Lin Guoxiang is now thinking about whether he should help Lin Feng find a wife to take care of him, lest he be distracted every day and think about going on adventures everywhere.

With a home, bonds, and concerns, it is estimated that he can engage in research with peace of mind and be an excellent mecha pilot.

Although mecha pilots can also be dangerous, the giant mecha is large, easy to escape, and the driver's mortality rate is not too high, which is much safer than going to the jungle adventure.

Moreover, Lin Feng's driving skills are so strong, and there is another layer of safety guarantee.

The more Lin Guoxiang thought about it, the more he felt that this method was good, he had to keep Lin Feng's people first, and he had to find someone to keep his heart first.

Just as Lin Guoxiang made up his mind to find a wife for Lin Feng, Lin Feng was already anxious: "Old general, squeak, don't stop talking." ”

This time, Lin Guoxiang had no intention of refusing.

He nodded, "Okay, I can't tell you, you leave the test data, and I'll let the technicians do the experiment." ”

Hearing this, Lin Feng immediately put a stack of materials on his desk.

Lin Guoxiang glanced at the information a few times and signaled to Lin Feng: "Okay, you can go back first, and I'll have someone bring you the results of the experiment in a few days." ”

Lin Feng smiled awkwardly, "Old general, my company is fine, just stay in the Nanhai branch for the next few days and wait for the results of the experiment." ”

He was worried that Lin Guoxiang would release his pigeons, after all, he had released Lin Guoxiang's pigeons several times.

Lin Guoxiang didn't care, "Whatever you want, if you stay, you just want to help the teachers of the Mecha University to talk about the teaching materials." ”

"That's fine!" Lin Feng patted his chest and assured that the textbooks had been written, but he was still afraid of lecturing?

Then, Lin Feng followed his assistant Xiao Zhang out of the office and went to give a lecture to those teachers.

Twenty minutes later, Xiao Zhang came back, pointed to the stack of materials on his desk, and asked:

"Old general, do you want to send these materials to the Information Technology Building?"

Lin Guoxiang was holding a stack of materials and looking at it carefully, sometimes frowning, sometimes red.

It's like a person in the martial arts who sees the secret book of martial arts, and he is stunned.

Xiao Zhang was worried when he saw this, the old general wouldn't make the same mistake again, so he asked again:

"Old general, these materials ....."

"Ah.....h Lin Guoxiang woke up suddenly, looked up at Xiao Zhang's stammering appearance, and laughed: "I almost dizzy when I saw good things." Xiao Zhang, you immediately call a few generals from the military headquarters, tell them that the design direction of the small mecha has been settled, and ask them to send experts over to discuss it. ”

"Huh!" Xiao Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the old general was happy to see the hunt.

But just as he picked up his mobile phone and was about to dial, Lin Guoxiang suddenly thought of something and hurriedly interrupted him.

"Wait, you contact the monster merchant named Zhao Yong first, I have something to talk to him."

"Huh!" Xiao Zhang was stunned again, but he didn't ask much, and immediately inquired about Zhao Yong's number and dialed it.

...........

Zhao Yong was staying at home watching TV at this time, and it was obvious that there was a comedy on the TV, but the more he watched it, the more depressed he became.

Worried, I haven't had a business for two years, I can't make money, how can I live my life.

"Ding, ding, ding!" Suddenly, the phone rang.

Zhao Yong picked up the phone casually and glanced at it, and suddenly felt a thrill.

Because caller ID: 'Rim of the Pacific 007'

This 007 is not an agent codename, but a special number for the seventh big man of the Pacific Defense Organization.

As a monster trader, I still have this knowledge.

And this No. 7 big man, isn't that the old General Lin Guoxiang?

Zhao Yong carefully pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Zhao Yong, Mr. Zhao, hello, I am Lin Guoxiang of the Nanhai Branch."

"Hello, old general. It is an honor for the younger generation to receive your call. Zhao Yong suppressed the joy in his heart, and said: "I take the liberty to ask, old general, do you have anything to do with me?" ”

"It's not a big deal, I just wanted to ask you for a small favor."

"No problem!" Zhao Yong immediately patted his chest and promised, "As long as the old general explains, no matter how big or small it is, I promise to help to the end." ”

"That's right, I want you to match your sister with Lin Feng."

"Huh!?" Zhao Yong was immediately dumbfounded.

Shouldn't the generals of the five major divisions all take care of every opportunity? Why did you suddenly call and care about my sister's emotional problems?

No, it's about Brother Lin's emotional problems!

"Ah what? Having difficulties? ”

"No.... No! Zhao Yong was caught off guard and explained, "Old general, you should also know that Brother Lin Feng is the head of the elm wood, and I have knocked on the side several times, but I have not opened my mind." ”

"What's the use of knocking?" Lin Guoxiang was a little angry on the phone, "I didn't wake him up when I knocked him in person today." ”

After the angry words, Lin Guoxiang patiently explained: "It's useless to just beat, you have to use some means, what to eat, drink, and jump, you can use it, and create more opportunities for them to be alone."

Of course, there will definitely be expenses in the middle, but you can come to the Nanhai branch to find me for reimbursement of these expenses, and you don't have to pay for them yourself. ”

Zhao Yong nodded while listening, but in his heart, he was already numb.

He always felt that something was wrong with the painting style.

"That..... Old general, what if these methods are useless, what should Brother Lin do if he still doesn't get the hang of it? ”

"Then just drugged it!" Lin Guoxiang said angrily: "You are a young man, don't you even know how to take drugs?" Do you want an old man from me to teach you? ”

Syllable.......

The phone hung up.

Zhao Yong sat cross-legged on the sofa, although there was only a busy signal left on the phone, his eyes were still staring at the phone screen motionlessly.

Now his mind is dizzy, and he can't turn a corner.

Does this count as an arranged marriage?

The benefits of the employees of the Pacific Defense Organization are so good, and the wives are all covered? Or is it assigned by the general himself?

The Klin brothers are not employees of the Pacific Rim Defense Organization, at most they are peripheral personnel.

Wait, none of that seems to be the point.

The point is, the one who was assigned to be someone else's wife was actually my sister!!!

Also drugged!!

.... Damn, this is completely challenging my moral bottom line as an older brother.

But.....

Zhao Yong put the phone down and fell into deep thought.

What kind of medicine should I take?

Kidney Treasure Mixture.... Or Rehmannia pills?

............

And at the same time, the small wind turbine mecha construction company.

Zhao Feifei sat in the office, supporting her head with her left hand and holding a pen in her right hand, scribbling aimlessly on the documents.

A good document is about to be painted as an abstract painting by her.

But she didn't notice it herself.

Since hanging up Lin Feng's phone, Zhao Feifei's heart has been in turmoil immediately, and she has not calmed down yet. I didn't have the heart to work at all, just a daze.

"What does he mean by that?"

"Do you want to confess to me through the mouth of the old general?"

"If it's really a confession, isn't it too mean for me to answer like that?"

"However, his tone doesn't sound like a confession!!"

"When he was serious, his tone was very heavy, but just now, his tone was a little picky, more like a casual question."

"No, no, that's how he sometimes says when he's serious."

"I don't want to, I don't want to, I have to work."

"Yes, work, I have to do a good job first, and I can't make a bad impression on him."

Thinking of this, Zhao Feifei sat upright, held the pen again, and was just about to open the document to sign, but she couldn't help but think crankily in her mind.

"Then when he comes back, will he confess again? What should I do then? ”

"If I say yes directly, will he think I'm too frivolous?

"But if he doesn't say yes, will he be sad?"

"I guess he won't be sad, giggle..... It doesn't have to be ......"