The old man in the armor had deep eyes, nodded silently, and couldn't put down his hand to caress the fighter plane, like caressing the most beloved pearl in his palm: "Yes. What we lack most is time, and what we lack the most is time!"

The old man took a sip of his cigar and coughed gently, tears flashed in his old eyes: "I don't have enough time......

"Your father's time is not enough......

"Child teacher!"

"Here!"

In the twilight, the old man called out my name.

I replied solemnly, walked forward with my briefcase, and stopped three meters in front of the old man.

"Tell me what you think."

Who is the old man in front of him who is dressed plainly and even a little shabby, but who is not the rabbit-eared old Confucian director of the rubber band test the day before yesterday?

"Report. Fangzhou is willing to do his best for the motherland."

"Rubber bands, Fangzhou provides them for the motherland for free!"

"Free maintenance! Free follow-up upgrades! Free follow-up development!"

"As long as the motherland has any request, Fangzhou will provide it free of charge. Including technology research and development and personnel, including all expenses, including all patents!"

"Fang Zhou, they are all willing to give and hand over for free!" Look at the book

"Please give Fang Zhou a chance!"

I must firmly seize the opportunity that the unexpected has befallen me.

The rabbit-eared old man is the director of the obstruction cable, he must have the right to decide!

The middle-aged man has a strange appearance, not only the blessing of the elders, but also the divine power of carrying forward the past and forging ahead into the future, and his status will never be lower than that of the rabbit-eared old Confucian.

The opportunity is right in front of me, and I'm going to fight to the death: "There is. Fangzhou and Hanlin Institute have cooperation. We have the core technology. We can upgrade. We have enough strength to ensure that the application will be updated in the future!"

After saying that, I gritted my teeth and held my breath as I waited for the final verdict to be announced.

As my words came out, the middle-aged man threw a cold light at me.

This middle-aged man's eye sword is not weaker than the dragon chiwu of the three kings of the Long family!

There is a breath of gas in him!

It's exactly the same as Long Chiwu's domineering!

"I'm not Zhu Yuanzhang, do I need you Shen Wansan to repair Jinling City for me?"

"Report. Before Zhu Yuanzhang could conquer Jinling City, Shen Wansan died."

"Hey!"

The rabbit-eared old Confucian director snorted, revealing two points of surprise.

At this moment, the middle-aged man next to him whispered, "The biography of Empress Ming Shima, it is written in black and white that Shen Wansan repaired Jinling City and rewarded the three armies."

"Report. Wu Jiang Zhili recorded that 'Zhang Shicheng according to Wu, Wan San was dead, and the two sons Mao and Wang Mi transported rice from the sea to Yandu.'

"The compiler of Wu Jiangzhi is Mo Dan. He and Shen Wansan are daughters."

The middle-aged man's thick eyebrows moved, and a rocket suddenly erected a launcher, pointing at the sky.

The murderous spirit is rising, and the world is mighty!

"There is a record in the history of the Ming Dynasty that Shen Wansan was assigned Caiyun by Zhu Yuanzhang to open the Ancient Tea Horse Road."

"Report. The epitaph of Shen Wansan's son Shen Rong says that Shen Rong died in the ninth year of Hongwu. He died at the age of sixty-two. If Shen Wansan is still alive, he will be at least eighty years old."

"Zhu Yuanzhang completely pacified Caiyun in the eighteenth year of Hongwu. At that time, even if Shen Wansan was not dead, he was already eighty-nine years old."

The middle-aged man listened to me quietly, and was about to speak, when I added softly, "If you send me Caiyun, I will admit it."

This soft sentence made the second missile erected by the middle-aged man slowly retract, and there was a touch of strangeness and a little contempt between his eyebrows: "Old Yu asked you to talk about the development prospects of aircraft carriers, but he didn't tell you to stop the cable."

"The blocking rope has been decided!"

For a moment, cold sweat broke out on the back of my head.

A chill erupted from the soles of his feet, reaching his spine, and his whole body was like a frozen statue.

"Report. I don't think it will take 20 years for our aircraft carriers to be on par with the world's No. 1."

When these words came out, the middle-aged man's face moved

, murderous again!

Elder Yu hummed and glanced at me casually: "Twenty years?"

"Yes! Twenty years!"

"Twenty years together?"

"The day before yesterday, you kid said that you scooped up another rubber band under the Pacific Ocean to copy the homework, and today, it has been upgraded to an aircraft carrier?"

"Report. If the world's No. 1 aircraft carrier can sink into the South China Sea, I will definitely ride the water-avoiding golden crystal beast down to fish him up."

"But. We don't have to fish, we can catch up!"

Elder Yu looked at me: "How do you chase it?"

I said aloud, "Jump and chase!"

When these words came out, I clearly saw the doubts and disgust of Yu Lao and the middle-aged man.

I said with a straight face, "The world's number one tech tree has reached its peak, and it can't bloom new flowers. We need experience and experience, and we need technology and technology."

"As long as we start fast enough, we can jump far enough."

The middle-aged man lay on his eyebrows and drooped slightly, and incarnated as Guan Yu and fell into Cao Shen.

Mr. Yu teased me with a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Do you want to take another pole and jump higher?"

"Report. No poles. We don't want height, we just want speed!"

Brush it down!

The middle-aged man raised his eyes and struck!

The two rounds of the sun reflected in the two exquisite pupils glowed with golden light, piercing people's hearts!

"Hurry...... Don't ask for high!"

"Kind of interesting!"

"What do you mean by speed?"

My usually middle-aged man whispered, "Dumplings!"

The middle-aged man's eyelids drooped, and he pressed the two rounds of golden crows into two rounds of bent Xia Xuanyue.

"Hah!"

Suddenly, Boss Yu said loudly, "Dumplings!"

"Good! Good! Okay!"

"That's a good analogy!"

Yu Lao's hands trembled a little, and his expression showed strange excitement.

Contrary to Yu Lao, the middle-aged man was noncommittal to my words, just silently took out a cigarette and lit it alone, pondered for a long time and then lowered his head and lowered his eyes to meditate.

When a cigarette was finished, the middle-aged man's chest rose and fell slightly, and he naturally handed over the cigarette butt.

I silently pulled out my cigarette case, smoked out my cigarette, and caught the cigarette butt.

The middle-aged man's compulsion is no less than that of Long Chiwu, and Yu Lao is the director of the obstruction, and on the huge deck, only me, a third party, acts as the little brother of the bag.

"How? What comes to mind?"