Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Smith, standing nearby, even gave a feigned sigh.

"I think it's more realistic to cooperate according to this plan. Otherwise, you can't even procure the titanium material needed to make fighter jet skins. You can't keep hoping for planes to fall from the sky, can you? Luck can't be on your side every day."

At this moment, Secretary Zhou had already led Su Wanqing closer and overheard everything.

He couldn't help but whisper an explanation: "Comrade Su, these Americans have always imposed a top-level embargo on strategic materials such as titanium, tungsten, and rare earths. They won't give us materials, they won't sell us equipment, and they're keeping the technology tightly under their control. They're holding us back in every way."

After Smith shipped the plane he had previously bought back to the country, the person above him flew into a rage, complaining that he had spent 60 million to buy it at too high a price.

Now they've somehow found out we've discovered a titanium mine, and this trip is purely for extortion—they want to buy ten of our planes for two million US dollars as compensation, and they even said they'd sell the mining equipment, but they'd take 90% of the titanium produced. Isn't this blatant bullying?

The marshal was so angry his head was throbbing, but when he turned his head and saw Su Wanqing and her group returning, he forced down his anger and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Xiao Su, you're back? You must have had a long journey."

At this point, the marshal looked ashamed: "I suspect we have a mole on our side! The news about the mine was barely reported when the Americans found out, and they already know almost exactly where it is and what its reserves are. If it weren't for a mole tipping us off, could they have arrived so quickly?"

Su Wanqing blinked and sent a wisp of her consciousness to scan the space.

Seeing the ten sets of "deep well titanium ore mining equipment" that hadn't even been used yet, and then looking at the "titanium alloy large structural component forging technology" that I had just received, I immediately felt much more at ease.

As Secretary Zhou had previously explained, the precision machine tool industry chain she had contributed to the country could process some titanium alloy structural parts, but those general-purpose equipment could only do basic turning and milling. They were helpless when it came to forging, forming, and welding aerospace-grade titanium alloys.

But the technology awarded this time fills this gap perfectly.

As for the "Space-Grade Ultra-High Purity Titanium Alloy Manufacturing Technology" she just bought from the space store, it covers the entire process from ore to aerospace-grade finished titanium alloy. Mining, purification, shaping—what she now holds in her hands is the entire titanium industry's production chain from start to finish.

The marshal seemed to have made a great decision, and turned to Su Wanqing, saying, "Little Su, you must be tired from your journey. Don't worry about this mess for now, go and rest. Let me sort things out here first."

Before he could finish speaking, Smith had already whispered a few words in the ear of his white superior. The white man straightened his tie, put on a reserved smile, walked up to Su Wanqing, and nodded slightly:

"Hello, beautiful lady. I heard that you provided the top-of-the-line aircraft and supercomputers last time? So, this time, can you also procure the titanium mining equipment and high-purity titanium refining production line that China desperately needs?"

He paused smugly, his gaze sweeping across the faces of everyone present, filled with condescending arrogance:

Titanium is an irreplaceable super material in the aerospace field. Even top German companies cannot yet manufacture mature models of specialized drilling equipment capable of handling deep titanium mines.

To purify titanium to aerospace-grade standards requires a core iodide refining process, a 10,000-ton-class vacuum electric arc furnace, and a complete impurity control system.

We are the only company in the world that can achieve this level of purity—because we have an exclusive partnership with the military aerospace agency.

Other companies can only achieve industrial-grade purity, which is 99% purity, while aerospace-grade purity is another world entirely.

Forgive my bluntness, but I suspect you all haven't even grasped the basics of industrial-grade manufacturing.

Upon hearing this, the marshal's face darkened even further.

This is precisely why he never dared to ask Su Wanqing—only this one company in the world has it, and the core equipment is located in a top-secret base in the United States. Even if Su Wanqing's friend has connections everywhere, it would be impossible for him to get this thing out.

So this time, it seems we've really been outmaneuvered by the Americans.

Titanium is a crucial material for manufacturing fighter jet skins, submarine pressure hulls, and missile casings. Without aerospace-grade titanium, let alone building new aircraft, even overhauling existing equipment would be problematic. If the blockade continues, it will take a hundred years to catch up.

Just as the marshal was struggling with this dilemma, Su Wanqing spoke up lightly:

"Oh, sir, you're absolutely right. We happen to have both of those things you mentioned. We have the mining equipment, and we also have the technology and production lines for synthesis and purification."

She paused, glancing at the device parameters in the space before continuing slowly:

"Besides, your system is outdated. Our mining equipment is a modular intelligent drilling platform, which is more than three times more efficient than yours, and it can reach even the deepest ore layers, regardless of the terrain."

As for purification technology—we can reduce impurities to below one part per million, and our annual production of high-purity titanium alloys… is more than an order of magnitude greater than your outdated system. Therefore, I say your system is simply obsolete; it's not on the same level as ours.”

After Su Wanqing finished speaking, the entire room fell silent for several seconds.

The white man opposite him changed his expression several times, going through all the countries and companies in the world that might possess this technology in his mind, and the answer was no—there simply couldn't be a more advanced mass production line for aerospace-grade high-purity titanium than theirs.

The first thought that popped into the minds of the marshal and his staff was: Could this girl have really taken down the Americans' secret base? But judging from the white man's expression, he didn't look like something had been stolen.

So—Comrade Su Wanqing really has these things, and she didn't just steal them? Where else could she have gotten them?

The marshal shook his head frantically, trying to banish these chaotic thoughts—who cares where it came from, as long as the item is real, we won't have to be at the mercy of others!

He grabbed Su Wanqing's hand, his voice cracking again: "Little Su, are you... are you telling the truth? Not only do you have a complete set of mining equipment, but also a high-purity titanium purification production line? Are you sure it's a generation more advanced than theirs? The kind that can directly mass-produce aerospace-grade titanium materials? Aerospace-grade, not ordinary industrial-grade."

The difference between industrial grade and aerospace grade is enormous, just like the difference in alcohol content between rice wine and high-proof liquor. Although both are alcoholic beverages, they are worlds apart and have completely different uses.

Su Wanqing smiled and nodded: "Of course. And besides..."