In the capital city, it was dawn.

An urgent encrypted phone call interrupted Zhao Kanghe who was doing morning exercises in the courtyard.

After finishing a set of Tai Chi swordplay, Zhao Kanghe took the towel handed by the orderly, wiped his hands, and walked towards the study.

"Who called?"

Zhao Kanghe asked as he walked.

"It's Mr. Sun. He said he has something important to ask you."

The orderly answered immediately.

"Isn't Lao Sun in Shazhou, hosting the cultural festival exchange meeting? Why are you calling me?"

Zhao Kanghe muttered softly.

The receiver of the red encrypted phone on the desk in the study room was lifted and placed on the table beside it.

Zhao Kanghe walked over directly, picked up the receiver, and said in a calm tone: "I am Zhao Kanghe."

"Old Zhao, I heard that your eldest son is studying the reform of domestic special operations?"

Mr. Sun did not go around in circles and went straight to the point.

"If you don't organize your cultural festival properly, why are you asking about this?"

Zhao Kanghe thought that Lao Sun dialed the encrypted phone number to talk about something important, but he didn't expect that he was inquiring about the petty gossip of these parents.

He felt a little frustrated. Old Sun was usually such a serious and old-fashioned person, but he didn't expect that he would be like an aunt, asking for gossip.

"Don't get me wrong. I know you and your boss had a little conflict. I'm not asking about this. I really have something important to tell you."

As soon as Mr. Sun heard the tone there, he knew that Zhao Kanghe had misunderstood.

Both father and son Zhao have stubborn tempers. Recently, they had a disagreement over the blind date for Zhao Yanhua, so they had a quarrel.

As a result, the eldest son hid in the training base and has not been home for two months. Zhao Kanghe blew his beard and glared angrily, but there was nothing he could do about his eldest son.

"If you have something to say, just say it, if you have anything to say, let it go!"

Zhao Kanghe was not in a good mood because he mentioned his eldest son, and his tone was inevitably rough.

"I arranged for someone to give you something very important. After you read it, contact me again."

"Well, she should have arrived at the gate. Please open the door."

Mr. Sun said on the phone.

"Old Sun, please speak clearly. What are you doing in this weird way?"

Zhao Kanghe was confused.

Based on his understanding of Lao Sun's personality, it was impossible to give him a gift, but why should something be so mysterious?

"You read it first and then talk after you finish it."

Mr. Sun gave up on the phone and then hung up.

"This old guy, despite his age, is still teasing me."

Zhao Kanghe threw the receiver aside and said angrily.

At this time, someone rang the doorbell at the door outside.

"Xiao Li, go over and open the door. I want to see what kind of medicine this old man Sun is selling in his gourd."

Zhao Kanghe put his hands behind his back and walked towards the living room.

Yang Ying was waiting outside the door, carrying a suitcase and feeling a little uneasy.

When Jiang Hua took the drone away from the group laboratory, he told the company to make a new sample and give it to Yang Ying, the general manager of Beidou Star Communications.

Just last night, Yang Ying received a call from Jiang Hua, instructing her to come to the capital overnight to demonstrate the use of drones to a big boss here.

Because time was tight, she came here on Jianghua's private plane, and with her came Xiao Chen, a researcher at the group's laboratory.

After all, operating a drone requires long-term practice. Yang Ying has no practical experience. If she is asked to demonstrate the drone, the most likely outcome will be a crash.

"Mr. Yang, where are we?"

This was the first time for researcher Xiao Chen to come to a place like this. When he saw the guards with guns standing in the sentry box, he felt very nervous.

"Don't ask so many questions. Let me ask you, do you know how to use the things in this box?"

Yang Ying was appointed temporarily, and she was a little worried about messing up Jiang Hua's affairs.

"Yes, Director Jiang taught me."

Xiao Chen swallowed and nodded vigorously.

Jiang Hua asked the group laboratory to start research on drones as early as half a year ago. In the process, he provided a lot of suggestions.

Including the fact that drones now use four rotors to fly, this is Jiang Hua's advice. Facts have proved that four rotors not only improve the drone's ability to hang in the air, but also make it easier to control.

Xiao Chen is a researcher who has participated in this project from the beginning, so he is naturally familiar with controlling drones.

At this time, the door opened, and Zhao Kanghe's orderly stood at the door, inviting Yang Ying and Yang Ying in.

"Sorry, I have to check your suitcase."

The guard at the sentry box stopped Yang Ying.

"There's no need for this. Mr. Sun called specifically. They are here to deliver things to Mr. Zhao."

The orderly said from the side.

When ordinary people want to see Zhao Kanghe, they are naturally scrutinized strictly, but Mr. Sun made a special call, so these tedious steps can naturally be omitted.

"It's better to check it. The rules can't be broken."

Yang Ying took the initiative to open the suitcase and show the contents to the guards and orderlies.

"What's this?"

The guards and orderlies were stunned.

They didn't recognize the strange things in the box, and they didn't know what they were for.

"This is a drone, a micro-aerial vehicle."

Yang Ying took the initiative to explain.

She came here to demonstrate the drone. It would be bad if others misunderstood and thought that this strange-looking little thing was dangerous.

"How can such a small thing as big as a palm fly?"

The orderly is well-informed, but this is the first time he has seen such a small aircraft.

"Not only can it fly, it can also do reconnaissance."

Although Yang Ying does not know how to override a drone, she still knows some of its basic functions.

To be honest, she admired Jiang Hua in her heart for actually coming up with such a far-reaching little invention without making any noise.

She is a pilot and understands better than anyone how versatile such a small aircraft can be.

"Let's do this. The location here is relatively spacious. I'll invite Mr. Zhao to come out, and you can demonstrate it to him here."

After the orderly heard about the capabilities of the drone, he made an immediate decision.

"Xiao Chen, please open your laptop and give a good demonstration later. Don't let it slip."

Yang Ying said to the young researcher following behind.

After she finished speaking, she stood aside and wanted to see how Xiao Chen controlled the drone.

As a former pilot, she is naturally interested in flying things. She believes that she can learn to operate drones quickly based on her own foundation.

Not long after, Zhao Kanghe, holding a teacup in both hands and dressed like an old man at home, walked out.

The orderly followed closely behind Zhao Kanghe, explaining to him in a low voice the purpose of Yang Ying's visit, and pointed to the black suitcase on the ground.

"Hey, I think you look familiar. Are you the little girl from the Yang family?"
Chapter completed!