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Chapter 243: A Mission for You!

Chapter 243: A Mission for You! (Third Update!)
Holding the business card, Lin Yi waved it in front of Smith again, then flicked his right finger.

There was no movement.

Because he had the workshop staff make this business card out of plastic.

It's not as good as metal; it won't make a sound when played.

He stuffed the business card back into his pocket, crossed his arms, and looked at Smith with a playful smirk: "This guy, could he really be the director of your CIA?"

"I remember the name on your official website is different!"

"And how do you know this name?"

After a few words, Smith's smile vanished. He sat down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, looking utterly dejected.

“I come from the Navy, so I naturally have some connections that allow me to get business from these small airports.”

"Naturally, I have also met some high-ranking figures from afar."

"The current director of the CIA is indeed Leon Padria, but you should also have heard that the CIA has been engaged in some shady dealings."

"And this Dmitri Brown is the person in the CIA in charge of this operation, and he is also Leon's deputy."

"To put it more aptly, this person is the CIA's grey money bag."

"Leon publicly welcomes all sorts of people, but in the shadows he's making money like crazy—human trafficking, smuggling, drug trafficking, whatever brings in money."

"do you understand?"

After explaining, Smith slowly lowered his head and turned his gaze to Lin Yi.

Turning his gaze, he met Lin Yi's admiring eyes, a strange look that startled Smith.

He used the sofa as a springboard to roll over and hide behind it, his eyes fixed intently on Lin Yi:

"Don't look at me like that, it's creepy!"

"Oh!" Lin Yi seemed to wake up from a dream, patted his head, and explained, "No, I'm just envious that you can know such an important person."

"That's America, the director of the CIA!"

“You see in those movies, at the very beginning, there’s an FBI warning.”

"It's really impressive that you know someone like that."

After these few words of explanation, Smith moved back a little further on the sofa.

Although these words sounded like praise, he felt something was off about the last part about the FBI.

After thinking for a while, I still couldn't figure out what was wrong.

I just don’t think about it anymore.

He came out from behind the sofa and pointed to the documents he had given to Lin Yi:
"I will stay in Shanghai for two days."

"You should arrange for your people to confirm as soon as possible what can be made and what cannot."

"Give me a copy of the list."

"As for Dmitri, to be honest, I don't recommend that you get in touch with him."

"According to my former boss, this guy is very cunning and petty. He will think that anyone is offending him even if they say just one word."

Far away in a foreign land, Smith began to fabricate stories without restraint.

After arranging things for a while, he suddenly remembered that he was in China, not America.

If you were in America and said that Dmitri was ruthless and liked to kill his teammates, the people of America would definitely be terrified.

But the people on the other side weren't from America.

Based on my understanding of Lin Yi, if this guy heard the details, he wouldn't be afraid; on the contrary, he might even gloat.

Thinking about all this, he lost the idea of continuing to make things up. He scratched his head and asked again:
"Your company really isn't going public? Go list it on the New York Stock Exchange, and I guarantee your net worth will increase at least tenfold in a single day!"

"Next year, you will be an industry giant."

"The year after next, you will be the world's richest person!"

Hearing this guy's repeated persuasion, Lin Yi decisively shook his head: "I'm not going!"

"Go find somewhere to have fun if you don't have anything to do. I still have a lot of work to do."

Hearing Lin Yi's blunt dismissal, Smith knew that his plan to persuade Lin Yi to go public had failed.

He sighed softly, picked up his briefcase, and walked out, turning back several times as he went. Reaching the door, he turned back again.
"If your company is going public, remember to let me know in advance, and bring your brothers along!"

"Get lost!" Lin Yi shouted angrily, followed Smith out the door, forcibly pushed the guy into the stairwell, and then turned back to his office.

He closed the door, then went to the window and watched Smith's car drive away.

Once the car disappeared from sight, Lin Yi took out the plastic business card from his pocket, looked at the name on it, and then took out his phone.

I dialed the number on the business card.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

After making three calls and finding no one answering, Lin Yi simply hung up.

