spaceflight manual

Chapter 226 Immersive Departure

After Wang Ping installed it, he suddenly felt that pretending to be a kid is not interesting, and even a little petty, so he turned his attention to his mother.

This woman is very airy: "Aren't you also a traitor, what is the air of a traitor?"

"That's different. I don't want a small island full of beauties. That's why foreigners try their best to win me over. It's not on the same level as your lover who can seduce a low-level girl from just an island."

Wang Pingan waved his hand: "It's not good for the person who came to pick me up to wait too long. Let's go down first."

Just at this time, Donald also fixed the gangway of the plane, so he could go down.

At the same time that Wang Ping'an's feet were on the ground, Donald was getting off the gun emplacement of the armored vehicle, and his movements looked like a 70-year-old man.

Wang Pingan couldn't help asking: "Didn't you say you used human cloning technology to prolong your life?"

Donald: "Yes, but now after the brain is transplanted into the cloned body, the new body will also age rapidly. According to genetic experts, this is because the brain is old and affects the body.

"In short, there is no way to achieve immortality by relying on cloning technology alone. It can only prolong life a little."

Speaking of which, Donald stretched out his hand: "Welcome to the land where money can buy everything. Many of you yearn for this superior feeling. They don't like others being equal to themselves."

Wang Pingan: "I've seen it before, on the plane."

Donald: "What about you? Do you want to be more equal than others? In my company, I certainly wouldn't let someone as talented as you be underappreciated for so many years."

"No, that's my problem. You may not know it, but at one point my mental health report was on the verge of going red."

Donald looked back at his secretary suspiciously: "There is such a thing."

The secretary was speechless: "Haven't you read the routine report I gave you?"

"If I finish watching every time, what do you need? Your responsibility is to explain things to me at any time next to me."

Wang Pingan: "Is it coming next? The famous Yo Faer!"

Angeli: "Your tone is wrong, be more condescending. You fire!"

"You are right."

Donald looked embarrassed: "No, I can't do this. Because he represents other directors."

Wang Ping'an: "I understand. It's a big face to recommend someone. Mr. Lu Xun is really a god."

Donald smiled and said, "I didn't understand what you said, it doesn't matter. Come on, let me show you the benefits you can gain from coming to our company."

Wang Pingan also smiled: "Okay, let me see how you win me over."

He took the mobile phone and the connected power bank out of his pocket with a calm expression—in fact, the power bank is the key to this mission, the quantum connection bridge.

His strategy was to directly let this thing appear in Donald's field of vision.

At this moment, two bodyguards with detectors stepped forward: "Boss, we need to check whether he is carrying..."

"Why are you so ignorant? This is my guest, and my guest doesn't need to check!" Donald angrily said, "You are fired!"

It seems that the recommendation of these two bodyguards is not very face-saving.

After driving away the bodyguards, Donald dragged Wang Pingan into the armored vehicle, and took out champagne from the refrigerator as soon as he sat down: "Come, try this real cellar champagne, it's not a mass-produced wine!"

Angeli had just followed Wang Ping'an into the car when she happened to hear this sentence and said in confusion: "But champagne is not good for aging. Only certain types of wine such as Bordeaux are good for aging. And wines are the best to drink Year, the taste will change if you drink it after this year.”

Donald held the wine glass and froze in embarrassment: "Really? I thought the longer the year, the better. I just said why I drink this 60-year-old champagne and it tastes weird."

Angeli laughed directly: "60 years? If it's Bordeaux red wine, it can only be stored for such a long time with the humidity and temperature of a certain old cellar."

Donald poked the glass on the small table in front of him, and muttered, "I just said why the wine merchant had an inexplicable smile on his face when he sold my wine."

Wang Pingan: "I suggest hiring someone to teach the wine merchant a lesson. For example, you can kill his horse and throw the horse's head on the bed where he sleeps."

"Like Don Corioni? I like this proposal." As Donald snapped his fingers, the secretary sitting in front immediately turned around, "Just do it."

Secretary: "But that wine merchant doesn't keep horses."

"Then find a horse, kill it, and throw the bloody horse's head on his bed! Remember to throw it under the quilt!" Donald sighed, turned to Wang Ping'an and said, "I'm fed up with these Ivy League graduates. people."

Wang Pingan: "They may lack some imagination. After all, they were born in a pampered environment and have relatively little knowledge. Why don't you come to our side, our elites are real elites."

Those from poor families like Irene who can go to a good university are basically top-notch ones out of ten thousand, while children from rich families have a better learning environment, and then there are a series of back doors to go through, such as those noble princesses. Schools have a recommendation mechanism and can go directly to prestigious schools.

Donald looked at Wang Ping'an in surprise: "You actually tried to instigate me? Have you figured out the situation?"

It seemed that Donald really didn't expect this anti-customer to be the master, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, but he didn't shoot lightning-like shrewdness.

Wang Ping'an raised his hand and shook it in front of him: "Huh?"

Donald: "You were actually hit by our computer."

Wang Pingan: "What did your computer say?"

"She said you would turn against me."

As soon as the words fell, the microphone on the wall of the car on the left side in front of Wang Pingan spoke: "I just made an inference based on generality. Wang Pingan is obviously a staunch fighter for the Communist Party. According to previous records, such a person will be arrested and imprisoned." , and will unswervingly instigate rebellion against the prison guards while preparing for the escape.

"And their ideals are fatally attractive to ordinary people living in dire straits, so often this kind of instigation can subtly influence people.

"This is why the CIA believed that the Warsaw Pact camp had completed brainwashing technology before World War III, and was therefore very panicked."

Wang Ping'an: "I understand, the CIA is scared to pee by MI[-]."

At this time, the secretary in front who could not be dismissed turned back and reported: "The team is ready and ready to go at any time."

Donald: "Very good."

Wang Pingan: "Why does your team take so long to prepare?"

"Because we have to pass through the Van der Linn District. Usually we use a car to go to and from the airport. Today, there is intelligence that our rival company has prepared anti-aircraft missiles in the Van der Linn District."

Wang Pingan: "Really? Are you sure it's okay to tell me the truth? You want to instigate me, so you shouldn't show the quiet time on your side?"

Donald laughed loudly: "Everyone knows that we don't have time and peace here, that's your selling point. Our main focus here is a thrill. But don't worry, we have taken care of the main gangs in Van der Linn District, and Secretly loyal to our Sixth Street Gang, this trip is very safe."

As he spoke, he made his signature gestures, opening and closing his hands continuously, as if playing an accordion.

　The slashes and backslashes in this chapter are actually because the arrow symbols of my input method are not displayed at the starting point, so I made a compromise.You understand it.In addition, as the title says, today's blame man is a certain mobile game, hey, I went to play this, so I didn't code well.

　　
　
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