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Li Yichen forced a smile. "We need to have a meeting."

Standing next to him, Ji Yanran couldn't help but burst out laughing at his helpless expression.

As soon as the two pushed open the villa door, everyone in the living room turned their gazes toward them.

Li Niannian, Miao Miao, Uncle Zhou, and Chu Feng—all of them were present.

The atmosphere was heavy.

When they saw Ji Yanran and the nearly two-meter-tall, silver-gray humanoid metal figure beside her, everyone stopped moving.

The rag in Zhou Dahai's hand fell to the ground.

Chu Feng froze halfway to his feet.

Li Niannian covered her mouth.

"Iron Man!"

Miaomiao was the first to call out.

She jumped off the sofa, her short legs kicking rapidly as she circled around Li Yichen, her neck aching from tilting her head back.

"Iron Man! Are you here to see Brother Li?"

Li Niannian snapped out of her daze, rushed over in a few quick steps, grabbed Ji Yanran's arm, and looked her up and down.

"Sister Yanran, are you alright? We were all so worried!"

Ji Yanran patted the back of her hand. "It's okay."

Chu Feng's gaze passed over Ji Yanran and landed on the metal figure. He asked, "President Ji, where's the boss?"

In short, everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Ji Yanran didn't speak, but simply tilted her head and looked at the "Iron Man" beside her.

Under the bewildered gazes of the crowd.

The metal figure raised its hand.

Fold the V-shaped mask upwards and hide it.

Li Yichen's face was revealed.

The living room fell silent.

Miao Miao's little head, which was tilted back, stopped moving, and her mouth was open in an "O" shape.

Chu Feng's jaw nearly dropped to the ground.

"Boss..."

"Alright, stop standing there like idiots." Li Yichen stepped out of his armor, then let Ling'er control the armor to return to the master bedroom on the second floor. "Uncle Zhou, is there anything to eat? I'm starving."

He didn't want to talk about the armor anymore, and the others wisely kept quiet as well.

Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.

This is the first principle to follow when working alongside Li Yichen.

Li Yichen went upstairs to take a shower and changed into a clean black T-shirt and casual pants.

When he came downstairs, Zhou Dahai had already put the warmed food on the table.

Night falls.

All the lights in the living room of the Tomson Riviera villa were turned on, making it as bright as day.

Ji Yanran was forced by him to go up to the third floor to take a shower and change clothes.

Miao Miao and Li Niannian have already gone back to their room to sleep.

"Uncle Zhou, brew a few cups of good tea," Li Yichen instructed.

Although Zhou Dahai was completely confused, he still took out the best Da Hong Pao tea from the cabinet.

A few minutes later.

Doorbell rang.

There were three people standing outside the door.

The leader was Gu Shounian.

He was wearing a crisp military uniform today, the two bars and four stars on his epaulets gleaming in the porch light.

There were two people standing behind him.

A man in his early fifties, with graying temples, exuding an imposing presence without anger, carried a golden star on his shoulder.

Another man, in his forties, wore gold-rimmed glasses, carried a briefcase, and had a reserved demeanor, resembling a staff officer or technical official.

Li Yichen invited the person into the living room.

The tea is ready.

The four people sat down.

The atmosphere was a little tense.

The major general spoke first, his voice loud and clear, carrying the penetrating power unique to soldiers.

"Mr. Li, I am Liu Guoliang, the deputy commander of the Shanghai Military Region."

He didn't exchange any pleasantries and went straight to the point.

"Today's events have been reported to headquarters. They've asked me to confirm one thing—did you build that flight armor all by yourself?"

Li Yichen nodded.

"From design to material processing to assembly, I did it all by myself."

He glanced at Gu Shounian.

"The materials were procured from the military industry system through Colonel Gu's channels, and all the procedures were in order."

Liu Guoliang and the bespectacled staff officer behind him exchanged a glance.

The staff officer opened his briefcase, took out a document, and handed it to him.

"Mr. Li, this is the complete data from a few days ago when the J-35 formation detected you during your flight. It includes your flight altitude, speed profile, and radar cross-section characteristics."

Li Yichen took it and flipped through two pages.

The data is very detailed.

He closed the document and handed it back.

"What's the problem?"

"There's a big problem."

Liu Guoliang leaned forward slightly, and an invisible pressure came over him.

"Mr. Li, several performance parameters of your armor have exceeded the expected targets of all the projects currently under development in our army."

"Exceeding Mach 3 in top speed. Instantaneous overload exceeding 15G. Radar cross-section approaching stealth..."

With each statement he made, the temperature in the living room seemed to drop by a degree.

"If this falls into the hands of other countries—the consequences would be unimaginable."

The living room was quiet for a few seconds.

Li Yichen picked up the teacup, blew away the foam, and took a sip.

lay down.

"Deputy Commander Liu, I understand your concerns."

His voice was very steady.

