The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in."

The secretary pushed open the door and entered, a hint of barely concealed excitement on her face. She said respectfully, "Sir, there's a call from above informing you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Huang Dinghai interrupted him, "I understand. Make the arrangements, and I'll be right there."

His voice was calm and composed, yet it couldn't conceal the barely suppressed excitement and anticipation in his tone.

"This child, he has suffered so much..." Huang Dinghai closed his eyes, two lines of tears sliding down his deeply lined face. It was all his fault; he hadn't noticed his son's abnormality sooner, leaving him to wander alone in a foreign land, unable even to utter a word of concern.

He picked up the phone, dialed a number, and said in a low but authoritative tone, "Xiao Pang, it's me, Dinghai."

On the other end of the phone, Minister of Science and Technology Pang De sat upright. Upon hearing this form of address, he immediately adopted a respectful tone: "Sir, what are your instructions?"

“You know Feipeng, he’s been staying at the research institute ever since he came back. I was thinking…” Huang Dinghai paused, his tone pleading, “could you arrange a minor official position for him? It would be a way to acknowledge his contributions over the years.”

"What?!" Pound nearly jumped out of his chair. Even he, who was usually unfazed by the collapse of Mount Tai, could barely conceal his shock. A promotion for Huang Feipeng? That's the ruthless man who "snatched" an entire aircraft carrier from overseas! Did he really need this kind of superficial recognition?

However, he also understood that Huang Dinghai was distressed for his son and wanted to make amends in this way. Thinking of this, Pang De suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said with a smile, "Commander, you jest. Comrade Feipeng has made such a great contribution to the country; of course, the organization should give him the treatment and honors he deserves. Don't worry, I'll arrange it right away, and I guarantee that both you and Comrade Feipeng will be satisfied!"

Huang Feipeng rubbed his temples, his eyes bloodshot. Since the successful return of the "Emperor Wu of Han" aircraft carrier, the burden on his shoulders had not lightened, but rather become heavier. The relocation of Dafeng Factory was just the beginning; the more challenging tasks were the reverse engineering of the aircraft carrier's coating and the independent research and development of other key components.

"Damn it, these bastards really think we're easy targets!" He scratched his head in frustration and threw a document on the table. It was covered in dense English text—a quotation from a foreign arms company, demanding exorbitant prices; it was practically robbery!

"What's wrong?" Ye Zi, dressed in a tight-fitting combat suit that accentuated her perfect figure, strode in with a heroic air. Seeing Huang Feipeng's gloomy expression, she asked with concern.

"What else can we do? These foreign devils are just trying to raise prices on the spot. Do they really think I'm a pushover?" Huang Feipeng cursed irritably.

Ye Zi walked behind him, her slender fingers gently massaging his temples, and said softly, "Don't rush, take it slow, there will always be a way."

"What else can we do? Our domestic technology and equipment are far behind theirs. What can we do besides buying them?" Huang Feipeng waved his hand irritably and pulled Ye Zi onto his lap. "Forget about this nonsense, stay with me..."

"Bang bang bang!"

A rapid knocking interrupted his "good time," and Huang Feipeng impatiently shouted, "Who is it!"

"Feipeng, it's me, Huang Li." A clear female voice came from outside the door.

Huang Feipeng was taken aback for a moment, then quickly straightened his clothes and coughed awkwardly twice: "Sister, what brings you here?"

Huang Li pushed open the door and entered. When she saw Ye Zi sitting on Huang Feipeng's lap, a fleeting, almost imperceptible expression crossed her face, but she quickly regained her composure and said with a smile, "What, aren't you happy to welcome your older sister?"

"No way, sister, you're a very important guest. Please have a seat." Huang Feipeng quickly stood up and gestured for Huang Li to sit down.

"I came here today to ask you when we're going to see Secretary Qi?" Huang Li asked bluntly.

"Secretary Qi? Isn't he busy with the Guangming Peak project? Why is he looking for me?" Huang Feipeng asked, somewhat puzzled.

"There's been a problem with the Guangming Peak project, and we need you to sign a few documents," Huang Li said casually.

"My files? What does this have to do with me?" Huang Feipeng was even more puzzled.

“How can it not matter? You are now the chief designer of the ‘Emperor Wu of Han’. Without your signature, who would dare to touch this aircraft carrier?” Huang Li looked at him with a half-smile.

Huang Feipeng then realized that he was no longer an unknown researcher, but a powerful figure with great influence, whose every move affected the interests of all parties.

"Okay, I understand. I'll go prepare right away." Huang Feipeng nodded, but he felt a little uneasy, as if this matter was not so simple.

"No rush, I'll wait for you," Huang Li said with a smile, but her gaze intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Ye Zi.

Ye Zi felt her gaze and felt a little displeased, but she kept a straight face, silently stood up, walked to the window, and looked into the distance.

Huang Feipeng also noticed the subtle atmosphere between the two, but he didn't say anything. He simply tidied up the documents and then said to Ye Zi, "Ye Zi, you should go back first. I have something to take care of."

“I’ll go with you,” Ye Zi said firmly as she turned around.

“What are you going to do? This is an internal government matter, and you alone…” Huang Feipeng frowned, about to refuse, but was interrupted by Ye Zi.

"I said I'm going with you!" Ye Zi stepped forward, grabbed his arm tightly, and her eyes were filled with unwavering determination.

Looking into her determined eyes, Huang Feipeng's heart softened, and he finally nodded: "Okay, let's go together."

The municipal party committee building stood solemnly, sunlight streaming through its glass curtain wall, reflecting a golden glow. Huang Feipeng, accompanied by Ye Zi, arrived at Qi Tongwei's office without any hindrance.

"Master!" Qi Tongwei's face was full of fawning smiles as soon as he saw Huang Feipeng. He quickly stood up to greet him. "Why did you come in person? You could have just called and told me what you needed, and I would have taken care of it right away."

Huang Feipeng's lips curled into a playful smile. This Qi Tongwei, who used to boss him around, was now putting on quite a show. He tossed the documents onto the table and said indifferently, "Enough nonsense, sign these documents."

Qi Tongwei picked up the document, but his smile gradually froze on his face. The more he looked at it, the more his brows furrowed, and a fine layer of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

"Master, this..." Qi Tongwei's voice trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief, "This 'Emperor Wu of Han' project, wasn't it already..."