205: Chapter 206 My Little Money is Saved

"Jiang Jing?" Director Qin Weiguo felt the name sounded familiar. After a moment of thought, he suddenly remembered, "The developer of that very famous huanyan beauty serum?"

"Indeed." Jiang Jing nodded with a smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, Engineer Liu and several other core researchers, who had been skeptical or even dismissive, immediately cast aside their contempt, and the scrutiny in their eyes turned into surprise and curiosity!

Xingchen Technology!

huanyan beauty serum!

These are currently the hottest names in the business and technology worlds.

They had heard of the product's miraculous effects, and its technical sophistication was undoubtedly world-class!

They never expected the legendary mysterious boss to be so young, and that he had been invited here by District Mayor Zhao!

However, surprise aside, they were still feeling uneasy.

Biotechnology and materials science were completely different fields; they were worlds apart.

Being a genius in the field of biology didn't necessarily mean he could handle the field of materials.

No matter how miraculous the beauty serum was, it couldn't prove he could solve the difficulties surrounding the T-7 Material.

A flash of realization and appreciation crossed Director Qin Weiguo's eyes, and his tone softened significantly: "So it is you. Young man, very good. That product of yours has earned our country a great deal of face."

"Little Zhao has put in the effort this time. Your father will be very pleased to know you are working so hard for this project."

He said this to District Mayor Zhao Wenhao with evident approval.

District Mayor Zhao Wenhao was overjoyed to hear Elder Qin's praise, but he maintained a humble exterior: "Director Qin, you flatter me. This is only what I should do."

Director Qin Weiguo nodded, his gaze returning to Jiang Jing with a hint of inquiry and expectation: "Jiang Jing, I heard from Little Zhao that you have made a breakthrough in special materials?"

Instantly, everyone's gaze focused on Jiang Jing.

The surroundings fell silent, waiting for his answer.

Those gazes were a mixture of scrutiny, curiosity, suspicion, and Director Qin Weiguo's unfathomable inquiry.

Yet, he remained as composed as if he were standing in his own living room, a faint, relaxed smile playing on his lips.

"Director Qin, experts," he began, his voice clear and resonant, breaking the slightly stifling air, "I heard District Mayor Zhao briefly mention the bottlenecks the country has encountered regarding special materials, particularly in the areas of ultra-high temperature resistance, lightweight design, and high strength."

As he spoke, he unhurriedly reached his hand into his casual pants pocket.

Everyone's gaze involuntarily followed his movement, as if that pocket contained some world-shaking treasure.

The next moment, he pulled out a custom metal box slightly larger than a matchbox.

The surface of the box was smooth and cold, shimmering with a matte metallic luster, looking utterly unremarkable.

"For me, sometimes inspiration just strikes quite quickly." Jiang Jing flicked open the lid with his thumb, his movements as casual as opening a pack of cigarettes.

Inside lay a thin, metallic sheet shimmering with a strange silver-gray luster, and beside it was a black USB drive with an extremely minimalist design.

He handed the box toward Director Qin Weiguo, his tone casual: "Some ideas just popped into my head at the time, so I casually made a small sample. I also took the liberty of organizing the relevant production processes, molecular structural formulas, and other such data onto this USB drive. Take a look and see if this is what you were talking about."

"Cas... casually?" Engineer Liu, standing behind Director Qin Weiguo, nearly bit his tongue. His eyes went wide as he stared fixedly at that seemingly ordinary thin metal sheet.

The T-7 project team had poured their hearts and blood into it, invested an astronomical amount of funds, and failed countless times, yet hadn't even fully grasped the threshold. And this kid dismissed it all with the word "casually"?

Although District Mayor Zhao Wenhao had been mentally prepared, hearing Jiang Jing speak in such a near-farcical tone still made the corner of his mouth twitch uncontrollably.

He snuck a glance at Elder Qin, terrified that this leading authority would be annoyed by Jiang Jing's extremely pretentious attitude.

However, Director Qin Weiguo seemed not to have heard Jiang Jing's infuriating tone at all; his entire focus had already been captured by that metal sheet.

The old man's eyes, which had witnessed countless storms, now erupted with a gaze as sharp as a hawk's.

He did not take it immediately; instead, he first pulled a pair of reading glasses from his jacket pocket and put them on, then proceeded to pull out a pair of thin white cotton gloves, putting them on with the utmost solemnity.

This sequence of actions caused the previously restless researchers to instantly fall silent, and the atmosphere grew even more solemn.

They knew well that this was the attitude Elder Qin only displayed when dealing with something of utmost importance.

Only then did Director Qin Weiguo gingerly take the metal box, his movements incredibly gentle.

He first carefully examined the color and texture of the metal sheet, then lightly touched its surface, feeling its peculiar texture.

"Density..." he muttered to himself, weighing it in his fingers. The look of astonishment in his eyes deepened. "Extremely light!"

Watching Elder Qin's solemn demeanor, Jiang Jing felt the atmosphere was a bit too heavy.

Glancing at District Mayor Zhao Wenhao beside him, Jiang Jing said in a teasing tone: "Old Zhao, honestly, it's a good thing I actually managed to stumble upon this."

"Otherwise, based on what we discussed earlier, if I could only provide financial support, I would have had to bleed money."

"Sigh, that little bit of money was saved for when I get married. At least it's safe now."

Although Jiang Jing spoke in a low voice, in such a serious environment, everyone around basically heard him.

"Pfft—" A young female researcher nearby couldn't help it and let out a laugh, then quickly covered her mouth, her face turning bright red from holding it in.

District Mayor Zhao Wenhao rolled his eyes, mentally ranting: Marry a wife? You, Jiang Jing, are surrounded by beauties; do you still lack a wife? Do you measure the cost of marrying a wife in the billions? Ten billion? A hundred billion?! People who don't know would think your wife only cost one or two hundred thousand...

He wanted nothing more than to grab Jiang Jing by the collar and roar. But with Elder Qin present, he had to suppress the urge to rant, squeezing out a smile that looked worse than crying, and said dryly: "It's good that it's saved, good that it's saved..."