418: Chapter 417 Wang Shuo Understood

Things were simple from here on out.

The Middle-aged man promised that within a week, Beijing would issue a notice to launch a pilot program for the new police equipment. This notice would not be released to the general public, but it would definitely be verifiable through official channels.

Wanting someone to know, yet intentionally not letting them know directly—this push-and-pull attitude could minimize any suspicion from the other party.

The father and daughter exchanged words, and the arrangements for Ning Hao were quickly finalized in just a few sentences. If one counted this as Wang Shuo's proposal, it could barely be considered a three-person consultation.

By the time the final plan showed basic feasibility, it was already vastly different from what Wang Shuo had originally imagined.

Zheng Yi had even created a rough draft for the follow-up plan to capture Ning Hao.

"Wang Shuo."

Smiling as he looked at the two young people, the Middle-aged man wore a carefree grin. "Uncle Zheng has a fourth gift for you this time."

"There's more?"

Wang Shuo was stunned.

"Of course."

The Middle-aged man nodded with a chuckle. "If I want you to handle some things, I have to make you willing, right? I heard from Ah Yi that you're the type who won't release the hawk until he sees the rabbit."

Wang Shuo looked at Zheng Yi beside him in astonishment.

Zheng Yi silently took a sip of tea, pretending not to see.

"No, Uncle Zheng, you might have misunderstood me."

Wang Shuo hurriedly explained, "I'm a good young man who grew up in Huaxia. I'm charitable, helpful, honest, and brave enough to act righteously without batting an eye. I am absolutely irreconcilable with gambling and drugs."

"Hehe."

The Middle-aged man glanced at Wang Shuo. "Since that's the case, do me a favor and lower the price of the Electromagnetic Rifle and the sniper rifle a bit more?"

"This…"

Wang Shuo looked at Zheng Yi with some difficulty.

"Haha."

The Middle-aged man patted Wang Shuo. "Alright, I'm just teasing you. The price you gave is already very good; I won't make things difficult for you. I came this time to give you some peace of mind."

"Xiao Yi, take the things out."

Zheng Yi nodded slightly, took a folder out of her bag, and opened it gently. Several certificates with a blue-green sheen appeared before Wang Shuo's eyes.

"This fourth gift is a promise from me on behalf of the military."

The Middle-aged man pointed to the certificates in Zheng Yi's hands. "Yunsheng Equipment Factory was originally just a low-tier Weapon factory, and its own scope for Weapon manufacturing permits was extremely limited."

"These are the new Weapon manufacturing licenses, safety production licenses, confidentiality certifications, and other related certificates."

Wang Shuo's eyes lit up. He took the certificates from Zheng Yi and began to examine them carefully.

The content of the Weapon manufacturing license was simple, merely stating that such-and-such company had obtained the qualifications to research and produce relevant weapons and equipment in accordance with certain regulations. The safety production license and confidentiality certification had similar content.

It is worth mentioning that the company name on them had already been changed to Shenhang Equipment Manufacturing Co., Ltd., instead of First Equipment Factory.

And what made Wang Shuo happiest was that the confidentiality certification level had been directly upgraded from the original Level 3 of Yunsheng Equipment Factory to Level 1.

Level 1 confidentiality certification meant that Wang Shuo could produce almost any weapon or equipment without restrictions based on confidentiality levels.

"Thank you, Uncle Zheng."

Wang Shuo said earnestly.

This Uncle Zheng had truly given him a great gift this time.

"As long as you're satisfied."

The Middle-aged man was clearly satisfied with the effect, smiling as he said, "The appendix for the Weapon manufacturing license isn't ready yet. List out a detailed scope later, and I'll have someone rush to get it done for you."

"The scope of weapons?"

Wang Shuo frowned and thought for a moment. Various messy ideas flashed through his mind, and finally, he hesitated, "Uncle Zheng, can I have it all?"

"Have it all?"

The Middle-aged man clearly had not expected Wang Shuo's answer and asked in astonishment, "What do you mean?"

"I mean… can there be no limit to the scope?"

Wang Shuo also felt his request was a bit excessive and hurriedly explained, "Some of the equipment produced by the First Equipment Factory really doesn't know where to be classified, so I was thinking if I could just get everything."

The Middle-aged man stroked his chin. "For example, the Night Crow?"

Why wasn't he surprised at all to hear this name from the Middle-aged man's mouth?

Looking at Zheng Yi, who was calmly drinking water on the side as if it had nothing to do with her, Wang Shuo smiled bitterly. "Yes, I don't know what equipment type the Night Crow should be classified under. If it gets produced and someone isn't willing…"

"They wouldn't dare!"

The Middle-aged man barked, startling Wang Shuo.

After the sharp shout, the Middle-aged man said thoughtfully, "However, your concern isn't without reason. Although I can help you, I'm just afraid some people might act out of desperation."

"But it shouldn't be a big problem."

The Middle-aged man said seriously, "As for the Night Crow, just classify it as protective gear. That's your factory's old line of work, so there shouldn't be any issues."

"Protective gear?"

Wang Shuo was dumbfounded.

Night Crow = Protective gear?

It didn't seem to have any problems.

"If you come up with anything else in the future, just try to lean it towards existing equipment types. You'll always find a type you can use. Look at us; a grenade launcher is called a gun, and a rocket launcher is also a cannon."

It could be done like that?

"I understand, Uncle Zheng."

Wang Shuo said solemnly, "Things that run on the road, with wheels, are called cars; with tracks, they're called infantry fighting vehicles; with gun barrels, they're called tanks; those that can fire at an elevation are called self-propelled howitzers. Things that swim in the sea, on the surface, are called ships; those underwater are called submarines. Things that fly in the sky, unmanned, are called Drones; those with people are all called airplanes."

"You are teachable."

The Middle-aged man was greatly gratified, though he still offered a tip, "Some don't have to be so absolute. For example, things that swim in the sea, on the surface, you can also call boats."

Wang Shuo nodded slightly, having gained a lot.

He understood. He truly understood.

"In that case, Uncle Zheng, just give us some of each type: things that run on the road, swim in the sea, and fly in the sky."

Wang Shuo said it very sincerely, which made the Middle-aged man laugh.

"Good, a young man is a young man after all. Nothing is even written yet, and your appetite is already quite large."

Chuckling twice, this matter was actually simple. For the Middle-aged man, the most uncomfortable thing was when a gift failed to achieve its effect.

"However, Wang Shuo."

The Middle-aged man said casually, "Land and air are easy to handle, but if you want to get into the sea, you still need a basic condition."

"What basic condition?"

Wang Shuo asked.

The Middle-aged man smiled faintly. "You must have at least one shipyard."

Wang Shuo felt a bit embarrassed. How could he not have thought of such a simple thing?

But it's just a shipyard. He'd just have Liu Yemei look for one that met the criteria later and acquire one. If he couldn't acquire one, registering one shouldn't be a big problem either.

He nodded slightly.

"No problem, Uncle Zheng."