Chapter 234 Isn't he coming back?

At this moment, Elder Qian paid no attention to the injured Liu Jianguo beside him.

He held Li Jiajun's hand tightly, his cloudy eyes filled with sincerity.

"Little Li," Elder Qian's tone was quite gentle, even carrying a hint of persuasion, "Look, you're messing around with these small-time things outside. While they're interesting enough, the scale is a bit small, after all."

"And you have to endure the attitude of this... *cough cough*, this clueless administrative personnel." As he spoke, he cast a meaningful glance at Liu Jianguo standing nearby.

Liu Jianguo looked up at the sky, pretending to count the screws on the warehouse ceiling.

"Come join our aerospace department." Elder Qian extended a sincere invitation once again, this time more formally than ever before: "As long as you are willing to come, I will give you the greatest degree of freedom!"

"Whatever resources you need, I will allocate them for you! Whatever equipment you need, the country will build it for you!"

"Even, you don't have to follow our red tape; you can research whatever you want!"

"Here, you can freely unleash your talent and conquer that true sea of stars!"

These words were an irresistible temptation for anyone involved in technology.

It was a national-level endorsement, infinite resources, and a ladder to the pinnacle of science.

The young Experts around them listened with reddened eyes, wishing they could accept on Li Jiajun's behalf.

However, after listening, Li Jiajun only offered a slight smile.

He squeezed Elder Qian's hand back, a light movement, but the refusal was firm.

"Elder Qian, I appreciate your kindness." Li Jiajun looked into the old man's eyes, his tone sincere but revealing a stubborn streak of wanting to slack off: "But, I'm just used to being laid-back."

"I really have no interest in entering the system."

"I just like it the way it is now, free and easy, tinkering with some toys I like in this small, broken-down factory."

Speaking up to this point, Li Jiajun puffed out his chest, revealing an expression of righteousness, and began to preach: "Besides, think about it, Elder Qian."

"Our country needs people in every industry."

"As long as we shine and heat up at our respective posts, no matter the size, that is beneficial to the country and is serving the people!"

"As this toy factory director, even though I only make small toys and it seems insignificant."

"But!"

Li Jiajun emphasized his tone, his voice ringing powerfully: "The toys I make can bring laughter to children and happiness to the people!"

"This can also be considered enriching the spiritual life of our Dongguo people!"

"This is also a contribution!"

Hearing this, the corners of Elder Qian's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

He looked at the young man before him, who wore such a righteous face as if he were truly a creator of happiness for the people, and felt speechless.

'Bringing happiness to the people?' Elder Qian muttered in his heart.

'You claim to be a toy factory director, that's correct.'

'But ask yourself, have you ever made a single proper toy that an ordinary person could play with safely?'

'Whether you've brought happiness to the people, I don't know.'

'But those toys of yours that were requisitioned have certainly brought happiness to us scientists.'

Elder Qian thought about how, during this period, various military and technology departments had experienced explosive growth in technical accumulation because they had requisitioned those toys of Li Jiajun's.

The heads who had previously worried until their hair turned white were now all smiling like blooming flowers.

Thinking of this, Elder Qian subconsciously glanced at Liu Jianguo beside him.

Of course, perhaps except for this young Liu.

After all, this kid was specifically responsible for dealing with the aftermath of Li Jiajun's actions, so he probably couldn't be happy.

Although he grumbled in his heart, seeing Li Jiajun's firm gaze, Elder Qian also knew that a forced melon wouldn't be sweet.

Geniuses of this level all had their own pride and ideas.

"Sigh..." Elder Qian sighed, his regret turning into a bitter smile.

He patted Li Jiajun's shoulder and nodded: "Fine, since you insist, I won't force you."

"I respect your choice."

"However, Little Li, remember this."

Elder Qian looked at him deeply and said in a solemn tone: "No matter when, as long as you change your mind, want a change of environment, or encounter any unsolvable difficulties."

"The country's doors are always open to you."

"Our aerospace department will always keep a desk for you."

These words were spoken with genuine sincerity and were moving.

Li Jiajun also nodded to express his gratitude.

Although the recruitment failed, the real business still had to be handled.

Since Li Jiajun was unwilling to go to the national team, the national team definitely had to take the technology for this toy sky rocket.

After all, if this thing were to fall into the wrong hands, especially into the hands of unreliable people, like Curry Country, it would be a disaster.

"*Cough cough*."

Liu Jianguo, who had been a background prop all along, seized the opportunity and walked over.

He held a document that had been prepared long ago, as well as a thick transfer contract regarding a huge patent fee.

"Um... Little Li." Liu Jianguo's tone was much more polite now; after all, he had just been scolded by Elder Qian, and he also knew that this kid's technology was truly impressive.

