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413: Chapter 412 The Official Stance

"You, have you seen an anion salt?"

The Middle-aged man didn't daze for too long. Once he collected himself, his expression became a bit more solemn. He stared at Wang Shuo, waiting for his answer.

There are many types of anion salts, but only one fits the description Wang Shuo just gave, and that is All-nitrogen anion salt.

This theoretically powerful new type of chemical explosive is one of the key development areas the military is focusing on. To put it bluntly, this stuff, to a certain extent, leads the development direction of the next generation of Weapon and equipment.

Because of its significant importance and the difficulty in manufacturing it, even the Middle-aged man has only had the fortune to see it a few times in the laboratory.

Wang Shuo shook his head and said honestly, "I haven't seen it."

Haven't seen it...

Hearing Wang Shuo's answer, the Middle-aged man breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The manufacturing technology and the classification level of the finished All-nitrogen anion salt are extremely high. For the average person, let alone seeing it, even having heard of it is a question.

If Wang Shuo had really seen it, then he would have to carefully consider Wang Shuo's possible background.

This would make the matter extremely complicated.

If factional issues were also involved, then all his previous efforts might be in vain, so he couldn't afford to be careless.

While he was still thinking, he heard young man's calm voice: "But I can synthesize it."

Hmm, synthesizing it wouldn't be bad...

The Middle-aged man was just about to nod, but suddenly paused.

Wait, synthesize?!

The Middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared fixedly at Wang Shuo: "You can synthesize All-nitrogen anion salt?"

Wang Shuo was also a bit surprised, opening his eyes wide as he looked at the Middle-aged man: "You even know about All-nitrogen anion salt?"

That goes without saying.

The Middle-aged man said irritably, "Answer my question first."

Wang Shuo rubbed his nose and said honestly, "If it's just All-nitrogen anion salt, I should be able to."

The Middle-aged man looked at Wang Shuo blankly, his dazed expression making Wang Shuo somewhat worried.

This Middle-aged man looks very healthy; he shouldn't have any bizarre, inexplicable illness, right?

Huh? Oh no, why is this uncle's breathing so heavy?

No, why is this uncle's face so flushed?

Watching the Middle-aged man about to turn into a cooked shrimp, Zheng Yi, who was sitting to the side, speechlessly put down her teacup, glared fiercely at Wang Shuo, and spoke with some helplessness:

"Dad, calm down, don't listen to Wang Shuo's nonsense."

"Dad?!"

Wang Shuo opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

Looking at the Middle-aged man, then looking at Zheng Yi, he couldn't help but be amazed.

The imposing Middle-aged man before him was actually the father of Zheng Yi and Zheng Jun?

This was truly an unexpected development.

No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity when he first saw the Middle-aged man; now that he looked, didn't he look sixty percent like Zheng Jun?

It's just that Zheng Jun still appears very immature, while the Middle-aged man's square face is full of majesty, his aura off the charts.

Of course, if the difference between him and Zheng Yi weren't so great, perhaps Wang Shuo would have guessed it immediately, but reality is just so teasing; for such a long time, Wang Shuo just couldn't see any similarity between this father and daughter.

"Hello, Uncle Zheng."

Without thinking too much, Wang Shuo immediately stood up and bowed: "I am Zheng Jun's classmate, my name is Wang Shuo."

The Middle-aged man exhaled, his face still somewhat flushed, and said slowly: "Don't be hypocritically polite; our Zheng family doesn't care about such things. I ask you, Wang Shuo, you said you can synthesize All-nitrogen anion salt, is that true?"

The big talk had already been spoken, so Wang Shuo could only nod: "Yes."

"Synthesize it and show me."

The Middle-aged man waved his hand: "If you can synthesize it successfully, I will recommend you to join the Defense Department."

Defense Department?

Before Wang Shuo could react, he heard Zheng Yi from the side say calmly: "Dad, Wang Shuo is already a member of the Defense Department."

"Already is?"

The Middle-aged man frowned and immediately said: "Then I will let you enter Shuimu or Beijing University."

Zheng Yi said faintly: "Wang Shuo is already a professor-level instructor at Huazhong University of Science and Technology."

The Middle-aged man was stunned, a professor-level instructor?

