MTL - Superstars of Tomorrow-Chapter 501 Never mind what you see

Nanfeng felt that he couldn't keep up with Yan Biao and Zuo Yu's thinking. After thinking about it, he came to a conclusion: different occupations and different thinking.

The difference between the bodyguard and the agent is still very big. I do n’t know if there are any common topics after many years.

Nan Feng, who thought that he had found the cause, did not go deeper, and after speaking to Yan Biao and Zuo Yu for a while, went back to the room.

The night on the island was very quiet, and there were not many insects outside the window, only some leaves rustling slightly.

Taking a random shower, Nanfeng sat at the table, opened the electronic file, and began to write a career plan. This document is to be read by Fang Zhao, so be extra careful in creating sentences.

Many people did contact him when he was helping the party outside, and some of them had already expressed their desire to be assistants or agents of Fang Zhao. For Fang Zhao's current status, an assistant is definitely not enough, for them is an opportunity. If you can't contact Fang Zhao, you can only start from Nanfeng.

These people are either majoring in music or minoring in music at university, and have obtained many certificates. Their resumes are quite dazzling.

Nanfeng made a list, and the trustee investigated it, and listed the information he learned, and then showed it to Fang Zhao together with the career planning documents.

In fact, when leaving, Nanfeng doesn't want to be inside.

He was just a little inflated, and he did not lose his mind. He understood that all the auras on his body and all the courtesies outside were owned by Fang Zhao, and he would naturally be beaten back to his original shape when he left Fang Zhao. Perhaps there are still some people who are suspicious and want to get Fang Zhao's secret information from him.

The entertainment industry is so complicated. Nanfeng, who has worked hard at the bottom for many years, knows too much. There are too few and too few bosses like Fang Zhao. The working environment here is also simple. There are not so many conspiracies and tricks. Knowledgeable on high-level occasions.

The treatment is incomparable to peers. Look at Yan Biao and Zuo Yu, who can usually get high wages here if they do not do fart things. It is suitable for mixed eating and death. He must have been happy in the past.

With such a high salary and so many bonuses, I still have no guilty conscience now, what about in the future? And that face?

Fang Zhao can now carry the music of the season of "On the Sky" alone, which has made it difficult for most people in the industry to look at it. Nanfeng thought that he did not have the ability to continue to work hard with his boss. It was inevitable to give way, but he would not leave immediately. After the newcomer came, he had to take some time to let go. Now the newcomers are frizzy, I do n’t know if walking the dog is good ...

The more writing the more sad, Nan Feng's eyes were red.

Sucked his nose and continued to write.

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After reading an adapted draft, Fang Zhao was ready to reply to the crew's email.

The first season of "Above the Sky" has already been aired tonight. The crew is very efficient. The second season is also in post-processing. The music studio has also contacted Fang Zhao frequently. The song is versatile, but it is still difficult to adapt. If you encounter difficulties, you will contact Fang Zhao to discuss and solve it.

Recently, Fang Zhao has been staying on the island, there is no other urgent matter, and the reply to the mail is fast.

The same is true today, after scanning the sorted adaptations and sending them over, and editing an email.

Suddenly, Fang Zhao's typing hand stopped.

His ears moved, capturing high-frequency and low-frequency sounds that were hard to hear by ordinary people, his expression became serious, he quickly put the music notes away, and at the same time, the voice control communicator contacted Xiao Xiong and said in a deep voice: "Hide."

He was about to go upstairs to find Fang Zhao, who was watching the drama together, and turned his foot to lock the warehouse door.

Holding the black ball in his hand, the bear looked at the aquarium on the table that he had just moved in today.

In the water tank, the originally laid-back sea slug suddenly agitated and began to hit the wall of the water tank.

Inside the house, curled ears lying on the sofa in the living room moved quickly, quickly rushed into his room, and quickly hid the game console in an explosion-proof barrel.

Scanning the room, I hid a few more things and hid them. After all the treasures were hidden, I looked at the location of the explosion-proof barrel reluctantly, and then rushed to the front yard. Fang Zhao said that if someone attacks, it will first guard the front yard. Under this crisis situation, it is allowed to bite first and then play.