"Since Elder Qian has seen it, shall we... go through the process?"

As he spoke, he handed the document to Li Jiajun.

Based on past experience, Liu Jianguo had already prepared himself mentally.

He thought Li Jiajun would surely start wailing and crying for his parents again, insisting that this was his life's work.

In the end, he would have to put on a stern face and threaten him a couple of times before this kid would agree to sign.

After all, he knew this kid's personality too well—he was a stubborn donkey who only responded to gentle coaxing, and a greedy one at that.

However, this time, the situation was completely beyond Liu Jianguo's expectations.

Li Jiajun looked at the contract handed over.

He didn't even cry out once.

He calmly took the document.

That calmness seemed as if he had long anticipated this moment, and he was even a bit eager to sign and get it over with.

"*Swish, swish, swish.*" Li Jiajun glanced carelessly at the amount and terms, confirmed there were no big traps, then picked up the pen and signed his name with a flourish.

"Alright, Uncle Liu." Li Jiajun handed back the signed contract and even waved his hand generously: "Everything is in the warehouse; you can take it away."

"That Pangu Engine thing and the blueprints are all in the boxes."

"I've already packed them up for you."

His movements were fluid, so smooth that it left Liu Jianguo stunned.

Holding the contract, he stared blankly at Li Jiajun, feeling a bit unaccustomed to it for a moment.

This... this was it?

This was too easy to talk to, right?

Following Li Jiajun's signature, the soldiers who had been waiting outside the door began to line up and enter the warehouse.

Their movements were professional and swift as they began to move the sky rocket samples and related equipment, which Li Jiajun called toys but were actually top-tier aerospace technology.

The warehouse was filled with the noise of moving items.

Liu Jianguo stood in place, clutching the contract, feeling no relief that the mission had been successfully completed.

On the contrary, he watched Li Jiajun in the distance, who was leaning against a table and drinking water with an indifferent expression, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

The feeling that something was wrong in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

'Why is this kid so easy to talk to today?'

'This doesn't fit his persona at all?'

'Before, even if it was just collecting a robot dog, he would argue with me for half a day and try to dump the blame on me.'

'Today, this is rocket technology! It's a big treasure that can go to the sky! And he just handed it over so readily?'

The more Liu Jianguo thought about it, the more his heart hair stood on end.

In his perception, Li Jiajun was a troublemaker, the type who, if not causing a fuss, meant he was brewing something big.

'When things are abnormal, there must be a demon!'

'The calmer this kid is, the bigger the thunderclap behind it!' This thought surfaced in Liu Jianguo's mind.

He narrowed his eyes and stared fixedly at Li Jiajun, trying to see a clue on that young face.

However, Li Jiajun looked completely calm, even raising the water cup in his hand toward Liu Jianguo, signaling him to have a drink as well.

Just as Liu Jianguo was suspicious and wondering if he was being a bit paranoid,

"Ring, ring, ring—" A sudden cell phone ringtone broke the eye contact between the two.

It was Li Jiajun's phone ringing.

Li Jiajun glanced at the caller ID; it was a strange international long-distance number.

His eyebrows raised slightly, and without avoiding Liu Jianguo, he pressed the answer button directly.

"Hello?" Li Jiajun said lazily.

A rush of fast-paced speech came from the other end of the phone, seemingly talking about something important.

Immediately after, under the gaze of Liu Jianguo's gradually widening eyes, Li Jiajun suddenly switched languages.

It was no longer Chinese, nor English.

It was fluent Spanish.

"Hola? Si, si..." (Hello? Yes, yes...)

"Entiendo, no hay problema." (I understand, no problem.)

"La red está lista." (The network is ready.)

Li Jiajun held the phone, chatting with the person on the other end with a composed expression, words popping out of his mouth that Liu Jianguo couldn't understand at all.

The speed of speech and the standard pronunciation were like that of a native who had lived in Madrid for over a dozen years.

Li Jiajun's Spanish was so fluent, of course, not because he had been to Spain.

It was because during this period, he had some business dealings with a Spanish-speaking country.

To facilitate communication, he had used his heaven-defying comprehension skills.

At this moment, Liu Jianguo, listening to the bird language coming out of Li Jiajun's mouth, was completely dumbfounded.

'Spanish?'

'When did this kid learn Spanish?' Liu Jianguo's heart skipped a beat instantly.

An extremely ominous premonition surged up like a tide, instantly overwhelming his reason.

'Oh no!'

'Could it be that this kid is taking private work outside again?!'

'And this time... he actually connected to a place that speaks Spanish?'

'Where is that? South America? Or somewhere else?'

Liu Jianguo only felt his scalp tingling, and he could barely hold the contract in his hand.

Not another one, seriously?