Qiu Yiren was sitting at the dining table, her pretty face dull, looking stupidly at the incompetent man in front of her??
"Chen...Mr. Chen, are you??" Qiu Yiren was a little stunned and found it difficult to accept the image of Chen Zongheng at this time.
The originally handsome man with an oily back was pushed away.
Become a head of clean hair.
The elegant atmosphere has dissipated a lot, and instead... there is a hint of indifference and ruthlessness.
The sister Qiu Shuangxia on the side was also a little confused, blinking her big eyes and looking at Chen Zongheng in disbelief???
"Baby face, are you lovelorn? Why do you shave your head like a monk?!" Qiu Shuangxia asked teasingly.
However, at this time...it seems inappropriate to call the man in front of me with a pretty face.
The cold and sharp face, those eyes... as cold as frost.
At this time, Chen Zongheng's elegant aura had dissipated... Under his eyes, there was only the coldness and coldness.
At this time, he is more like a cold-blooded killer.
Even Qiu Huaihai and his wife at the dining table looked at Mr. Chen in astonishment.
Mr. Xiao Chen today is indeed a bit strange, right?
Chen Zongheng did not pay attention to Qiu Shuangxia, but slowly sat down at the dining table.
"Let's eat." He was already a little hungry, so he picked up the knife and fork and started eating without being polite.
Breakfast is still a hearty steak sandwich.
Chen Zongheng gently picked up a piece of steak and put it into his mouth.
Qiu Huaihai, as usual, turned on the TV and watched the morning news while eating.
"Hello everyone, this is the CCTV News Channel. Let's first focus on the situation in the East and Central Mediterranean."
On the TV screen, a male host with a solemn face stood in front of the news anchor desk and began to report a news summary.
"According to a report by East China National Television on the 21st, the Mediterranean military said that the International Alliance against armed organizations, led by country m, launched air strikes in the Mediterranean, resulting in the destruction of several armed organizations and the death of hundreds of members, including... several
Ten civilians."
At the same time, the pictures in the news channel began to switch.
Switched to the battlefield in the Mediterranean.
The on-site news reporter stood in front of the camera, holding a microphone, and interviewed everyone.
Behind him, a war was raging.
The screen switched again, to the scene of M Army fighter jets airdropping missiles.
The results roared past, and the entire ground building below and countless armed organizations... exploded one after another...!
The flames of war are raging...!
Looking at the news interviews on TV, Qiu Huaihai at the dinner table couldn't help but sigh.
"There's a war again. The situation overseas is really turbulent."
He drank a cup of hot soy milk and sighed, "Import and export trade will be affected again, and international medicine prices will rise again. Sometimes I think about it, being in the hot summer... is really a blessing."
Qiu Huaihai sighed sincerely.
Indeed, wars are raging overseas and internationally.
Only in the Kingdom of Hot Summer, peace remains.
Leaders, countless Yanxia military camps, guard the territory.
Protect the safety of the hot summer country.
The world is in chaos, but the hot summer continues, and peace guards!
This cannot be said to be a pure land.
Watching the picture playing in front of the TV.
Chen Zongheng's eyes remained calm, he picked up a piece of steak and slowly put it into his mouth.
As he expected, the Mediterranean theater had indeed begun to lose control.
"Dad, do overseas R&D departments and pharmaceutical suppliers need to stop negotiating?" Qiu Yiren asked, looking at her father with complicated eyes.
Nowadays, wars are ongoing overseas, and the process of overseas cooperation is also somewhat uncertain.
"Let's run aground for now. In this situation, it is not necessarily safe to go to sea. We have to control the losses." His father Qiu Huaihai said slowly.
His keen sense of businessmanship told him that the more chaotic the war, the more prudent he must be.
Today, the country of Hot Summer is the safest and most peaceful.
There is no need to go abroad and wade through the muddy waters abroad.
Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
At this time, on the TV screen, another female host looked solemn and said, "At seven o'clock this morning, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Country M officially held a press conference to acknowledge the air strike."
"According to the spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Country M, this time... it mainly targeted the headquarters of Mediterranean militants and acted as a deterrent."
"When reporters at the scene asked questions, the spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs did not shy away from saying that country M still has more powerful weapons. The USS Ford aircraft carrier has been dispatched... and is equipped with an entire formation of nuclear submarine strike groups."
Then, the news screen switched...to the direction of the Mediterranean Sea.
