The long-term struggle against the enemy has made Wushan understand that he should not trust this opponent as changeable as the wind.

By the way, the wind in this city is indeed changeable. Sometimes it is as gentle as my mother's hands. Sometimes it is simple and rough to change your hairstyle - 30 minutes in the morning, 50 minutes in the afternoon, 40 minutes in the afternoon, and a big back head in the evening, giving various small gifts in the wind, poplar fur, elm circles, rotten leaves and leaves, rag strips, 100 pounds in the morning, 150 minutes in the evening, carry a whole body of soil with you, wanting more soil and more soil...

Yi Rufeng: "Why, Brother Wu, do you still don't believe me? So, give me some time, I will definitely give you an explanation! Changsheng has been with me for so many years, and he has worked hard without credit, and I trust him very much, and many important responsibilities are handed over to him. But since he has made an unforgivable mistake, I will never tolerate it. He is sick and resting at home these two days. When he comes back, I will ask him to apologize to you by himself, and then terminate the employment relationship with him to prove my sincerity. What do you think?"

Wushan thought about it and it was okay to deal with it like this, so he agreed to it, without talking nonsense, and turned around and left.

Yi Rufeng shouted 100 times in his heart, "Brother Shan, don't hurry to leave." Unfortunately, he couldn't shout it out, so he was quick to think about what other ways to keep him, even if he could watch him for one more second, it would be good.

Yi Rufeng's mind instantly turned into many choices-

"Your shirt looks great, what brand is it?"

"Do you want to eat potato chips?"

"Your zipper doesn't seem to be well pulled."

"There is something on your lips, I'll help you get it off?"

(Then approached, reached out and picked up the biscuit residue that did not exist from Wushan's mouth...)

Nono, there is no practical one, so I have to let Brother Shan beat him down!

Yi Rufeng shook his head suddenly, and these thoughts immediately disappeared like soap bubbles.

At this time, Wushan was about to open the door and go out, but it would be too late if he didn't call him.

Yi Rufeng had no time to think and blurted out: "Changsheng has something to tell you!"

Wushan indeed stopped, but did not look back and stood there, leaving Yi Rufeng with a very cold back.

However, the goose, just like this back, is easy to enjoy.

In his eyes, there is nothing that is not beautiful on Brother Shan, and there is nothing that is not charming on every move.

Of course, it would be even more wonderful if this is a back without clothes, because Brother Shan has a V-shaped back that makes men jealous and makes women faint, but it does not look like a tiger-back and bear-bear waist. If you can hold it up, the touch will definitely be excellent...

Yi Rufeng walked steadily behind Wushan, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand, but then let it go.

Some words are accumulated in my heart, and I really don’t feel happy if I don’t vomit. It’s better to say it through Changsheng’s mouth: “Changsheng asks me to tell you that the love of the opposite sex is just for reproduction, and the love of the same sex is true love!”

Yi Rufeng recently saw a Western country celebrating the annual Rainbow Festival. To put it bluntly, this festival is homosexuality. Love. They were parading in various creative clothes in pairs, with all kinds of strange outfits, and others were watching it.

But what Yi Rufeng envies is that this is legal in other countries, and the Prime Minister also shows up at the event to express congratulations and support. It would be good if our country can recognize it as legal.

But after Wushan heard that "nonsense" - "I'm sick!"

After saying these two words, he did not hesitate anymore, and reached out to open the door of Yi Rufeng's office, and the whirlwind disappeared like a whirlwind.

Alas, after working hard for a long time, I really only succeeded in keeping him for one more second!

Yi Rufeng was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. He really didn't know how to express his feelings!

He has always been a person who knows what he wants. He has also been a top student since he was a child. He knows that he wants to take the first place in the class, first in the grade, first in the school, first in the city, first in the province, first in the province, and how he can win these firsts (if he really can't get the first, you can use some means like his parents); he never ruthlessly participates in the rules of the survival of the weak in the shopping mall, knows which building and land he wants, knows how to defeat his opponents, and knows how to make most of his opponents defeat him...

Only Wushan is an exception.

The academic master met the academic master. In the business world, Yi became a defeated general under the Wu family many times. Even if he showed charm to Wushan, Yi Rufeng didn't know what to do.

However, his emotions adjusted very quickly. Not long after Wushan left, he devoted himself to the project of snatching the next piece of land from Wu.

When Wushan came, he was angry and thought about figuring out what was going on. When he left, he was only left with a ridiculous feeling.

Speaking of this, we need to mention the logic of artificial intelligence.

The countless neuronal cells in the human brain form thinking through electrical pulses to transmit information.

When a doctor sees a patient with cold symptoms, he will not immediately think of myocarditis, encephalitis, etc., but combined with other examination methods, he can finally draw the correct conclusion, because the human brain will "mobilize".

Scientists have been working to transplant this advantage to artificial intelligence, so they try to simulate the human brain and make artificial neural networks. However, the industry still cannot simulate the entire brain. It is already awesome to be able to simulate a system of tens of thousands of neurons.

But Wushan's neural network is composed of billions of neurons, which is far better than the former.

