Nanfeng felt that he was becoming more and more unable to keep up with Yan Biao and Zuo Yu's train of thought, thought about it, and came to a conclusion: different professions, different thinking.

The difference between the bodyguard and the agent is still very big, and I don't know if there will be a common topic after many years.

Nanfeng, who thought he had found the reason, didn't dig deeper, and went back to the room after talking to Yan Biao and Zuo Yu for a while.

The night on the island is very quiet, and there are not many insects outside the window, only the slight sound of some leaves.

After taking a casual shower, Nanfeng sat down at the desk, opened the electronic file, and began to write a career plan. This document is for Fang Zhao to see, so he is extra careful in choosing words and sentences.

When he was helping Fang Zhao outside, many people did contact him, and some of them had already shown their willingness to be Fang Zhao's assistant or agent. With Fang Zhao's current status, an assistant is definitely not enough, it is an opportunity for them. If you can't contact Fang Zhao, you can only start from Nanfeng.

These people are either music majors, or have minored in music in college, have obtained many certificates, and their resumes are quite eye-catching.

Nanfeng made a list, asked someone to investigate, listed the information he learned on it, and showed it to Fang Zhao when the time came, along with the career planning document.

Actually, when it comes to leaving, Nanfeng doesn't want to do it in his heart.

He was just a little inflated, he didn't lose his mind, he understood that all the aura on his body, all the courtesies outside, were only possessed because of Fang Zhao, and if he left Fang Zhao, he would naturally be beaten back to his original form. There may be some ill-intentioned people who want to get Fang Zhao's secret information from him.

How complicated the entertainment industry is, Nanfeng, who has worked hard at the bottom for many years, knows too well, there are too few bosses like Fang Zhao, and the working environment here is also simple, there are not so many intrigues and tricks, the salary is still high, and you can go to various high-level occasions to gain insight.

The treatment is incomparable with peers, look at Yan Biao and Zuo Yu, they can get a high salary here if they don't do anything, they are suitable for eating and waiting for death, in the past, he must be happy in every way.

With such a high salary and so many bonuses, you can still be honest now, but what about in the future? And that face?

Fang Zhao can now carry the music of "Above the Sky" for one season, which has made it difficult for most people in the industry to match. Nanfeng thinks that he does not have the ability to accompany the boss to continue to work hard, it is inevitable to give way, but he will not leave immediately, after the newcomer comes, he has to take a period of time and then let go, and now the newcomers are frizzy, and I don't know if I can walk the dog well......

The more I wrote, the more sad I became, and Nanfeng's eyes were red.

Snorted and continued writing.

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Fang Zhao finished reading an adapted draft and was ready to reply to the email to the crew.

The first season of "Above the Sky" has started tonight, the crew is very efficient, and the second season is also in post-processing, and the music studio has frequently contacted Fang Zhao. A song is multi-purpose, and there are still some difficulties in adaptation, and when you encounter difficulties, you will contact Fang Zhao to discuss and solve it.

Recently, Fang Zhao has been staying on the island, and there is no other urgency, and the reply to emails is fast.

Today, too, I scanned the collated adaptation and sent it over, and edited an email.

Suddenly, Fang Zhao's typing hand paused.

His ears moved, capturing the high-frequency and low-frequency sounds that were difficult for ordinary people to hear, his expression became serious, and he quickly put away the music manuscript in his hand, and at the same time the voice control communicator contacted Xiao Xiong, and said in a deep voice: "Hide." ”

Xiao Xiong, who was about to go upstairs to find Fang Zhao to watch the drama together, turned his foot and locked the warehouse door.

With the black ball in his hand, Bear looked at the aquarium on the table that he had just moved over today.

In the water tank, the originally leisurely sea slugs suddenly became restless and began to hit the walls of the water tank.

Inside the house, the curly ears that were lying on the sofa in the living room moved boringly, and they quickly ran into their own room, quickly hiding the game console in the explosion-proof barrel.

Scanning the room, he took a few more things and hid them, and after all the precious things were hidden, Curly Reluctantly glanced at the location of the explosion-proof barrel before running away to the front yard in a rage. Fang Zhao said that if someone attacks, it will guard the front yard first, and in this crisis situation, it is allowed to bite first and then play.

At the same time, Yan Biao and Zuo Yu, who were patrolling in shifts, also received a notice from Fang Zhao: "Prepare for war!" ”

On Yan Biao's side, Fang Zhao asked him to take Nanfeng to act together.

