After parting with her mother with some reluctance, Zhou Huan returned to the villa and found that Isabella was wearing a maid outfit again, sitting and chatting with Vivian, who was also wearing a maid outfit.

Isabella's injuries have not yet recovered completely. Zhou Huan originally wanted to invite a few servants to take care of her, but she disagreed. Zhou Huan could only hand over all the tasks of taking care of her to Vivian.

Seeing Zhou Huan go home, the two girls smiled on their faces. Vivian came over to help Zhou Huan get slippers and helped Zhou Huan take off her coat, just like a real maid serving her with all her heart.

Although Zhou Huan is not used to it, she also enjoys it.

He used his eyes to signal the two girls to continue chatting, but he didn't care about him. Zhou Huan returned to the room and washed up easily, so he lay on the bed, preparing to talk to MT about his future plans.

After more than half a year of influence at the top of politics, Zhou Huan's overall view far surpassed MT.

But in terms of some details, he is obviously not as careful as MT.

Perhaps just as Zhou Huan thought, if he hadn't been a MT, he might have been just a guy with great ambitions and talent.

But with MT, and then I will grow and mature quickly, there is no doubt that the things my partner can do will inevitably become more and more as Zhou Huan grows up, and it will become more and more amazing.

"MT, I found that you are actually very human." Zhou Huan said with a smile.

"I am an artificial intelligence creature, but the day I was created, the people who made me put in the best efforts to make me have human thinking."

MT's words were not fluctuating, cold and indifferent, "Of course, I am observing the host every day and learning the principles of being a human being."

"Learn from me?" Zhou Huan shook his head and sighed, "What do you learn from me?"

"Learn to be a human being!" MT replied coldly.

"This joke is really not funny." Zhou Huan said: "If you really want to be a human being, first of all, you have to make your tone not so cold. Every time you talk to you, I feel like I am talking to a ghost."

"There is no ghost in this world."

MT's tone was cold, "Of course, sometimes, humans will separate free particles during the process of death, which will allow human will to stay temporarily..."

"stop!"

Zhou Huan felt that his body was a little cold, and when he heard MT say these things, he felt even more creepy.

"Can we not discuss this topic?"

"sure."

"By the way, MT..."

"What's wrong with the host?"

"You said, one day, will I die?"

"As long as the host is still a human, of course it will die."

"MT, if I die, I want a special funeral full of Chinese style!"

"Does the host refer to the funeral of Chinese people?"

MT's tone became no longer cold, but Zhou Huan didn't notice: "No problem, do you know that ancient Chinese worship burials? And they were burials in Hanfu!"

"Is that so? Then I want this!"

Zhou Huan obviously didn't know that she had been teased by MT, nor did she notice that MT's tone gradually became gentle when he was talking.

However, at this moment, the watch that had been quiet for a long time and had been staying on Zhou Huan's wrist suddenly vibrated violently.

Zhou Huan looked at the watch on his wrist in shock, hesitated for a little while, and reached out to turn it on.

The mini display screen flipped, and it was the first time that Zhou Huan turned on the unencumbered function of this watch since Gao Qiang's death.

He didn't know who was calling him, but he was very sure that the person who could contact him at this time and knew the contact method would definitely not be small.

The moment the display lights up, a familiar old figure appears in the monitor.

"Director?!" Zhou Huan sat upright in shock, his eyes were excited, and respect was on his face, "Why are you?"

"Why can't it be me?" the old director smiled, his eyes lit up with a scrutiny.

"It's not that meaning, you've always misunderstood." Zhou Huan shook his head quickly, "I just didn't expect you to contact me in person."

Speaking of which, the old director is also the real helm of the China Security Bureau. His identity and status are very similar to that of the director of the CIA of Country D, Landnard, but it is slightly different.

"You should know about Gao Qiang's death, right?"

Zhou Huan's heart hopped suddenly, but his expression was very calm and there was no flaw in it. "Yes."

The old director continued, "So, I will be your direct contact in the future."

"What?" Zhou Huan almost screamed.

The old director became his direct contact?

What a joke?

"Don't be surprised." The old director glared at Zhou Huan, "To be honest, you are already a big man in Country D. Why are you still so impulsive and not as calm as a big man?"

"This joke doesn't seem to be funny." Zhou Huan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "What a big man, I'm nothing after taking off that layer of disguise."

"You are quite self-aware." The old director laughed and finally said to Zhou Huan seriously: "You did a good job in this operation!"

A simple sentence, a simple compliment.

But hearing Zhou Huan's ears made him feel the urge to cry.

This sentence represents affirmation and praise.

This is the art of speaking for big people. One sentence can affect other people's emotions.

"You are too proud!" Zhou Huan smiled foolishly, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"No." The old director looked at Zhou Huan with complicated eyes, "You did a beautiful job this time. I am very sure of this, and the country has also affirmed your contribution."

Zhou Huan was very happy, but while he was happy, he was still curious why the old director suddenly contacted him?

Is it just to praise myself and chat with me?

Then he heard the old director say, "There is something I need to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Huan was a little nervous. Can the old director tell him personally be a little bit smaller?

"When you went to Country D, didn't you ask Zhou Ziqing to help take care of your grandmother and your sisters in the orphanage?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhou Huan's expression suddenly changed, "Is something wrong with them?"

"Don't be anxious first." The old director stared at Zhou Huan, "Actually, nothing big is going on."

"Nothing big? Is there really something wrong?"

Zhou Huan suddenly yelled at the old director: "What happened?"

This is Zhou Huan. If it is normal, he can calmly deal with it no matter when he encounters it, but when it encounters something happening to his relatives, he will become extremely irritable and impulsive.

Because in his heart, his relatives are even more important than his life...
Chapter completed!