Containment control starts with the umbrella

In a recording room;

Behind the wooden table sits a brown-haired host wearing a coquettish tie and aged forty or fifty.

On the right hand side of this host is a comfortable long sofa.

And sitting on the sofa is William, who is wearing a jet black suit, with his legs folded (Erlang's legs), and with a gentle smile on his face.

Behind the two are a blue night view of the city, in front of them is the camera crew, and a group of spectators invited to the talk show.

"Conan Talk Show".

This Ke South Africa Pei Conan.

It is one of the most popular talk shows in the United States, and the slightly irritating host is Conan O'Brien with an IQ of 160.

Today is May 20th, 2009, and William’s birthday is ten days away. It also means that he has lived in this world for almost three full years.

It may be because the colonial plan is progressing smoothly, or because anomalies are no longer so frequent, the soldiers are only injured and not sacrificed, etc., which makes William feel good.

He had a good impression of the talk show that the original World Long and Jie had been on, so he accepted the recording invitation from each other.

"♫~~!" Drum set and Zacas's opening music played.

Accompanied by a refreshing tune, Conan beats the wooden table with both hands rhythmically, and then leaned his left elbow against the table and said:

"Good evening, I'm your old buddy Conan, and the guest here today... the background is a bit big.

He ranks first in this year's Forbes Rich List, and he also owns a company that brings the earth into the interstellar age.

More importantly!He will be twenty-two in ten days, my goodness!

Look at people who became a trillionaire at a young age, but at the age of forty-six, I still sit behind this broken wooden table and host a show. When I go home, I have to be oppressed by my wife. Hey..."

Conan raised his right hand to cover his face, and there were bursts of laughter from the audience.

"Okay, no kidding!" Conan turned his face, looked at William with a smile and said loudly:

"I invite the owner of Umbrella Enterprise-William Russell!"

"Wow!" Conan stood up and applauded with the audience.

William also stood up, waved to the audience and the camera, and then faced Conan and held hands to show respect.

And said: "Hehe, I am honored to be on your show, Conan."

"Each each other!" Conan smiled.

Everyone sat down again.

Then Conan looked at William, raised his hands and stretched out his fingers, and asked with an exaggerated expression:

"William, I want to ask a question that can represent all the audience present and in front of the TV screen!

How did Umbrella possess so many epoch-making black technologies in'one night', and how?!

Like last year's ten space ships, and this year's space colonization cities, this can't be built with money at all?!"

"Ah, this question." William still smiled and responded in a low voice: "Confidentiality."

"Uh..." Conan was taken aback.

"Well, I'm not kidding anymore." William explained with a shook his head and smiled:

"Our family has had the most cutting-edge ideas and innovations for generations, but it was limited by the times decades or a hundred years ago.

When time came to 2000, the shackles of this technology were gradually unblocked, allowing our family to change the pattern of the world.

Another point, and the most important point, is Umbrella's'people-oriented'.

Umbrella can have today's brilliance and beauty, because there are countless unknown scientific researchers behind them, who made the progress of science and technology."

Having said this, William smiled at the camera and said: "Of course, Umbrella also welcomes talents from all walks of life to join us to ensure absolute high benefits and high salaries."

"Hey, why did you start advertising?" Conan was successfully distracted by William, and pretended to be annoyed:

"William, you have to add money to compensate us, you can't take advantage of it in vain."

"Haha, good." William waved his hand indifferently.

There was laughter from the audience again.

Conan also followed with a smile, and then continued to interview William and said: "Let's not discuss those technological issues.

Let’s talk about one aspect I want to know the most, that is, how much money do you have?

Forbes estimates that your assets are ranked first in the world. Estimated, but what is the actual number?"

"This." William raised his hand and squeezed his chin, shrugged and said:

"To be honest, I don't even know how much money I have. Besides, our family has never been able to disclose the property. Forgive me for not answering."

"I don't know how much money I have..." Conan's body slumped on the seat, his facial expression seemed to have received a huge blow.

Say: "I want to experience it too..."

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William needs to be on the court for ten minutes. After all, inviting guests is just a part of the talk show.

For William personally, participating in a relaxing recording program is considered a pastime in a'bright' society.

Otherwise, facing the'darkness' every day, sooner or later they will be backlashed.

Coming to the background.

Hank and Alpha are still the same, waiting for him in the seats provided by the staff.

Seeing William approaching, the Alphas got up to organize their suits, preparing to escort their boss out of here.

Looking at his dedicated bodyguard partners, William smiled and asked:

"Have you waited for a long time...Huh? By the way, I heard that there is a bar in the city center that has good chicken wings. Should I entertain, let's go for fun?"

The Alphas nodded unceremoniously, all looking at Hank, and Hank still agreed with expressionlessly, "Okay."

William had long been used to Hank's cold outside and hot inside, and said: "Since everyone has no objections, let's set off."

"Yes, boss."

However, it didn't take long.

"Om-Om-" William felt the vibrating reminders coming from the inner pocket of his suit.

Immediately he found out a Bluetooth headset that could be connected to Serena chip, put it on his ear, and asked Serena in his inner pocket:

"Selena, is there an emergency?"

"Yes." Serena's voice came from the headset:

"I noticed a cult organization a few months ago and sent several agents to sneak into the organization.

Today, an agent finally gained the trust of the organization and successfully reached the top of the other party.

Judging by the data just returned by the agent, it was confirmed that it was at least a Keter-level anomaly."

"Keter?" William's face sank.

The term Keter hasn't appeared for a long time, and even the vast majority of anomalies contained within this year are of the Safe class, and even the Euclid class is in single digits.

It seems to be working again.

"Okay, I see." William said, and ordered the Alphas next to him:

"The fried chicken plan is cancelled. Now we are going back to the Fire Spirit."