Brownstone Garden, outside the gate of Zhou Hao's villa, the big secretary who was forced to be sent out of the house by Zhou Hao stood at the door in a daze, looking at the closed wrought iron gate unwillingly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The iron gate of Zhou Hao's house is the hollow iron gate that the property company allocates to every family as standard, only to the height of the chest of an ordinary adult man, it seems that the main role of this door is for beauty rather than safety, the whole door looks very fragile, Zhou Hao is not even locked, just need to push gently, the big secretary will re-enter the yard.

But he didn't dare!

He was even ashamed to feel that he was not even as good as a street thug. Those thugs lost face, and before they slipped away, they would leave a few cruel words such as the coming day, so that they could cover up their shame. But he could only look at this door unwillingly, and he had to carefully hide his inner unhappiness under the "skin", lest he anger the great god inside.

Ding Shan ignored his companion's entanglement, after he walked out of the courtyard, he took out his mobile phone expressionlessly, and quickly dialed the phone in the conference room of the Great Elder of the Red Palace, he knew that the bigwigs were all waiting for the result in the conference room.

The matter is very simple, it can be said in a few sentences, Ding Shan described all the details of Zhou Hao at that time as clearly as possible, so that everyone in the Red Palace can accurately grasp the situation at that time.

There was no speech on the other side of the phone, and Ding Shan could even hear the sound of heavy breathing coming from the earphones, and in Ding Shan's feeling, after a long time, he finally heard the voice of the Führer.

The words are very simple, a very ordinary question, it seems that all leaders have asked their subordinates a question at one time or another.

"What kind of list does he want, as you judge?"

How to answer that?

If this sentence were someone else, he would definitely make a very distressed and confused expression, and reply in a very heavy, dignified, incomprehensible, deep tone, very ashamed, "I don't know!"

However, it is Ding Shan nicknamed "Dashan" who is now answering this question.

Although with the Führer's questioning, Ding Shan felt an invisible pressure coming out of thin air, which made Ding Shan's heartbeat increase and blood pressure rise rapidly, and even made Ding Shan feel a little difficult to breathe, but he still squeezed out a sentence from his throat, "Mr. Zhou said, 'I plan to take out a part of the quota for Chinese scientists', this list can only be the scientist and the Liu Yueban named by Mr. Zhou!"

After saying this, Ding Shan's heart was suddenly relieved.

He knew how many entanglements there were behind this list, and he also knew that the Führer had been waiting for someone to dare to stand up and stab this matter.

This sentence, when the Red Palace discussed this matter yesterday, he was lying in the Chinese Academy of Sciences for examination, and he did not have a chance to say it. Now, Ding Shan can foresee that the Führer will definitely use his words as a weapon to kick those who are ready to hitchhike out of the car.

Perhaps the Führer had foreseen this situation a long time ago......

Ding Shan suddenly felt that there was deep malice behind his trip, why me?

The most qualified bureaucrat, although Ding Shan has always been, he does not recognize the six relatives, but he understands the risks of Huan Hai, otherwise he will not be able to sit firmly in this position.

But......

People always have to have some feelings!

Thinking of this, Ding Shan felt a chord in his heart, since you need a weapon, then I will sharpen the knife brighter.

"Führer, I am resigning from the post of Chief of the Secret Service, please approve it!"

"Ding Shan, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Ding Bureau, don't talk nonsense!"

"Play the piano!"

Listening to the chaotic scolding of the bigwigs on the other side of the mobile phone, the corners of Ding Shan's mouth curled, and at this time, he was scolded not for suppression, but for saving. Ding Shan suddenly felt warm in his heart at this moment.

"As you know, my greatest wish before Director Wu's accident was to be an instructor in the Secret Service. It's just that the Wu Bureau had an accident so suddenly that the Secret Service was in chaos, and no one dared to take over this mess, and I made this director. Regardless of the merits and demerits of these years, I think that with my professional ability, I don't necessarily have to be an official to serve the country...... What's more, the Secret Service doesn't need a director who can live for hundreds of years!"

Ding Shan paused, seemed to muster up the strength of his whole body and slowly said this long paragraph, after finishing speaking, he felt that he seemed to return to his youth, when he liked to play table tennis for a day and then went to the bathhouse to soak for an hour or two, and when he lay in the rest area after bathing, he felt - the whole body was sore, weak but happy physically and mentally.

People always need to dare to speak the truth!

