Chapter 172: The Big Man Under the Umbrella

In just two months, Xu Le has lost count of how many times he has been to the port capital, and when he returned to his hometown in the rain, his mood was very relaxed, which was completely different from the first time he came to the port capital. This bustling metropolis no longer looks like the indifferent monster, and the girls on the street with their tender breasts and tight thighs only make him feel very happy.

The flash floods along the Xinyue Prefecture have long receded, and it was still very early when the high-speed rail arrived in the port capital, and there was already a car waiting for Xu Le and the others outside the secret exit. Now they no longer live in the Peninsula Hotel, but have a temporary apartment directly in the industrial park, but they have not lived there a few times, and even the work of buying tickets anonymously has been taken over by Secretary Shen.

As early as a month ago, the Fruit Shell Engineering Department officially reported to the relevant departments of the federal government, and the research and development project of the mecha was launched again, and this kind of thing and the hidden meaning behind it will definitely attract the attention of quite a few people. Xu Le didn't think that he had been here so many times, and he had cooperated with the Engineering Department for so long, and he could still hide it from the Federal Academy of Sciences and other forces, so he was a little unimpressed by the secrecy work of Secretary Shen and the Guoke Engineering Department.

It's just that Secretary Shen and Chief Jose seem to have great confidence in controlling the Engineering Department, in fact, until today, Xu Le's work under the Engineering Department has indeed not leaked the news, because of these, Xu Le has a more real perception of the Tai family's terrifying influence in the Federation.

The research and development of a new generation of mecha is only known to a few people, and the tens of billions of people in the Federation have not heard any rumors. For them, the quadrennial federal presidential election. is the most important thing in life at the moment.

Although no one has forgotten the shock caused by the terrorist attack at the peace concert in the four states around the mountains during the summer vacation, it has also become a part of the presidential election. ** Army Leader Nanshui. For the first time, he was given an official interview with a federal news channel, in which he solemnly denied that the Yamankaji armed forces were involved in the terrorist attack and strongly condemned this violent method of harming innocent people. ** This sincere act of the military has slightly defused the anger in the hearts of some of the people of the Federation, but there are many more. Still pointing the finger directly at them.

According to political norms, the party to the presidential election, Pabur MP, should condemn it at this time and then go silent.

Because at this time, every time he defended the military land, it could be interpreted by his political enemies as: Pabul parliamentarians in order to protect his political capital in the general election, that illusory peace agreement. And he did not hesitate to point to black as white, forget his own position, and speak up for those butchers.

However, this respected parliamentarian. But with a kind of fortitude and stubbornness that is completely different from that of federal politicians, he bravely stood up.

Through the glass of the cargo compartment. Xu Le squinted his eyes as he looked at the campaign posters posted on the side of the street. The background color of the poster is a pure dark blue. In front is a silhouette, which was the last day of last year. The silhouette of Congressman Pabul when he arrived at Qinglongshan Airport on a military plane was very clear, and the hem of the parliamentarian's windbreaker was blown up, and then turned into a campaign slogan.

That was our president, he thought of what Shi Qinghai said in the bar, and at this moment, he naturally understood the deep meaning of Shi Gongzi's words.

Although Xu Le appreciates this fellow's attitude very much. But I also have to admit it. This approach is hardly pleasing to voters. The day before yesterday, the Federal News Channel conducted a poll. It has been proven that the concert attack and the attitude of the Pabul MP afterwards. brought about by the local problems.

Ross & Medellin Race Combination. He is already close to Pabul's pair of campaign partners.

"This is our president. Xu Le muttered to himself in his heart.

"There is a situation ahead. ”

The truck driver suddenly said in a deep voice. Xu Le, they entered the specific process of the shell engineering department. It has always been arranged by Black Eagle Security. In the identity of Xue Nai Indi. Naturally, it is impossible to always be a driver for them. So I changed to the current driver. In these dozens of days. There has been no problem. What happened today?

Xu Le glanced at Magnolia. Infected by the calm of this delicate man. The anxiety in my heart has decreased a little.

At this time, the truck had just driven from the industrial park to the direction of the engineering department when it was stopped by a checkpoint. Obviously, this is a temporary checkpoint, Xu Le looked at the black-clothed guards near the checkpoint through a small slit, and suddenly felt a little familiar, and his heart moved.

"The people of the company. Magnolia's eyes lowered and she said softly.

Director Jose had already made a clearance certificate for the truck, but the guards at the checkpoint didn't seem to see the certificates at all, so they got into the car and turned off the truck's engine, and then turned on the rear compartment.

Under the cold muzzle, Xu Le and Bai Yulan stepped out of the truck. The Hong Kong capital, like the Capital Special Administrative Region, was shrouded in the August rain at this time, and the rain flowed down the hair of the two of them, Xu Le looked at the well-trained and silent black-clothed guards, and only then did he understand what Bai Yulan meant before, these people were all professional mercenaries of the White Water Company.

The rain gradually increased under the lights, but those black-clothed mercenaries were in a good formation, and vigilantly escorted Xu Le and the others to the front of the checkpoint. The temporary checkpoint was just a few cars, and in front of the headlights of a car, someone was holding an umbrella under which there was an official wearing glasses.

Guoke Mobile Company belongs to the core confidential area of the Federation, in order not to attract public criticism, so the security work near the Ministry of Engineering is basically handed over to the Whitewater Security Company under Guoke, anyway, this company is basically the godson of the Ministry of Defense, and the federal government is naturally extremely relieved.

Looking at the grim-faced guards in the rain, Xu Le felt a trace of danger, but since the other party did not intend to kill people from the beginning, it means that the other party also knows his background and is not so bold, but when he saw the official, he felt that today's matter should be particularly troublesome.

At the Fruit Shell Institute, he had met the official once. The other party is the chief technical officer of the board of directors of Guoke Mobile Company, and as an independent technical director, his status is not comparable to ordinary people.

The chief technical director of the fruit shell under the black umbrella looked indifferently at Xu Le and the others who were escorted over, and said softly: "Xu Le, the technical director of the seventh group of Baishui Company, and Bai Yulan, the secretary, violated the company's internal confidentiality regulations and were immediately escorted back for review. After the examination is completed, in accordance with the relevant federal law, the case is transferred to the District Prosecutor's Office or a military court under the Ministry of National Defense, depending on the facts of the crime. ”

(I'm tired, I don't want to write, I'm done with 10,000 words today, don't say anything, anyway, on the last day, what tickets do you have in hand and throw them over, I sleep, and there will be another day tomorrow...... Support the author, support the genuine reading