After a full sleep, the next morning, Han Zhen got up and went downstairs, and met Uncle Zhao who was instructing the servant to do things.

After all, he is a pendulum-style figure who strictly abides by the ethics of the housekeeper. He always gets up on time, combed his hair meticulously, and is always wearing a general-controlled outfit - a standing collar with nine silver buttons on his body. If he hadn't been to his room to play when he was a child, he would have thought that Uncle Zhao had worn one outfit for decades!

"Good morning, Uncle Zhao, has my mother got up?" Han Zhen asked while doing a few breast expansions. He has been so tired these days. Not only is he physically tired, but he is more tired from heart.

"Young Master, good morning," Zhao Kaiyuan said after bent down slightly, "Madam goes downstairs at 7:30 every day, now it is 6:54, and there are 36 minutes left."

"That's it, Uncle Zhao, I'm going to go out. When my mother gets up, you can tell me."

"Okay, young master!" Zhao Kaiyuan suddenly whispered: "Young master, I went to see the cloud car yesterday. This is a part of it taken from above, and I have used the others to scrap. Also, the four drivers seemed too curious and hoped that the young master would send them away as soon as possible."

Uncle Zhao is a person with a story. My mother said that Uncle Zhao was raised by his grandfather since he was a child. When he grew up, he entered the army. His rank seemed to be quite low, and the troops he was in seemed to be very secretive. My mother also told herself very seriously that she should have full trust in Uncle Zhao because he and I are a family!

Five or six monitoring equipment of different sizes were spread in Han Zhen's hands. This was not a street stall. At least Han Zhen had never seen such exquisitely made on the Internet. If Uncle Zhao had not taken each of them apart, Han Zhen would never have thought that these gadgets that were exactly the same as screws, wooden pads, and buttons would have been different.

Seeing that Han Zhen didn't understand very much, Uncle Zhao explained: "From the internal structure, it can be seen that this is the latest military surveillance transmitter. Its characteristics are high power, anti-interference, and very strong secret. Ordinary detection instruments cannot detect it. The transmission distance is more than 100 kilometers, and as long as any movement and stillness in this range can be fully received at the frequency corresponding to it..."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao, I will be careful." Han Zhen nodded, tightened his right hand holding these things. After a crackling sound, he handed it back to Zhao Kaiyuan again, "Uncle Zhao, please throw it away for me."

Zhao Kaiyuan was not surprised at all and directly put the things that had turned into a pile of waste into his pocket.

Who was Uncle Zhao in the army before? My mother didn't say that every time she asked her mother, she would be unhappy for a long time. Could it be that she was serving in the same place as her father? Han Zhen suddenly stopped the hanging car that was driving towards the parking platoon.

Uncle Zhao's methods are definitely not something that ordinary troops can train. In my memory, there seems to be no telecommunications products that Uncle Zhao doesn't know. Communications troops? Since I can remember, I have never seen Uncle Zhao have any private affairs, no relatives, no friends, and even more strangely, no children or wife. Is he sick? If that thing is broken, it will be easy to cure. Han Zhen complained in his heart. Gradually, he thought about it further and further, and found that there were many things between his mother and Uncle Zhao...

"Ba!" Han Zhen slapped himself in the face, what were they thinking about! Han Zhen knew something was wrong, and he had never paid attention to all kinds of things before. Now when he thought about it, there was indeed a problem. Then Uncle Zhao and his mother had at least a favorable impression between each other, right?

Han Zhen finally said this sentence. Although he had lost his father since he was a child, he did not feel lacking fatherly love because of this. Could it be that Uncle Zhao has always held this position in his heart... Even the most conscientious butler could not do as much as Uncle Zhao's efforts all day long...

Han Zhen understood a little, but this kind of thing was not something I could get involved with, but why didn’t the two of them be together for so long? Could it be my reason? Han Zhen rubbed his head, "However, it doesn’t seem to be a bad thing to be with Uncle Zhao and his mother. If it’s because of me, should I try it more?" Han Zhen thought to himself, "No rush to do this. If it is true, I will bless them. My mother has been living a bit harder in the years."

There was only one cloud car at the parking floor. Han Zhen took out his cell phone and contacted Zhou Jinzhe. Sure enough, the three guys were driving cloud car to show off in the sky!

It is not too difficult to drive a cloud car, but it is not a very simple thing. After all, there are too few cloud cars, so not everyone has the opportunity to get in touch. However, there is a racing game, which completely simulates the cockpit of a cloud car. Han Zhen and the other four have played it, so they can be considered to have some understanding.

"How is it? Are you having fun?" Han Zhen asked after watching the three of them come down.

"It's okay, there's not much problem with driving, it's just almost proficiency. After all, this real guy is still a little different from the one in the game." Zhou Jinzhe said.

"Whoever drives the best, be a driver today."

"Ayong is the best. He just played a rapid climb, which scared the two drivers in a cold sweat." Fang Han immediately complained. Although Qian Yong is the most honest person, he can even be said to be stupid, he has an unusual talent for machines. He can play tricks whenever he gets into his hands.

Since there are monitors in the cloud cars, these four drivers are definitely not simple goods. Although Liang Yingguang didn't say how many days it was when he left them, it was not a good thing that the annoying guy always wandered in front of him.

"This is what you said yourself. If it falls down, there will be no good results for you to eat!" Han Zhen said with a stern face.

"It's absolutely fine, brother, I can't fall down!" Zhou Jinzhe patted his chest to guarantee.

"That's good," Han Zhen stopped pretending and patted Fang Han, "Ahan, go quickly and let those four guys get out of here."

"Brother, are they?" Zhou Jinzhe looked at Fang Han running towards Yunche and asked thoughtfully.

"Yes," Han Zhen nodded

"It's good that's fine, we didn't say anything we shouldn't say." Zhou Jinzhe and Qian Yong were both glad.
Chapter completed!