Just as athletes have given up on winning, on the pursuit of gold medals, then there must be something more important waiting for them.

Maybe it's right, maybe it's wrong, but do they matter?

Ding Shan felt that based on the information he had and his own considerations, he was doing the right thing......

If it's not right, convince me with a fair and honest reason!

After a few hundred years, when I look back on the past when I am dying, I will definitely think that what I did today is the same as winning a grand slam championship in table tennis, which belongs to a very, very, very awesome category.

At least after working for so many years, this is the first time that I have expressed my heart directly, expressed my heart, took off my mask, and wrote a few words on my face unmistakably: I am not satisfied with this arrangement!

There was a very clear banging sound coming out of the mobile phone, and Ding Shan knew that this was the Führer's habitual knocking on the table again, so he immediately held his breath and waited for the Führer to speak.

Sure enough, when the voice in the conference room gradually subsided, the Führer's very calm words really came from the mobile phone, "At the critical moment when the earth enters the cosmic civilization, we can't change the commander on the spot." This is not conducive to work, and there is no way to explain to the special service soldiers, and you don't want the soldiers to be emotional! Come back, I'll wait for you at Wu's hometown!"

After the head of state finished speaking, he couldn't help but end the call, Ding Shan looked at the mobile phone screen that had dimmed in a daze, and suddenly shrugged his shoulders in the appearance of Zhou Hao, ignoring the secretary who was still standing at the door in a daze, and only made a waiting gesture to the secretary's driver, Ding Shan went straight to the special car of the secret service, "Go to Wu's hometown!"

Xishan, Wu Lao moved out of the Red Palace and came to Xishan after resigning from his position, but Wu Lao did not live with other older generations, but found a piece of land in the middle of the mountainside, and Wu Zimo funded a small courtyard alone, and also opened a vegetable field in the yard, busy with his half an acre of tomatoes and cucumbers all day long, but also happy.

Because of the problem of a secret passage, when Ding Shan rushed to Wu Lao's residence in Xishan, he had already seen that the Führer and an old man had rolled up their sleeves and followed Wu Lao to water the vegetable patch, and in such a short time, the Führer's shirt was all soaked, and the old man obviously coped with the matter, and there was a trace of sweat on his forehead.

Seeing Ding Shan arrive, Wu Lao straightened his waist easily, and patted the Führer's shoulder with a smile, "Xiao Gao, okay, put it down, you are young and not as strong as an old man like me." Hai Lao, rest!"

"You have a good grandson, how can I compare with you!" The old man beat his waist in disguise, in fact, he was indeed not young. The Führer carefully watered the last tomato before putting down the bucket in his hand, holding his knees and slowly standing up straight, "Uncle Wu, I'll go get a bowl of water to drink, and let Ding Shan tell you and Hai Lao about Mr. Zhou." ”

"No, Mr. Zhou asked people to send dozens of watermelons yesterday, and I asked people to take a few early in the morning and put them in the creek behind, and it was just right to eat at this time. ”

Wu Lao reached out and grabbed the Führer's arm with the agility that the old man should not have, two retired old men and an intelligence leader who had just made trouble to retire were alone, Wu Lao's son was still the old leader of the intelligence chief, and what was even worse was that Hai Lao was relatively yin, Wu Lao didn't want to be stuck in many calculations after retirement.

Pulling the Führer, the three of them sat at a stone table under the grape trellis in the courtyard, Ding Shan just wanted to speak when Wu Lao stretched out his hand and waved, "Last night, because of the matter of this list, my old man didn't sleep well, good guys, the old guys who were lying in the hospital all came to my small courtyard one by one." I said Hai Lao, you have to take care of this matter, so that they don't bother my old man, if it doesn't work, I'll hide on an alien planet to find my grandson. ”

"Old Wu, you ......"

Wu Lao once again stretched out his hand to stop the Führer's words, and neatly took out a phone from his trouser pocket and put it on the stone table, "For the sake of clean ears, I don't listen to these things." It's useless for you to guess, I'll call Mr. Zhou, you can ask directly or make an appointment to visit, this matter is up to him. ”

As he spoke, Wu Lao's thumb had already pressed on the number key "1".

"Quick dial!" After the head of state saw Wu Lao's movements, his heart suddenly struck, but he immediately rushed to relieve him, and with the relationship between Zhou Hao and Wu Zimo, it is not surprising that Wu Lao has this treatment.

