Jiulian Company. At night, 9:45.

At this moment when most employees have returned home and enjoy family happiness, Mo Di, as chairman, is still at the desk, handling stacks of documents. The main direction of this energy company's listing is the various application tools of new energy in society, which involve a wide range of areas, and the policies that need to be decided are naturally indispensable. Which interests can be moved, which interests cannot be touched for the time being, should we conduct cooperative research with government agencies, and if so, how should we do the distribution of interests...

These problems can no longer be solved with simple "technology". Mo Di knew that the Jiulianhuan Company is currently at the moment of "carp leaping over the dragon gate". Once they receive even a formal order from government agencies, the company's image and reputation will be greatly improved, and they will be able to gain a foothold in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas and become one of the "first-class enterprises". Because of this, countless strong enemies burn incense and worship Buddha all day long, hoping that they will close down early, and secretly causing some stumbling blocks. The competition among businessmen is real competition. Big fish eats small fish and small fish eats shrimps, without any sympathy. If you are weak, you can only be swallowed up. This is the unchanging iron rule of the business world.

Mo Di neither complained nor was tired of this. He just browsed the seemingly endless documents one by one, thought carefully, wrote down the proposal, and then picked up the next one. His eyes were always so reliable, without any sign of collapse; his waist was always so straight and without any fatigue. The impression of this workaholic was that even if he continued to sit in this chair for ten days and ten nights, he would not fall down due to overwork.

"..." Without any warning, Mo Di stopped the pen in his hand. He looked up as if he was feeling, but suddenly there was another person in his sight, sitting opposite him, sitting on the high-backed wooden chair specially prepared for guests.

"Hehehe..." Yin clan laughed three times with malicious intentions, "Long time no see, my old friend."

Seeing that the person coming was Yin clan, Mo Di buried his head again and drew on the documents, not seeming to take him seriously. "If you still can't explain what you are here for within five minutes, be prepared to receive a letter from the lawyer."

"In a sense... you hate more than the policeman named Ye." Yin clasped the table with his fingers and made a series of annoying noises, like a naughty boy who was loudly clamoring to attract the attention of the teacher. "You asked him to come to me? Just look for me... You actually gave him my phone number? Isn't that kind of unkind?"

"It is the duty of citizens to cooperate with the police to investigate the case." Mo Di answered seriously, then put the document in his hand into the pile of documents on the left, then took out one from the pile of documents on the right, and wrote, "Not only that... my strength, awareness, wisdom and tenacity are beyond the reach of the police. If you want to deal with him next, shake, destroy, and change my views through a series of sophistry and stolen concepts... I suggest you don't say it anymore, so as not to waste everyone's time."

"Hmph, can you speak human words..." Yin Clan complained angrily, but he really pinched off everything he planned to say next.

Mo Di is different from Ye Ying. His justice is deeper, more extensive and more real. Jiulianhuan Company is his channel and method to implement his own justice. By developing new energy and new products that are convenient and environmentally friendly, Mo Di invisibly protects many things in society. The series of connected industries produced by their company provide countless people with opportunities to start work, and the products of the new energy itself flow into society, making outstanding contributions to environmental protection and improving people's living standards. From this perspective, the people he protects are far more than Ye Ying protects with his double fists.

Therefore... a mere sophistry may not be effective for him. After so many years of interaction, the Yin clan also has a basic understanding of Mo Di - if he knows the right thing, he will do it all intently and will never look back. You are so clever that it is useless to tell the sky!

He took out a small jade ring from his pocket and slapped it in front of Mo Di with a "pop".

Several green light burst out from the center of the ring, intertwined and transformed in the air, and finally formed a projection of a girl.

"That... well... Hello, my name is Istel Dan Zorail." Seeing that Mo Di still looked calm after putting down the pen, Dan couldn't help but feel nervous, and even said something unscrupulous. "I am from the original Demon Hunter Cult, Zorail family..."

"I know." Mo Di interrupted her with a calm tone that was assertive as axiom, and instead asked the Yin clan, "What do you mean?"

On the other hand, Yin clan was not surprised but laughed, and replied calmly with the expression "I want to be a good person", "What does it mean? I don't mean. I just mean it, do you understand what I mean?"

"If you insist on talking nonsense with me... I'm sorry for being in official business, I won't be with you."

"Hehehe, don't, old friend hasn't seen each other for a long time, aren't you just kidding? You guy is so ignorant." Seeing that there were indeed a lot of documents on his desk, Yin Clan was embarrassed to continue to pull them down, so he quickly got to the point, "Okay, to be honest... I want this kid to follow you."

"..." Mo Di raised his eyebrows slightly, but his expression still did not change much, "Follow me? Reason?"

