Shen Bing had yet to find Cowherd and Weaver Girl when he received a call from Gao Jingchuan.
"Big Boss Shen, got time to come out?" Gao Jingchuan's voice boomed.
Already nursing a headache over Cowherd and Weaver Girl, Shen Bing said, "No time. Go entertain yourself."
"You said it!" Gao Jingchuan teased.
Anyone else would have been curious, but not Shen Bing. Very few things on Earth could still pique his curiosity.
So Shen Bing simply said nothing, answering him with silence.
Gao Jingchuan waited in frustration for a few seconds. When Shen Bing refused to take the bait, he said helplessly, "Fine, you win. One of our research institutes has developed a piece of military equipment. We'd like you to come take a look and offer some suggestions to improve its functionality."
"What equipment?" Shen Bing asked. "Don't bother calling me if it's rubbish. I can't be bothered wasting my time."
Gao Jingchuan's mouth twitched. Shen Bing was probably the only person in Huaxia who dared speak that way.
But he really didn't dare get angry. He continued, "Of course it isn't rubbish. The institute put a tremendous amount of effort into developing it. Its technology might not measure up to Phantom Immortal Technology's products, but it's definitely innovative and practical."
"When?" Shen Bing asked directly.
"Now!" Gao Jingchuan answered even more directly.
Shen Bing checked the time. It was exactly three in the afternoon.
"All right! Send me the coordinates," Shen Bing said.
"It's not in Rongcheng. Come to Shanghai first, and I'll pick you up," Gao Jingchuan said.
"No need," Shen Bing replied calmly. "I have my own plane. I can just bring the car along."
Gao Jingchuan fell silent for a few seconds. "You bastard, your life is far too decadent!"
"It's all right!"