"Old Wu, why did you remember to call me, is there not enough watermelon? But you can't eat too much watermelon at your age. Zhou Hao's voice seemed to be very relaxed, lazy, without a trace of young vitality.

"It's not watermelon, I just want to ask what you think about that list, so I'll give you a hint, the Hai Lao in charge of this list is also by my side." Our older generation's minds don't turn as fast as your young people, so you can remind you two sentences, so as not to waste your mind, and worry about so many things at such an old age, if it's a little bit in case, it's also a loss for the country, right?"

Wu Lao spoke very directly, and in the half a year since he withdrew from politics, he had a lot more contact with Zhou Hao, and he spoke with each other a lot less politely. However, as he spoke, his fingers lightly pressed on the recording button of his mobile phone, and this action made the Führer happy.

"Old Wu, the Führer is by your side, right?"

Zhou Hao lay lazily on the sofa in his living room, and after glancing at Wu Lao's side from afar, especially after the old man named Hai Lao had a good look on his face, he couldn't help but sneer.

The old man's mouth is damaged enough, what is in case...... I almost cursed the guy named Hai Lao to hurry up and make some "just in case".

But look at Hai Lao's face, longevity, don't accept it!

"My conditions are clear. Scientists in various fields, especially those who have given everything to their country in obscurity, are pluses. ”

Although Zhou Hao had already pointed out his existence, the head of state did not have any intention of standing up and speaking, but looked at Hai Lao with a very respectful look, "Hai Lao, you can talk about it!"

"Mr. Zhou, although I haven't met you, your contribution to Huaxia (a thousand words are omitted here, please refer to the news broadcast of Imperial Court Station)...... However, I hope you can understand that the country is so big, everyone has made their own contribution in their respective positions, we can't be so absolute that this opportunity is only given to the scientific community, and we all need to set benchmarks and representatives in all walks of life. ”

"What you said is very reasonable!" Zhou Hao seemed to be very reasonable, but his next sentence made the little Hai Lao Tong.

"I don't deny that there are respectable people in all walks of life, but my resources are limited, and I can only supply the talents that China needs the most. Therefore, it is only for scientists, and for those scientists who have made outstanding contributions to the country and the people, not for the so-called experts who can only talk about it. In addition, I have a total of 90 places, and you want them all, can't I leave my things to my family?"

After listening to Zhou Hao's accusation, Hai Lao's face suddenly turned red.

Including himself, everyone wrote down that Zhou Hao had ninety indicators every year and had used one yesterday, and the list was also drawn up according to eighty-nine people, but they forgot that Zhou Hao's family also needed genetic optimization solution.

It's big!

The person on the other end of the phone was the murderous Duke of Haotian......

I'm really old, and I actually made this mistake that I shouldn't have made the most. After secretly glancing at the Fuhrer, Wu Lao, and Ding Shan who were sitting on his side expressionlessly, Hai Lao secretly swallowed his saliva, and said slowly, "This is my negligence, I'm very sorry! You can ...... in order."

"Why should I follow the order and not weed out some undesirable people?"

Zhou Hao coldly interrupted Hai Lao's words, what is in order, it is nothing more than removing the last person from the list according to the order of the list.

We don't know each other, and we've only seen it once or twice on the news before, why?

Hai Lao's face sank, and his entire eyelids drooped, like an angry bull, panting hard. Seeing this, the head of state knew that he could no longer let Hai Lao continue to talk to Zhou Hao, so he hurriedly reached out and moved the mobile phone to his side. For the head of state, what he needs is Zhou Hao's clear attitude, otherwise he can only risk the reputation of disrespecting the old and doing it hard, which is definitely not the best choice for the Red Palace.

Mr. Zhou, explode, as long as you dare to give the standard, I will dare to report your name to this standard.

The Führer thought so and said, "Mr. Zhou, then you can give a standard!"

After Hai Lao heard the Führer's statement, his face became even worse, and he just wanted to reach out and pick up the mobile phone on the desktop, but Wu Lao, who was quick and quick-eyed, reached out and gently patted the back of his hand, "Let's listen to what Mr. Zhou has to say first!"

"Huang Xuhua!"

"The father of nuclear submarines, on the list!" the Führer smiled slightly.

"Yu Min!"

"Father of the hydrogen bomb, on the list!" the smile on the Führer's face grew even stronger.

"Liu Baoyong!"

"Chief designer of Dongfeng, there are also on the list!"

"Yuan Longping!"

"The father of hybrid rice, this one definitely has!"

"Zhang Shourong!"

