A Conversation with the Big Shots

Capital City.

It was Gao Jing's first time entering this compound known as the World's Number One Courtyard. Before, he had only seen scenes from inside it in the news, films, and television dramas.

Now that he had stepped inside, the sights before his eyes overlapped with the images in his memories, giving him a strange and wonderful feeling.

After passing through layers of security checks, Gao Jing was led by a staff member into a small meeting room in the inner courtyard.

Five elderly men were already seated inside, two of them dressed in military uniforms.

Gao Jing's heart jolted.

All five of them were figures who frequently appeared on television news!

Gao Jing knew that the request he had conveyed to the higher-ups through Zhao Xingguo was outrageous.

He felt deeply honored.

"Elder Zhang, Elder Chen, Elder Lu..."

Gao Jing took the initiative to greet the five big shots. "Hello."

"Hello."

The big shots rose and shook hands with Gao Jing one after another, all of them remarkably amiable.

After everyone sat down again, a staff member brought Gao Jing tea before leaving the meeting room.

"Cough, cough!"

The big shot surnamed Zhang, seated in the middle, coughed twice and went straight to the point. "Mr. Gao Jing, we all want to know what you intend to do with this weapon."

He asked bluntly, his gaze fixed on Gao Jing with piercing sharpness.

The request Gao Jing had made was more than outrageous—it was simply earth-shattering.

If it had been an ordinary person, they would have been treated as mentally ill on the spot!

A weapon of national importance could not possibly be sold, not to an individual citizen, nor even to an allied nation.

"I encountered an enemy."

Gao Jing answered in a deep voice, "An enemy