Natural Disaster Strikes: From Joining the Rescue Team

Chapter 880, Dad, please come back, plan

Time: Five minutes later.

Location: In the communicator.

Contact: Member of the Board of Directors of Life Investment Company.

Princess Helen's pleasant voice: "I hope you have finished reading the plan I sent you five minutes ago."

Charoli: "I agree to kill them, but I have a suggestion. These people are funded by some powerful countries and have different hideouts around the world. If we want to do it, we might as well just wipe them all out."

Uncle Richard: "Planes from all countries are busy transporting supplies and people. We can't spare combat troops to deal with these people. They have received elite training and have sufficient sophisticated weapons. They are not comparable to ordinary bandits."

A strange voice: "We still have to rescue an undercover agent, which is extremely difficult. It would be great if we could wipe them out completely. Although we have to relocate the entire country, we have left some weapons in the country. We can just bombard them with missiles together."

Unfamiliar voice: "Why do you have to save an undercover agent? Is he an important person?"

Princess Helen: "He is the child's father, which is an important identity. The child was seriously ill and his condition was stable when he suddenly found out that he had to move into the base and his father could not come with him. His condition began to relapse."

"I see. This child's illness is quite important?"

Princess Helen: "Yes, if he can recover, it will contribute to global medical technology."

Unknown voice: "Can I tell you the truth here?"

Princess Helen: "Please tell me."

"We have several undercover agents who have infiltrated there. Since we need to rescue people, I will activate these agents and rescue them all. Otherwise, they are in a dilemma now and have no good way to leave there for the time being."

"And me, our country also has several undercover agents in there."

Princess Helen: "Whose undercover can be contacted?"

"Our contact method is news reading. Please ask Ms. Caroline in the president's office to read the article we wrote and they will be notified."

Princess Helen: "No problem. The company's live broadcast is for the whole world. Terrorists are not just country people. They must be watching our live broadcast. After all, global natural disasters are related to everyone. Now you go and write the manuscript. I will contact Ms. Caroline. You can send it to her directly."

"Okay, thanks, I have another question."

Princess Helen: "Please tell me."

"Your Highness, your tone is full of joy. How much do you want to save the undercover agent, and how much do you want to take advantage of this snowstorm to avenge your past? These terrorists have an impact on our country, but we have not dared to touch them due to the concerns of the Furious Nation and its allies."

Princess Helen smiled and said, "I have both, and I believe you do too."

"Hahaha"

A laugh came from the communicator.

Time, ten minutes later.

Location: In the communicator.

The two parties in contact: Yue Feng and his vice chairman of the board of directors.

Princess Helen left a message: "Dear President and Base Commander, I am honored to formally inform you of the upcoming "Dad, please come back" plan of our company. The plan will mobilize special operations teams from up to 147 countries, and weapons and transportation vehicles will be jointly provided by 147 countries. In view of the fact that all aircraft, both civilian and military, are currently transporting supplies and people around the world, this plan will be held in three days, so that it will be convenient to dispatch some aircraft and special operations personnel to carry out the mission. Please agree, love your board of directors."

Yue Feng: "I agree. Please pay attention to safety. I will let Shan Douglas take care of the electronics for you. Finally, pay attention to safety. I don't want to hear about casualties. Maybe this request is a bit high, but we should do this when making plans. I don't want to hear about any casualties. Thank you, you have worked hard."

The robot's cold voice sounded: "This file is about to end. The next file will be played for you soon."

Ye Lin was excited and chatted with the housekeeper: "I'm so excited. The next file is to rescue Xiao Suo's father, right?"

Ye Lin's life manager: "Master, when the president edited these documents, he put a lot of effort into making them enjoyable for you to read. For example, the previous document was about the condition of Dr. Bapu's patient, which was triggered by Mr. Wolf's move, and then the board of directors decided to invite Dad back. In fact, Mr. Wolf's move is not over yet, and the next document is still Mr. Wolf's move document."

Ye Lin was equally expectant: "Okay, I like to hear this too."

If there is also a flying car to watch, it will also be very interesting.

Yue Feng turned around and smiled: "What time is it, dear girl?"

Ye Lin said nonchalantly: "I'm watching the time. I'll go to bed when it's time. I won't let you rush me."

Yue Feng: "I just thought of a question."

