Qin Feng brightened at He Muqing's words: "Grandfather truly thinks this way!" He Le leader smiled and said: "Could I really deceive you? If it weren't for Grandfather's high status and the fact that every word and action of his affects the very structure of the nation, he would have been at odds with the Sun people long ago. So, his consistent attitude toward your various initiatives has always been one of quiet endorsement—only private appreciation!" "Heh, that's good. Eighty Electronic Books." Qin was delighted. Grandfather's approach was truly commendable—he wasn't just a politician of pure form; he still upheld the essential integrity of a Chinese person. As for other politicians, who, for the sake of self-interest, would readily choose to cooperate with their enemies—such people truly fall short of honoring their ancestors. A crisp sound of military boots echoed, drawing everyone's attention. A group of well-dressed soldiers marched forward, led by a major at the front, with the lowest-ranking officer behind him being a colonel on par with Qin Feng. Wei Qingtian walked at the rear, steady and confident, his green epaulettes and three golden stars gleaming under the lights. Their arrival immediately heightened the tension at the airport, with the special police officers maintaining strict postures, their rifles firmly in hand. "Boy, you've finally made it," Wei Qingtian said, smiling at him. "Grandpa, you're in great spirits!" he replied with a bright smile. "With your bearing, I'm sure you'll manage to wear down the one preparing to take over your position and keep serving the people!" The elder stiffened, pretending to be annoyed. "You can't just say something nice, can you? Do you think I'm standing in the bathroom refusing to use the toilet?" "How could that be," Qin Dashi said, standing before him and giving a rather comical bow, smiling brightly, "Historically, emperors have often outlived their crown princes—so when such a situation arises, it's simply a matter of the prince not having the right fate. It has nothing to do with the emperor at all, Grandfather. By the way, your complexion is truly excellent!" "Qing sincerely remarked, 'Feng is indeed a very capable person!' The elder glanced at the young women bowing respectfully and hummed, 'Young man, I have something important to discuss with you. Send them back first—let's go to the Provincial Military District!' Qin, of course, had no choice but to comply. As he had originally planned, after being abroad for so long, he intended to spend some quality time with his wives upon his return—after all, they had been waiting so long, and he had been eager to settle that matter. The elder seemed to have sensed his thoughts, and with a sigh of impatience, he said, 'Can't you think of anything more serious? Rest assured, once we finish our conversation, you'll be able to go home and spend time with them—your Colonel Qin won't have to be away for long!' He chuckled, 'Grandfather, you're being rather formal. After all, we're officers—obedience to orders is our duty, serving the people is our responsibility, and safeguarding the safety of the civilians is...' 'Enough! Enough!' he exclaimed, clearly exasperated. "The elder was impatient, cutting him off mid-sentence, and huffed, 'Besides, you've always sung with a sarcastic tone—how can anyone find it comfortable to listen?' Qin, thinking to himself, realized that his high-pitched performance wasn't truly heartfelt. The more he demanded, the more it revealed his insincerity. After all, he was a straightforward, honest person—so naturally, he didn't sing well. Hearing the exchange between the two, He Muqing turned to her sisters and said, 'Xiao Feng is going to visit Grandfather at the military district. Let's head back now!' 'Yes, you go ahead and prepare the meal,' he smiled at Mei Hui, 'Make it generous—we need to welcome Qingzi and Uncle properly.' As the eldest daughter at home, assigning the task to Mei Hui was the most natural choice. The elegant businesswoman smiled gracefully, displaying the demeanor of a well-bred wife, and said, 'Don't worry—definitely won't let Qingzi down!' Everyone dispersed separately; only after the officers had withdrawn did the special forces finally exhale, and the tense atmosphere at the airport ease. Besides Qin Dashi, Leader He was also required to join them, and he shared a vehicle with Wei Qingtian. The elder watched him fidgeting—tapping here, patting there, even acting silly—and sighed, "What's your game, young man? After your overseas trip, have you turned into a curious child? Don't think you're going to take my car, do you? No way—your rank still isn't high enough. In our country, there are no more than five people who qualify to sit in a vehicle like this!" Qin Feng smiled, "Am I really that kind of person? Don't you think so? Just the sports car I gifted to Qingqing alone is worth several million!" "Then why have you been tapping my car all this time?" the elder asked. "I wanted to check whether your car was substantial enough. You've been doing all this out of good intentions, but you've been treating it like it's a horse's liver and lungs." "He said with a hint of displeasure, 'After my thorough investigation, this vehicle can only withstand close-range attacks from a standard assault rifle, and its chassis can only protect against ordinary mine blasts!' The elder frowned, 'So what exactly are you trying to say?' Qin, lacking any grace, lay back comfortably and remarked, 'My point is, it can manage under ordinary attacks, but when faced with an RGP rocket launcher or a infantry anti-tank missile, it's simply useless!' The elder wasn't surprised at all, saying, 'If even helicopters and tanks can't protect it, how can a car possibly do so?' 'Not necessarily,' he added with a cheerful smile. 'My company has successfully developed a new alloy steel—its weight is only about 80% of that of high-carbon steel, and its hardness exceeds that of high-carbon steel by twelve times. If we place two 4-millimeter sheets of this alloy steel with a carbon fiber layer in between, the resulting protection can match that of a medium tank!' 'Really?' the elder expressed clear interest." He smiled even more cunningly: "Will I really deceive you? Here's an idea—have someone deliver a vehicle of the same model to you. Meanwhile, my company's R&D team will design and fabricate some armor panels based on the vehicle's exterior. Once completed, we'll install them right on your vehicle!" Wei Qingtian chuckled and nodded. "You're truly thoughtful, young man. Then I won't hold back. But don't try to pull any strings—I'm serious. If you can't deliver on your promise, we'll settle this right then and there."