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"Stab...stab...tear...slap!"

Zhang Zhai tore up a stack of manuscript paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

At this time, the night outside was already dark, and the bright moon hung in the starry sky.

The stars keep twinkling and seem to be running non-stop.

Zhang Zhai raised his head, looked at the bright starry sky, felt the cool night breeze, thoughtfully.

"Sir, it's already two o'clock in the morning. In order not to disturb your biological clock, I suggest you go to bed immediately." Dabai got out of the box at some point.

Zhang Zhai didn't look back, but just shook his head.

It was less than an hour before the end of the meeting, and only six hours before he woke up. How could he feel sleepy at such a time.

"Sir..." Dabai seemed to want to persuade him, but was interrupted by Zhang Zhai's wave of his hand.

"Go back." Zhang Zhai said lightly without turning his head.

"Da...da..." Dabai backed the box, and the lounge became quiet again.

Zhang Zhai sat in front of the desk, half-raised his head, half-closed his eyes, looking at the stars in the night sky, his heart was very calm, and he slowly fell into deep thought.

At three o'clock in the morning, in Zhang Zhai's lounge, there were intermittent writing sounds.

At four o'clock in the morning, the sound of the writing became slower and softer, with longer and longer breaks.

At five o'clock in the morning, the sound of writing disappeared, replaced by the sound of long and steady breathing.

...

At noon the next day, Zhang Zhai woke up and found himself lying on the bed. The desk next to the bed was extremely messy, with scattered manuscript paper on it.

"Father, you fell asleep on the desk last night, so I decided to ask Dabai to put you on the bed."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhai nodded, then immediately got up from the bed and sat down at the desk.

On the desk, a pile of manuscript paper was scattered in a mess, and on each page of the manuscript paper, there were more or less messy handwriting.

Zhang Zhai stretched out his hand, took out one of them, and picked it up.

After scanning the content on the draft paper, Zhang Di showed a smile on his face.

"A1, use the content of this manuscript to replace the design drawing No. 01 of the short-distance space transmission device." Zhang Zhai said with a faint smile.

"Okay, father." A1 popped up the holographic screen and responded quickly.

Zhang Zhai nodded and was about to say something when suddenly...

"Gurrrrrrrrrrr..."

The hungry Wu Zang Temple protested strongly.

Zhang Zhai shook his head, looking at the waste manuscripts piled up in front of the desk.

"A1, order a Terminator to fetch me something from the cafeteria."

"Okay, father."

...

Ten minutes later.

"Da... Kacha... Da Da!"

The Terminator placed the food evenly on the desk.

"Terminator, destroy all these manuscripts with the highest level of confidentiality." Zhang Zhai picked up the bun, chewed it, and said.

"Da da……"

The Terminator took all the manuscript papers and exited the laboratory.

...

After solving the crisis of Wu Zang Temple, Zhang Zhai became serious.

Looking out the window, thoughtful.

After a while, Zhang Zhai raised his head.

"A1, make a holographic call to Hua Menglian." Zhang Zhai said in a deep voice.

"Father, did you refuse to answer your mother's request to access the holographic call?"

"My mother?" Zhang Di was surprised, then shook his head and said, "No, just answer."

...

"Mom, is there something wrong with you calling me this time?" Zhang Zhai said looking at the holographic projection of his mother in front of him.

"Old? Am I very old?" Mother Zhang said angrily.

Waiting for Zhang Zhai to flatter, Zhang's mother continued, "If I don't call you, you won't know how to call me, so what else can I do besides calling you?"

At noon, Zhang's mother felt as if she had taken gunpowder, and when she caught Zhang Zhai, she was furious.

"Mom, just talk if you have anything to do." Zhang Zhai smiled awkwardly.

"Your dad saw you on the daily news broadcast last night, and he was almost insane. He drank a few more glasses of wine." Zhang's mother seemed to answer the question,

"I followed your dad to watch the news last night. The news said that your Houyi has successfully returned, and the mission to the moon has come to an end."

