Adams decisively ignored the incompetent and furious old Martinson. He looked at Wei Guozhong and Chen Baijia, with whom he should cooperate.
Even the alien fleet is just a plaything of the system, and the whole relationship of the system lies with Mr. Chen Chu. In the future, Great China will definitely surpass the Free State. It is self-evident what decision President Adams will make.
After all, he had checked the system log and knew how many advanced technologies Chen Baijia had obtained.
In all of this, Dahua did not reveal even a single bit of news, and has always been acting as a harmless little white rabbit.
But in fact, the real strength has surpassed that of the Free State, right? Just waiting to completely crush the free countries, I am afraid that they will launch a war against the whole world and unify the world.
The above is Adams' guess, well, a reasonable guess.
Adams: ‘Mr. Wei, Mr. Chen, maybe we can also cooperate...’
Wei Guozhong: ‘I can’t get it, welcome Mr. Adams. ’
Wei Guozhong: ‘Congratulations on becoming a subsystem binder. ’
Wei Guozhong: ‘Now, let’s discuss your mission first. Maybe as your ally, I can help you with something. ’
Old Martinson: ‘I****’
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Chen Chu suddenly discovered that old Martinson had suddenly become very irritable. After getting up early in the morning, he already had several blond maids in his arms.
It was so fierce that Chen Chu was a little scared of him. Damn it, he hit him again.
The fifth one.
Chen Chu coughed dryly and went over to sit down: "Ahem, old Martinson, what are you doing?"
Seeing Chen Chu coming, the irritation on old Martinson's face disappeared a lot, and his expression became gentle: "Chen Chu, are you up? Sit down."
He and Chen Chu both spoke in Chinese, and his Chinese is really good.
After Chen Chu sat down, he poured the old guy a glass of water. Just now, a maid was about to pour him some water, but she was slapped by him and even the water glass fell to the ground.
It is naturally impossible to ask for that water glass again.
Chen Chu got him a new cup and poured him a glass of water: "Come on, have some drink."
Old Martinson did not refuse, and he was indeed thirsty.
Chen Chu asked: "What's wrong? It's so angry so early in the morning."
Old Martinson smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's just that a disgusting little mouse came to the house. I'm planning on **** him."
Chen Chu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the old castle. Well, after all, this is a building that is nearly a hundred years old. It is inevitable that there will be some holes in the walls. It is normal for mice to appear.
Chen Chu said: "If it doesn't work, just raise a cat. Let me tell you, my family only has two cats, and all the mice in the surrounding families have escaped."
Those two at home...have become cats' pets for the time being. They are really good at catching mice, with amazing jumping ability, plus they have more sensitive reaction speed and hearing than normal cats.
Nearly all the rats around were killed.
Old Martinson nodded: "If Chen Chu likes cats, then I will raise some."
Um, raise some...some?
Although Chen Chu couldn't understand it, he was greatly shocked.
Is old Martinson still planning to build a cattery?
Old Martinson asked: "Chen Chu, are you planning to live on campus?"
Chen Chu: "I don't live on campus, and I'm not used to living in dormitories with other people. I can just find a place to live." Old Martinson said directly: "No, there is a room for you here, not to mention that it is also on the bank of the Charles River, only a few meters away from the hemp rope. Polytechnic is not far away and it is very convenient for you to go to school.”
Chen Chu thought for a while and did not refuse: "Okay~"
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Today is the day when Chen Chu goes to school to report. Because he is not clear about the process, a special tour guide will serve him throughout the process.
“Mr. Chen Chu, we have arrived at our destination and can get off the car.” A white old man said with a smile.
“Sorry, Mr. Principal.” Chen Chu nodded and got out of the car.
“You’re welcome, it’s my pleasure.” The principal said with a smile.
In this country, everything is to serve capital. Even the most high-end academic talents are just a research tool in front of the consortium.
Maybe I can give you a lot of money, but the fate of the tool cannot be changed.
If you work for him, then you are a talent. If you don’t work for him, then you are waiting to be destroyed.
So it is not surprising that a principal bows to capital, and it even seems to be a bit above board. It seems to be very common.
In addition, Masheng Institute of Technology is a private university...private, detailed.
Under the personal leadership of the principal, Chen Chu quickly completed all the necessary procedures and procedures and can enroll tomorrow.
Principal Angry asked: "Mr. Chen Chu, do you need me to be your tour guide to show you around this school? This is the best university in the world and has the best scenery along the Charles River."
Chen Chu shook his head: "No, I can just visit it by myself. The beautiful scenery should be discovered by myself."
Chen Chu was worried about being too ostentatious. After all, it was the first time he arrived in this place, so it was better to keep a low profile first.
This may be due to the cautiousness of Chinese people for thousands of years. There is an old saying: things are expensive when they leave their hometown; people are cheap when they leave their hometown.
Hearing Chen Chu's rejection, the principal was disappointed. He also wanted to have a good contact with this guest from the Martinson Consortium, but unfortunately, it seemed that there was no such opportunity.
What a pity, this may be his only chance to deepen his relationship with the Martinson Consortium...
Well, Mr. Chen Chu will study here for half a year in the future, so he should be familiar with it.
Chen Chu walked around the school. Well, the reality of this university was a little different from what he imagined. The architectural style was a bit strange.
There are no gates, no walls, and not even security guards. At least on the surface, there are no security guards. It is integrated with the whole city and allows people to come and go at will.
You can see many citizens and tourists here, and it feels like a scenic park.
At the back, Chen Chu was wandering around like a headless fly. He really didn’t know where to look and regretted refusing the principal to be his tour guide.
Chen Chu also met a study tour group from Dahua when he was wandering around, and sighed that the parents of the students were really willing to invest in their children's learning.
"Hello, do you know where the toilet is? We are a study tour group from Dahua. Our group leader and teacher went to the toilet after eating too much. We want to find them, but we don't know where the toilet is." A little girl came over and asked Chen Chu in English.
Maybe it was because of Chen Chu’s Chinese appearance that she mustered up the courage to come and ask.
Chen Chu looked around, pointed at himself a little uncertainly, and asked in Dahua dialect: "Ah, you mean Dahua's study tour group? Are you talking to me?"
The girl was very surprised when she heard Chen Chu speaking in Dahua dialect: "Are you from Dahua? Yes, I'm talking to you."
Chen Chu said helplessly: "I'm sorry, I just arrived here today and I'm not familiar with the roads here."
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