Zhang Feng still has another task. He has more than a dozen special teams. I don't know what's going on in the ice store. Can anyone stick to it?

There are still more than two weeks to go back, when this training is over.

Zhang Feng called Tang Zhongjing to ask about the situation.

\"It's okay, I didn't expect these guys to be so resistant, none of them are not frozen!\" Tang Zhongjing said.

\"That's good!\" Zhang Feng said: \"I will go back in the third training event!\"

\"I will watch them!\"

\"it is good!\"

Tang Zhongjing hung up the phone first. He knew that Zhang Feng had a mission, so he didn't ask more, he went to see his dozen or so treasures.

Tang Zhongjing saw them in the monitoring room.

They exercise in it to maintain the body's heat, so that they will not be frozen. Exercise in an extremely cold environment is another training, which is very difficult.

If the conditions and time are sufficient, let them fight in the extreme, it would be better, but they can only train here.

\"Watch them, and report to me as soon as there is a situation!\" Tang Zhongjing said to the staff.

\"Yes, leader!\"

In order to ensure that his babies can train safely, Tang Zhongjing arranged four staff to watch in shifts.

If anyone is in danger, he must be treated immediately. As for the cruel training that Zhang Feng said before, Tang Zhongjing dare not listen to them all, after all, these dozens of people are the essence of his whole group.

Although Zhang Feng is now in charge of Zhang Feng, life and death are also in charge of Zhang Feng, but in any case these are his soldiers!

He didn't want to see them train and die.

This shows that Tang Zhongjing is a good boss, but he is not a qualified general.

Tang Zhongjing had just returned to his office, and the landline on the desk thought about it. The calls to the landline were all official business, and Tang Zhongjing took it seriously.

\"I am Tang Zhongjing!\" Tang Zhongjing has an official voice.

\"Xiao Tang, how is their training?\"

It was Mr. Gusu's voice. Tang Zhongjing heard him a little anxious in his tone.

\"Mr. Gusu, they are still in the ice store and are currently stable!\"

\"I know, I will know their training data every day from now on!\" the old beggar said in a deep voice.

\"Yes!\"

\"Okay, that's it!\"

He hung up the phone there. Tang Zhong sat down and thought about what Mr. Gusu said. It seemed that he was in a hurry.

But it's useless to be anxious, do you pull them up now? You can't do this, it's not a strong man, you have to sharpen the knife before using it.

Now it's not fast anymore.

If this matter had been done earlier, it would have been very sharp now.

If, if, who knows? Only grasp the present.

...

In a large and tall house, there is a robot that is seven or eight meters high. It was used by Zhang Feng at the beginning and is still being improved.

Now people still need people to conduct experiments, but no one can control it except Zhang Feng, so the old beggar needs people who can control this machine.

\"Mr. Gusu, this is the list. I need the above items, and we better produce it ourselves!" The person in charge took a list to the old beggar.

The old beggar glanced around and found that many things need to be bought abroad, and they may not be able to buy them, because other people have technology blockades, and money cannot buy them!

\"Well, when is it the latest?" asked Mr. Gu Su.

\"The best if there is now!\" The technician said and left.

Phew... the old beggar exhales a long breath

too difficult!

He is aloof and has greater power, but he is a errand runner in front of these technicians, and he dare not have a temper at all.

He receives such orders almost every day, sometimes two.

The old beggar didn't understand this before, but now he has to understand it. He has a purchasing department, but he needs to finalize many things himself.

The list is just a few names. The specific specifications and materials need to be viewed on the computer. The technicians put the materials on the computer, and the people in the purchasing department can view it on the computer.

It is a formal and necessary procedure to give the list to the old beggar.

If you can make it yourself, of course it is good, but now it's like building a hut when you are in a hurry.

Fortunately, the old beggar has been doing this recently, setting up a special machine parts manufacturing factory.

But this is not easy. At first, he thought that what he lacked most was money. Now, what he lacks most is talent and technology. For example, a chip requires a photolithography machine. There is still a company in the world that has this thing. If they don’t sell it, even No chips can be produced.

What a distress!

That's why the old beggar sighed.

Of course, these can't be done in one swoop, it takes time, but time waits for no one, and will be left behind by others and can only be eaten away.

It is precisely because of this that we have to find a way to catch up from behind. The old beggar is not the kind of person who sits and waits to die, and the problem must be solved. No matter how great the difficulty is, do it first.

It's too uncomfortable to be stuck in the neck.

He took the list to the purchasing department and asked them to find a way, and then came to him if they couldn't, and he went to do more important things, to create a precision factory.

After making a few phone calls, a few hours later, a dozen people came to his office. These people are all talents he has cultivated, and they can be said to be confidants.

\"There is a very important thing for me to call everyone...\"

The old beggar spoke for ten minutes, and at the end they were all excited.

Someone said: "Mr. Gusu, we should have done this long ago!"

\"Yes, I have to support this little life!\"

\"Me too!\"

\"And I……\"

One by one, they were screaming and rushing to kill the enemy, but the old beggar had a serious expression. He said in a deep voice: "Boys, you have to know that once you start to do it, there is no turning back!"

\"Mr. Gusu, we are gone now, we can only move forward!\"

\"Yes, to retreat is to die, and to stand still here is to die!\"

The old beggar said: \"Okay, then let's start, work on both sides, I will write a report to it, you do your thing, the first is to find technical personnel, no matter how much money you dig it back for me!\"

\"Mr. Gusu, don't we have a headhunting company?\" someone asked.

The old beggar said: \"Yes, but that one belongs to that one, we are ours, the nature is different, let's put it this way, we are more advanced than them!\"

\"Hey, this is almost the same!\" Someone looks proud.

\"Give you one week to write down all your plans, put away other things first, or explain to the people below to do it, and discuss all of your plans in one week!" said the old beggar :\"The construction of the factory must be put on the agenda within half a month at the latest!\"

\"Yes!\"

The crowd dispersed, the old beggar was thinking alone, and a word appeared in his mind: money!