Zhang Sancha combed his bangs with the five fingers of his left hand, tried to calm himself, and slowly asked at the phone screen, "Is the time ripe now?"

"It's ripe. The system replied cheerfully.

Zhang San couldn't help but be a little suspicious, and in the morning he deduced that it was "in the near future", and it was mature as soon as it went down.

"Now that you've guessed the way to communicate power, it's also a kind of fate. Fate is a mysterious existence, and fate is also difficult to fathom, and agreeing in advance is affected by fate. ”

Zhang San's mind turned sharply, how could the system seem to know what he was thinking, and he began to explain it for the first time.

"I can give you the means to communicate power, but take one thing away from you, would you?" the system continued to prescribe the questioning, a bit like the pastor's line on a wedding officiant.

"What about Zhao Cong? Does he already have a way to communicate power? "Zhang San is most concerned about this.

“……”

The system ignored it.

Zhang San took a deep breath, saw the automatic blood pressure monitor in the lounge, and suddenly walked to the door. opened a crack and saw Xiao Feifei standing at the door. "Is there a doctor here?"

"Yes. Xiao Feifei replied respectfully.

"To be the kind of person who is competent for a full examination, I want to do a medical examination. ”

"Yes, here, please. ”

Zhang San put his mobile phone in his pocket, followed Xiao Feifei out of the building, and walked into the office building next to him. There is actually a sign of the Institute of Life Sciences, and it seems that you are in the right place.

The specifications of the medical examiners are very high, and listening to Xiao Feifei's introduction, they are all from this professor and that professor. Zhang San was down-to-earth and asked for a comprehensive physical examination of himself, including chromosome examination.

The equipment here is very advanced, chromosomal examination, it takes several months to get the results in a professional hospital, and it only takes 15 minutes here.

After a quarter of an hour, the doctor took out all the results and patiently pointed out what he needed to pay attention to later.

Zhang San's mind was not here at all, so he agreed, returned to the lounge just now, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the system.

"I do!"

"Ding......

Zhang San saw that the system had exited, and a push appeared. He didn't have time to look, so he opened the door and pulled Xiao Feifei to the Institute of Life Sciences.

When the doctor heard Zhang San's request, he was very strange and wanted to explain from a professional point of view that there was no point in doing a physical examination with the same content on the same day.

But Zhang San was very persistent.

Soon, the second report came out, and the doctor didn't bother to explain it to him and handed him the printed results directly.

Zhang San was not angry, picked up the two reports, and compared them word by word. With a slight change in numbers, he asked with a dead face.

After a full hour, Zhang San finally understood that the results before and after had not changed at all for a person. He breathed a sigh of relief, spread the five fingers of his left hand, straightened his bangs, thanked the doctor, and returned to the lounge with ease.

Along the way, I saw people running. Xiao Feifei's expression became very surprised.

"Is it a replacement?" asked Zhang San as he walked.

"You're a deacon, I'm sorry, Deacon Zhang. Xiao Feifei also bowed and apologized while walking.

As soon as he entered the conference room, Zhang San saw that the big screen in the center was actually playing news. To the effect that, in view of Zhang San's outstanding contributions to science and technology, he became the sixth deacon elected by the new technology ranking network. According to the explanation of the white paper on the development of science and technology in the country, he has the treatment of a deputy minister......

Subsequent descriptions of various treatments: ...... What is exempt from inspection when you take a plane, and you will have the same standard of reception when you go abroad......

Zhang San didn't care about these things, he stood there, waiting for the system to announce it to the world. Sure enough, as mentioned later: he can report directly to the central government on new scientific and technological discoveries......

That was enough, Zhang San walked towards the lounge. If the scientific and technological achievements are followed by a sentence that so-and-so is blackmailing himself, it is enough to alarm the upper echelons, and it is by no means something that Dongfang Lin and others can cover up.

He took out his mobile phone, directly skipped the push, clicked on the recent call, and flipped to Dongfang Lin's number. Do you want to go on the phone and show it? It's a little too sharp. Or...... He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't find a suitable word.

"Deacon Zhang, all bodyguards are in place. Captain Zhou is waiting for your command at the door. Little Feifei knocked on the door, and the probe came in and said.

"Good. Zhang San put down his phone, got up and walked out. I saw a big man standing at the door.

"Hello Deacon Zhang, I'm Zhou Biao, and I'm in charge of your safety. Then he saluted.

"Are you from a special forces?" Zhang San couldn't help but think of this awe-inspiring class of troops when he saw him.

"......" Zhou Biao saluted again and did not speak. But a flash of gloom flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his hand and stood.

Zhang San knew their temperament, and they didn't mix well after retiring from the army, so they didn't want to mention the military again, thinking that it was an insult to the organization. This group of people is worthy of respect, and he also returned a not-so-standard salute, "You will bother in the future!"

On the way back, he still took Lao Cheng's car. The big head squeezed his eyebrows on the side and asked, "Little Deacon Zhang, don't you feel very good?"

Zhang San ignored him. Now it is almost certain that this guy must be the person selected by the system, otherwise he would not have made such a joke on the deacon.

The physical examination is fine, and the big head is also alive and well, and it seems that the transfer system is not a liar, nor is it an evil organization.

That's not bad! Regarding what was taken and what was the effect of what was taken? Zhang San knew that with his own intelligence, he would definitely not be able to guess.

Back at the villa, Zhou Biao only brought 3 people. He had already reported to Zhang San that 4 people were arranged in the villa, and the others worked in shifts 24 hours a day to protect them.

Zhang San sat on the terrace, looked over at the poinsettia, and found that there was no one. He took out his mobile phone, typed in the agent who was "shocked by the mask", and searched for "Zhu Toushang". It's a strange name. However, Zhang San didn't think about sneering, but frowned, Zhao Cong must have had an accident.

It stands to reason that the fourth product of Heying Hi-Tech is also developed by the professor, and even the host of the press conference is the same, why did he change the agent?

Is it possible that after becoming a director of the new technology ranking network, no new product agents will be arranged?

Even if he doesn't act as an agent, his virtue will definitely come out of nowhere. Especially when he announced that he had become Deacon Zhang, there was no reason why he had not heard from him.

"What do you want to do here?" Xiao Ming in his heart jumped out.

"Don't make noise. The two are competitors, and the end can be referred to. "Xiaobai is more fierce than Xiaoming for the first time.

"What's the reference?"

"Get out!"

"......" Xiao Ming was actually quiet.

Zhang San shook his head. When this guy jumped out, he wanted to beat him up, but when he didn't show up, he was a little flustered.

He heard Zhou Biao arranging his subordinates, and the bodyguards lived on the first floor.

Zhang San walked into the master bedroom on the third floor, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling and not knowing what to think, looking a little lonely.