At the same time, Yan Biao and Zuo Yu who were on patrol in shifts also received a notice from Fang Zhao: "Prepare for War!"

On Yan Biao's side, Fang Zhao let him act with the south wind.

Beep Beep--

The rapid warning of the island security system sounded.

Nan Feng, who was writing a career plan in the room, felt tight and saved the document in a hurry.

There was a dense blast in the distance, some from the sky and some from underwater.

You can clearly feel the vibration of the floor under your feet, and the feeling that the crisis is approaching suddenly makes Nan Feng's sad brain wake up instantly.

Nanfeng, who once served in Baijixing, is too clear. This situation is not a small incident, there are big things happening!

Preparing to ask in the work group, Nanfeng received Yan Biao's communication: "Waiting for me at the basement door!"

Nan Feng didn't ask much, changed clothes and shoes, and when he reached the basement, he saw Yan Biao, who came quickly and looked tight.

"What's going on?" Nanfeng asked. He has many suspicions in his heart, thinking about the cooperation between Fang Zhao and the military, thinking about the "Fang Zhao mysterious background" circulating on the Internet, and thinking about the cultural relics donated recently ...

Yan Biao opened the door of the basement and led down the south breeze, while replying: "The Juxing Fund is at war with tomorrow's empire."

south wind:? ? ?

Why did the world's richest man and the terrorist organization fight here?

Although this logic has not been sorted out, the current situation cannot manage so much, and there is simply no time to think about others.

"Where are we going now?" Nanfeng asked.

"Arsenal." Yan Biao said as he opened one of the doors in front.

Looking at the situation on the other side of the door, Nanfeng froze.

Is this an arsenal?

It is completely different from the arsenal in the size of a private garage imagined by Nanfeng, which can already be called a small base!

The quantity and quality of this equipment is really not what the average person can own. Many new models cannot be bought even if they are rich!

Not to mention firearms and ammunition, there are mobile armors for assault missions! !

"Here ... when will it be built like this?" Nanfeng swallowed and swallowed. "Are you out of regulation?"

"I have a permit." Yan Biao walked to one of the shelves. There was a box he had prepared long ago. "The battle in the distance is not about our business. Don't ask more, just keep this building. What kind of weapon do you want? Pick it yourself, there is an exoskeleton suit over there, and pick one if you need it. They are all new and reimbursable, do n’t let them down. "

"understand!"

Nanfeng also looked at this arsenal and was eager to try, feeling that the blood of battle that had been cold for a long time was boiling again!

How long has it been since I retired from the army?

"Can I use that?" Nanfeng pointed to the mobile armor nearly eight meters high in the corner.

Yan Biao: "No, it is easy to be killed by mistake."

Nanfeng nodded, "I see."

Listening to the movement outside, you know that the two sides are fighting fiercely. Maybe the enemy is using the same model or similar mechas, such as the traitors inside the team, so it is possible that Yan Biao was killed by mistake.

"Operation plan?" Nanfeng asked.

"The boss guards the backyard, Zuo Yushou left, I guard the right, you ..."

"I am in the front yard!"

"... No! You don't need to control the front yard. You can act flexibly and take care of yourself."

After thinking about it, Yan Biao told him, "If the situation in the house is not good, you will run to the front yard."

Yan Biao, who was carrying the weapon box and was about to leave, gave Nanfeng a complicated look. "Internal communication is on, keep in touch, don't be surprised to see what you see."

"understand!"

Nanfeng also carried out confidential tasks, so I did not find it strange to hear Yan Biao's words.

It ’s been a long time without actual combat, and usually lacks training. Although I still go to some clubs to practice guns from time to time, his physical fitness is definitely not as good as before, not to mention that he was not as strong as Yan Biao. Give yourself a boost.

Picked an exoskeleton suit and chose firearms and ammunition. If you haven't been in actual combat for a long time, you will definitely not be able to match Yan Biao and Zuo Yu. Not good at close combat but has to guard against it.

When he didn't want to retire, he was also the gunman of the sentry!

Nanfeng touched his left eye and felt the infinitely discolored eyes.

Although there are many things that everyone knows that only I do n’t know, those are not important!

Before leaving, I, Nanfeng, do my best in the end! Even at the expense of sacrifice!

For the glory of the gun king!