Era: My backyard is the garbage dump of the universe

Glass chamber, in front of the tracking mirror.

When the liquid robot saw Rong Baotian coming to apologize to Rockefeller Soldier at the Huaishu Production Team, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, how should we deal with this next?"

"Do we have to accept their apology?" Liu Qingsong shook his head in amusement: "Then what have we become?"

"What does the master mean?" The liquid robot was somewhat unable to understand what Liu Qingsong meant.

"Let me contact Deadpool first and see what's going on in Hong Kong Island." Liu Qingsong put away his smile and said seriously, "As for Rockefeller Dabing and Rong Baotian, they can't enter the Huaishu Production Team without my permission because of the Bagua Maze."

"Okay!" The liquid robot nodded.

Liu Qingsong took out his cell phone and dialed Deadpool's number.

Du-du-du-
The call was connected quickly.

Deadpool's happy voice came from the other end: "Boss, how come you have time to call me today?"

Liu Qingsong: "Two things. One of them is to ask you if you know that Rockefeller Dabing has come to the Huaishu production team."

Deadpool: "I know. I was going to call you later, but now it seems there is no need at all."

Liu Qingsong: "Did Rockefeller Dabing come to the Huaishu Production Team to really apologize to me?"

He had to ask clearly, for he was afraid that Rockefeller Soldier had other purposes for this trip, which would be troublesome.

Deadpool: "It should be. They can't kill me, and the funds invested in the Hong Kong stock market have been stuck for so long. If they don't find you to change this situation as soon as possible, then the Rockefeller Consortium will be in trouble later."

Liu Qingsong: "That's true, but you shouldn't take it lightly."

Deadpool: "Got it! Boss, will you meet with Private Rockefeller?"

Liu Qingsong: "It's only a matter of time before we meet, but I won't meet him now. I have to dampen their enthusiasm first. Just pretend you don't know anything."

Deadpool: "Okay! Okay!"

Liu Qingsong: "If there is nothing else, I will hang up first."

Deadpool: "Yes, my people found that Xiao Rizi has been active in some ports in Hong Kong Island recently. Do we need to send someone to follow up and investigate?"

Liu Qingsong: "Do you even need to ask? If you don't have enough manpower, you can ask Dr. Banner to call for a drone fleet for support. In a word, you can't have a bad life under our noses."

Deadpool: “Understood.”

Liu Qingsong: "Then go get busy!"

Deadpool: “Okay!”

Liu Qingsong hung up the phone.

After thinking about it, he turned and walked towards Dr. Banner who was assembling a robot.

……

After saying a few words to Dr. Banner, Liu Qingsong left the Wanjie Garbage Dump and went to the kitchen to help Li Fenfen and Zhou Meiling prepare meals for the relatives and friends who came to pay New Year's greetings.

In the busyness.

Two days passed in a flash.

Around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Qingsong was about to lie down for a while after seeing off the guests when Xiao Nuomi came running over with his short legs: "Uncle, uncle...your phone number."

"Who's calling?" Liu Qingsong asked with a smile.

"It's Grandpa Jiang." Little Nuomi replied, tilting his head back.

"Really?" Liu Qingsong reached out and picked up Xiao Nuomi. Seeing that Xiao Nuomi's face was round and seemed to have gained a lot of weight, he couldn't help but laugh and teased: "Is your mother talking about you again, saying that you have gained weight in just a few days during the Chinese New Year?"

"Uncle, how did you know?" Little Nuomi blinked his big eyes.

"Because you really have gained a lot of weight." Liu Qingsong said with a smile.

"I...I'm not fat." Little Nuomi was a little angry: "Grandma said I'm strong, very strong."

"Good! Good! Good! It's Zhuang, it's Zhuang." Liu Qingsong laughed when he heard it and walked towards the study room with Xiao Nuomi in his arms.

In the study, Li Fenfen saw Liu Qingsong coming in and quickly handed him the microphone: "Grandpa Jiang seems to have quite a few leaders over there, so please speak more slowly."

"Okay!" Liu Qingsong put down the little nuomi in his hand and reached out to take the microphone: "Hello..."

"Qingsong!" Jiang Lao's helpless voice came from the other end of the phone: "Rockefeller Dabing and Rong Baotian and others have been trapped on Chaoxi Road in Songmu Commune for two days. If you are not busy, go to the intersection to pick them up!"

Liu Qingsong asked knowingly: "Why do I need to pick them up? I don't know them well."

Jiang Lao: "Don't say such angry words. You know what I mean and what they are here for. Now the Rockefeller Foundation is putting pressure on the leader. You must handle this matter properly and don't cause trouble for the leader."

Liu Qingsong: "They are pressuring the leaders to compromise? Isn't that a bit too much?"

