Chapter 1064 Missing Food

It takes a genius to remember the address of this website in one second: [ ] Fastest update! No ads!

The life secretary looked at Feng Jun, his brows twisted like a Chinese knot, "Isn't this a sample? You charge... who pays?"

"Okay," Feng Jun nodded obediently, "the more than one million yuan is considered as my support, but you have to make it clear that it was my support, and I am not bad at that, but I can't say that you deserve it... This is a matter of nature, I insist."

"Okay," the life secretary saw that Mr. Yu didn't have any objections. Naturally, he didn't have any objections either. It's only a million, so that counts as money?

Just that night, Shen Qingyi came over and said, "The whereabouts of Tempura Yong have been found. He has been in Nibo recently."

Almost at the same time, in a research institution in the imperial capital, a thin, bald man in his fifties shouted, "One hundred yuan per gram, how is this possible? Doesn't that mean that the preparation technology for graphene of this quality is already quite high?" Mature?"

A layman sees the excitement, and an expert sees the door. Just from the price, he can analyze that the other party can have a considerable supply.

After all, it is a big country with a population of 1.4 billion. Its ability to pool resources to accomplish big things is so strong that most small countries cannot imagine it.

Opposite him was a fat, middle-aged man with a beard. "As far as we know, the other party can provide about ten tons of graphene of the same quality every month. This amount... should be beyond doubt."

"Then what's the point of our research?" The bald man sighed dejectedly, and then his eyes lit up again, "By the way, we can have a technical exchange or acquire the other party's related technology."

The middle-aged man with a beard shook his head, "The technology is tightly sealed, and even the production site cannot be determined."

"This situation can be said to be very abnormal," the bald man frowned, "I think we should not turn a blind eye to this abnormal situation. It is necessary to carefully investigate the supplier."

"It's useless," the bearded man smiled bitterly and shook his head, "You think I don't want to? But there is no response."

"The lack of response is a bigger anomaly," the lean man said firmly, "Our research and development involves military products, and we can apply for military intervention. National security cannot be ignored."

The bearded man sighed, picked up the phone and dialed, "Consultant Tian? I have a situation here and I want to report it to you..."

It took Staff Tian about two minutes to call back.

When the bearded man heard the two key points of "Yu Lao" and "the supplier is in Funiu", he knew where the difficulty lay, so he asked aloud, "Can you give us the contact information of the supplier? "

"This won't work!" Staff Tian refused resolutely. "I will report your needs to the superiors, but private contact is impossible. This is what the above said! It is very likely that the elderly person proposed it!"

In fact, during this day, similar scenes were staged on different occasions...

The next day, Mr. Yu's life secretary received three calls wanting to contact Feng Jun.

At noon, Mr. Yu left the valley and came back for dinner. The secretary reported the situation.

Mr. Yu was silent for a long time before snorting, "I knew you couldn't call the phone casually, otherwise, this guy would explode into something unknown, which would not be conducive to communication, but..."

Having said this, he raised his hand and patted the armrest of the sofa, "What a shame, we helped him so much, but we only gave him a 10% discount. What a huge loss."

Master, is this really okay for you? The life secretary had the urge to hide her face, but nodded solemnly, "Yes."

"In that case," Mr. Yu casually ordered, "contact him and see if you can get some more discounts."

The life secretary's mouth twitched and she looked at the old man with innocent eyes: Leader, we don't do this.

Mr. Yu looked at him with cloudy eyes, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident: If you talk about it, you won't lose a piece of meat. At least you have to let him know that we can help him with the matter, right?

He has been following the old man for many years and is quite familiar with these looks, so he can only nod, "Okay."

He picked up the phone and dialed the number. The next moment, an expression of relief appeared on his face.

Mr. Yu's eyes flashed, and he asked without thinking, "Is this guy... turned off his phone again?"

Hearing this, the life secretary seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed, and he nodded silently.

Mr. Yu was also silent, thinking for a moment, and then waved his hand: Go and ask when he disappeared.

However, Feng Jun's three male apprentices left, and Yang Yuxin's mother and daughter also went to Magushan. It was too difficult for the Yu family to know Feng Jun's movements. Gao Qiang and Li Shishi were still in the status of registered apprentices, and they could not say more. News from Feng Jun.

It wasn't until night, when Mr. Yu personally asked about the scenery, that Director Mei was too embarrassed to ignore the old man, so he said vaguely, "I didn't see him today... I don't know where he went."

In fact, she knew very well that Feng Jun left last night, but she really couldn't say this. As a married woman, how could she say that Feng Shanzhu didn't come to me to practice yoga last night?

In fact, she knew very well that Feng Jun went to Nihong and left last night.