"I can get you into a large state-owned enterprise with a generous salary."

The Middle-aged man said.

"Dad."

Zheng Yi shook her head helplessly: "Wang Shuo is already a corporate legal person with assets over 100 million."

The Middle-aged man looked at Wang Shuo in astonishment.

Wang Shuo revealed a slightly embarrassed smile.

"If that's the case..."

The Middle-aged man gritted his teeth: "Wang Shuo, if you don't mind the age, my daughter here..."

"Dad!!!"

Zheng Yi was furious; she slapped the coffee table with a loud bang, and visible cracks spread rapidly.

The two men looked at each other and swallowed simultaneously.

"Ahem, just a joke, this is my precious daughter after all."

The Middle-aged man laughed it off, then turned serious: "Seriously, Wang Shuo, if you can synthesize All-nitrogen anion salt, I will find a way to give you whatever you want."

"Uncle Zheng."

Wang Shuo also pretended not to see Zheng Yi's cold, frost-like face, spread his hands and said: "You have also seen that I don't have the necessary conditions for synthesis here."

"I have them!"

The Middle-aged man said decisively: "The top laboratory in Huaxia can be provided for your use; I only want the All-nitrogen anion salt."

"This..."

Wang Shuo hesitated. At the current stage, his most important matter was the construction of the Chip factory. Additionally, he also needed to learn knowledge related to light structures, quickly develop a more portable new-generation observation instrument, and begin the comprehensive construction of the full-reality virtual engine.

This was destined to be a long work process, and he didn't want to be distracted.

Seemingly having seen Wang Shuo's hesitation, the Middle-aged man slapped Wang Shuo on the shoulder and said heroically: "Young people shouldn't be indecisive; what does it look like to be so hesitant? If that kid of mine dared to be so hesitant, I'd beat him to death."

"Don't be in a hurry to decide whether to do it or not. Since your Uncle Zheng came to see you today, I wouldn't come empty-handed."

The Middle-aged man chuckled and pulled a payment slip from his pocket.

"This is the first meeting gift."

"Zheng Yi previously signed a contract with you to purchase Electromagnetic Rifles, and I am very satisfied. So, before coming here this time, I applied for a deposit for you, and this is the first installment."

Wang Shuo took the slip, glanced at it, and gasped.

A full 500 million huaxia currency.

"This is fifty percent of the payment. When you have delivered fifty percent, we will pay the remaining balance."

The Middle-aged man said calmly.

"Thank you, Uncle Zheng, you've helped me a lot."

Wang Shuo was very satisfied; that's the good thing about doing business with the military—they pay promptly.

The Middle-aged man nodded happily and pulled another item from his pocket; it was a contract.

"This is the second meeting gift."

The Middle-aged man's expression became slightly more serious: "Before this, I want to ask you, has your company participated in a military procurement bid?"

Military procurement?

Wang Shuo thought for a moment and immediately understood which matter the Middle-aged man was talking about. He shook his head with some regret: "We did participate, but our skills weren't up to par, and we were eliminated."

"Hmph, I don't think it was because your skills weren't up to par; it was someone deliberately colluding on the bid."

The Middle-aged man's expression was as gloomy as water: "These guys thought that by holding good things, they could do it flawlessly, but unfortunately, they ran into me!"

"Wang Shuo, rest assured, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter. Everyone who participated in this, whether they are staff or corporate personnel, I will not let any of them off."

Wang Shuo nodded slightly: "Then thank you, Uncle Zheng."

"Don't rush to thank me; that's not what I want to say."

The Middle-aged man pointed to the contract: "The samples sent by the First Equipment Factory this time have been tested and their performance is extremely excellent, and the price is also lower than similar competing products. You have already won the bid. I came here this time to deliver the contract to you."

Wang Shuo looked at the Middle-aged man in surprise: "The First Equipment Factory won the bid?"

The Middle-aged man nodded, his mood pleasant: "The order quantity this time is not large, mainly for further testing and design improvements. It's only 5000 sets. Next time, we will order more."

What else could Wang Shuo say? He could only shout, "The boss is generous!"

"This third gift... is a bit special."

The Middle-aged man looked at Wang Shuo: "This is an attitude..."

"The official attitude!"

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