Love in the Courtyard: Starting with Engineers

Three days later, Li Yu returned to Beijing without a trace.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Bai Ling sitting on the sofa, watching the news report on TV.

On the screen were images of horrific explosions around the world, and the presenter's voice was filled with barely concealed shock: "Thirteen key institutions in the global communications and aerospace sectors were attacked by unidentified forces on the afternoon of the 3rd."

"The explosion caused numerous casualties and property damage. Debris suspected to be from a small aircraft was found at the scene, but technicians said that the material and structure of the debris are beyond the scope of current knowledge, and the source cannot be traced."

Bai Ling turned her head and looked at Li Yu with a complicated expression.

Li Yu walked over, gently hugged her, and whispered, "I'm back."

Bai Ling didn't ask any more questions, but simply hugged him tightly in return. She knew that some things didn't need to be said or asked.

News of the explosion swept across the world like a tsunami.

The world was in uproar, and everyone was shocked beyond words by this precise and devastating attack.

Governments around the world held emergency press conferences to condemn the “terrorist attack,” but all remained tight-lipped about the identity of the attackers.

The Pentagon held an emergency meeting overnight, which lasted for three days and three nights.

Coffee cups piled high in the conference room, and the attendees, their faces ashen, stared at the wreckage analysis report sent back from the scene, utterly at a loss.

The wreckage of those drones was made of a new type of alloy material that had never been seen before, and the residue after the explosion could not be detected to contain any chemical components.

The only certainty is that the attackers possessed extremely advanced satellite navigation and stealth aircraft technologies—and globally, only Longteng Electronics is capable of achieving both.

However, there is no evidence.

No trace pointing to Longteng was left at the scene, and Li Yu's movements were seamless.

Ultimately, this shocking series of bombings was simply dismissed as an attack by an "unidentified armed group" and left unresolved.

However, in Washington, the atmosphere in the Pentagon's underground conference room was as oppressive as solidified lead.

On either side of the long table sat key high-ranking officials from the U.S. military, intelligence agencies, and Western communications alliances, each with a face etched with lingering fear and exhaustion.

After three days and three nights of emergency meetings, with coffee cups piled high on the table and cigarette butts overflowing from the ashtray, they still couldn't find any way to break the deadlock.

On the big screen, footage of the thirteen explosion sites was played on a loop—the charred ruins of Motorola headquarters, the collapsed floors of the Ericsson building, the paralyzed control room of NASA Space Center… Each image was like a resounding slap in the face to these self-proclaimed “world hegemons.”

The CIA director slammed his fist on the table. "Enough! Turn it off! No more watching! We all know this is Li Yu's revenge! It's a response to our repeated assassination attempts!"

After he finished speaking, the conference room fell into a deathly silence.

After a long silence, the Minister of Defense slowly spoke: "We used all our intelligence networks to analyze the wreckage at the scene, and what was the result? The materials used in those drones were completely unknown to us, the composition of the explosives was undetectable, and even the signal source was completely blocked by satellite. This person is terrifying."

"fear?"

The Secretary of State scoffed, "Do you all remember what happened a year ago?"

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant. A chill ran down their spines, and cold sweat trickled down their foreheads, soaking their shirt collars.

It turns out that this was not the first time Li Yu had sought revenge. They had simply clung to a sliver of hope, believing they could manipulate things at will simply because of their hegemony.

It wasn't until this series of explosions at thirteen core institutions that they truly realized—Li Yu was not someone they could afford to mess with.

The president then declared, "Immediately order the cancellation of all assassination plots against Li Yu! From this day forward, no one, no organization, is permitted to target Li Yu!"

The representative of the communications alliance spoke up reluctantly, "But our losses amount to hundreds of billions of dollars. Are we just going to let it go like this?"

The president glared at him. "That's it. What else can we do? Keep assassinating? Do you want the White House to become the next bombing site? You've all seen Li Yu's methods. He can precisely blow up our core institutions, and he can precisely blow up every one of our homes! What's the point of money if we're dead?"

These words shattered everyone's last shred of hope.

Yes, if you lose your life, everything else is meaningless.

Ultimately, the meeting ended hastily with a resolution to "cease all hostile actions against Li Yu personally."

The high-ranking officials who emerged from the Pentagon wore solemn expressions, their former arrogance completely gone. They finally understood that, in the face of someone like Li Yu, personal confrontation was tantamount to suicide.

Meanwhile, in Europe and the Americas, those old conglomerates that once clamored for "sanctioning Longteng" have also begun to quietly change their attitudes.

In his top-floor office in the City of London, the head of the Rothschild family stared at the DragonTech technical analysis report in his hand, his eyes filled with awe.

The report clearly states that Longteng's satellite communication technology is at least ten years ahead of the West. Its rocket recovery technology has reduced launch costs to one-tenth of those in the West, and even its stealth materials for drones are groundbreaking innovations.

"Crossing the centuries..."

He muttered to himself, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, "So, the technological barriers we've always been so proud of are nothing but a thin layer of paper in front of him."

In just one week, Hong Kong has witnessed an unprecedented influx of foreign investment.

One plane after another landed in Hong Kong, and those who disembarked were all the heads and CEOs of major Western conglomerates.

They were no longer the haughty figures they once were, but rather humble smiles, holding thick cooperation proposals, eager to squeeze through the doors of Longteng Electronics.

The reception room at Longteng Electronics' headquarters is always packed from morning till night.

"Mr. Lou, our Morgan Group is willing to invest five billion US dollars just to participate in the Dragon Satellite networking project!"

"HSBC can provide DragonPass with global financial services at zero interest rates!"

Lou Zhenhua is so busy he barely has time to breathe, receiving more than a dozen groups of guests every day, and his voice is almost hoarse from shouting.

Holding a thick letter of intent for cooperation, he found Li Yu with a look of bewilderment on his face: "Chief Engineer Li, look at these people. Before, they all wanted to devour us, but now they're all begging us to cooperate like grandsons."

Li Yu sat at his desk, flipping through the letter of intent for cooperation, a faint smile playing on his lips: "This is the power of technology. They don't want to cooperate; they want to get on Longteng's fast track."

Tell them that cooperation is possible, but the rules must be set by us.

"Understood!" Lou Zhenhua replied excitedly, then turned to relay the instructions.

The leaders of those Western financial groups, though heartbroken at the prospect of these conditions, dared not voice any objections.

What has attracted even more global attention is the Russians from the north.

After an emergency meeting in the Ministry of Industry building in Moscow, the Russian delegation, carrying a thick cooperation plan, boarded a special plane bound for Beijing.

Upon meeting, the other party eagerly stated, "Chief Engineer Li, we are willing to offer the oil and gas extraction rights in Siberia, as well as our most advanced aero-engine technology, in exchange for satellite technical support! We hope to establish a long-term strategic partnership with China!"

"It's a pleasure to work with you." Li Yu extended his hand and firmly grasped the other person's hand.

The news caused a global uproar.

No one expected that China and Russia, whose relationship was once cold, would quickly ease their tensions and form a strategic alliance because of Li Yu's technology.

In an instant, the world's attention was focused on Longteng Electronics and on Li Yu.