The CIA is a bunch of useless idiots; they can't even give out a business card correctly. I don't know what use they are.

He turned around, bent the business card, and with a graceful toss, threw it into the trash can.

Holding his phone, Lin Yi returned to his desk, looked at the documents on it, and a sly smile appeared on his lips. He then found Hao Jin's contact information and pressed the button.

This time, the call was answered quickly.

Hao Jin's cheerful voice came through the phone:

"What's the matter?"

"I have some things here that you might be interested in." After a moment of suspense, and fearing the other person might not understand, Lin Yi added:

“It came from America.”

"And it's something they use on their naval warships."

As soon as he finished speaking, he could hear clearly the sound of breathing coming from the other side.

Soon, the clearly audible breathing stopped; the person on the other end must have been holding their breath.

A few seconds later, a sharp explosion came from the other side:

"Are you joking?"

"How could you possibly know about the things on America's naval warships?"

"No, how could America possibly show you things from their naval warships?"

"Wait here, I'll be at your company in half an hour."

This time, it was Lin Yi's turn to be dumbfounded. He gripped the phone and roared into it:

"What do you want to do?"

Unfortunately, the call had already been disconnected by the other end, leaving only the busy tone of the dial tone in response to Lin Yi.

Holding the still-ringing phone, Lin Yi grew anxious.

A known.

Zhong Zhenbang is the head of the East China Bureau of the State Security Bureau. The last time he came here, he stood in front of Hao Jin and was very respectful to him.

Therefore, we can conclude that Hao Jin's rank is higher than Zhong Zhenbang's.

just now.

This person, without making a phone call or giving any prior notice, suddenly said they wanted to come to my company.

So, what are the prerequisites for this situation to occur?

After thinking for a while, Lin Yi still couldn't figure it out.

After standing by the window for about 10 minutes, he turned and walked to the bookshelf, starting to look for tea leaves inside.

Since you're already here, make the best of it. If you don't know what the other party wants, just wait for them to come over and then ask them.

Hao Jin was very punctual; he said half an hour, and less than half an hour later, he arrived at Lin Yi's office door. Accompanying him were two young men in their early twenties, who looked like fresh-faced, naive college graduates.

But considering that the other party is the National Security Bureau, these two college students probably don't seem as innocent and foolish as they appear.

Hao Jin left the two young men outside, instructing them to guard the gate before turning around and locking the door. His eyes were fixed on Lin Yi.

"Repeat what you just said on the phone!"

Lin Yi didn't reply, but simply shook the teapot in his hand and pointed to the documents on his desk.

Hao Jin tilted his head and looked in the direction Lin Yi was pointing, and immediately saw the paper documents on the table.

He then lunged at the documents.

The top drawing is of a screw.

From the outside, it looks like a very ordinary screw. However, the specifications of this screw are a bit outrageous, so outrageous that it is not used in 99% of the cases.

Hao Jin put the screw diagram aside, and what came into view was a blade.

A single leaf.

It's nothing special, except that the processing requirements and parameter requirements for this blade are extremely high.

After staring at the leaf for a while, Hao Jin looked up, searched Lin Yi's desk for a moment, and his eyes fell on the pack of A4 papers on the left.

He grabbed an A4 sheet of paper, took a pen from the pen holder, and began to trace the leaves on the drawing.

After tracing seven or eight leaf drawings in succession, Hao Jin tore off the tracing images.

After piecing together the tenon joints of these seven or eight leaf-shaped blueprints, Hao Jin slowly closed his eyes and looked at the assembled piece. He then asked Lin Yi, who was brewing tea behind him:

"these things……"

"Smith gave it to me." Lin Yi calmly poured two cups of tea, one for himself and the other he offered to Hao Jin.

“He mentioned it to me before, but I didn’t expect it to be these things.”

"Come on, have a taste. This year's pre-Qingming tea tastes pretty good."

Hao Jin was anxious, but he also knew he couldn't rush things.

