Chapter 151: Daddy Do Me a Favor

Seeing Zhou Xing's angry appearance, it seems that it is not possible to explain it clearly, this little guy is now the key person above, and he is not worried about soothing his emotions, if something goes wrong, they can't afford this responsibility. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Xiaoxing, the situation is like this, I think you are still young, but your research and development talent is very amazing, and you have successively developed a 5nm lithography machine and a nano medical cabin, which is a national heavy weapon, and the future achievements will definitely be extraordinary, so the above focuses on you, takes special care of you, and launches the S-level protection plan. Zhang Yujun looked at Zhou Xing and introduced with a solemn face.

Hearing this, Zhou Xing smiled and said casually: "According to you, does the country want me to continue to be an unknown scientist?"

Zhang Yujun and Liu Zheming glanced at each other and smiled bitterly, this little guy is not easy to deal with, his words are sharp, and he hits the nail on the head, the leaders above do have this meaning, but it is too ugly to say.

"Xiaoxing, you shouldn't understand it this way, a top scientific researcher is like an energy-efficient 'engine', which has an incomparably powerful role in promoting the development of the country, and other governments will definitely try their best to assassinate and sabotage in secret, and the most important thing we do is to worry about your safety. Liu Zheming explained.

"I don't need you to worry about my safety, the 5nm lithography machine and the nano medical cabin are all my inventions, you can't turn them into someone else's for this reason, I'm not that great. If there is no system task requirements, Zhou Xing may be able to choose forbearance, but the task is in front, and he has to fight for this reputation.

"Xiaoxing, you may have misunderstood, although reputation conceals your existence, the real profit of the invention still belongs to you. Liu Zheming waved his hand in defense.

"Yes, yes, your father not only owns the shares of the lithography machine company, but also owns 39% of the shares of the group company that produces nano medical cabins, if you feel that this arrangement is not appropriate, the shares can be transferred to your name!" Zhang Yujun explained in person, ignoring Zhou Wenhai's face.

Zhou Wenhai lit a cigarette and smoked it silently, his face complicated.

Zhou Wenhai doesn't care about the shares, he has a son of Zhou Xing, and it won't be all his after a hundred years, Zhou Wenhai is now struggling with whether to help his boy fight for this reputation.

The inventor of the 5-nanometer lithography machine, the inventor of the nano-medical cabin, and the scientist who eliminated the terminal disease of mankind, this is a reputation that has created history, has been famous for thousands of years, and is admired by the world!

If he were Zhou Wenhai himself, he would definitely want fame and fortune, and his life would be a bit of a threat!

However, when it was his son-Zhou Xing whose life was threatened, Zhou Wenhaiden was not calm, and he was in a dilemma and could not choose.

Ye Huilan's face tightened, and she persuaded Zhou Xing without thinking: "Xiaoxing, we don't care about reputation, mom, as long as you are safe!"

Listening to his mother's words, Zhou Xing almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, if he didn't fight for fame, the system task could not be completed, did this mean that he would be a disabled person with paralysis in the lower half of his body in the future?

"Yes! Xiaoxing, the country will not treat meritorious people badly, and now it is only temporary for you to 'remain incognito', and when the environment allows, we will immediately correct your name." Listening to Ye Huilan's words, Zhang Yujun's eyes lit up, and he took advantage of the situation to guarantee.

"Yes, Xiaoxing, we won't harm you, you see that your mother cares so much about your safety, don't you listen to your mother?" Liu Zheming was shocked and hurriedly persuaded him.

Hearing this, Zhou Xing wanted to cry and look at Ye Huilan without tears, he had just given a 'god assist' to his mother in the morning, what happened to him at this time, with the attribute of 'pig teammate'! Now the powerful rebuttal is less important than a sentence: 'Listen to your mother' is more important, how can he continue to negotiate with them!

"Yes, Xiaoxing, our family is not short of money to spend now, and safety and health are the most important. Ye Huilan nodded happily and stared at Zhou Xingquan tightly.

Zhou Xing smiled bitterly, met Ye Huilan's gaze, and nodded helplessly.

Since the negotiation road is not going through, now the only option can be implemented, and a trace of helplessness flashed in Zhou Xing's eyes.

Xiaoxing, you are still young, you don't need to be in a hurry to become famous, now you should seize the time to continue to study and continue to precipitate. Seeing Zhou Xing nodding, Zhang Yujun laughed happily.

"Yes, yes, you're still young, don't be in a hurry to make a name for yourself!" Liu Zheming smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Don't talk about it, the food is cold, continue to move the chopsticks!" Ye Huilan greeted everyone happily, and then sandwiched a piece of braised pig's feet in the porcelain bowl in front of Zhou Xing, and said, "Xiaoxing, you're hungry! ā€

"Mom, thank you!" Zhou Xing said with an ugly smile on his face.

"Silly boy, what's polite to your mother, hurry up and eat the pig's feet, I made it for you!" Ye Huilan smiled with satisfaction and said with concern.

"Hmm!" Zhou Xing nodded with tears in his eyes, picked up the porcelain bowl, picked up the pig's feet with chopsticks, and ate with a 'happy' face.

Zhou Wenhai looked at Zhou Xing's food with a strange face, and always felt that there was something wrong there, his own kid has always been very stubborn, once he makes a decision, it is the character of nine cows that can't turn back, how can he be persuaded so easily at this time, could it be that there is any other calculation?

Zhou Wenhai suddenly had a 'groan' in his heart, and a bad premonition floated, could it be that Zhou Xing was going to start 'cheating his father' again?

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, let's go one. Zhang Yujun raised his glass to Zhou Wenhai and said.

"Oh, yes, yes! Zhou Wenhai hurriedly shook off the bad premonition in his mind, and hurriedly picked up the wine bottle and filled the empty glass.

There was a crisp "ding dong", and the two wine glasses slammed together lightly in mid-air.

Soon, the wine glasses on the dinner table were handed over, and laughter continued one after another.

Zhang Yujun and Liu Zheming are both old fritters in officialdom, all kinds of happy jokes, easy to come, Zhou Wenhai and Ye Huilan are mixed in the shopping mall, witty words, calmly responding, the joyful atmosphere on the wine table has always been very strong, but Zhou Xing is the only one who eats alone and can't melt in.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, at ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yujun and Liu Zheming said goodbye, and Zhou Wenhai and his wife warmly sent them to the door.

"Lao Zhou, I'll take a shower, and you clean up the coffee table. Back in the living room, Ye Huilan instructed Zhou Wenhai to say a word, and after speaking, she walked straight to the toilet.

Zhou Wenhai smiled bitterly and hurriedly walked to the living room to tidy up the coffee table.

"Dad, if you're free, I have something to discuss with you. ā€

Zhou Wenhai, who was bending down to sort out the ashtray, was startled when he heard what Zhou Xing said behind him.

"Xiao Xing, what are you doing down! Why don't you go back to your room to sleep so late? Let's talk about it tomorrow!" Zhou Wenhai felt bad in his heart, and immediately took the lead and used a delaying strategy.

"Dad, I'm not sleepy now, just delay you for a while, soon!" Zhou Xing frowned and said puzzled.

Hearing this, Zhou Wenhai took a deep breath, looked at Zhou Xing's serious face, and felt a thick 'wind of pit fathers' blowing in his face.