Chapter 295 The Cunning Liu Jianguo

Upon hearing Liu Jianguo's expectant "fishing request," the Head of Special Operations Officer, who had previously been in a state of guilt, froze in place as if hit by a paralysis spell.

He widened his eyes, staring at the middle-aged man before him who was clutching top-secret strategic materials with both hands, his face full of fanaticism and even a hint of shyness.

Black lines immediately appeared on the forehead of the Head of Special Operations Officer.

He felt a dull ache in his brainstem; all the words he had prepared were punched right back into his stomach by this sudden, direct blow.

'What kind of unearthly logic is this?!'

'You were just moments away from being executed as a spy selling national core secrets!'

'Your wife and children are still in the isolation room outside, terrified, thinking you've defected and betrayed the country!'

'And yet, now that your suspicion has just been cleared, what you're thinking about isn't rushing to see your family, nor are you feeling any lingering fear over this massive misunderstanding.'

'You're actually obsessed with how to take this high-strength carbon fiber, which could be used on fighter jets, and go to the river to cast a line?!'

'What are you going to catch? A nuclear submarine?!'

The Head of Special Operations Officer was speechless.

Watching Liu Jianguo's heartless, fanatical expression, his mouth twitched violently.

At that moment, he finally understood why Liu Jianguo's wife and children reacted the way they did.

They immediately assumed Liu Jianguo had become a spy rather than suspecting a misunderstanding.

With this kind of attitude, it was no surprise.

If some foreign intelligence agency really brought out a set of out-of-print, god-tier fishing gear to tempt him, this old guy might actually lose his head and spill everything.

'Damn it, this old guy is just too unreliable!'

The Head of Special Operations Officer ranted wildly in his heart.

He was truly defeated by Liu Jianguo's bizarre mindset.

It wasn't just the Head of Special Operations Officer.

Sitting to the side, the Old General, who had maintained his dignity and composure the entire time, also had cold sweat appearing on his forehead due to this request.

What kind of storms hadn't the Old General seen?

What kind of hard-nosed spies hadn't he interrogated?

Yet, facing a subordinate as abstract as Liu Jianguo, he found that his decades of composure-building training were simply not enough.

The Old General's hand, holding the teacup, trembled slightly.

He looked at Liu Jianguo's flushed face, which was red with excitement, took a deep breath, and tried hard to suppress his rising blood pressure.

He felt that if he stayed with this guy whose logic was also abnormal, he would need to take some quick-acting heart-saving pills; wait, why did he say "also"?

A strange thought suddenly flashed through the Old General's mind.

"General Manager, what do you think? Is it okay?"

Seeing that neither of them was speaking, Liu Jianguo, with reckless abandon, held the black Fishing Rod and gestured a casting motion in the air.

The posture was professional; it was elegant.

"I'll just go to the wild river and try it out a couple of times. I absolutely won't bump or scratch it; I guarantee I'll return it to you in perfect condition."

"If I can catch a big black carp using fighter jet materials, then I won't have lived this life in vain..."

The more Liu Jianguo talked, the more excited he became, even starting to plan which fishing spot to bait.

Watching him in this state of obsession, the Old General finally lost his patience.

"Bang!"

A deafening sound rang out.

The Old General slammed the table, the immense force causing the teacup on the table to jump, splashing tea everywhere.

The air in the conference room seemed to freeze in that instant.

The Head of Special Operations Officer was so startled that he shivered and immediately stood at attention.

Liu Jianguo was also stunned by the sudden noise, and the Fishing Rod in his hand nearly fell to the ground.

He looked blankly at the furious Old General.

The Old General stood up, his face livid, and pointed a finger directly at Liu Jianguo's face.

"Get out!"

The roar, full of vigor, echoed through the hall.

Upon hearing these three words, Liu Jianguo froze for half a second.

Then, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked as if he had been granted an amnesty.

"Alright! I'm getting out!"

Liu Jianguo immediately replied loudly, his voice devoid of any grievance or fear of being reprimanded, but instead filled with irrepressible ecstasy.

He nimbly placed the Fishing Rod back on the table, then turned without hesitation and strode toward the conference room door.

As he walked out, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Liu Jianguo's mouth.

'Great!'

'Finally, I don't have to go see that pit-digging Factory Director Li; I've dodged a bullet this time.'

This thought emerged in his mind.

In Liu Jianguo's view, the Old General telling him to "get out" meant that today's investigation was completely over.

He had no suspicion of being a spy, and the matter had been clarified.

This Fishing Rod was a top-secret material created by Li Jiajun, so let the General Armaments Department and the Special Operations Bureau worry about it!

Let Elder Qian go and pit his wits against that monster!

He could finally stay out of it!

Although this matter delayed his trip abroad and he had just made a fool of himself, as long as he didn't get involved with that "weirdo" Li Jiajun again, it was all worth it!

Go home! Go home and coax his wife!

At worst, he'd kneel on a washboard all night and do more chores, as long as he didn't see that kid, he'd do anything!

See, this is called wisdom. You thought I was really unreliable? But not being able to cast a couple of times is indeed quite...

Liu Jianguo's steps were light; he even wanted to hum a little tune.

He was only one step away from the door that symbolized freedom and relief.

As long as he stepped out of this door, Liu Jianguo would once again be an innocent, carefree old government worker!

However, just at the moment his hand gripped the doorknob, ready to push the door open and leave, the Old General's deep, majestic, yet to Liu Jianguo, demonic voice sounded again from behind.

"Wait!"

These two words were like a paralysis spell.

Liu Jianguo's hand froze on the doorknob.

He took a deep breath, forced out a smile uglier than crying, slowly stopped, and looked back.

"General Manager... do you have any other instructions?"

The Old General was still standing behind the table, pointing at him.

However, in his eyes, there was a smile that seemed to see through everything.

The Old General looked at Liu Jianguo and slowly added the second half of the sentence:

"Get over to Factory Director Li's place!"

"Go and see what's going on with this Fishing Rod."

This sentence shattered the beautiful fantasy Liu Jianguo had just built.

The smile on Liu Jianguo's face instantly froze.

His whole face collapsed at a visible speed, his muscles twitching uncontrollably.

His eyes were filled with despair, his features almost scrunching together, revealing a look of utter desolation.

He was speechless to the extreme.

'Are you playing with me?!'

'Didn't you tell me to get out?'

'Why do I have to go to that little disaster's place?!'

Liu Jianguo felt his heart bleeding.

However, the Old General's order had been given, and he had no room to argue.

He knew he had to go see Li Jiajun.

He was the only one who knew the full story of this matter; if he didn't go, who would?

"Yes... I guarantee to complete the mission..."

Liu Jianguo, like a defeated rooster, turned around dejectedly, prepared to pull open the door and embark on this "path of vengeance" he least wanted to walk.

Just as he was about to reach the door,

"Wait!"

The Old General's voice came again.

Liu Jianguo felt like his heart disease was really about to flare up; he turned his head, wanting to cry but having no tears.

"General Manager, can you just say everything at once?"

The Old General picked up a piece of paper from the table and handed it to the Head of Special Operations Officer, who walked over and gave it to him.

The Old General looked at him and said:

"Here is the address."

"That kid changed his factory address."

"Don't go to the old factory area and waste your time."

Hearing this, Liu Jianguo...