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Community parking lot.

Fang Cheng and Xia Yuxuan stood next to a business Mercedes-Benz, talking quietly, surrounded by security personnel on guard, some visible and some hidden.

“I’m really sorry for you to see this today.” Xia Yuxuan, wearing a burgundy coat, gently held Fang Cheng's hands, her voice apologetic.

Fang Cheng lowered his head, saw Xia Yuxuan's apologetic expression, and comforted her, “This is not your fault. Let the past be the past. We must look forward.”

As he spoke, he gently rubbed her little head.

“Okay.”

“Go back and remember to get some rest!” Fang Cheng looked at Xia Yuxuan's slightly pale face and said with a smile.

“Okay, then I’ll go back.”

After saying that, Xia Yuxuan walked back with many backward glances. After watching Xia Yuxuan go home, the smile on Fang Cheng's face gradually disappeared.

“Let’s go, we’re going back!”

“Yes! Commander-in-Chief!”

Fang Cheng got into the Mercedes-Benz, and the black car sped away towards the outside of the community.

Less than half an hour later.

The black motorcade drove into Fang Cheng's residential area.

Along the way, every household looked at Fang Cheng's motorcade with curiosity. They had seen luxury cars before, but many people had never seen a motorcade made up of luxury cars.

“Wow! Whose cars are those? Six Mercedes-Benzes!”

“Don’t know!”

The people in the community started talking about it.

The motorcade stopped amidst the discussions. First to get out were the security personnel in black suits. Fang Cheng was the last to get out of the car.

“That, that seems to be the old Fang’s kid!”

“Really?” The person who heard this craned his neck. “It’s the old Fang’s kid! Fang Cheng!”

“Fang Cheng is back?”

“Yes, I’m back, Uncle Li!”

Fang Cheng greeted the neighbors in the community with a smile.

He had grown up in this community, and most of the people in the community were employees of his father's factory. Almost everyone knew Fang Cheng.

For example, this neighbor called Uncle Li often played chess with Fang Cheng's father, Fang Zheng Guo.

“The old Fang’s kid is amazing!”

“Yeah, I heard he opened a big company in Shanghai and can earn hundreds of millions a year?”

“Goodness! Amazing! Amazing!”

“You should learn more from him in the future!” This was a mother speaking to her child.

With Fang Cheng's physical fitness far exceeding ordinary people, he could naturally hear everyone's whispers clearly. In response, he just smiled and walked towards his home.

Before he reached the door, it was opened, and Fang Zheng Guo and Cao Guo Hua stood outside, looking at Fang Cheng with eager faces.

“Dad, Mom, I’m back!” Fang Cheng called out with a smile.

“Quick, come in, the food is ready, we’ve been waiting for you.” Cao Guo Hua looked at her son, whom she hadn't seen for almost half a year, and her eyes were slightly moist.

Hearing this, Fang Cheng felt a little sentimental. He didn't tell his parents that he had already eaten, and only nodded obediently.

Not long after he got home, a Hongqi sedan followed closely behind and drove into the community, heading towards Fang Cheng's house.

The clone bodyguards guarding downstairs at Fang Cheng's house became vigilant when they saw an unfamiliar vehicle approaching.

The leading clone bodyguard quickly glanced at the license plate. It was a military license!

“Stop!”

The clone bodyguard directly blocked the Hongqi sedan and shouted.

The Hongqi sedan stopped in response, and a soldier in a dark green military uniform walked out of the car.

“Hello, I would like to see Mr. Fang Cheng!” The soldier gave a military salute to the clone bodyguard.

The clone bodyguards exchanged glances. “Wait here.”

Soon, Fang Cheng, who had received the message, came down from upstairs.

The soldier wore a pair of glasses and looked to be about forty years old, with a square face and no beard, wearing a dark green military uniform.

Fang Cheng glanced at his epaulettes, one wheat and one star, a Major General!

The middle-aged man in front of him was actually a general! However, Fang Cheng had seen people with even higher ranks, so he didn't feel anything special upon seeing this Major General.

“You are?” Fang Cheng asked as he approached.

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“Hello, Mr. Fang Cheng, my name is Guo Zhenhua, from the Army Equipment Department.” As he spoke, Guo Zhenhua gave Fang Cheng a military salute.

“General Guo, hello, I wonder what brings you here?” Fang Cheng was a little puzzled.

“Mr. Fang Cheng, I am here on behalf of the Army Equipment Department to seek cooperation with you.”

Fang Cheng didn't interrupt him, signaling him to continue. The clone bodyguards had already isolated the area around them, so no one would hear their conversation.

“It’s like this, our Army Equipment Department wants to purchase a batch of stealth materials from the Pasa Islands from Mr. Fang.”

“Stealth materials?” Fang Cheng was a little surprised. Then, he thought of something and laughed, “How do you know about the stealth materials from the Pasa Islands?”

“Mr. Fang,” Guo Zhenhua lowered his head slightly, “During the last Anglo-Pasa War, the British air defense missiles did not destroy a single one of your aircraft...”

Hearing this, Fang Cheng understood. So that was the problem. Actually, if you think about it carefully, unless you never take action, otherwise, as long as you experience a war, others will figure out the performance of your equipment.

Because there is no place that reflects the performance of weapons and equipment better than the battlefield.

“Yun Meng!” Fang Cheng quickly ordered in his mind.

“Fang Cheng, what’s the matter?”

“Help me check this person’s identity.”

“Okay, Fang Cheng.”

In a moment, all of Guo Jianhua's information appeared in Fang Cheng's mind.

Guo Jianhua, male, forty-three years old, Deputy Minister of the Army Equipment Department, with the rank of Major General.

Fang Cheng browsed Guo Jianhua's information, his eyebrows slightly raised. This Guo Jianhua was not simple. Not only was his background extraordinary, but his own abilities were also terrifyingly strong. A Major General before the age of forty-five was one of the few in all of China.

“Mr. Fang!”

Guo Zhenhua saw that Fang Cheng was not speaking and called out cautiously.

“General Guo, I personally have a question.” Fang Cheng looked at Guo Zhenhua curiously, “Of course, you can also choose not to answer.”

“Mr. Fang, please ask!” Guo Jianhua stretched out his hand.

“Stealth materials should generally be prioritized for use in fighter jets, right? Why is it that the Air Force Equipment Department didn’t come to me, but your Army Equipment Department?” Fang Cheng said with a smile.

Guo Jianhua's expression was slightly hesitant. After weighing it for a long time, he slowly said, “Mr. Fang, I can only say that this time I am purchasing stealth materials from you, in addition to considering the Army Equipment Department, there are also some personal reasons of mine.”

Hearing this, Fang Cheng could basically guess some things. It was nothing more than personal prospects, exchange of benefits, and the like. According to the information Yun Meng had found, this Guo Zhenhua had a very strong military background.

If nothing unexpected happened, he might become one of the few people standing at the very top in the future.

This time, Guo Jianhua's purchase of stealth materials, in addition to considering the Army Equipment Department, was also intended to accumulate qualifications for himself. Of course, Fang Cheng didn't understand these political things, nor did he want to understand them.

In his opinion, as long as his own fist was hard enough, all external factors were paper tigers.