Ye Lin glared at him and said, "Only say nice things. Your Majesty, don't accept the kind of honest advice that is unpleasant to the ear."

Yue Feng chuckled: "Can I watch TV series while taking a bath?"

Ye Lin laughed and then smiled: "Coach is great."

Yue Feng pretended to wipe the sweat off his forehead: "It's really hard to be three different characters in one night. Brother, loyal subject and coach, why am I not the best actor?"

Ye Lin: "Hehe, Shan, give the coach a Best Actor certificate, thank you."

Shan: "Got it, do you want the movie actor? Do you want it?"

Yue Feng: “Decline.”

Ye Lin had indeed been watching the time. It was still early for her usual bedtime, and the robots in the snowy city had not given any feedback yet. She thought they would probably get off the car tomorrow morning to collect supplies. She would also have to collect the food prepared in the kitchen later, so she stayed where she was and continued watching for a while.

Time: Three minutes after Dr. Bapu's sudden intrusion. Wolf was not in the office at all, but on his way into the port.

Location: Port, railway station, airport.

Connecting the two parties: the arrogant richest man and the humble farewell person, the cheerful farewell person.

The above has subtitles and voice broadcasts. Ye Lin understood more clearly after hearing this. The housekeeper said that these files were edited by Yue Feng. The president may not have much time, so Shan’s contribution is also involved.

The locations written in the previous document were also the port, train station and airport, but there was only a conversation on the way to the port, and the rest should have been edited.

Ye Lin thought this editing was good. She could hear it clearly and the rhythm was well controlled. Wolf had already put on the communicator given by Yue Feng. The next thing was the video file. Maybe it was the video he opened, or maybe it was automatically captured by the communicator and uploaded to the base's intelligent brain, and then downloaded by the president.

Before we even saw the port, we saw a constant stream of vehicles, including trucks, cars, etc., which blocked the road leading to the port.

The car window rolled down, and Wolf shouted with full force: "What's going on! How can you not have any order at all!"

Immediately someone nodded and responded from a distance: "Boss, everyone is queuing up to get on the boat!"

Wolf: "Not enough ships? Then tell me and I'll dispatch new ships!"

"Boss! There are too many ships. The port doesn't have enough docks for loading ships. The driver you hired is too fast. Wolf Industries from more than a dozen cities near this port all came here in a short time. Everyone had to squeeze in together."

Wolf angrily ordered his driver: "Don't go to the dock, drive to the port office, I will scold the stupid dispatcher who can't do his job."

The video footage could only come from Wolf's communicator, but it actually captured the face of the driver sitting in the front seat from all angles.

He said in embarrassment: "Sir, we can't move at all. There are cars in front of us and behind us. Since we have squeezed into this lane, we can only wait for the car in front to move before we can move."

Wolf looked back and cursed, "Damn it! It's so blocked that I can't move a step."

As he spoke, he opened the car door, looked for the direction, and walked straight over.

There was a secretary in the car. She got out and trotted behind him, with a well-made coat draped over her arm. "Mr. Wolf, your coat."

Wolf walked without looking back. He must have exercised regularly, as he walked with big strides without feeling any effort.

The secretary was also fast, running after him at full speed, making his shouting and yelling heard everywhere he passed.

In the lane filled with cars, a few people walking ahead were startled by the sound. They all looked over and couldn't help but reveal happy expressions on their faces.

The leader greeted loudly, "Mr. Wolf, Mr. Wolf, it's great to find you. Where are you going? Why didn't you even say hello to your old friend in advance?"

This person was well dressed and looked like a person of status.

As Wolf walked, he shortened the distance between them. Lyon looked proud and indifferent. "Oh, it's you, Mayor Zuote. Two hours ago, I arranged for my secretary to send you a letter with an electronic bill for my payment of this year's taxes and miscellaneous fees. The last sentence must have said goodbye. My friend, you are starting to be unfriendly to me. You are no longer the polite face you showed when you welcomed me three years ago. So let's break up. I'm moving out. I wish you all a happy life from now on."

He laughed and stretched out his arms: "I am a well-mannered person. Finally, I wish you a happy life from now on, don't you think so?"

Director Zuote ran a few steps, caught his arm, and said jokingly, "Honest Wolf, we haven't asked you to pay much tax in the past three years. I don't know much about the miscellaneous expenses you mentioned, but when we invited you to come, we gave you a lot of discounts. Even if there are miscellaneous expenses, they are not much. Wolf! Honest man, why do you abandon your old friend without saying hello?"

