"Although they deployed anti-aircraft weapons in advance, they still failed to attack and suffered considerable losses."

“And, when I first arrived, I received a letter of accountability.”

Sadam laughed and said, "That would be interesting. If we can drag Bao Junyi into this, it would be much easier for us."

"After all, Miracle Group's military and industrial strength is not bad, and it has a lot of advanced weapons and equipment."

The secretary said anxiously, "It should be difficult. They are not that easy to fool."

"This time we may have to ask Iran for an explanation, but there is no chance of any conflict breaking out."

Sadamu smiled meaningfully and said, "You're right. What if the enemy is too stupid?"

Secretary: “…”

The next morning.

As soon as the sky began to turn pale, Jia Yuezheng hurried to Bao Junyi's office.

His face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. His steps were quick, and his leather shoes made a "tapping" sound on the floor. As soon as he entered the door, he went straight to Bao Junyi's desk.

"You mean, there was no response from the other party?"

Bao Junyi raised his head from the documents, his eyes fixed on Jia Yuezheng, with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

"Not even an apology?"

He asked again, his voice unconsciously rising a few degrees, and his eyes revealed anger.

Jia Yuezheng nodded heavily, his brows knitted into the shape of a "川" character, and said helplessly: "Yes, we have sent several faxes, but they are like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no splash at all now."

"What?!"