"Well... this child is still carrying a family revenge on his back. She seems to be looking for someone to help her avenge. But you know, I... this has to deal with various affairs, and there is not much time in normal times." Yin clan squeezed his eyes at Mo Di, and deliberately increased the tone of the words "various affairs". The latter obviously got what he meant and nodded to him in a slight way, "You know, I don't have many friends at first, and after thinking about it, it's better to come to you."

"This is interesting. I throw all the troubles on my head. I'm sure I can bully you, right? Ah, Miss Dan, please don't misunderstand, I'm not targeting you." After Mo Di finished the first half of the sentence, he felt that the words were a little inappropriate, so he quickly said to the alchemy floating in the sky. No, this action revealed a bit of a mature male, which made Dan suddenly feel a lot of good feelings out of thin air. "I have a lot of things to deal with here, why don't you hand her over to Lao Wang? He is also very good at raising children, right?"

"I'm quite good at it... Think back, what will happen to Lao Wang's students in the end?" Yin asked with a smile, "Lao Wang is my ancestor's personal disciple. By seniority, I have received a hundred true magic weapons from my ancestors. I should be considered his junior brother. What kind of character is he? Don't I know?"

"Then... what about Lao Zhuang?" Mo Di's name popped up again, but a few seconds later, he shook his head again, "Forget it, Lao Zhuang has no job, I guess he can't even support himself. That guy is very capable and has reached the sky, but he doesn't care much about everything in the world, just living in a vain way... The little girl followed him, and taking revenge may be the next life."

"There is the last...our 'big teacher'." When talking about this nickname, Mo Di finally put down his pen and spread his body completely on the wooden chair. Looking at the looming Gou Yue in the sky, Mo Di's mouth showed an inexplicable bitter smile, and the first time his eyes were soaked with a sense of unbearable look back. Dan felt a sense of heavyness like a history book hit her face. From his black pupils, she saw the vicissitudes of an ancient country for five thousand years, and the wind and clouds gathered. At first glance, Mo Di was at the forefront of this era, but his eyes clearly explained a sense of alienation and strangeness.

This is not his time, and he should not belong here.

"Teacher... He hid in a high school in Anji and gave the children the books compiled by his disciples back then." Yin clan shrugged and asked indirectly, "Mo Di, sometimes I really don't understand, even the big teacher gave up. Really, that's a big teacher! He gave up on the people of this era when he was so tenacious and full of faith. It was precisely because he felt that people were hopeless and not worthy of redemption that he chose to retire to the mountains and forests like Lao Zhuang, find a school to teach students, and live a dull life. His portraits are still popular with what he said back then, but his spirit is dead, and fewer and fewer people abide by benevolence, righteousness and morality.

But you, Mo Di. Your believers gradually faded in the inheritance. Your classics lost their light under the erosion of various trends and were abandoned randomly as "outdated". Logically speaking, your influence is incomparable to the great teacher. At most, it is just a foil character, and it flashes a little light in the stars of various schools of thought. Few people will spend time studying a supporting role. But now... the great teacher has given up, but you are still struggling to make the world better."

"Tell me, Mo Di, why?"

...

"I have accepted this child." Mo Di did not answer the Yin clan's question, but just sighed and said so.

Seeing this, Yin clan also knew that he would stop when he was good and would not say more. He knew very well what Mo Di's personality was. Such persuasion could have little effect, and he thought it was all a friend's statement to his friend.

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After Yin clan left, Mo Di took Dan to the 15th floor of the company. In his words, "both parties must have a rough understanding of each other's purpose in advance to facilitate long-term cooperation in the future." At present, he was about to show her the most important secrets within the company, which could be regarded as expressing his trust.

After experiencing three electronic locks: fingerprint recognition, sound recognition and iris recognition, the door slowly opened.

Dan couldn't help but cover his mouth and exclaimed.

This is a huge workshop, eight meters high, and it is endless to see at first sight. Countless robotic arms are operating up and down, carving high-tech mechas with human shapes. Electric sparks splashed in series and fell into the bottomless factory. These mechas have different sizes, ranging from human-level to monster-level. Some of them are too tall, and they are divided into several parts for assembly, and they are still orderly. Here is a huge arsenal. Just looking at the firearms carried by the mechas, Dan can feel the smell of blood and gunpowder that is coming.

"What do you...what do you want to do?" she stammered.

"Child, I'll ask you a question." Mo Di glanced at her and asked slowly, "If, one day, the Yin clan, or some other superpowered person suddenly went crazy and shouted to detonate the Qinshan nuclear power plant. How many troops do we need to stop him?"
Chapter completed!