Wolfe curled his lips and said, "Negative news in the city said that my salary was not high and that I did not provide enough benefits to the workers. Well, well, I'm leaving. This will free up a lot of manpower for you to arrange. Now everyone is happy."

Zuo Te: "Haha, you must have heard it wrong. They actually said that your salary is not high, but you have all the insurance. The benefits are not high, but it provides a lot of jobs for the city and accommodates many idle people. Wolf, please don't leave. If you are unhappy about something, we can sit down and have a good talk."

He lowered his head and pretended to be pitiful: "You left and left many people unemployed. What should I do?"

Wolf's shrewd eyes moved around his face a few times, and he put on a sincere look and moved closer to him.

The communicator was able to capture clear images of the front and rear rows of the car from all angles just now, and it recorded every word of the whispering, with very good sound quality.

Wolfe whispered, "My good friend, if you get stuck in the future, remember to contact me. But it's best to contact me early, before the communication is paralyzed in the snow. Otherwise, you can't contact me, and there is no official assistance. What can you do?"

At this point, he straightened up, patted Zuo Te's shoulder vigorously, and said loudly: "I am more or less willing to admit that you have taken care of me for three years. I wish you to take good care of yourself and your family, as well as your family. Now, old friend, goodbye. I see that everything is normal here at the port. I should hurry up.
I'm going to the airport to take a look. Goodbye."

He let go of Zuo Te's hand and instead made a move towards the sky.

In mid-air, a helicopter was hovering, looking for an open space to land.

Zuo Te quickly digested Wolf's words and chased after him with a pale face: "Wolf, my good friend, please make your words clearer. You know I am not as smart as you."

Wolf held him back and whispered again, "The end of the world is coming. Even a stupid bird knows to find another place to survive. I'm leaving. If you want to go with me, remember to contact me as soon as possible."

Zuo Te: "Where are you going!"

Wolf: "That base that broadcasts live every day, I want to move all the factories and companies there and try to protect my effective assets."

Breaking free from Zuo Te's hand, Wolf smiled and said, "Goodbye. Remember to contact me as soon as possible. Remember to bring as many people as possible with you before you contact me. The more people you bring, the happier I am."

Zuo Te did not chase him this time. He was as dumbfounded as a chicken and dared not move: "Doomsday! Should I believe what Wolf said or not?"

As if he thought of something, he quickly looked at the sea in the other direction of the port. On the sea surface which was slightly white due to the wind and snow, various types of ships were as crowded as the vehicles in the port.

Among them are large and small cargo ships, as well as large cruise ships of astonishing tonnage.

Cruise ships are mainly used for pleasure and often have more than a dozen decks, thousands of rooms, and are hundreds of meters long.

Wolfe used them lavishly to move companies and factories.

Zuo Te's heart sank. Was he right or wrong?
If you mis-report the extent of a weather disaster, you can just laugh it off afterwards.

But what if I’m right?
This is a global natural disaster, this is the end of the world. Mayor Zuo Te's face gradually lost color.

Time: After three hours of helicopter travel.

Location: Commercial airport.

Outside the airport, there were also a large number of vehicles crowding the road, and the trucks had large Wolf logos on their bodies.

In the distant sky, a large transport plane with military markings on its fuselage was preparing to land. Wolf could see it clearly as he got off the helicopter.

He muttered, "I have no choice but to move. 147 countries have forced my industries in their countries to move with them, and I am also responsible for sending the families, families, and relatives of the workers in those industries overseas. According to the young people, the families, relatives, and relatives of the families are welcome. Anyway, the more people the better, and it will be much easier for me to recruit workers in the future."

He shrugged, glanced at the figures in the airport hall, and straightened his clothes. "If I don't move, I will lose a lot of assets. Besides, the snowstorm is really coming, and the temperature is zero degrees globally. If I don't move, I will lose more real estate. Instead of cashing in all the company buildings, factories, and global real estate like I am doing now, and then buying supplies, it seems that my assets have not decreased but increased. What an amazing young man, what an amazing prediction."

Then, he strode into the hall and put on an arrogant look to the figures who were looking at him just now: "Director of Taihe City Hall, are you here to see me off as well? Let me make it clear first, I don't like tears."

See you tomorrow.