"Does your Fangzhou supervise our Divine Weapons Department?"
"Ha! Do you still think that Fangzhou is a troika that keeps pace with the Academy of Sciences and the Hanlin Academy?"
I drooped my eyelids and said quietly, "Maybe one day in the future, your Divine Weapons Agency will beg us to supervise."
Bai Yan's big eyes stared at me with the strangest look. He seemed to be smiling but not angry, and suddenly he hit the table hard: "I'll take a gamble with you."
"Tell me. How much does it cost?"
I shook my head: "I don't want a penny."
Bai Yanjun was stunned again and looked at me with his eyes full of fragments.
Next, I threw the biggest kick: "Fangzhou does not have the Shen Wen Department's brand name. We have a cooperative relationship with the Shen Wen Department."
The power and lethality of this second kick is far superior to all the previous ones. Bai Yanjun can't be dealt with at all.
Until Bai Yanjun walked to the porch, he still couldn't bear to ask again quietly: "What are you planning on?"
"To make the motherland strong!"
Bai Yanjun froze in place for a long time, and finally he dug his head into the bald skin without thinking about it. He sighed angrily and left.
Back in the courtyard, Dong Gongming, Chen Yanjie and others gathered around me and looked at me eagerly. They watched me enter the president's office and then gathered in the courtyard to watch me leave after get off work.
From beginning to end, I ignored them.
In the early morning of the next day, six elites from the Sun God Needle project team of Fangzhou Tianyi Institute reported to me on various vehicles at the intersection of two streets outside Guozijian Street.
After I dictated the mission to the six elites, I sent them to the vehicle of the Divine Weapon Agency.
With experience in the Sun God Needle, these six people are enough to complete the early development of the Sun Cannon.
Of course, this group of people is just my cover-up.
I am going to hand over the most important component of the solar cannon to another group of people.
When I woke up, six robes disappeared out of thin air. I definitely couldn't hide this kind of thing.
Therefore, the atmosphere in the courtyard on this day was very strange.
Ge Li, who has always been serious and conscientious, came into the office to brag to me for the first time. Gong Heyang, who had never given me a good look, actually bought a pack of the most expensive cigarettes in his life for me to smoke.
In addition, Zhao Lianping, Xiao Yuan and Cheng Zefeng also came in to report to me.
As for the people who are wandering around the door of my office with nothing to do, they are gone.
At around ten o'clock, even Luo Zepeng and Sun Jingxun couldn't hold it in anymore and entered the office, pressing their wounds and moaning in pain.
Finally, Dong Gongming also stood at the door of the office and called for a report.
At twelve o'clock, the meal group that had been set up had its first meal. Tu Laoliang, representing all the people in Fangzhou, came up to me and chatted for a while, but in the end he didn't get any reply out of my mouth.
It wasn't until I finished the last bite of food that I scolded Tu Laoliang in front of everyone: "If you push me harder, I'll send you disappearing into the smoke."
Walking out of the cafeteria, listening to the deliberately suppressed cheers coming from the cafeteria, I took a deep breath and grinned.
The great gift from the Divine Weapon Office allowed me to find some hope in my confusion and difficulties, but the twelve gold medals were still the dragon-slaying swords hanging over my head, capable of beheading me anytime and anywhere.
To break the situation requires not only an exhaustive strategy, but also a long and arduous struggle.
That afternoon, I went to several places to make new plaques for Xinfangzhou. After that, he rushed to the identification center and spared his precious forty minutes to give lessons to the two young ancestors.
Xiao Yuyi has made rapid progress and has now completed self-study of Zi Di Gui San Zi Jing Qian Jia Shi.
At present, Xiao Yuyi is dating Zhou Yi.
That's right, Xiao Yuyi is now learning the Book of Changes!
Although Xiao Yuyi's understanding of Zhouyi is still limited to word recognition, his memorization skills are beyond first-rate.
Thinking of what Dad Yiyi said to me every day on Sunday, the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.
"Have you ever thought about studying mathematics?"
"I get a headache looking at math."
"What about looking at the text?"
"No headache. Tong Hu, please tell me about the Jedi Heavenly Power after Cangjie coined the Chinese character. Also, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, you were not allowed to become a spirit."
Feeling a little headache, I said a few casual words and turned to the little monster.
Compared to the little one, the little monster no longer gives me a headache, but gives me nerves.
The learning progress of the little monster is a bit scary.
In the two hundred and ninety days since I was gone, the little monster has completed college knowledge in mechanical and electronic subjects.
Nowadays, the little monsters are reading professional books that are pure nonsense.
Such a genius-level student not only makes me nervous, but also makes me despair.
I can't teach the knowledge of the little monster, and neither can the Twelve Heavenly Kings of the Junior Class.
Looking at the old wall clock hanging on the wall, I decided to have a showdown with the little monster.
Pushing the graduation certificate worth five yuan in front of the little monster, I solemnly and solemnly announced that the little monster graduated with honor.
However, the little monster looked at me with a rather unfriendly look: "I'm only eight years old, and you want to push me into society?"
My face felt a little hot, and I told the truth: "Your current knowledge has exceeded the scope of what I can teach you."
"You can let someone else teach me."
I said calmly: "Given the current environment in China, there are only three or five people who can teach you. But it is very difficult to recruit."
In response, the little monster replied: "I'll wait!"
I secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, the little monster said to me next: "But I must stay by your side."
I asked in confusion, "Why?"
"Because you haven't taught me lessons for two hundred and ninety days. According to the bet you made with my grandfather, for every day you owe me, you have to compensate me for one week."
In my horrified eyes, the little monster picked up a solid bamboo stick and said, "You can hit me now, teacher."
After leaving the identification center, my face was still burning with pain.
It’s not that I feel sorry for the little monster, but the little monster reminds me of the time when I dealt with the teacher Twelve Heavenly Kings in the junior class.
