Qiu Shuzhen blushed and said in shame and anger: "What woman can stand your...?"

"If this continues tonight, will I be able to walk?"

"Cough...cough cough."

Bao Junyi smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that serious."

Qiu Shuzhen rolled her eyes at him and said, "You said it."

"Okay, I'll ask them to buy it later. You can rest here. No one will disturb you."

Qiu Shuzhen nodded silently and buried her head in the quilt with a blushing face.

Bao Junyi thought she was quite cute, so when he left, he slapped her somewhere on the face and left the cubicle.

"Big bad guy!"

However, after he left, he could still hear Qiu Shuzhen's angry voice.

...

However.

At this moment, we are in Morgan Manor in the United States.

Old Morgan was listening to George's report.

At this time, I also got a fax about the US military base in Somalia.

He said with a gloomy face: "It seems that we all underestimated that kid."

"He now possesses such strength, and was able to wipe out a group of thousands of pirates in such a short time. His private armed forces are already comparable to those of a small country."

"Master, the news is not confirmed yet. It may not be that boy's power."

"Moreover, there are a large number of aerial bomb shrapnel at the scene. They are obviously made by fighter planes. How could he have them?" said the butler George.

"Hehe, you may have forgotten."

"Did he previously acquire the Charles Aviation Manufacturing Company in Germany?"

"That company itself has strong technical capabilities. Plus, with Bao Junyi's extensive R&D funding over the years, it's reasonable for them to produce a decent fighter jet."

George said with disbelief: "Master, even if we can produce a good fighter plane."

"But it's impossible to escape the radar of our US military base in the Somalia region."

"Besides, Bao Junyi doesn't have an overseas base, so he can only fly through Hong Kong..."

"George, don't you understand now?"

"What if the fighter planes he produces are far beyond the detection range of most current radars?"

"hiss!"

George was shocked and said, "Impossible, how could he possibly produce it?"

"Now most US military bases can capture second-generation fighter jets..."

"Master, what do you mean?"

Old Morgan smiled bitterly and said, "That's right."

"It has far surpassed the second-generation fighter jets."

"Furthermore, according to the analysis of the US military conference just now, it may be close to the third generation, or even already be a third generation fighter."

George was surprised and said, "Master, this is too hard to believe."

"A private company can produce the current top fighter jet?"

"When I received the fax, I couldn't believe it either."

"However, after hearing information from various sources, I have to believe that his company is already capable of producing advanced fighter jets."

"Master, currently, only the United States and Russia can produce third-generation fighter jets."

"Moreover, it was only produced in the past two years and has just been officially put into service."

"Suddenly, a company emerged that could also produce third-generation aircraft. It's unbelievable."

Old Morgan walked to the window, and Nan Nan said, "He is no longer hiding."

"This shows that the technology is mature and can even be mass-produced."

"Master, will the United States tolerate his existence?"

"After all, if he sells a large amount to the enemy, that wouldn't be..."

"Don't worry, the US military is keeping an eye on it, and Batumi has already sent people over."

Butler George asked in confusion: "Master, why didn't that kid continue to hide? Why did he suddenly reveal himself?"

"If it's hidden, it could be a killer weapon in the future."

"He no longer needs it. Private armed forces are enough now."

"Besides, Bao Junyi's move this time was to show off his muscles and to scare others, and that monkey includes us."

George wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and didn't dare to respond.

George changed the subject and said, "Master, if he were with the young lady now..."

"Is there still a chance? After all, he loved the young lady so much before."

Old Morgan shook his head and said, "Don't think about it."

"It's even worse now. Before, there was still a glimmer of hope, but now there's not even any hope."

"How could a company with such strong technological capabilities be tied to the wealthy Morgan Consortium?"

"If that happens, the other consortiums might unite and destroy us together."

"The United States doesn't allow a single dominant consortium, let alone marriages between families like our Morgan family. We're worried that if the two families merge, it would be a disaster for them."

"well!"

At this moment, a sigh came from outside the door.

The person who came was Lucy's father, Morgan Kevin.

“Father, we don’t have a deep hatred with Bao Junyi, so we are being controlled.”

Old Morgan looked at George and said, "Go out and get busy."

"Yes, sir."

After watching George leave, he spoke slowly.

"That guy is very talented in the financial field. If we don't deal with him, Morgan's position in the financial world will easily change hands in the future."

"This is also one of the main reasons why I have been targeted."

"Because his rise will inevitably come on the backs of others. We... may be the first financial group to be shaken by his rise."

Morgan Kevin said in surprise: "Father, that's impossible."

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