Chapter 110: Born Like a Minion

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A pair of bright eyes stared closely at the handsome man in front of her, she greeted generously and said, "Hello Brother Chen!" ā€

Chen Yuanli nodded in response.

Even though the hospital repeatedly tried to persuade him, after confirming that his health was fine, he decided to leave the Seventh People's Hospital of Fengjing City and go directly to this man named Wen Qianyi to ask him face to face.

There are too many subtexts hidden in the phrase "be careful".

"It's really personal."

Wei Yun was not annoyed by Chen Yuanli's indifferent attitude, but felt that the son of the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee should be this gesture.

"Your father Wei Baoguo asked you to come?"

"It was Secretary Chen's secretary who called and asked me to be your local guide...... Wei Yun replied honestly.

This answer was expected by Chen Yuanli.

He knew that he wouldn't be able to shake off the little tail for a while, but that didn't stop him from doing the rest of the action.

First of all, Chen Yuanli does not believe that the car accident has anything to do with Wen Qian. Through Liu Zhiming's second detailed investigation report, there are countless ironclad evidences that Wen Qian is just an ordinary person who has suddenly risen, without any special background, and has no connection with any force or organization.

Secondly...... He could also guess who might have had something to do with the accident if it hadn't been an accident. And the group of people who are most suspicious should still be in Tianhai City now, not Fengjing at the moment.

He asked Wei Yun to print out the improvised investment contract as a draft for the first contact.

Wei Yun's words and deeds were quite measured, she kept a distance not far from Chen Yuanli, holding a printed document in her hand, and persuaded softly: "Brother Chen, don't be too tired, Secretary Chen told me to take care of your body." ā€

Chen Yuanli sat in the driver's seat, his face was slightly pale, and the tip of his nose was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

He shook his head and said, "It's okay, I have to see this person today, or I'll ......" He paused for a few seconds, "I can't sleep." ā€

Wei Yun flashed a hint of curiosity.

What kind of role can make the son of the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee not hesitate to do his best, and he will work hard before he has recovered from the car accident, and he will meet him no matter what. Presumably, this is also a strange person.

In Wei Yun's imagination, the person who became "Mr. Wen" in Chen Yuanli's mouth should be a mature and stable middle-aged man with personal charm.

She stole a glance at Chen Yuanli's side face.

She didn't dare to make up her mind about this man, who didn't know that Liu Shiyuan, the director of the Public Security Department, was his childhood sweetheart, and he didn't guess. This is the real match, a match made in heaven.

And Wei Yun has also reached the age of talking about marriage, to be honest, she looks down on those second-generation people with oily hair and noodles, even if she herself is a standard second-generation girl. She prefers mature and cultured men.

For example, this Mr. Wen, who is only his name and does not cover his face.

Chen Yuanli took the newly bought Samsung mobile phone, dialed the phone number that had been memorized, and took a deep breath: "Mr. Wen, do you have some time today?" ā€

"Absolutely."

Wen Qian also sat in the office, holding the BlackBerry 9500 with a smile on his face.

On the phone, the two agreed on a time and place to meet. At three o'clock this afternoon, Nanyang Street "Watching the Sea and Listening to the Waves" theme restaurant.

Personality, hobbies, interests, background, and current situation...... The son of the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee is simply the most perfect collaborator in Wen Qianyi's mind. There is no arrogance and arrogance that the children of high-ranking officials often have, but they are steady and wise, and their behavior is worthy of the word gentleman.

Ever since Chen Yuanli made up his mind and decided to go to Fengjing City, Wen Qian had already included this person in the scope of surveillance.

Then, he began to investigate everything about Chen Yuanli, analyzing the inner character of this person from what he did and his preferences, and whether it met the requirements of becoming a collaborator.

Wen Qian also "saw" the scene at the gas station and knew that Chen Yuanli was sincere, not deliberately putting on a show in front of the general public.

So when he found that the truck was in an abnormal state, he immediately warned Chen Yuanli in the form of text messages. But it was too late, and at the moment of sending the text message, he suddenly regretted that he might reveal some of his secrets.

Two days ago, the tax authorities raided Xingling Network Company for no reason, and this unexpected incident sounded the alarm bell for Wen Qian.

There are more and more vultures, and they can't wait!

A qualified guy like Chen Yuanli, if he misses it and wants to meet it again, there is almost no possibility. And the ...... who ultimately made the decision It's som17.

It activated the Energy Resonator, activating the region's magnetic energy network with extraordinary precision, projecting a protective shield called the "Magnetic Energy Matrix" in Star Spirit Technology to temporarily isolate the potentially deadly heavy rain.

SOM17 captures Wen's thoughts, and it explains again: "It has been calculated that if no action is taken, there is a 91.83% chance that this human will die of hypothermia. ā€

Wen Qian wisely chose to keep his mouth shut. Even if SOM17 agrees that the parasite has preliminary qualifications for cooperation, it will not tolerate any questioning of it. He was sure that in order to maintain his dominance, the alien would definitely use unheard of "novelty" moves to make himself understand what the sorrow of a carbon-based monkey was.

He tidied up the desktop and said slowly: "This kind of black technology...... If the government finds out, the consequences will be severe, serious enough to affect our plans for the future. ā€

SOM17 took control of Wen Qianyi's hands, took out a blank piece of paper and a gel pen, and drew as he spoke.

With a few strokes, it outlines a smart green cow and an old man with sideburns on its back.

"Mystics and religious believers have a sizable part of the East Asian cultural sphere, showing them what they want to believe, creating what they desire, packaging science with extraterrestrial traces as fairy spells, which is easy to do and won't cause you too much trouble."

"On the contrary, it is good to do so, and it can bring more benefits. This is the inspiration given to me by Tool 2 Li Chuang, human beings are such interesting beings, they often choose to believe the facts they would rather believe...... Just as believers in Christians know that there are at least a thousand and one contradictions in the Bible, they will have faith in the sovereign God......"

On the 210mmx297mm white paper, the top is the Zhou Tian God and Buddha, and the bottom is the Netherworld Ten Thousand Ghosts, and every blank space is SOM17 with amazing brushstrokes and calculations, the angry eyes of the gods and Buddhas, and the laughter of ghosts and ghosts leap onto the paper, colluding with each other and integrating into one.

When it finishes the last stroke, the gel pen just happens to be clean of ink.

SOM17 gently set the gel pen aside and concluded: "Divide them, co-opt, corrupt them...... Human governments are not whole, but full of selfish desires. Looking at the complex furnace. It's not a bad thing to show something special on a limited basis while ensuring maximum safety. ā€

Wen Qian also noticed that SOM17 was becoming more and more cunning and bold. It seems that only planetary-level disasters can make it panic. After observing a secure future, it gradually became unscrupulous.

"I couldn't agree more."

With that, he took the paper to a drawer in his office.

Wen Qian also looked in the mirror to arrange his clothes, and just came to the garage to find his Chevrolet Cruze, the phone suddenly rang.

"Leader, we have been falsely accused by the bad guys......" Guo Wenhui's weak trembling voice came from the microphone.

Before the words could be spoken, there was a clatter of falling on the ground, and the phone was hung up.