He went to seek revenge on a guy named Tempura Yong.

As an exquisite and fashionable woman, her impression of Ni Hong was not bad. Although there was such a war in the last century, but... wasn't that also a thing of the past?

The people of China are really kind, so kind that they can easily forget their deep-seated hatred.

But after the scene in the Magic City, her outlook on life has changed. She feels that some hatred cannot simply be left on paper, nor can it be quietly placed in history books. There is a saying that is absolutely correct - All history is contemporary history.

Forgetting history means betrayal. All strength is based on one's own strength - not magnanimity.

The beautiful scenery was spoken very restrainedly, but at Mr. Yu's age, he didn't know how to write the word "ashamed" for a long time. "Did he not be here last night?"

Hao Jingjing blushed, "Mr. Yu, I really don't know how to respond to what you said... How could I possibly know this?"

"It's over, you're done," Mr. Yu pointed at her with a look of hatred on his face, "I don't care where he went. Your core competitiveness has just been lost... Are you willing?"

Hao Jingjing rolled her eyes, but did not answer the question. She spent more time with the elderly and knew that some elderly people had many problems. She really didn't care about them, so that was it.

When Mr. Yu saw that she didn't respond, he became anxious in his heart: What on earth did Feng Jun do? Why would even his woman keep it secret?

Facts have proved that his worries were justified. After dinner, it began to rain lightly again. About ten minutes after the rain fell, he received news of the mud bombing Tokyo.

The largest rice storage warehouse in Nihong, the grain depot in Fukasawa, the eastern capital, was stolen today!

The largest storage capacity in Fukagawa is actually - pitifully small, which is 60,000 tons of rice.

The warehouse uses low-temperature refrigeration technology, and the equipment and facilities are quite advanced and among the best in the world. But the downside is... it's really too advanced.

Because the degree of automation is so high, when a theft occurred in the warehouse, the employees on duty did not notice anything unusual at all. It was only when the shift was handed over in the morning that the rice was stolen.

The theft happened quite strangely, with no sign of anyone coming or going. More than a hundred cameras at the scene were all destroyed, and tens of thousands of tons of rice disappeared overnight.

Because it was too weird, the grain depot did not call the police in time, but first conducted an internal self-examination - Nihong country also has a tradition of covering the lid.

Later, when I saw that the lid couldn't be closed, I reported it to the police in the afternoon. The police intervened in a high-profile manner, and the news was revealed and spread back to the country.

Mr. Yu subconsciously felt that this matter had something to do with Feng Jun. However, what made him depressed was that although he lived in Luohua Manor, he could not get news about Feng Jun quickly and effectively.

This fact made him so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. When he was young, he was quite calm. When he got old, he could basically do whatever he wanted. On the contrary, he couldn't stand this kind of small grievance. The more he couldn't get, the more he wanted it. .

Because it was getting late, it was inconvenient for him to contact Mei Jin. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Li Shishi who stayed in the front building was obviously a transparent person who did not take charge of the business, so he could only ask his granddaughter to contact Mei Jin.

But when Yu Qingzhu heard that the grain depot of the Nihong Kingdom was stolen, the expression on his face was quite strange. After a long time, he said, "This matter... must have been his instruction or even his personal participation."

Mr. Yu glanced at her suspiciously, "How can you be so sure?"

Yu Qingzhu did not tell her grandfather about her conversation with Feng Jun, because she also knew that the old man liked to make trouble a little too much. Although her impression of Feng Jun was really not good, she did not want to be troublesome so as not to affect her grandfather. Treatment.

In fact, she believed that with Grandpa's restless temper now, he would definitely do something if he heard that more than 100,000 tons of grain in the country were unaccounted for - and it could even reach millions of tons in the future.

So she blinked her eyes and answered lightly, "Sixty thousand tons of rice, how much does that have to be... I'll search... Well, it has to be 70,000 cubic meters. It's probably only theirs who can move such a large capacity in one night." This kind of person has this ability."

In fact, she doesn't need to say it. Feng Jun, Shen Qingyi and Mei Jin have all demonstrated the ability to retrieve objects from space. This method is called "magic" by Mr. Yu, but it is estimated that only those masters who follow what others say can really do it. Think it's magic?

Mr. Yu knew it well. After being silent for a while, he sighed, "There shouldn't be many people like this. Otherwise, otherwise... wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

His struggle did not last long. The next morning, while he was resting in the bamboo forest, his cell phone rang.

Shen Qingyi, who was practicing, opened his eyes and glanced at him with great dissatisfaction. Gao Qiang rolled his eyes helplessly and said nothing.

However, Mr. Yu didn't pay attention to their reactions. His mind was attracted by a shocking news, "Tempura is dead forever?"