The profiteer, glancing at Sean, although William muttered in his heart, he didn't blame him for any thoughts,

On the contrary, I appreciate Sean's attitude as a manager and focusing on money.

"It's not difficult to reduce the driving range, just reduce the technical content of the battery",

With a smile, William patted Sean on the shoulder, "You're in charge of taking care of them and handling the production of the prototype hardware,

Wait for the finished product to come out and then go back to deal with the company's affairs, remember to keep it strictly confidential, no problem."

Sean nodded affirmatively, "Understood, BOSS".

"Then I'll deal with the battery, come to me directly if you have a problem, do it well, I'm optimistic about you."

Being slapped by William and seeing his encouraging eyes, Sean felt a lot more relaxed.

personally escorted William out of the conference room, and helped the seven engineers serve tea and pour water with a smile on his face.

Out of the conference room, William wandered around the experimental building, pretending to look at every piece of equipment and every room.

Secretly, it was carefully scanned with mental power to prevent surveillance and eavesdropping.

After confirming that there was no problem, hundreds of spider robots were secretly released to monitor the entire experimental building.

The morning passed like this, and after eating the lunch brought by Serena, the two sat in the rest area and talked quietly.

"You and Nissa have stopped everything they are doing these days and are waiting for my mission".

"Hmm", helping William clean up the dishes, Serena nodded slightly, "Nissa asked me to ask where you are going to us at night?"

"Hehe", shaking his head regretfully, William held Serena's hand and said apologetically, "If nothing else,

I'm going to be here these days, and when it's done, I'll take you two out on a trip."

"Really?" said Serena, who hadn't left London for a long, long time, when she heard the light in her eyes, "just the three of us?"

"If you don't mind someone else interjecting, I'm not against that."

"No, it's just the three of us," Serena affirmed, kissing William, "I'll go back first, and Nissa will be the one delivering the food in the evening."

Seeing off Serena, William took a lunch break, woke up and went to the conference room and the small power lab, and looked at the progress of the engineers who were discussing in groups.

Back in the lounge area, he said to Sean, who had finished the call, "How about I upgrade the equipment for Aston Martin's power lab?"

"Ah", Sean shook his head immediately, "There's no need, BOSS, the company's existing laboratory equipment is completely sufficient, and even higher requirements can rent the National Power Laboratory,

There are hundreds of millions of upgraded equipment, which is enough for us to rent for at least 20 years."

Hearing that it would cost hundreds of millions to upgrade the equipment, and that the same purpose could be achieved by spending a little money to rent, William nodded, "Okay, let's talk about it later."

I walked into my dedicated lab and asked the logistics supervisor on Sunday to ask for ten materials for a simplified version of the Type 01 battery.

After waiting for more than an hour, the materials arrived and he began to tinker with the battery.

And in the church in the distant United States, at this time, he was visiting the supermarket with his new girlfriend Sara, who had been with him for almost half a year.

The church and Sara would know each other because seven or eight months ago, he covered up an operation for William.

He voluntarily stepped down from the New York C1A supervisor and returned to the Virginia base to serve as his Commodore Colton.

Although the C1A supervisor is gone, the church has not suffered either, and William has been secretly selling bulletproof suits and explosives detectors at a discount of 9.5%.

Although in the past six months, because of the shareholder of the bulletproof supplies company, his business has not been as good as before,

But he is well-connected, and he sells one or two sets privately every month, which is not difficult at all for some people who are eager to get the finished product or don't want to leave a purchase record.

In six months, his deposits in Swiss banks increased by almost £6 million.

It's a pity that the money is far away, but it doesn't mean that there is no trouble.

After he quit C1A, some people thought that the church was out of power and was afraid that some secrets would be exposed by him.

On a dark night, a group of six heavily armed combat squads crept to the door.

After a dragon fight, Mr. Church, who goes by the pseudonym Frank Moses, actually took his newly met girlfriend and teamed up with a few old men and women who were about to meet Satan.

Kill Robert Meane, a would-be president, and Alexander Dunning, the big arms dealer behind the scenes.

When the matter was over, the church happily lived in Virginia with his new girlfriend.

It's a pity that as a legendary agent of C1A, it's not so easy for him to retire.

No, when I was shopping at the supermarket with Sarah, I found a reason to break up with Sarah.

The church looked unhappily at Marvin Borg not far away.

Pushing the shopping cart of the supermarket, he scolded with a bad face, "Damn, Marven, didn't we say that we wouldn't contact again?"

"I don't want to see you either, but I've been sending you all day and I haven't received a single reply."

Looking at Marven, who was still wearing a hood and dodging in the supermarket, the church said depressedly, "I'm retired, of course I don't have time to pay attention to the secret mailbox."

"Really, are you really retired?" Marven angrily took off his hood, "Do you want me to tell me what your position is now?"

FKU, Frank Moses, you bastard is thriving right now, and I'm just hiding in the swamp to the south."

"Stop, stop, stop", interrupting Marven's words, the church said helplessly, "Who made you nervous all day, otherwise I would have hired you as an instructor a long time ago."

"Ha, instructor, you are so generous, sergeant or sergeant", Marven mocked, "I'm 62 years old, and the devil salutes those who can be my grandson,

If something hadn't happened, I might have been working as a butler for the great nobles in London by now."

"Just you, as a housekeeper? Can I say the family is blind?"

Seeing that the old guy didn't look like a lie, he said seriously, "What the hell is looking for me?"

"This is not the place to talk", Marven said in a low voice, "Frank, I'm not kidding, you must take your little girlfriend with me now".

"I'm not going anywhere," the church grinned, "with you, I might as well go straight to the base and hide."

"Where are you going?"

Marven just wanted to explain, but heard Sarah's excited voice behind him.

The two of them turned their heads to see Sara walking briskly from the supermarket shelf.

"No, no, my dear, I didn't expect to meet Marven here",

The church smiled and said to Marven, "It's a pleasure to see you, Marven, let's make an appointment to invite you to my house as a guest, goodbye."

"Frank", Marven had a calm face, wanting to explain but not wanting Sara to know,

Looking at the church where his mind was all on his girlfriend and there was a way out, he could only curse in a low voice and leave alone.

The church and Sara checked out and walked out of the supermarket, Marven drove to the two of them in a car, and asked with a straight face,

"Ask you again, you really don't want to go with me".

"NO, I'm going back to the base, and you go to London to be a housekeeper, bye-bye, Marven".

The church thought very clearly, as long as you stay in the base, there are six seal brigades around you, and nearly a thousand fierce people are protecting you.

As long as he is a brigadier general, no one can do anything to him.

looked at Marven and said, 'Pay attention to safety' and leave, the church where he was holding his girlfriend hadn't walked ten steps,

A loud "boom" came from not far away.