Jiang Lao: "Don't be so sarcastic, for the sake of the overall situation, you should have a good talk with them. Now is not the time for us to have a falling out with them, because doing so will only lead to more losses than gains."

"Okay!" Liu Qingsong nodded and hung up the phone after chatting for a few words.

"Uncle, are there more guests coming to our house? And they asked you to go to Chaoxi Road to pick them up?" Little Nuomi asked with his little head tilted.

"Yeah," Liu Qingsong nodded.

"Then let's go play with uncle." Little Nuomi hugged Liu Qingsong's right leg.

"Okay!" Liu Qingsong did not refuse. He reached out and took Xiao Nuomi's hand and walked towards the gate.

After walking to the threshing ground, he drove the jeep transformed from a Bumblebee to Chaoxi Road.

Chaoxi Road is the only way leading to seven production teams, including Huaishu Production Team and Toad Production Team, and is also one of the three rural roads connecting Dayu City.

However, at this time, it was completely covered by the Bagua maze, making Rong Baotian, Rockefeller Dabing and others trapped inside miserable.

Seeing that they were back to the original place after going around in circles, Rong Baotian opened the car door and sat down on a stone in frustration: "Is this Songmu Commune so weird? We have been walking for two days and we can't get out?"

"It wasn't like this before." The embarrassed Rockefeller soldier rubbed his face and looked around: "This must be Liu Qingsong's doing. If we can't get out tomorrow, we can only use explosives."

"You brought explosives?" Rong Baotian was shocked.

"Well, I originally wanted to use explosives to make Liu Qingsong compromise, but now it seems that it is useless." Rockefeller Soldier said as he walked towards the trunk of the jeep.

Rong Rongtian followed behind.

At this moment, the surrounding fog suddenly dissipated, and the road leading to the Huaishu Production Team appeared in front of them.

"What's going on?" Rong Rongtian was stunned.

Soldier Rockefeller was stunned and then became excited. After gathering the people scattered around, he asked the driver to drive the jeep towards the mountain road ahead.

The mountain road is winding and bumpy.

After driving for more than ten minutes, we finally entered the territory of the Huaishu Production Team.

At a three-way intersection, Liu Qingsong was holding Xiao Nuomi and waiting quietly beside the jeep.

Seeing the convoy escorting Rockefeller's soldiers slowly appearing, they went to greet them with a smile.

Little Nuomi followed behind, skipping and jumping.

Seeing that no one else was following Liu Qingsong, Rockefeller Dabing breathed a sigh of relief and winked at the driver. The driver understood and, after parking the jeep, he led the drivers of other vehicles and bodyguards to surround Liu Qingsong.

This posture clearly shows an attempt to intimidate Liu Qingsong.

After all, Rockefeller Dabing knew that Jiang Chuyang, Nie Bingquan and Ye Junfeng had all gone back to celebrate the New Year, and there were not many Ye family members left in the Huaishu Production Team to protect Liu Qingsong.

Then, before the driver and the bodyguards formed a circle, they were afraid to move.

"What's going on?" Rong Baotian looked up at the sky.

When they saw the guns of dozens of drones were aimed at them, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Rockefeller Soldier was also a little dumbfounded. After cursing in his heart, he forced a smile and said to Liu Qingsong: "Happy New Year, Liu Qingsong!"

"I'm not happy." Liu Qingsong sneered: "If you have anything to say, just say it quickly. I don't want to accompany you outside in the cold wind."

"Is this your way of entertaining guests?" Rockefeller Soldier spread his hands: "I was thinking of sitting down and having a good talk with you?"

"What's there to talk about between us?" Liu Qingsong reached out and picked up Xiao Nuomi: "If you have something to say, just fart. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

"Okay!" Rockefeller Soldier had no choice but to compromise: "Liu Qingsong, it was my fault for shorting the Hong Kong stock market before. On behalf of the Rockefeller Foundation, I sincerely apologize to you. I hope that you will call Deadpool and let the Rockefeller Foundation go for the sake of our close cooperation."

"My family doesn't release horses, why should I let you go?" Liu Qingsong was so angry that he laughed: "If you really want to apologize, show me some sincerity and don't play tricks on me."

"Okay! I'll get your sincerity right away." Soldier Rockefeller turned and walked towards the trunk of the jeep.

When Rong Baotian saw this scene, his heart was in his throat.

However, what he didn't expect was that the trunk of the jeep was empty and there was no explosives as Rockefeller Soldier had mentioned before.

"What's going on?" Rong Baotian was dumbfounded. Thinking he was seeing things, he quickly reached out and rubbed his eyes.

Rockefeller Soldier was also a little surprised: "Where are my things? Who took them?"

