There was no surprise.
Meng Hao refused the old man Ouyang's kind offer without the slightest hesitation.
It wasn't that he didn't want to stay.
It was just that.
Damn it.
If he violated the system's mission, he would disappear without a trace.
As for his next plan.
Meng Hao blurted it out almost without hesitation.
"I've been away for too long during this period."
"Taking advantage of the fact that the state level has helped me clarify the rumors, I plan to use this wave of traffic to revive the business of Huarong Technology."
"So, the next step is to consider continuing with live streaming."
Oh?
The old man Ouyang didn't show much surprise or displeasure at Meng Hao's renewed refusal.
He even watched Meng Hao with great interest.
"Live streaming?"
"What are you planning to sell?"
For his first live stream after his comeback, Meng Hao didn't put much thought into what to sell.
Mainly.
As long as he could broadcast again.
He would sell anything.
But, there had to be enough of a gimmick.
"I think that submarine you developed is pretty good!"
Huh?
Meng Hao was stunned for a moment.
Sell his own submarine?
That was a submarine with stealth capabilities!
The old man Ouyang saw Meng Hao's confusion and explained with a chuckle.
"Of course, we will definitely acquire this first submarine."
"But we can't just take your things for free, can we?"
"So, why don't we sell this submarine to us through online sales? How about it."
"As for who you sell submarines to later, that's your own freedom... but there's only one principle and prerequisite: strategic functions like stealth and ultra-long endurance must be removed!"
Good heavens.
This meant.
The old man Ouyang's intention was for the state level to help Meng Hao with sales.
This.
This should be a small compensation for Meng Hao being detained for half a year.
"Mm."
"No problem, thank you very much, old man."
The old man Ouyang nodded.
Signaling Meng Hao to leave first.
...
Ever since the global press conference last time.
Meng Hao had been temporarily staying at Zhang Weimin's house.
In front of his father-in-law, Meng Hao dared not be presumptuous.
Let alone bringing Luna and Qin Muyan.
He didn't even dare to be too intimate with Zhang Xijin.
Planning to return to Shilin, Meng Hao accompanied Zhang Weimin for a meal with Zhang Xijin.
"Oh?"
"Planning to return to Shilin so soon?"
"Don't you want to stay a few more days?"
Setting aside his philandering nature and having several women.
Zhang Weimin was extremely fond of his son-in-law, Meng Hao, who was called a peerless national scholar.
Seeing that Zhang Weimin still had the intention to keep him.
Meng Hao quickly waved his hand.
"Thank you for your kindness, Uncle."
"I've already troubled you enough these days."
"Also, I have a lot of work to finish in Shilin."
Zhang Weimin smiled.
It was clear.
He had already received a heads-up from the old man Ouyang.
"You're planning to sell that submarine, the 'Dangui'?"
"When will the online sales start? I want to participate."
"If the price is right, it will definitely be sold to our Great Xia."
Meng Hao scratched his head.
"I haven't decided the exact price yet."
"However, I didn't actually plan to make money from this submarine. The main reason is that I need to reappear in public tomorrow and resume Huarong Industrial's live streaming business, so I'm using this submarine as a gimmick."
Facing Meng Hao's explanation.
Zhang Weimin picked up a piece of food and said with a shallow smile, shaking his head.
"You're in business, so operate according to your rules."
"In any case, this submarine absolutely cannot fall into the hands of civilians, nor can it fall into the hands of other foreign countries."
"Of course, this is also the opinion of the old man Ouyang. I believe you already know this."
Meng Hao nodded at Zhang Weimin's admonition.
After finishing the meal.
Very obediently putting the dirty dishes in the kitchen sink.
Meng Hao packed his luggage and prepared to leave.
Outside the door.
Zhang Weimin and his wife were chatting with Zhang Xijin.
"Last time, in Australia, it was a matter of urgency, which is why you haven't been back for more than half a year."
"This time, going back to Shilin with Meng Hao, we as parents support your choice, but you must come back to visit often."
"There are direct flights from Shilin to the capital, so you can come anytime."
"Also, if that kid Meng Hao dares to treat you badly, tell your dad... even if he's the peerless national scholar most valued by the old man Ouyang, I will unhesitatingly give him a good spanking... and, I don't think the old man Ouyang will interfere too much with such domestic matters."
Meng Hao felt a chill down his spine.
He had no doubt that Zhang Weimin would indeed do as he said.
...
On the way to the airport.
Zhang Xijin was playing with her phone.
Meng Hao, on the other hand, opened his long-lost account on that small broken website.
If you calculate it.
Ever since he was detained by the US side, he hadn't posted anything on that small broken website for more than half a year.
Meng Hao thought for a moment, his fingers flying across the keyboard.
"Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, Huarong Technology's live broadcast room will be selling a conventional electric-powered submarine with numerous black technologies across the entire network!"
Afterward.
He put down his phone.
He hugged Zhang Xijin and looked out the window.
Finally.
Could everything return to normal and get back on track?
No.
The revenge for being detained by the US for half a year must still be taken.
Vice Admiral Tommy had already been killed by the Americans themselves.
And the CEO of Test, Marschek, was still alive and kicking.
He actually detained me and asked Meng Hao to help him with a new energy vehicle costing ten thousand US dollars.
Heh.
Meng Hao had designed and developed the car.
But if Marschek dared to actually put it on the market.
Meng Hao would make him cry.
The war without smoke had begun.
As someone who repaid a favor with a flood and tenfold revenge for detention, Meng Hao had already started to ponder how to make the companies under Marschek go bankrupt one by one.
For someone like Marschek, who considered himself a genius technology product merchant with dreams of colonizing Mars.
Destroying the companies under him and shattering his dreams forever would be more interesting than killing him.
"You eat a bite at a time."
"You walk one step at a time."
"Marschek, is it? Test, is it? Just you wait."
Meng Hao muttered to himself and didn't pay too much attention to Zhang Xijin's suspicious and curious gaze, continuing to look out the window at the flowing crowds.
...
Have to say.
The special car provided by the old man Ouyang, and the military helicopter specially equipped for Meng Hao were indeed convenient.
After having lunch at Zhang Xijin's father's house.
Meng Hao arrived at the entrance of Shilin Huarong Technology Company before the sunset glow.
"I'm back again."
"The glory belonging to Huarong Technology will be revived once more!"
Meng Hao jumped out of the car.
Walking towards Qin Muyan and Luna who had been waiting for a long time.