Chapter 251 A rather serious matter concerning Li Jiajun?

Night fell, and the city lights began to glow.

A certain residential compound for high-ranking officials in the Imperial Capital.

Liu Jianguo pushed open the front door, changed into slippers, and collapsed onto the living room sofa with a look of exhaustion.

The evening news was playing on the TV, and the sizzling sound of his wife stir-frying along with the aroma of food drifted from the kitchen.

But this warm family atmosphere did nothing to improve his mood.

In his mind, the scene from that afternoon kept replaying—the glaring red exclamation mark and the interface prompting "The other party has enabled friend verification."

"Sigh..."

Liu Jianguo let out a long sigh, clutching his phone so tightly that the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

He truly couldn't let it go.

To think that he, Liu Jianguo, the top leader of a certain military industrial unit, who controlled so many major national-level projects and was held in high esteem wherever he went...

What was the result?

With that brat Li Jiajun, he was treated worse than an insurance salesman!

Without even a word, he was deleted! And blocked!

"That kid, why is his temper so short?"

Liu Jianguo muttered indignantly, feeling incredibly stifled.

Hadn't he just broken an appointment? Hadn't he just promised to show the way and then delayed it for several months without any word?

Was it necessary to go to such extremes?

Moreover, the most critical issue now was that he had finally come up with a brilliant idea—letting Li Jiajun manufacture fishing rods!

This idea fit the kid's "playful" personality, was absolutely safe, purely civilian, and could never be associated with the military industry.

It was simply a perfect "solution"!

But now, he had the idea, but he couldn't get in touch with the person.

This feeling was beyond frustrating.

"No, I have to find a way to contact him."

Liu Jianguo sat up straight on the sofa, his brow furrowed.

Go there directly?

No, that would be too undignified. Besides, he hadn't thought of what to say first, and if that kid gave him the cold shoulder to his face, where would he hide his old face?

Have someone else pass a message?

That wouldn't work either. The fewer people who knew about this, the better. After all, that kid was a classified talent in the confidential database. Planning the future for a "classified talent" like Li Jiajun couldn't be done with fanfare.

Just as Liu Jianguo was frowning, feeling like he was about to lose another handful of hair...

"Dad, why are you just sitting there dazed? I want to watch TV."

A crisp voice interrupted his thoughts.

Liu Jianguo looked up.

He saw his youngest daughter, holding a bag of potato chips and wearing cartoon pajamas, standing by the coffee table looking at him.

This daughter was born to him late in life; she had just started junior high this year. She was at that mischievous age and was the apple of the family's eye.

Looking at his daughter's face, which was still childish but radiated cleverness, Liu Jianguo suddenly had an idea.

'Eh?'

'This girl is from the "10s" generation; she must be much more proficient with social media apps like WeChat than an old fossil like me.'

'Maybe she has some ideas?'

At this thought, Liu Jianguo immediately put on a kind and amiable smile and patted the sofa next to him:

"Daughter, come, sit."

"Dad has something to ask you, my '10s' generation strategist."

The daughter gave him a suspicious look, sat down, stuffed a potato chip into her mouth, and said indistinctly:

"What is it? You're actually asking me for advice? Is your phone lagging again?"

"It's not the phone lagging."

Liu Jianguo rubbed his hands together, organized his words, and asked tentatively:

"Um... Dad just wants to ask you."

"If... I'm just saying if."

"If someone won't add you on WeChat, has deleted you, and even blocked you, what should you do?"

Upon hearing this question, the daughter's chewing stopped instantly.

She turned her head, her large eyes sparkling with the light of gossip as she looked Liu Jianguo up and down:

"Deleted? And blocked?"

"Dad, what's really going on? Who deleted you?"

"Cough, cough!"

Liu Jianguo coughed twice, his eyes darting away.

Of course, he couldn't reveal any secrets about Li Jiajun, let alone say he was a toy factory director who built missiles.

So, he took a deep breath, adopted the rigorous attitude he used in confidential meetings, and began to spin a story solemnly:

"Um... it's not me, it's a friend of mine."

"It's just a friend of mine; he's run into some trouble recently."

"It goes like this..."

While thinking, Liu Jianguo described the situation vaguely and with added embellishments:

"This friend of mine, with another person... well, the relationship is quite complicated."

"Before, this friend of mine promised someone something, saying he would show them a clear path and give them something very important."

"As it turned out, for various reasons, my friend never gave it; he broke his promise."

"Not only did he break his promise, but my friend also... also took quite a few good things from them, and even got them scolded."

At this point, Liu Jianguo thought of Li Jiajun's requisitioned products and that "Militia General" scapegoat role, feeling a bit guilty for some reason.

"And then, the other person got angry."

"Now my friend wants to contact them again to give them the thing he promised, but he found out he's been deleted on WeChat, his number is blocked, and he can't even send a friend request."

"Daughter, in this situation, what should my friend do? Is there any way to add them back as a friend?"

After speaking, Liu Jianguo looked at his daughter expectantly, waiting for this little strategist to come up with a plan.

However.

The daughter didn't answer immediately.

She just narrowed her eyes and stared intently at Liu Jianguo with a scrutinizing gaze.

That look made Liu Jianguo feel uneasy, as if all his thoughts were being seen through.

After several seconds.

The daughter finally spoke slowly, asking in an eerie tone:

"Dad."

"This friend of yours..."

"...is you, isn't it?"

Gah?

The smile on Liu Jianguo's face froze.

His mouth twitched, and he felt speechless.

'Are kids nowadays all this sharp?'

'My "asking for a friend" skill was seen through before I even finished using it?'

Since he'd been exposed, Liu Jianguo couldn't keep up the act. He could only scratch his head awkwardly, his old face turning red as he admitted:

"Cough... well, I guess so."

"Oh, don't worry about those details."

"Just tell Dad, is there any technical method or clever way of speaking that can get someone to accept a friend request?"

The daughter sighed and shook her head, looking like a little adult.

She put the potato chips on the coffee table, sat cross-legged, and looked at Liu Jianguo, her expression turning serious.

"Dad, there are methods."

Liu Jianguo's eyes lit up at these words.

However, before he could finish being happy...

The daughter's tone shifted, and she said with a frown in an extremely grave voice:

"But!"

"Dad, there's an issue that's more critical than the technical problem of adding a friend!"

"It could even be called... fatal!"

More critical?

Fatal?

These two words made Liu Jianguo's heart skip a beat, and his nerves suddenly tightened.

The joy on his face vanished instantly, and he became tense all over.

Having spent his life in military industry and confidential work, he had a natural sensitivity to such vocabulary.

Could it be...

...that his daughter had discovered some serious issue related to Li Jiajun being a classified talent?

Liu Jianguo's heart leaped into his throat. He leaned forward, lowered his voice, and asked solemnly:

"What issue?"

"Daughter, tell me quickly! This is very important!"

Seeing her father's state of high alert and nervousness...

...the daughter took a deep breath.

She seemed to be gathering courage, or perhaps feeling angry about the "shocking truth" she was about to reveal.

The next second.

She suddenly turned her head toward the kitchen, focused her breathing, and with all her might, let out an earth-shattering shout:

"Mom—!!!"

"Come out quickly!"

"Dad is having an affair!!!"

Pfft—!

Liu Jianguo had just picked up his teacup and taken a sip to calm his nerves when he heard this shout. He spat the water right out, spraying the entire TV screen in front of him.

He was completely stunned, staring blankly at his daughter, his mind a complete blank.

What on earth?

Dating?

Me?

In the kitchen, the sound of stir-frying stopped abruptly.

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