Fang Er smiled faintly, dipped his finger in tea, and drew the outline of a B-2 bomber on the tea tray.
"Is this, this, this real?" Manager Wang was struck by lightning, completely unable to believe his eyes.
Fang Er casually wiped away the drawing and said with a chuckle, "How about now?"
Manager Wang sprang up, ran to the office door, looked around furtively like a thief, then turned back and slammed the door shut.
"Boss Fang, you can't joke about this. This is a matter of national importance!"
"I dare to say it, and I'll stake my head on it," Fang Er said, tossing the tea set on the table into the trash.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a fine purple clay teapot, proceeding to make himself tea.
Since he was going to pretend, he might as well do it thoroughly.
He returned to his desk, picked up his Apple phone, and browsed the contact list.
Just as he was about to press the dial button, he suddenly remembered something. After copying down the phone numbers one by one, he grabbed the ashtray on the desk and smashed the Apple phone to pieces.
Then, he threw the fragments out the window and took out a Meitu 30 from the drawer.
After that, he started making calls one after another.
Some say that to know anyone on Earth, you only need to go through seven intermediaries.
Whether this statement is true or not, old Wang only made four calls before getting the information he wanted.
The fifth call.
"Hello, may I speak to Commander Liu of the Lu Province Military Region? I am Wangzhe Rongyao, General Manager of the Henan Province Office of China Construction Seventh Bureau!"
"Pfft~" This time it was Fang Er's turn to spit out his tea!
Damn it, that's a name only kids born after 2010 would have!
Wangzhe Rongyao, in response to his reaction, just gave an awkward smile and continued talking to Commander Liu on the phone.
"Commander Liu, B-2 information, do you want it!"
"What B-2?"
"It's that B-2, boom, bang bang~~"
"You say it clearly!"
"Oh, it's that boom-bang-bang B-2. This is a secure line, I can't say more~"
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to understand what he was referring to, and his tone immediately became agitated.
"Tell me your location!"
"Elephant Province xxxxxxxxxx"
"Wait, I don't care where you got this information from. In five minutes, a military vehicle will pick you up. Until then, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"
"Yes!"
After hanging up, Wangzhe Rongyao returned to sit beside Fang Er, smiling apologetically, "Well, Boss Fang, this is too big a matter. Shall we find another place to talk later?"
Fang Er didn't find it surprising at all; no amount of caution would be too much for something like this.
Moreover, he was very satisfied with his action of smashing the Apple phone and switching to the Meitu, thinking that thing could be called an eavesdropping device of the White Eagles.
Five minutes later, three WZ-10 attack helicopters landed on the open ground outside the office building. Fully armed special forces soldiers rushed out of the cabins and, to the shocked eyes of the China Construction personnel, quickly surrounded the entire building.
"Bang!"
The door to room 403 was kicked open, and a colonel with his face smeared with camouflage paint saluted Wangzhe Rongyao and Fang Er.
"Gentlemen, please!"
Fang Er glanced at them. These people weren't even wearing epaulets; they seemed to be from some secret unit.
He smiled at Wangzhe Rongyao, "Let's go. After finishing your pre-Qingming Longjing, we'll go try the army's mess hall!"
After speaking, he poured out the remaining tea from the purple clay teapot, shook it a few times, and then put it back in his pocket.
Upon exiting, Wangzhe Rongyao looked at the WZ-10s in front of him with great excitement.
These things were China's sharp swords. He had never dreamed he would receive such treatment.
After the helicopters took off, a soldier produced two strips of cloth and handed them over.
"Gentlemen, please forgive us."
"Confidential unit, I understand, I understand!" Wangzhe Rongyao nodded repeatedly like a pecking chick, taking the cloth and blindfolding himself.
Fang Er also smiled and went over to do the same.
After flying for about half an hour, they were led off the plane by soldiers and, after a few turns, arrived in a room.
"For this information of yours, I personally flew a J-20 to get here. You better not be fooling me!"
As soon as he took off the blindfold, he saw an old man with white hair staring at them intently.
Wangzhe Rongyao was so intimidated by his presence that he couldn't speak, looking at Fang Er with a tremble.
Fang Er, however, remained calm and walked to the old man's side and sat down.
"Commander Liu, don't scare him too much. I'm still counting on him to work for me~"
As he spoke, he took out his phone from his pocket, opened the album, and showed Commander Liu the photos of the B-2.
There wasn't just one photo, but a series.
From the outside to the inside, all the details were clearly captured.
Commander Liu immediately recognized that these were not randomly found online, but actual on-site photographs.
"Have you had contact with the B-2?"
Fang Er nodded slightly, then stood up and looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.
"Alas~"
"Born me to the Yanhuang, nurtured me to the Huaxia!"
"When the time comes, I will repay China!"
"To be frank, I haven't just contacted this thing; I'm going to give Commander Liu a real one."
"Boom!" Commander Liu was completely flustered upon hearing this. He rushed to Fang Er and patted his shoulder, "Are you telling the truth?"
"It's true, truer than gold!" Fang Er said, staring into his eyes.
Half an hour later, the military airfield was cleared. Fang Er walked out of a hangar and said to Commander Liu, who was waiting at the entrance.
"It's inside. Go in and see for yourself."
Commander Liu looked at him doubtfully. Such a large airplane, just appearing inside out of thin air?
Was he trying to fool him?
With a half-believing attitude, he walked towards the hangar and was stunned when he saw the dark B-2.
The B-2 had a wingspan of over 50 meters, but the hangar door wasn't even that wide. How did that kid fly the plane in?
Wait, that's not right!
He had been guarding the door all along and hadn't seen anyone fly a plane in.
So, how did this B-2 get here?
He was absolutely certain that the hangar had been cleared before!
The shock of the B-2 and the doubt of its sudden appearance made his brain feel like it was throbbing.
To hell with it, it didn't matter how it appeared, as long as the B-2 was real!
He quickly walked outside. After leaving the hangar, he ordered his guards, "Pass down the order: Level One alert!"
"No one is allowed to approach this hangar. Violators will be treated as spies!"
The news was strictly sealed. Besides him and Fang Er, no one else knew that there was a B-2 in this hangar.
After returning to his office, Commander Liu made one call after another on the red phone.
After a long while, he slowly walked up to Fang Er, grabbed his hand, and said kindly.
"Comrade Fang, you have made a great contribution to the country this time!"
"Tell me, what can I, old Liu, do for you? Just ask!"
Fang Er stood up, walked to the side, and pointed to the world map on the wall. "I have no other requests, I just want to play with an island."
"Of course, not one of our own."
"You help me see where would be suitable."