"Mr. Zhang is a master of metallurgical process theory research, ranking first on the list!"

"Wu Mengchao!"

"The father of hepatobiliary surgery in China, there is!" The head of state was about to burst out laughing, none of these national treasures were on the list, but he also felt that Zhou Hao must have another purpose for mentioning these people.

Mention it, and see how those people have faces alongside these national treasures!

At this time, Zhou Hao's voice sounded again, "Yang Wei!"

"Chief designer of J-20, ...... on the list" The Führer just wanted to habitually say "yes" but suddenly stopped and looked at Hai Lao with his eyes. Because during the discussion at that time, many old comrades led by Hai Lao thought that Yang Wei was still young and there was no need to rush to compete for the first batch of places......

"I know what you think, who told you that I will continue to provide you with a share next year?" Zhou Hao's voice suddenly rose a few points,

The Führer was slightly stunned, and even Wu Lao, who had been staring at Hai Lao without any expression, couldn't help but half-stand up, hunched over and held the stone table with both hands, and said anxiously, "Mr. Zhou, ...... next year"

"The performance is not good, it will be gone next year, I'll come by myself!" Zhou Hao held back a smile, and after looking at the restless appearance of several bigwigs in Xishan, he casually read out a name, "Gao Fenglin!"

"Gao Fenglin?"

The head of state didn't expect that Zhou Hao would skip the topic just now, but since Zhou Hao had already spoken, he could only follow Zhou Hao's train of thought even if he didn't want to, but this person's name was a little rusty, and he also had a good memory, so he quickly thought of a person, and asked with some uncertainty, "Is it Gao Fenglin, who welded the "heart" of the rocket?"

"Yes, I think there can be craftsmen from great countries, what do you say? There are also Gu Qiuliang, Xu Liping, Fang Wenmo, ......."

The Führer was silent, and Zhou Hao's reasons were too strong to allow the Führer to raise any questions.

Gao Fenglin, special fusion welder of the Launch Vehicle Technology Research Institute of the Aerospace Science and Technology Group. He has been engaged in welding work for 40 years, specializing in welding the engines of the Long March series rockets. The thinnest weld record was 0.08 mm.

Gu Qiuliang, the chief assembly fitter technician of the deep-sea manned submersible "Jiaolong", nicknamed "Gu Liangsi", means that he can control the accuracy of the processed parts within 0.02 mm, that is, one-fiftieth of a hair, with his hands.

Xu Liping, who carved the gunpowder surface for a missile engine......

Engaged in a spark may lose life of high-risk work for 28 years, for the J-15 carrier-based aircraft to produce standard parts of Fang Wenmo, manual processing accuracy exceeds the CNC machine tool to break through the textbook human manual processing ability limit, is equivalent to the ten-level fitter, living high-precision machine tools......

Although these great masters did not lead the country to an overall breakthrough in a certain field without the previous old men, who would dare to say that China does not need them for the loyalty, dedication, dedication, dedication, steadfastness and irreplaceable skills reflected in them?

"Do you understand my standards now? There are absolutely no immortal politicians in history, the emperors of the Bright Empire are powerful monks themselves, so their lifespans can reach thousands of years, but every emperor can only serve for thousands of years, and no one dares to disobey this rule. A thousand-year-old scientist is worth more than countless thousand-year-old politicians to the earth, so I only need scientists or those giants, these people are the foundation of the rise of a planet. ”

"Okay, I understand, I'll ask Bureau Ding to send you the list again tomorrow!"

At this time, the opinions of Hai Lao are no longer important, and the opinions of the older generation of politicians are not important.

If you have any comments, please consult Mr. Zhou!

"Then why did you designate Liu Yueban as one?"

Hai Lao's lips are a little purple, he is 95 years old this year, although he should have many years to live after receiving the primary gene nutrient solution, but Hai Lao knows that as long as the head of state takes this phone recording to the meeting and plays it, he will ensure that no one dares to say a "no" publicly.

Who would dare to provoke the Duke of Haotian who dared to slaughter the planet?

But Hai Lao was very unconvinced.

Scientists are important, I'm convinced!

The great masters of the great countries are important, and I am also convinced!

Politicians are not important, I am also convinced!

But why is Liu Yueban on this list?

"Because I liked him, because I was very unconvinced!

"Yes!"

"Dou Da is not convinced, hold it!"

Zhou Hao said coldly, pressed directly on the end button, and then made a downward pressure with his fist.

"Yay!"