Suddenly, a worker behind him held Weslin's shoulder.
A sharp light flashed suddenly in Weslin's eyes, and then he turned around and pinched the worker's wrist, pressed on his elbow joint, and actually grabbed him in the opposite direction.
When everyone saw Weslin moving his hands, they immediately surrounded them, but they could keep a little distance.
No one expected that a person who looked like a high school student could act like this.
"Child! I advise you not to act recklessly. If this thing gets serious, it will be difficult to deal with! Do you want to be sent back?"
For a time, the three Weslins and the factory workers were in a stalemate, and the whole situation was tense.
This was the first time that Weslin met a guy who didn't mean what he said. He said it very well to his face, but his face suddenly changed.
Almost twenty minutes later, the boss Stephen arrived belatedly at the factory.
At this moment, Stephen was sitting in the conference room, with three workers and the factory manager standing behind him, facing Weslin's three young men.
He stared at them solemnly for a moment and said, "You said, I gave you that piece of armor?"
"That's right!"
"But why do I have no impression at all? When? Where have you seen me?"
Weslin looked at Stephen as if he was really confused about this matter, as if it had never happened before, and he couldn't help being surprised, "Just last night, about five o'clock, at your house."
"At my house? At five o'clock..."
"We waited in your living room for a long time, and then you came to see us first and said your name was Vito!" Ran Xiaolei added.
After hearing this, the pupils in Stephen's eyes suddenly shrank, "Let me tell you, my name is Vito?"
The three of Weslin nodded at the same time.
Stephen frowned more and more, rolled his eyes, and said to the people around him: "You guys go out first."
"Ah? Boss, these brats are not ordinary people. If they cause trouble..."
"Huh?" Stephen gave the person in charge a stern look.
When the person in charge saw this, he immediately shut his mouth and left the conference room with the people around him.
Seeing Stephen's mysterious look, Weslin felt more and more strange about this matter.
"Mr. Stephen, we really didn't lie, because we said we would give the armor to us, that's why we came to pick it up."
"Besides these, has he told you anything else?"
Weslin recalled it carefully, "He said that this thing had nothing to do with him and he didn't need it, so he gave it to us."
Stephen smiled coldly, "Of course he doesn't need it, because the entire factory has nothing to do with him."
Wei Silin exchanged colors with Ran Xiaolei and Chu Mei, and then asked curiously: "I'm sorry, Mr. Stephen, was it really not you yesterday? But you look exactly the same."
Stephen's face darkened a little, and he pinched his forehead with his fingers, "No one knows about this except my servants, even though you guys saw it."
After saying that, Stephen raised his head and looked at the three Weslins with sharp eyes, "Don't tell anyone about the incident of watching Duvito in my house. If it is leaked, I won't do anything about it today."
I will give up and give up."
"Why? That Vito clearly agreed to us, doesn't it mean he and you are not the same person? Or... you are two people in one body?"
Although this thing sounds a bit ridiculous, Weslin also read some novels or TV series with the same story content when he had nothing to do.
Thinking about Stephen's situation, it can be said that it is a common mental illness, schizophrenia!
It can also be called multiple personality.
After hearing Weslin's words, Stephen's expression became even more ugly, and could even be said to be a little painful.
At this moment, Ran Xiaolei and Chu Mei both forgot about Stephen, as if they were facing a monster full of uncertainties.
"In short, this matter has nothing to do with you. I did not agree to give this piece of armor to you, so you can leave. Except for the factory door, treat it as if you have never been here. Otherwise, I will hold you accountable for what happened today.
responsibility.”
"Mr. Stephen, we know that that piece of armor may have some special meaning to you, but we only need a small piece, just a small piece. We really need it now, it can be said to be related to our destiny."
Stephen raised his eyebrows, "It's just a piece of armor, how can it involve fate?"
"To tell you the truth, I am a fighting robot competitor. This time I came to Rome to participate in the International Robot Competition. However, during the competition, my robot had an accident, which resulted in it being completely scrapped and losing the participating robot. Therefore,
Now I have to build another one, or modify it on the original robot, but now we are missing some key parts! For example, this piece of armor."
Stephen hesitated for a moment and said: "Fighting robot? Is it the recent competition at the Emerging Science and Technology Museum? I've seen it on TV. But that thing is tightly attached to my armor, so it shouldn't have any effect, right?"
"Armor is a very important part. If this problem can be solved, we can weight it and choose appropriate parts based on it. You also run a factory, and you should know that for machinery, every link is a link.
Interlocked." Weslin tried his best to persuade Stephen, hoping that he could give them the armor as agreed by Vito at that time.
"Or, if you are willing to sell this piece of armor, we can buy it! Just a small piece is fine."
"This is not a matter of money. My father has always kept this complete piece of armor to commemorate the factory's first batch of military products. This has a great meaning to our family."
After hearing this, Weslin hesitated for a moment and said: "But, is the only way you can keep such an important item is to put it in a cold warehouse?"
A surprised light flashed in Stephen's eyes.
"In my opinion, if such a meaningful item is placed in a dark warehouse, it is no different from those slow-moving goods and scrapped parts! Even if it is displayed in the window, it is just a piece of iron.
What is the meaning of its existence? Is it just for people to see, or is it left in a warehouse to slowly corrode?"
Stephen looked at Weslin who refused to give up and was still fighting without saying a word.
What he said was not unreasonable. He and his father kept saying that this thing was of great significance to the factory, but it was no different from scrap metal in the warehouse?