Di Di Di –

The island security system sounded a rapid warning sound.

Nanfeng, who was writing a career plan in the room, tightened his heart, hurriedly saved the document and got up.

There was a dense roar in the distance, both from the sky and from underwater.

I could clearly feel the vibration of the floor under my feet, and the feeling of a sudden approaching crisis made Nanfeng Zheng's sad brain instantly sober.

Nanfeng, who once served in Baiji Star, knows too well that this situation is not a small fight, something big has happened!

Just as he was about to ask in the work group, Nanfeng received a communication from Yan Biao: "Wait for me at the door of the basement!" ”

Nanfeng didn't ask much, changed his clothes and shoes, and when he arrived in the basement, he saw Yan Biao who was walking over quickly with a tense expression.

"What's going on?" Nanfeng asked. He had a lot of suspicions in his heart, thinking about Fang Zhao's cooperation with the military, thinking about the "mysterious background of Fang Zhao" circulating on the Internet, and thinking about the cultural relics donated not long ago......

Yan Biao opened the door of the basement and replied while leading the south wind down: "The Gathering Star Fund has started a war with the Tomorrow Empire. ”

Southerly:???

Why did the world's richest man go to war with a terrorist organization here?

Although I didn't sort out this logic, I couldn't manage the current situation so much, and I didn't have time to think about anything else.

"Where are we going now?" Nanfeng asked.

"Arsenal." Yan Biao said as he opened one of the doors in front of him.

Looking at the situation on the other side of the door, Nanfeng was stunned.

This is the arsenal?

It's completely different from the weapons depot the size of a private garage in Nanfeng's imagination, which can already be called a small base!

The quantity and quality of this equipment are really not something that ordinary people can have, and many new models can't be bought even if you have money!

Not to mention guns and ammunition, there are mobile armor for assault missions!!

"Here...... When was such a project built? Nanfeng swallowed, "It's overruled, right?" ”

"There's a license." Yan Biao walked over to one of the shelves, where there was the box he had prepared a long time ago, "The battle in the distance is none of our business, don't ask too much, just guard this building." What weapon do you want to go in and pick it yourself, there is an exoskeleton suit over there, if you need it, pick one, it's all new, it can be reimbursed, don't be reluctant to use it. ”

"Understood!"

Nanfeng's eyes were also hot when he looked at this arsenal, and he was eager to try it, feeling that the blood of the battle that had been cold for a long time was boiling again!

It's been a long time since I was discharged from the army and haven't touched these things again.

"Can I use that?" The south wind pointed at the nearly eight-meter-tall mobile armor in the corner.

Yan Biao: "No, it's easy to be killed by mistake." ”

Nanfeng nodded, "Understood." ”

Listening to the movement outside, you know that the battle between the two sides is fierce, maybe the enemy is using the same model or similar mecha, such as traitors within the team, so it is possible that Yan Biao was killed by mistake.

"Battle plan?" Nanfeng asked.

"The boss guards the backyard, Zuo Yu guards the left, I guard the right, you ......"

"I'm in the front yard!"

“…… No! The front yard doesn't matter, you just have to be flexible and take care of yourself. ”

After thinking about it, Yan Biao told again, "If the situation in the house is not good, you can run to the front yard." ”

Yan Biao, who was carrying the weapon box and was about to leave, glanced at Nanfeng with a complicated expression, "The internal communication is on, keep in touch, don't be surprised if you see anything." ”

"Understood!"

Nanfeng had also carried out a secret mission, so he didn't feel strange when he heard Yan Biao's words.

I haven't fought for a long time, and I usually lack training, although I still go to some club shooting ranges from time to time to practice guns, but my physical fitness is definitely not as good as before, not to mention that he is not as strong as Yan Biao, so at this time, I still need to improve myself more.

I picked an exoskeleton suit, and I chose firearms and ammunition. If you haven't fought for too long, you will definitely not be able to compare with Yan Biao and Zuo Yu, so you have to rely on external forces. Not good at melee combat, but defensive.

I think when he didn't retire back then, he was also the gun king of the Sentinel!

Nanfeng touched his left eye and felt the color-changing eyeball.

There are a lot of things that everyone knows and only I don't know, but they don't matter!

Before leaving, I, Nanfeng, finally do my part! Even if it is sacrificed!

For the glory of the King of Guns!