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"Recently, while sorting through Mr. William's belongings, some hypotheses and theories were discovered in his home. Perhaps due to Mr. William's unfortunate demise, the research and development team at Lockheed Martin took a keen interest in exploring the feasibility of his hypotheses. Well, the outcome of their discussions ultimately aligned with the government, arranging for personnel to collect a document he had carried with him." After chatting casually for a while, Luo Guohui began to get to the point.
However, since they had started discussing mutual topics, it didn't feel abrupt or uncomfortable at all.
"Uh, so you were sent here to collect it? But this document was given to me by Mr. William; it seems he didn't sign any similar agreement with Lockheed Martin," Yang Xiaoyou did not deny it but instead shifted the issue to ownership of the document.
This was the Chinese Empire; no matter how powerful Luo Guohui was, he was still just one person. As long as there were no underhanded tactics involved, they could discuss matters openly.
"I'm just here handling some other issues and taking care of personal matters. The person responsible was originally a colleague from IA, but their usual methods are a bit extreme, so I took over the issue. How about this: I'll help you secure certain benefits if you provide me with a copy of the document?" Although he possessed extraordinary strength, Luo Guohui did not use it to threaten his fellow compatriot, whom he had met a few times before.
Hearing his words, Yang Xiaoyou felt a sense of gratitude. She understood IA's way of handling things; if Luo Guohui hadn't taken over the issue, she might not have been unable to cope entirely but would certainly have faced considerable trouble. Moreover, it would leave a mark on Hive Security Company in IA, negatively impacting future developments.
However, while gratitude was one thing, simply handing over a copy of what she had was out of the question. If she only maintained her superficial identity as a student, prioritizing disaster avoidance in such situations was natural.
At this moment, her apparent identity also indicated that she was part of an organization. Even though Hive Security Company seemed quite young, they still had bargaining power as long as they controlled the situation reasonably well. No one wanted unnecessary complications; negotiations were merely about both sides testing each other's limits.
In today's society, acquiring through violence was not the most effective means.
"Well, I actually have some good words here. But you know I work at Hive Security Company, and our Wasp Subsidiary is involved in arms trading. When we started out, we even relied on some resources from Lockheed Martin. As long as there are similar benefits involved, copying out a document shouldn't be too much trouble," Yang Xiaoyou said with a cheerful expression.
"Although I haven't asked yet, I fear that's not possible. Your company just signed an agency agreement with the Chinese Empire recently; due to security concerns, it's almost impossible for them to agree," Luo Guohui shook his head with an amused expression. This issue was too obvious. It seemed that his comrade from their previous battle lacked some understanding of these aspects.
"How can it be like this? How about this: we exchange those resources you found in Mr. William's home for what we have? Of course, what we possess is obviously more valuable; you'll need to add some cash symbolically as well. If you agree, I'll go consult my superiors; if not, then there's nothing more to be done—catching me won't help since the document is no longer in my possession," Yang Xiaoyou shrugged her shoulders with an expression of helplessness.
She knew that her first proposed condition would likely be rejected. However, after being turned down once already, consecutive refusals would require careful consideration.
Currently, William's theories had only just been acknowledged; how much weight they carried remained uncertain—it was merely a means of collecting backup information.
Due to the painful adjustment period over the past three months, Yang Xiaoyou had put in considerable effort under these Aspects, using his computer-like thinking to deduce and analyze, and he had already grasped it quite thoroughly.
However, he also understood that there seemed to be a missing piece. Yang Xiaoyou's thought process ensured that his speed of interpretation, learning, and reorganization was unmatched, but when it came to innovation, it was merely average and somewhat lacking.
If he could obtain that missing part, he was confident that he could finalize the platform before planning the structure of the Prototype on the other end. As for the internal electronic systems, power systems, and most importantly, the Anti-Lock System, those could be added later.
He believed that even if it was just an empty platform, whether for sale or potential personal use, its value would increase exponentially.
Ultimately, Luo Guohui did not oppose Yang Xiaoyou's request. The reason he did not immediately agree was still due to the initial factor: recently, Hive Security Company had significant business dealings with the Chinese Empire, and they needed to consider the implications of this complete technology falling into the hands of the Chinese Empire.
Yang Xiaoyou was not worried that they would refuse or change their minds. Without the Anti-Lock System, so-called mechs would merely be expensive targets—an existence with a terrifyingly low cost-performance ratio.
For now, the Anti-Lock System remained a unique American technology; Lockheed Martin and Raytheon were merely squabbling over ownership.
Before any strange magic from the Chinese Empire could steal this technology away, some peripheral technologies related to mechs did not seem particularly important.
"Ah, it seems we've resolved public matters," Yang Xiaoyou said as he stretched lazily, looking relieved.
"Haha, it seems you really dislike being constrained," Luo Guohui remarked with a hint of a smile on his stern face. He vividly recalled the scene in Kapa City; now he never expected this seemingly immature young man had grown to this extent.
"By the way, Brother Luo, what brings you here for personal matters? Perhaps I can help you out. Also, congratulations on finally achieving your goal! Have you considered taking a break?" Yang Xiaoyou shifted the conversation to other topics while observing Luo Guohui's relaxed demeanor.
"Rest? Haha, freezing three feet is not achieved in a single day. Perhaps legally things have returned to normal, but restoring our own mindset is not something that can be accomplished overnight," Luo Guohui sighed as he spoke, seemingly lost in thought.
Upon hearing his words, Yang Xiaoyou recalled the scene from when he encountered that 'American' at the herbal market—almost reaching a pathological level of distress.
"As for personal matters, I actually just want to resolve my lingering worries. Due to turmoil back then, my family became separated. My mother and sister were among those exiled; they were seemingly sent to Southeast Asian countries. Generally, during my vacations I would wander around looking for them. However, after so many years, searching for them is like looking for a needle in a haystack." A hint of nostalgia and sighing emotion crossed Luo Guohui's face as he spoke plainly.
Although his tone was calm, one could still hear the deep sense of helplessness in his words.
Hearing him speak, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion. What kind of strength allowed this fellow, who had endured so much disdain and mistreatment, to wholeheartedly serve his country?
Perhaps it was precisely this reason that led him to make the decision to seek change. Ordinary people can only adapt to their environment, while true strong individuals strive to change it.
What he initially thought would require some effort turned out to be much simpler because Luo Guohui was handling the matter, saving them a considerable amount of trouble. After discussing until it was completely dark, they parted ways, exchanging contact information.
Luo Guohui understood that if they received approval from that side, experts would surely come to verify the authenticity of the data. They would also bring along information left behind at William's residence for Hive Security Company to prepare.
Yang Xiaoyou had no objections to this. Although Wasp Arms was indeed starting to prepare for the establishment of its own research and development team, they had yet to truly get started. It seemed they would have to rely on their own resources for technical personnel.
As Yang Xiaoyou walked home under the moonlight, he unexpectedly encountered a familiar fellow at his doorstep.
"Hey, Xiao You, this is my former colleague. He wants to discuss some matters with you," Zhao Liang, the disheveled uncle, said with a grin while pointing at a young man beside him who had an extremely serious expression and an ordinary appearance.
His arm was no longer bandaged, but he had been shot in the shoulder at mid-range before; the damage from that bullet was far more severe than from close range. With a shattered collarbone, he could no longer exert strength in that arm and had completely retired from this line of work. It seemed he was here at the request of an acquaintance.
As for what they were here for, well, this was the Chinese Empire after all!
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