Chapter 2741

"Wenwen is pregnant." Tang Lin said in a calm tone, but he couldn't hide the joy on his face: "It's been less than two months. My mother had her stay at home to nurture the fetus. It has to be over three months before the fetus stabilizes."

"Dalinzi is going to be a father." Zhou Andong also congratulated Tang Lin: "Congratulations, congratulations!"

Tang Lin could no longer hold back, his smile stuck on his face and wouldn't go away: "Our Wenwen said that if she gives birth to a son, she will marry your little feather; if she gives birth to a daughter, then let them become sworn sisters."

Zhou Andong laughed and said: "Becoming sworn sisters is no problem, but if she marries into your family as a daughter-in-law, I cannot decide that. It must be my daughter's own consent; if she disagrees, I cannot force her."

"This is easy to handle." Tang Lin's eyes flashed with a rare gleam of wisdom: "When my son grows a bit older, I'll send him to your house to be raised. Anyway, your family has a big business, plenty of money and houses, and won't miss my son's one mouth and one bed.

Let him grow up together with Xiao Yu Mao; this way, the feelings cultivated will be pure and simple. When they grow up, Xiao Yu Mao will be inseparable from my son, and she will surely marry no one but my son."

Zhou Andong let out a cold laugh: "Go home early to sleep; in your dreams, you can have anything."

"Brother Dong!" Tang Lin refused to give up: "Look, our two families know each other's backgrounds well. Being in-laws is the most suitable. In the future, when Xiao Yu Mao marries into our family, I and Wenwen will surely treat her as our own daughter."

"No!" Zhou Andong refused bluntly, then quickly shifted his tone: "If you let your son become my son-in-law living in my house, I could consider it."

"No!" This time it was Tang Lin's turn to refuse, just as bluntly: "If I agreed, my wife would beat me to death. Besides letting you have him as a son-in-law living in your house, I can agree to anything else you ask."

Zhou Andong's face showed a faint, hardly noticeable smile, but he still wore a troubled expression: "Actually, there is something I originally assigned Major Zuo to do. Now that you've said this, I can let you two handle it, and I can relax a bit."

Upon hearing this, Tang Lin thought: If Zhang Zuo can handle it, how big could it be? So he patted his chest and said: "Brother Dong, your matter is my matter. You say it, whether big or small, I will do my utmost to get it done well."

Zhang Zuo looked dissatisfied at Zhou Andong: "Zhou Dongzi, don't you understand the principle of not troubling two masters with one matter? You're looking down on me, so you still arranged for Dalin to add trouble for me."

"You say that." Zhou Andong said solemnly: "I may look down on someone, but it's impossible for me to look down on the famous Da Zuo哥 of the Nine-Nine City. I let Tang Lin and you handle this matter together because you two have always cooperated seamlessly."

Saying this, Zhou Andong glanced around the bar: "Look, whether it's what you say that counts, or this first bar, it's all the result of your two's seamless cooperation."

"If Da Zuo哥's ability is one hundred, and Da Lin's ability is one hundred, then together they are absolutely over two hundred, capable of reaching three hundred, even four or five hundred. So, your cooperation makes you invincible under heaven."

Originally dissatisfied, Zhang Zuo, upon hearing "invincible under heaven," unconsciously puffed out his chest and said proudly: "That's right, Da Lin and I are the peerless pair of heroes."

Tang Lin still had a dazed look: "What are you talking about? What exactly is the matter?"

"Let me explain!" Zhang Zuo enthusiastically explained the matter: "I'm responsible for kidnapping people, and you're responsible for sending them to Africa."

"Pa!" Tang Lin slapped the bar hard, cursing: "Damn it, that little brat Yin Xuan actually dared to move Brother Dong—he's looking down on us brothers."

Zhou Andong bit his tongue to keep from laughing, then reached out and patted both their shoulders, his voice low: "Da Zuo, Da Lin, brother I have a breath held in my chest; whether I can let it out depends on you."

"Rest assured!" Tang Lin cursed: "Don't say just one Yin Xuan; even if you add one Yin Mo, I have a way to send them to Africa to mine."

"With your words, brother I can relax!" Zhou Andong picked up a bottle of beer, used a bottle opener to pop the cap, and took a sip: "Da Lin, just now you were holding the newspaper, staring intently—what were you reading?"

"An article cursing you." Tang Lin gave a heh laugh: "These past few days, with nothing to do, I've been buying newspapers every day, all of them cursing you. The more I read, the more fired up I get."

Zhou Andong laughed along, picked up the newspaper to look at it, was about to put it down, when suddenly he saw another news item below:

The US Army plans to rename the Enhanced Soldier System to the 21st Century Ground Warrior Program!

Zhou Andong picked up the newspaper again, carefully reading this news, muttering: "21st Century Ground Warrior Program—this damn thing isn't just the individual combat system, is it?"

Tang Lin sat beside him; Zhou Andong said something he didn't catch clearly, so he asked: "Brother Dong, what are you saying?"

Zhou Andong came to his senses, placed the newspaper on Tang Lin, and pointed with his finger at this news: "Do you know what this is?"

Tang Lin glanced at it; he had seen this news a while ago: "Isn't it written here that the US, leveraging the advantage of microelectronics technology, has incorporated whatever soldier system into a digital network......"

Zhou Andong no longer paid attention to Tang Lin; his brain began to race. The predecessor of Yuzhou Science and Technology Research Institute had deep cooperation with the military, and even the military was a major shareholder.

And as technology develops, battlefield conditions will become increasingly complex and tangled; war will no longer belong solely to firearms combat, and informatized warfare will become a new form of warfare. With technological development and wartime needs, the development of individual equipment is inevitable.

Zhou Andong's gaze once again turned to the newspaper: The Americans had already invested twenty-five million dollars five years ago into the individual combat system. If development starts now, they should be able to catch up.

After all, the Americans are feeling their way in the dark during development, so they will surely take many detours. But he has money and can provide direction; this way, the R&D personnel can keep their eyes open and run toward the direction he gives, without fear of taking detours.

Seeing Zhou Andong still in a daze, Tang Lin poked his arm: "Brother Dong, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing in particular." Zhou Andong came to his senses, stood up, and walked out: "I'm going to the Future Culture Office to take care of some business. If you have anything, call me."

"Wait!" Zhang Zuo urgently asked: "Do you know where Yin Xuan is?"

"I broke his finger and kicked him." Zhou Andong said without turning back: "He's either in Jishuitan or 301 Hospital. You guys go inquire. Also, the matter must be completed within three days; no delays allowed."