He turned and leaned against the desk, pressing down on the pile of documents with his right hand, taking the tea with his left, blowing on it twice, and then drinking it all in one gulp.

Set down the teacup: "Continue!"

Lin Yi brought the tea to his lips, took a small sip, and continued talking:
“If you’ve investigated me, you should know that that guy previously ordered a protective cable for a small airport.”

"He said that thing was very technically advanced, but I managed to make it."

"So he came over today and gave me these things."

"At first I also thought they were just some ordinary parts."

"But after I looked at it, I found that some parts could be put together, but some key parts were missing."

"For example, that leaf."

"When put together, it should be some kind of pump."

"I thought about it for a long time, racking my brains, but I still couldn't figure out what kind of pump needed to use this kind of blade."

"After all, these blades are not cheap to make."

"Then I suddenly remembered that Smith once said that he came from the Navy, and I wondered if these things were used on ships."

"With this hypothesis in mind, I went through the drawings again."

"Just as I guessed, all of these parts have salt spray resistance requirements."

"So after he left, I was thinking of giving you a call to ask if you were interested."

"I didn't expect you to be on the road."

"So, what brings you here, sir?"

"I have a task for you!" Hao Jin's attention turned to the pile of blueprints on the table. He reached out and flipped through them, finding that they were all blueprints for parts.

Aside from some parameter requirements and processing requirements for the parts, the drawings contained nothing else, and it was impossible to tell where these parts were used.

It's useful, but to a limited extent.

He stared at the blueprints for a long time, then suddenly turned around, his eyes fixed on Lin Yi, while his right hand kept tapping the blueprints on the table.

"Are you implying that you can manufacture these parts?"

After asking the question, he couldn't wait to pull out another part from inside.

It was a stick with a mortise and tenon joint.

The diameter is 5 centimeters, so it should be a bearing for some kind of equipment.

The requirements for this thing are very simple, just five.

Item 1: Density 3.0-3.3
Article 2: Vickers hardness 3100
Article 3: Bending and compressive strength 800 MPa
Article 4: Elastic modulus 400~500 GPa
Article 5: The maximum operating temperature is 1200℃ under normal atmospheric pressure.

The parameter requirements are very concise; not a single extra word was written.

With a density of 3.0-3.3, this value falls between ultralight metals and medium-density metals.

In daily life, the metals we encounter with values lower than this are lithium, magnesium, and aluminum.

These three things meet the first condition, but not the following conditions.

The metal with a higher density than this is titanium, but titanium has a density of 4.51, which does not meet the density requirement.

Is this something a human could create?

America's bunch of bastards are just bragging!

Shifting his attention from the blueprints to Lin Yi, Hao Jin took a deep breath and asked again:
"You're saying your company can make this?"

"What material is this bearing made of?"

“Silicon carbide!” Lin Yi blurted out a word, but this sudden word left Hao Jin even more bewildered.

He thought for a long time, but still couldn't remember what silicon carbide was.

He closed his eyes, made a mental note of it, and was about to ask a couple more questions when Lin Yi asked the question first:
"So, what brings you here this time, sir?"

When asked about the purpose of his visit, Hao Jin couldn't help but slap his forehead:
"Look, these blueprints are so outrageous, I had completely forgotten about them."

He bent down, took a brown paper bag from the briefcase at his feet, and handed it to Lin Yi:
"I told you last time, if the country needs you to stand up, would you be willing to stand up?"

"You said you were willing, so the task came about."

"You've got guts, kid. The higher-ups have given you a daring mission."

"have a look."

Hao Jin continued to keep everyone in suspense, not revealing the mission completely.

Clutching the brown paper bag, Lin Yi's intuition told him that there was nothing good inside.

But at the same time, his intuition told him that there was fun in it.

He took a deep breath, opened the bag, and took out the documents inside.

Unfold the document, and a red-headed document comes into view.

[Reply to Iran's Request for Communication System Upgrade]

Upon seeing the word "Iran," Lin Yi immediately closed the document.

He started panting heavily.

This is really hilarious.