Perhaps because of the excessive dining and drinking at the party the day before, Wu Xiaoming slept until noon the next day.
She didn't get up immediately after waking up. Instead, she lay on the bed and used the smart eyepiece to process the pile of emails, and by the way, she ate some melons related to the explosion of her car on the Internet.
Seeing those people on the Internet talking about terrorist attacks, Wu Xiaoming just sneered. She knew very well that this was not a terrorist attack at all, but an assassination directed against her by some people who were greedy for profit and impatient.
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Although it was unclear who on the board of directors was responsible, in Wu Xiaoming's view, the entire board of directors was simply a nest of snakes and rats, and there was no one she could trust.
When Jin Guo was here, these rats didn't dare to do anything, but now they all show their true colors.
In a world dominated by capital, status is measured by money and wealth. The leader who holds the power in the Iron Dome world and leads the administration to manage the revitalized city is ostensibly elected by the people. In fact, behind every vote there is money to build the foundation.
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Only a fool would give up the wealth at his fingertips. The board of directors was not willing to let a wild girl like her with no background intervene. Naturally, she did not want the board of directors to divide the property that should belong to Jin Jianshen.
Wu Xiaoming believes that Jin Jianshen will come back one day. He is currently receiving life support services provided by Xingtian Heavy Industry, and there is no danger of physical decay for the time being.
There are two choices before them. One is to completely give up the flesh and blood body, accept the transformation of the cybernetic body, and let Jin Jianshen return in the form of a cyberman. The other option is to use the experience accumulated by Han Jinghu during his reign.
The body cultivation technology cultivated a new physical body for Jin Jianfeng.
However, strictly speaking, the second option is not mature at present, because with the destruction of the other world research institute, the technology that can transfer soul consciousness has been lost. Jin Jianshen's own will also firmly supports the destruction of this kind of human ethics and moral hazard.
technology, so he himself would definitely object to doing so.
Wu Xiaoming felt a little regretful about this. Emotionally, she hoped that Jin Jianshen could recover as before, but she also knew that Jin Jianshen's efforts in this life were all for one thing - to cut off the chain of "immortality" of his family.
In order to prevent Jin Jianshen from hating him after his "return", Wu Xiaoming had no choice but to ask Xingtian Heavy Industries to maintain his life while discussing the iterative upgrade of bionic prosthetic technology with Han Jinglong.
Even if she was forced to choose to make Jin Jianshen's prosthetic body a path she didn't want to take, she still wanted to provide him with a high-quality prosthetic body as much as possible. Xingtian Heavy Industry's technical level and accumulated heritage are undoubtedly trustworthy, but research and development are inseparable.
They need to invest capital, and capital is exactly their current problem.
Therefore, Wu Xiaoming did not want to give in to the board of directors no matter what. She vowed to win the shares that should belong to Jin Jianshen, and then use the funds to support Xingtian Heavy Industries in developing new cybernetic bodies.
After finishing the backlog of work emails and some personal matters related to human relations, she officially got up to wash up, change clothes, and put on makeup. The newly ordered bionic maid had prepared brunch and was cleaning diligently.
Wu Xiaoming is very satisfied with this new bionic product, but she has not yet decided what kind of personalized name she wants to give her bionic mechanical maid, so she will still call it "Miss Maid" for the time being.
Due to the similar appearance, she considered whether to call it "Miss An", but she was worried that An He or Yu Zhesen would find it offensive.
"Miss Maid, can you drive?" Wu Xiaoming took out half a bottle of red wine from the refrigerator, "I want to have a little drink."
"Yes, I have a full set of driving programs and traffic safety regulations pre-installed, and I also have a bionic driving qualification certificate."
Wu Xiaoming smiled and poured himself a glass of red wine: "That's no problem. You can drive me to the company later."
"As you wish."
This is really thoughtful... She sighed secretly and tasted the brunch dishes, feeling more and more that the money was not wasted.
Due to the resistance from the board of directors, no one cared that Wu Xiaoming did not go to the company in the morning. Except for the secretary arranged by Jin Jianshen in advance to copy her internal company emails, it was only during this time that she worked hard to develop on her own.
The business partners contacted will be contacted by email. So even if she now occupies the office that once belonged to Jin Guozheng, no one in the entire group will report to her for instructions.
But even so, Wu Xiaoming decided to go to the company in the afternoon. She needed to maintain her presence in the company, even if she just showed her face and walked around the office area, it was meaningful.
No matter how much the board of directors resists, it has not reached the point where it can completely control the situation with one hand. If she personally appears in various departments under the group and gives orders as the chairman, it can still have a certain effect, but it is very inefficient.
Wu Xiaoming understands that her situation is relatively difficult, and she also understands that her opponents' ultimate goal is to force her to leave, so she cannot show any intention of backing down no matter how much pressure she puts on her. The bombing of the flying car last night may have been a cold assassination, or it may just be a warning.
, no matter which one is full of malice, but she must behave calmly and calmly.
She wants her opponents to know that she is unyielding and fearless, and has full confidence and persistence in taking over the Sub-Biology Group completely.
"Master, the car is ready. Are you going to the company now?" The android maid drove the car out of the garage in advance while she was still eating.
"We're going to leave now." Wu Xiaoming wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood up and left the table, saying, "You can come back and clean these after you send me to the company."
"Understood, sending you to the company will be adjusted to the highest priority task, and the task of organizing the table and cleaning the tableware will be postponed."
Wu Xiaoming picked up her bag, and the android maid opened the door to the villa for her.
After the door opened, what came into view was not the bright sunshine at noon as imagined, but a thick white mist.
"What's going on?" Wu Xiaoming felt confused and confused, "The weather forecast said it will be sunny today, why is it foggy?"
She thought she had remembered it wrong, so she took out her mobile phone to check the real-time information released by the Meteorological Bureau. The weather in K5 area was marked with a sunny sign.
"It's hard to drive in such heavy fog..."
Hearing Wu Xiaoming's worried murmur, the android maid replied: "My visual reception system can penetrate the fog to a certain extent. If you keep the speed below twenty yards, you should be able to drive relatively safely."
"Twenty yards is not the same as a tortoise crawling..." Wu Xiaoming held his forehead, "Forget it, this is the only way. The company's senior management has a regular meeting today, and I must be present to prevent them from causing any trouble while I am away.
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"Master, please go back to the house first. Something dangerous is approaching." The bionic maid suddenly opened her arms and stopped in front of Wu Xiaoming.
"Huh?" Wu Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the bionic maid meant.
Until the next second, a terrifying roar came from the fog, and a burly black shadow suddenly approached.
