As the power mech sent Meng Hao back through the hole in the conference room,
Meng Hao clicked his tongue in exasperation and grumbled,
"Alas, bandits are still bandits."
"Instead of using the main entrance, they had to throw me out the window."
"A most unpleasant business negotiation."
"Uncle Chenghua, be more careful in the future. Don't just bring any stray cat or dog to the factory. This isn't a shelter for vagrants."
Listening to Meng Hao mutter and complain as he left, quite "unhappily,"
Chenghua could only smile wryly.
Indeed.
Meng Hao was merely "unhappy," but those fake foreigners were so terrified they nearly wet themselves. They remained sprawled outside the gate of Huarong Industries for a long time, unable to get up.
Glancing at the large hole in front of him, created by the mech,
Chenghua sighed helplessly.
"Alas, the first business negotiation I've ever witnessed that ended with the conference room being smashed to pieces..."
"Our young master is truly a unique character, unlike any other in history, ancient or modern..."
"Look at this hole in the wall. We'll need construction workers for high-altitude repairs and a complete renovation of the conference room. That's another expenditure of several hundred thousand..."
"There are many cases of unsuccessful negotiations, but negotiating to the point of not making money and having to pay for renovations is a first..."
Chenghua shook his head helplessly.
He then arranged for people to repair the broken wall and redecorate the devastated conference room.
...
Shilin, a small coastal city on the third tier.
To the east, the Ten Thousand Mountains.
A certain unit that is not publicly disclosed, absent from military regular establishment rosters, and operating under an extremely high level of authority.
The General Command Office.
Major General Chen Chen, usually decisive and swift, was reporting the situation to his direct superior, the highest-ranking officer of this military unit, Lieutenant General Yan Yizheng.
"Oh?"
"You mean, the person in charge of Huarong Industries, Meng Hao, has been in contact with high-level executives of US military enterprises?"
"What's the situation?"
In fact,
About a month ago,
When Meng Hao first tested Huarong Industries' first mech... that mech, which shone brilliantly in the Arctic snowfields, disguised as a large toy model, and withstood artillery fire and missiles capable of sinking two ten-thousand-ton destroyers, and had the firepower to replace hundreds of billions of dollars worth of military equipment from the US and allied Western countries – the Huarong Type I mech... had already attracted the attention of this secret military unit.
Even Chen Chen had specifically dispatched six 'Double Shadow' drones from the J Province Military Region to conduct reconnaissance from high altitude.
And he discovered that this extremely special large mech originated from Huarong Industries, a private toy factory registered with the Shilin City Administration for Industry and Commerce, less than a hundred kilometers away.
Chen Chen, who had already reported all relevant information about Huarong Industries, Meng Hao, and the mech to Yan Yizheng, had not received orders to contact Meng Hao.
Instead, under Yan Yizheng's strict orders,
The news had been sealed.
And relevant departments were ordered not to investigate Huarong Industries and Meng Hao further.
Otherwise,
Given the commotion and online buzz generated by this mech, relevant departments would have already been dispatched for an investigation.
It seemed,
Yan Yizheng was observing Huarong Industries and Meng Hao himself.
In response to Yan Yizheng's inquiry,
Chen Chen's expression was somewhat displeased.
"No further reports have been received yet."
"However, our secret Seventh Special Tactics Team and high-altitude spy satellites have covered the area where Huarong Industries' factory is located and are closely monitoring it!"
"If Meng Hao truly cooperates with representatives of the US military, and his Huarong Industries, disguised as a toy company, produces military equipment for the US, we can apprehend him immediately!"
Clearly,
Chen Chen seemed to have little confidence in Meng Hao.
Yan Yizheng, however, chuckled, picked up his teacup, and blew away the tea leaves floating on the surface.
He looked like a commander facing an approaching army, his expression unruffled.
"Little Chen."
"How many times have I told you to be patient and composed?"
"In any great game of military, political, or economic trends, you must let the bullets fly a bit longer."
"Constantly shouting about fighting and killing can easily ruin things and hurt the hearts of talented individuals and organizations who are firmly on our nation's side."
"We've been observing for over a month, what's a few more days?"
"As you said, the mechs produced by Huarong Industries are full of black technology. If they sense we are monitoring them, wouldn't that be disheartening?"
Regarding Yan Yizheng's half-scolding, half-teaching words,
Chen Chen, inwardly proud, sheepishly scratched his head.
Although he usually carried himself with an air of superiority, looking down on everyone,
In front of Lieutenant General Yan Yizheng, who had mentored him, was both his teacher and like a father figure, he was as obedient as a raw recruit from years ago.
"Lieutenant General Yan, you are correct. I will immediately order the special forces teams stationed near Huarong Industries' factory area to withdraw..."
Seeing his prized student about to rush out again in a flurry,
Yan Yizheng smiled with a hint of helplessness and shook his head.
"It's fine, they've already been deployed, why withdraw them now..."
"Besides, Meng Hao has repeatedly emphasized that their company's products are civilian large-scale models. They wouldn't be specifically scanning the factory area..."
"Moreover, I have great confidence in the infiltration and concealment skills of our elite special forces. It's unlikely they'd be exposed. Just wait for the report..."
As a great nation with 1.4 billion people and millions of elite troops,
Great Xia possesses far too many hidden black technology weapons, special strategic forces, and peculiar information surveillance methods that lie beneath the surface, taking unconventional paths.
However,
As long as national security is not threatened, and to protect citizens' freedoms, these incomprehensible and unimaginable methods will never surface or be exposed to the public.
After all, any top global power must surely have many trump cards that will only be used in critical moments.
Especially for Great Xia, ranked second in the world in military strength.
After discussing official matters,
Yan Yizheng smiled and looked at his extremely respectful and obedient protégé.
"Don't stand there stiff as a spear. Relax..."
"Come, sit down and have some tea..."
"And how many times have I told you? In informal settings, in private spaces without outsiders, there's no need to keep calling me Lieutenant General. I treat you like a nephew, like a son. If you call me Uncle Yan, will you lose a piece of flesh?"
"It seems that after I retire, you don't plan on keeping in touch with me anymore..."
Chen Chen looked embarrassed, chuckled, and sat down next to Yan Yizheng. He poured himself a cup of tea and replied somewhat stiffly,
"How could that be? Once a teacher, always a father. When you are old, I will care for you and see you off..."
As they were chatting about everyday matters, waiting for the final news,
Knock, knock, knock.
The door was knocked.
Upon receiving permission to enter,
A commissioned officer, a lieutenant colonel, holding a folder, walked in with purpose.