"But this suit of armor, from blueprints to finished product, was under my absolute control at every stage. No one else knows the core technology, and it is impossible to replicate it."

He looked at Gu Shounian.

"Brother Gu can testify that the whereabouts of every gram of material I took are recorded."

Gu Shounian nodded, but did not speak immediately.

He looked at Li Yichen, seemingly considering his words.

"Brother Li, I believe you. But the nature of today's matter is different."

He spoke very cautiously.

"What they mean is—this technology is too important. They hope you can... cooperate."

Cooperate.

These two words carry great weight.

Li Yichen narrowed his eyes.

"How should we coordinate?"

He leaned back into the sofa, relaxing completely.

"If you want me to hand over the technology—no way."

The moment those words were spoken, the air instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Liu Guoliang's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

The staff officer stopped writing.

But Li Yichen immediately added a sentence.

"However, if it's about cooperation—we can talk about it."

The atmosphere in the room eased slightly.

Liu Guoliang's expression softened somewhat.

"What kind of cooperation?"

Li Yichen held up one finger.

"First, I own the technology. That's non-negotiable."

He raised his second finger.

"Secondly, if the military requires it, I can provide customized versions of the armor. Quantities are limited, and prices are negotiable. However, the core technology will not be leaked, and the production line will not be open to the public."

He paused for a moment.

"Thirdly—what happened today, including the footage taken by the J-35, radar records, and all related data, is classified as top secret. Anyone who leaks this information will face the consequences."

Liu Guoliang and his staff officer exchanged a glance.

The staff officer lowered his head and quickly wrote a few lines in his notebook.

Liu Guoliang stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the room with his back to the crowd for almost half a minute.

Then he turned around.

"Mr. Li."

His tone changed.

The scrutiny has transformed into a kind of respect that borders on equality.

"I can take your terms back. But whether they will be approved is not up to me."

"I'll wait for news." Li Yichen also stood up.

"However, I have something to say upfront."

He looked at Liu Guoliang.

"I am a citizen of Great Xia. Everything I create is ultimately for the good of this country. But the condition is—you must cooperate with me in the right way."

"It's not an order. It's not requisition. It's cooperation."

"After all, I am also a businessman."

Liu Guoliang stared at him for five seconds.

Finally, he reached out his hand.

"Mr. Li, that concludes our discussion for today. We may need you to come to the Shanghai Military Region later. We have prepared some items and hope to conduct detailed testing on your armor." "No problem, I will cooperate fully."

Li Yichen grasped that hand.

The force was very strong.

Liu Guoliang left with his staff.

Gu Shounian was the last to leave.

Before leaving, he paused at the door and looked back at Li Yichen.

"Hey bro, do you even know what you've been doing today?"

Li Yichen put his hands into his pockets.

"Know."

"You are negotiating with a country."

Gu Shounian's voice was very soft.

"However—you do have quite a lot of chips in your hand."

He patted Li Yichen on the shoulder.

"Take care of yourself."

The door closed.

Li Yichen was the only one left in the living room.

The water in the teacup had gone cold.

He sat on the sofa for a long time.

Then Ji Yanran came downstairs.

After taking a shower and changing into loose loungewear, her hair was still half-wet and draped over her shoulders.

She sat down opposite Li Yichen.

"Did you hear everything?" Li Yichen asked.

"I could hear it even through the floorboards." Ji Yanran sat cross-legged.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid the military will forcibly take away your technology."

Li Yichen smiled.

Leaning back on the sofa.

"Yanran, do you think—if they can build it, they still need to talk to me?"

Ji Yanran was stunned for a moment.

"The fact that they're talking means they can't manufacture it. If they can't manufacture it, they have no choice but to cooperate with me. Cooperation means—the initiative is in my hands."

He put his feet on the coffee table.

"In this world, those who master core technologies have nothing to fear from anyone."

Ji Yanran looked at him.

I watched for quite a while.

Then he stood up, walked around the coffee table, and sat down next to him.

Very close.

They were so close, shoulder to shoulder.

"Boss."

"Um?"

"You came here today to save me—"

Her voice suddenly became very soft.

"You're willing to expose your secret? Haven't you considered the consequences? Aren't you afraid...?"

She stopped.

He didn't continue.

Li Yichen turned his head to look at her.

Ji Yanran did not look at him.

She stared at the glass of tea that had gone cold on the coffee table.

In the end, she only said one sentence.

"Thank you."

Li Yichen smiled but didn't reply.

The two people sat side by side.

It was very late outside the window.

The lights on the opposite bank of the Huangpu River twinkled in the distance.

The living room was quiet.

Upon returning to the military region, Liu Guoliang and Gu Shounian immediately summoned all relevant high-ranking officials.

The emergency meeting lasted until 3 a.m.

A document classified as top secret was sent to a higher department.

The file title has only eight characters.

"Project Heavenly Soldiers" - Project Proposal.