According to the high-altitude bird's-eye view shot provided by the M Army, a huge nuclear-powered aircraft carrier formation is slowly traveling in the blue sea.
At this time, Chen Zongheng, who was dining in front of the dining table, finally... slowly raised his head.
His eyes were fixed on the giant nuclear-powered aircraft carrier on the TV screen.
USS Gerald R. Ford.
He... remembered this aircraft carrier particularly fondly.
One year ago, in the Pacific Ocean.
He is the power of one person.
Confrontation with Ford-class aircraft carriers.
Dozens of F-35A Lightning II fighter jets passed over his head!
Explosions, bombardments...whistling sounds...
Those sounds seemed to be dug out again in his mind.
A year ago, he was lucky enough to survive an overwhelming bombardment from the USS Ford aircraft carrier.
The USS Ford didn't kill him.
And the M Army... also lost seven F-35A Lightning II fighters because of this.
After that battle, Chen Zongheng was imprisoned on Hell Island.
Since then, he has disappeared.
"M's equipment is really enough to cost a lot of money...Ford-class aircraft carrier...tsk tsk tsk." In the villa, Qiu Huaihai sat at the dining table, looking at the fleet picture on the TV screen, and couldn't help but sigh.
"This is the latest super combat aircraft carrier developed by Old M... Now that these big guys are out, the Mediterranean Sea will be in chaos." Qiu Huaihai sighed.
As the world's policeman, the m side is nosy everywhere... but it has to be admitted that its military equipment is still very advanced.
Stand among the best in the world.
At the dining table, Chen Zongheng was still enjoying breakfast quietly.
"Hey, pretty boy, can you fly an aircraft carrier?" At this moment, Qiu Shuangxia, who was dining nearby, suddenly came up to him and asked teasingly and curiously.
Chen Zongheng's eyes froze for a moment, then he put a piece of steak into his mouth and said slowly, "No, but I will destroy it."
"Tch...you're bragging again. I can even shoot down bombers with my bare hands." Qiu Shuangxia rolled her eyes at him and continued eating her sandwich breakfast.
Chen Zongheng didn't pay any attention to her. Why should he be so familiar with a little girl?
At this moment, on the news on the TV station, the host continued to broadcast a news item, which attracted Chen Zongheng's attention.
"In addition, according to frontline reporters, the situation in the Mediterranean is turbulent. With the arrival of the USS Ford aircraft carrier of the M Army, many armed organizations and mercenary teams have begun to evacuate..."
"On the current evacuation list are the world-famous Blackwater International, Shura Camp, and Cobra mercenaries..."
"With the withdrawal of these forces, we may have had a premonition of the uncontrollability of the Mediterranean war situation. Now, with the participation of the M Army, the entire war situation has become increasingly difficult to control. At the same time, the United Nations Security Council also
A warning was issued at once to warn the armed forces of all parties to deal with it calmly and never use force to sacrifice the lives of innocent people and cause a big mistake!"
"We will continue to pay attention to the follow-up situation in the Mediterranean..."
In front of the TV station, the female anchor solemnly reported the news.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calmly staring at the TV.
He has already heard the name he wanted to hear.
Now that we have retreated...then it's okay.
He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of hot milk.
Then his eyes became deep.
"I really can't understand why there are wars in the Mediterranean region?" Qiu Huaihai sighed helplessly, "What's so good about that place? It just has some oil resources, so why would you risk your life so much?"
In his eyes as a businessman, he really couldn't understand why there was a war?
There is no need to use weapons to seize oil resources, right? Isn't it possible to compete with fair and honest business methods? You have to kill people and get goods.
"Not for oil. But for faith."
At this moment, Chen Zongheng on the side suddenly spoke slowly and replied.
When he heard his words, Qiu Huaihai was slightly startled. After thinking for a long time, he finally figured it out.
Belief.
Fight for what you believe in.
Oil itself is not a contradiction.
The contradictions lie in beliefs and opinions, and in racial disputes.
And behind all of this is driven by interests.
"Tch... You're talking like you've been on the battlefield... You don't know how to pretend to understand." Qiu Shuangxia glanced at him and retorted.
Chen Zongheng ignored it and continued to enjoy breakfast.
However, my sister Qiu Yiren fell into silence after hearing Mr. Chen's words.
In her mind, a possibility regarding Mr. Chen's identity... was gradually becoming clear.
