a senior executive of the Nutshell Engineering Department. Not to mention, he was a highly respected role within the company, even in the Federation. He couldn't help but laugh at Xu Le. : "What a naive child."
Immediately afterwards, the person said indifferently: "But it's okay, according to the information we got, there are more core data models at the Academy of Sciences than us, how do you explain it? Also, when will the function formula be given to me? Since you Come today and get rid of these things.”
This condescending tone was taken for granted by this person. The young man sitting across from him was just a small third-level technical supervisor. If he hadn't been lucky enough to follow Old Professor Shen, how could such a small person be allowed to do so? Involved in the development of the Federation's revolutionary new mecha.
As for the cooperation agreement, the senior executive did not believe it at all. In his opinion, a small person like Xu Le was not qualified to negotiate a deal with the Tai family, or with himself.
Xu Le quietly looked at the slightly fat senior executive, suddenly turned his head and said to Zhou Yu, "He doesn't know who I am?"
Zhou Yu lowered his head and smiled bitterly.
The senior executive who came to meet Xu Le today is surnamed Hao. He holds a very important position in the engineering department. Director Hao, who knows the inside story, of course knows the important role this young man surnamed Xu plays in this matter, but He even believed that in Tai's house, in the engineering department of Nutshell Motor Company, in front of him, this young man should have the self-consciousness to hand over everything, instead of thinking about bargaining.
To be more precise, Director Hao believes that Xu Le should hold his thigh and cry and beg him to use the data.
Xu Le lowered his head and said, "I want a mecha."
The senior executive seemed to have heard something unbelievable. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he showed an extremely mocking smile.
Xu Le waited for a while, made a call, and said to the person on the other end, "I'm talking to a supervisor named Hao, and it wasn't a pleasant conversation."
"Your demands are too high, and it may be difficult for me to meet you."
"I'm in a bad mood today." Xu Le said softly into the phone, "If we can't talk, then forget it."
He hung up the phone, stood up, and was about to leave. Zhou Yu has gradually figured out Xu Le's character during the recent exchanges. He knew that this young squatting soldier has a different temperament from everyone in the Federation. It can make him jealous, but if it really annoys him, he can really do anything.
Director Hao looked at Xu Le who got up and was about to leave in disbelief. He didn't expect the young man's reaction to be so big. He looked at Xu Le coldly, lowered his head and said calmly, "Don't forget Professor Shen's name, the entire Federation Under the pressure of Dean Lin, we are the only ones who can continue to help you."
Xu Le originally planned to pretend that he couldn't hear this person at all, but when he heard the teacher's name, he stopped the thought of turning around and leaving, staring at Director Hao's rich face, as if staring at a flower that was about to be soon. blooming flowers.
Director Hao said with a smile: "Calm down, young man, it's too irritable, it's not good."
At this moment, the phone in Xu Le's hand rang, and after connecting, the voice over there was silent for a while and then said: "I will ask someone to prepare a mecha, but at most it is before the M50. "
Xu Le stared at Director Hao's face, and said to the phone, "Yes, but I don't want to talk to this trash surnamed Hao. If Zhou Yu's level on your side is not enough, you can get someone else."
When Director Hao heard the word trash, he suddenly raised his head, slapped the table angrily, stood up, pointed a finger at Xu Le's nose, and yelled, "You little..."
Only had time to say a small word.
Xu Le is not an irritable young man, but he has always been angry today.
Magnolia, who had been standing silently beside him, had been carefully observing his reaction, knowing that if this guy vented his anger, it would be very scary, so when Director Hao stood up, he took a step forward in silence and stopped him. In front of Xu Le, he grabbed Director Hao's fingers with one hand.
With a crackling sound, it was directly twisted off.