"Look at you. You've been staying in the space center for a while, and you haven't even been home for a month or two. Now that things are over, shouldn't you go home and stay for a while?"

"Or?" Zhang mother's eyes showed a dangerous look, "You brat, your wings are stiff! You want to go to the sky! You don't even know how to go home?"

...

Looking at his mother, Zhang Di was already in a daze, without any hesitation, Zhang Di said directly.

"Mom, I wanted to call you just now to talk about this matter. I plan to come back and stay for a few days to rest and rest. I'm really tired during this period... How could I know such a coincidence? Before I called you, you called coming."

Zhang Zhai lied, his face didn't turn red, his heart didn't beat, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

"It would be great if this is the case..." Mother Zhang said angrily.

...

Anyway, half an hour has passed since he coaxed his mother and ended the call.

"Father, do you still need to call Hua Menglian?"

"No need." Zhang Zhai shook his head, then lowered his head, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the lounge.

...

Zhai City, Xihe Science and Technology Park, accommodation and leisure area, in villa No. 01 in the villa area.

"Wife, my lord, it's really easy to catch!" Zhang's father said with his arms around Zhang's mother.

"You still need to tell me!" Zhang's mother said angrily, "This brat, when he comes back, take care of him! For a month or two, I don't even know how to go home, and my heart is wild!"

"Yes, yes, please clean up this little bastard!" Father Zhang echoed.

"Huh? What did you say?" Mother Zhang turned her head suddenly, showing a dangerous look, "Little brat? Who do you call a little brat? Xiao Zhai is a brat. What am I?"

...

"My wife, I was wrong, don't pull your ears...it hurts... hiss!"

"You don't want the private money you hid under the flowerpot, do you?"

"Hiss... how do you know, hiss... it hurts!"

...

"If you don't go to the supermarket to buy some food and come back, Xiao Zhai will be back soon."

...

Zhai City, Xihe Park, the top floor of the headquarters building.

"Boom!"

"Please come in."

"Mr. Zhang?" Hua Menglian raised her head and was a little surprised to find that it was Zhang Zhai who came.

"Yes." Zhang Zhai nodded, and then said, "Mr. Hua, how is Xihe Technology doing recently?"

Hua Menglian got up quickly and faced Zhang Zhai.

"During this time, Xihe's situation is not bad..." Hua Menglian began to explain some information about Xihe Technology to Zhang Zhai.

With A1 around, Zhang Zhai knows Xihe Technology like the back of his hand.

But Zhang Zhai still listened carefully and asked some questions from time to time.

Half an hour later, Zhang Zhai nodded, "I understand all these things, Mr. Hua, you have worked hard during this time."

"However, I am here today mainly for another matter."

"Mr. Zhang, please tell me."

"Mr. Hua, how is the progress of the glacier drainage plan?"

"As the number of terminators executed for the glacier drainage program increased, the rate of progress increased.

So far, the progress of opening artificial canals has reached 30% of the entire plan. "

"Thirty percent..." Zhang Di repeated, thoughtfully.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhai turned his head and said, "Stop the glacier drainage plan."

"Ah?" Hua Menglian was stunned when she heard the words, she couldn't believe her ears.

"Mr. Zhang, you said that you want to terminate the glacier drainage plan?"

"Yes." Zhang Zhai nodded calmly.

"Mr. Zhang, I think it might be inappropriate to terminate the glacier drainage plan."

"First of all, in the early stage, we have invested tens of billions of funds in the glacier drainage plan. If we terminate the plan, we will lose this tens of billions of dollars.

Secondly, Mr. Zhang, didn't you say that the glacier drainage plan will solve the water source problem of Zhai City once and for all? "

Hearing this, Zhang Zhai said with a smile, "Mr. Hua, you have lost your mind, and the water source problem in Zhai City will definitely be resolved.

In other words, I don't really want to end the glacier drainage program.

I just want to use another method, another faster and more efficient way to do it... Digging artificial canals is really too slow. "