If his neural network is made public, Wushan will definitely become the object of research by scientists around the world. His "manufacturer" may be able to jump into the top ten of Forbes' rich list.

However, people are not interested in wealth.

Wushan processed Yi Rufeng's words and believed that it was too early to draw the final conclusion. He also needed to combine Yi Rufeng and Changsheng's performance in the later stage to comprehensively determine whether what he said was the truth.

Therefore, Yi Rufeng has been through this level for the time being...

Mayang kept asking for the installation of prosthetic limbs as soon as possible. Because of his limited movement, he was unable to stay by Wushan, and he felt very uneasy.

Wushan disagreed: "What are you in a hurry? I won't urge you to go back to work. If you have too early morning prosthetic limbs, the skin on the contact surface will be very tender and easy to wear out. You can keep it here for me to keep it honestly."

Mayang: "Wushan, you know I am a person who can't stay idle. I feel uncomfortable if I don't work. If I get a heart disease, my health will definitely not be cured."

Wushan: "Then you can do something else, watch TV, watch movies, listen to music, hey, how about listening to storytelling? Didn't you like to listen to Master Tian xyuan's "Yang Family General" the most before?"

Mayang thought to himself, I am always in the Wu family now, so how can I think about the Yang family?

Wushan looked at him as if he couldn't get interested: "Or, I'll have someone get you a set of calligraphy utensils and bring you a table that specializes in writing. If you are willing, I'll invite two calligraphers to accompany you to discuss. What do you think?"

Mayang: "No need, I'm confused and can't write good words."

Wushan: "Then where do you want to go? I'll ask them to prepare a car, a wheelchair, and a plane for you."

Mayang: "No, I just want to walk early."

Wushan paced around the house: "You have to pretend to be prosthetics now?"

Mayang: "Yeah."

Wushan: "Okay, I'm afraid of you."

Mayang: "By the way, Wushan, I can actually handle some jobs on my computer. Why do you add some company folders to the secret?"

Wushan: "I'm sure I did it."

"Not you?" Ma Yang asked in confusion, "Who else?"

Wushan: "It's not Xiao Mi, Xiao Mi's permissions are not as big as you. What folders are they?"

Mayang: "It is the one that only senior executives have the authority to enter, at the level of trade secrets."

"I'll go find out."

Wushan thought about it and said that the person who encrypted Mayang must be his father Wu Tianxing, and only he has that authority.

Mayang also thought of this.

After Wu Tianxing left angrily last time, Mayang was worried about how Chen Changge was doing, but he was not good at asking. Now he happened to take this opportunity: "Is your mother okay?"

So Wushan knew that he also thought that his father had tampered with the folder: "It's okay, I stayed at home all day and didn't want to go out."

Mayang said "Oh" and didn't say much about this.

But Wushan took the initiative to say: "My dad's wise man can make such low-level mistakes. You and my mom...he can think of him together!"

Mayang lowered his head and said nothing, making him say arrogantly, "That's right, how is that possible?" He couldn't say this.

Fortunately, Wushan didn't pay attention to his expression: "However, I almost know who was trying to provoke the enemy."

Mayang: "Who is it?"

Wushan: "When I confirm 100% before telling you, you should have a good rest first. This matter has been over. Don't worry about it. I will deal with it on my dad."

Ma Yang mentioned his concern again: "Then when can I try on prosthetic limbs?"

Wushan looked at his eagerly looking look: "Oh, okay, I'll make arrangements."

A few days later, the doctor tailored the highest-end biomechanical prosthesis for Mayang.

At the same time, Wushan also arranged the best rehabilitationist and nutritionist for him.

If possible, Wushan wants to give Mayang the best things in the world.

Although the contact surface of the prosthesis is already quite soft, it still hurts when rubbing against the flesh. But Ma Yang never complains about being tired and practices.

He had to get rid of his crutches and resume normal work and life as soon as possible so that he could return to Wushan and try not to discover the secret of delaying Wushan.

After persuasion, his parents had already returned to their hometown, but kept in touch every day.

The old man is not used to life here and can't help much, and his parents know that he can get the best care here, so they feel a little more comfortable.

Mayang promised them that when he returned to his hometown to visit relatives next time, he would definitely walk vigorously on his prosthetic limbs, and he would not be able to see that his legs would be short if he didn't take off his pants.

His parents thought with tears in their eyes, it would be great if it was true, but what should we do with the daughter-in-law? Who would willingly marry a disabled person?

In fact, there are more people who are willing to marry Mayang, for various purposes.

That afternoon, the diligent Mayang limped around the suite for more than ten times, exhausted and sweating profusely.

His ward is very large, which is equivalent to a luxury high-end apartment with two bedrooms and one living room decoration.

For patients like him who have just healed the wound and walked around for about 10 times with prosthetic limbs, the amount of exercise is quite large.

At this time, the door that was covered in vain was suddenly knocked open, and a man burst into anger and rushed in: "Hey, I said, are you afraid of your life? It's from 2 o'clock to what time now, why don't you lie down with me quickly... No, lie down for me?"
Chapter completed!