"Is this what you are talking about?" Liu Qingsong took out a bag of explosives from the bushes on the side of the road.

Rockefeller Soldier: "..."

Rongrongtian: “…”

The other drivers and bodyguards were also very nervous.

After all, if so much explosives exploded, everyone present would probably die.

"Listen to me, Rockefeller Soldier." Liu Qingsong said in a cold voice, "If you really want the Rockefeller Consortium to withdraw from the Hong Kong stock market and solve all the internal and external troubles, then be honest and don't do anything unnecessary to me."

"Good! Good!" Rockefeller nodded repeatedly in a cold sweat.

"Get out of here!" Liu Qingsong threw the bag of explosives in his hand to Soldier Rockefeller, turned around and took Xiao Nuomi towards the jeep that Bumblebee had transformed into.

Soldier Rockefeller waited for Liu Qingsong to drive away in the jeep before opening the bag. He saw that there was no explosives inside, but only dry cow dung and some stones and bricks. He kicked the bag open in anger.

"What should we do next?" Rong Baotian couldn't help but ask in a low voice when he saw this.

"What else can we do? Let's go back to the hotel first." Private Rockefeller said in a low voice as he got into the back seat of the jeep.

The driver at the side closed the car door and was about to drive the jeep away from the troubled place of Huaishu Production Team, when he suddenly discovered that the tires of all the cars were flat, and there was no sign of it.

"What's going on?" Rong Baotian also noticed this strange scene.

"I don't know." The driver replied panicked.

"Let's leave first." Frightened of being trapped, Rockefeller Soldier Company ran towards the mountain path behind him.

Rong Baotian followed quickly behind.

……

Glass chamber, next to the tracking mirror.

When the liquid robot saw Liu Qingsong coming in, he asked, "Are we just letting Rockefeller Soldier go like this?"

Dr. Banner also looked at Liu Qingsong.

"We have to let him go!" Liu Qingsong replied softly, "It's no secret that Rockefeller Dabing came to the Huaishu Production Team to apologize to me. If anything happens to him, the Ye family and Mr. Jiang will be in trouble!"

"But the question is, is Private Rockefeller apologizing like this? I'm worried that he will try every possible way to retaliate against us after he leaves," Dr. Banner reminded.

"No, because after today he won't have this opportunity." Liu Qingsong said with a smile.

"Why do you say that?" Dr. Banner wondered.

"The Eagle stock market has been very unstable recently. I want you to use your advanced hacking skills to attack them at a dimensionality reduction level." Liu Qingsong said what he was thinking: "This way, not only can we make a lot of money, but we can also successfully strike a blow to the arrogance of the Rockefeller Foundation and other consortiums."

"Okay! I'll prepare it right away." Dr. Banner turned around and left the glass warehouse.

The liquid robot also took action. After all, he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Liu Qingsong glanced at the time on his watch and saw that it was time for dinner. He said goodbye to the liquid robot and left the garbage dump of all worlds.

……

The news that the talks between Rockefeller Dabing and Liu Qingsong broke down soon reached the ears of leaders such as Jiang Lao and Ye Junfeng, but they did not blame Liu Qingsong, but pretended nothing had happened.

After all, they knew exactly what kind of person Rockefeller G.I. was.

Of course, the more important point is that the initiative is now in their hands.

Soldier Rockefeller knew this, so after returning to the hotel, he immediately called all the shareholders of the consortium to discuss countermeasures.

Three days later, a countermeasure was worked out, but the Eagle's stock market experienced an avalanche.

This was something that none of the shareholders of the Rockefeller Foundation had expected, and it caught them off guard.

In order to prevent their hundreds of billions of funds from being trapped in the stock market, all shareholders of the Rockefeller Consortium rushed back to the Eagles from all over the world, and Soldier Rockefeller was no exception.

As for the funds trapped in the Hong Kong stock market, they have no time to take care of them now.

This is what Liu Qingsong would like to see the most, because the Rockefeller Foundation can't take care of the Hong Kong stock market, and Deadpool can start reaping the benefits.

Although the money was not much, only a few billion US dollars after deducting various expenses, it was enough for Liu Qingsong.

However, Liu Qingsong did not keep the money for himself, nor did he let Deadpool transfer it abroad. Instead, he gave it all to the Ye family in batches.

It's not that he has a problem with his brain, but he knows very well that an innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure.

Of course, the more important point is that he needs the Ye family to attract firepower for him.

After all, if people knew that he had the ability to manipulate the stock market, it would be troublesome for him.

But if the money was given to the Ye family, the situation would be very different.

At least now that the Ye family has money, they can confront the Rockefeller family either openly or secretly.

……

——(End of this chapter)