Just after nuclear fusion was successfully achieved, my brother Qi Tongwei committed suicide?

"However, you must remember that although you have already achieved great success, this is not your limit."

"I hope to stay true to my original aspirations and forge ahead."

"One day."

"When your contributions are revealed to the world, you will truly deserve the title of 'unparalleled national hero'!"

"This way."

"Our Chinese nation can be said to have successors..."

"This is not only my expectation, but also the expectation of those above you!"

Zhao Mengsheng's expression was moved.

This is a kind of emotion that can only be understood by those who have walked a difficult path.

And on the opposite side.

Mu Chen nodded seriously.

He truly took Zhao Mengsheng's words to heart. The title of "unparalleled national hero" was not something an ordinary person could bear.

This is a comprehensive affirmation of a person!

We finished discussing business.

Zhao Mengsheng called Zhao Ziqing and Zhao Zisheng in and said a few words to them.

Then I felt a wave of drowsiness.

Zhao Mengsheng's health was not good, otherwise he wouldn't be living in a sanatorium.

I got too emotional again tonight.

After calming down, you will naturally feel tired.

See this.

Zhao Mengsheng's caregiver immediately came over and took him to rest.

Mu Chen, Zhao Ziqing, and the others also left the sanatorium.

I drove back to my residence.

After returning to the hotel.

Mu Chen and Zhao Ziqing shared a suite, talking to each other and cherishing this precious moment of tenderness.

As for Zhao Zisheng, he returned to his residence in the capital.

He didn't want to continue being a third wheel here and suffer his sister's disapproving looks for no reason.

Mu Chen is usually extremely busy.

For his sister Zhao Ziqing, they only see each other a few times a year, so naturally he can't stay here and spoil the mood.

Secretary Zhang, on the other hand, booked a room for herself.

After confirming that there were no listening devices around, he took out his phone and made a call...

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Beijing.

Intercity expressway.

A Mercedes-Benz G-Class was speeding along the road.

In the driver's seat, a man in a floral shirt was driving with one hand while playing on his phone with the other.

A man in a suit was sitting next to him.

"Brother Han, there's something fun going on tonight, do you want to go?"

The man in the floral shirt said excitedly.

Clearly, they had forgotten what happened before and were now focused entirely on having fun.

But it was nearby.

Han Cheng, however, was not in a good mood and said, "You go by yourself. Take me back first."

Han Cheng looked worried.

Clearly, he was still thinking about Mu Chen's identity and was very concerned about it.

However, the man in the floral shirt standing to the side said, without a care in the world:

"Brother Han, what are you afraid of? We haven't done anything."

"So what if he has a powerful background? Does he think he can take revenge on us?"

You can rest assured.

"Even if something happens, my family will help me out."

Regarding what happened tonight.

The man in the floral shirt didn't take it to heart at all.

But Han Cheng had a bad feeling.

soon.

The vehicle stopped.

After getting out of the car, Han Cheng walked straight home. When he opened the door, he saw his father sitting on the sofa.

He sat there with a serious expression.

Although his face showed no emotion, Han Cheng knew that his father was angry!

He knew his father all too well.

I wonder who angered my father. It couldn't have been me, could it?

Tonight's thing.

No matter what, it's impossible for the news to reach his father's ears so quickly, right?

Han Cheng walked into the house somewhat timidly, heading towards a side room. He dared not look his father in the eye, fearing that he might provoke his father's anger.

But that's it.

boom!

Han Cheng's father slammed his hand on the table!

It made a loud noise.

Han Cheng was startled and turned to look at his father, only to find that his father was looking at him with a stern face.

Could it be that……

"Bastard thing!"

"What have you done! Secretary Zhang has even called me!"

Han Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

He didn't expect that.

My premonition came true; that Mu Chen is truly extraordinary! If it were an ordinary person, Secretary Zhang would never have called his father!

Finished!

His father's anger was actually directed at him!

Chapter 162 Top Secret Level!

Han Cheng panicked immediately.

Despite his prominent position in the outside world, he is one of the most arrogant people even within Beijing's elite circles.

But at home.

However, he was extremely afraid of his father, because he knew who had given him everything he had.

Moreover, Han Cheng's father has experienced countless things in his life.

The aura emanating from him was something Han Cheng couldn't possibly withstand; a single glance from him was enough to instill fear in Han Cheng!

"This...I..."

Han Cheng stammered, "I didn't do anything..."

"What Secretary Zhang? I don't know anything about her..."

But on the other side.

Han Cheng's father could easily see that Han Cheng was trying to deceive him.

He didn't speak.

She simply gave Han Cheng a dangerous look.