Fu Wentao picked up the document and glanced at it. He showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Well done, what conditions did he propose?"

"He didn't make any additional requests."

"Oh?" Fu Wentao raised his head in surprise, "Haha, he's quite a character."

Qi Yun agreed: "This guy does have some charisma."

Fu Wentao nodded slightly, his eyes falling on the blank space in the signature area: "Why hasn't it been signed yet?"

"I thought I'd check with you first, Brother..." Qi Yun explained with a smile.

He was speaking the truth. This 8% share of ASML was very crucial, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it directly concerned the development of the semiconductor industry in the mainland.

Not only was Fu Wentao very attentive to this matter, but even the one in Beijing kept a constant watch. Therefore, Qi Yun wanted to ask Fu Wentao first in case he had other plans.

Although these 8% shares were extremely valuable, if Fu Wentao asked for them, Qi Yun wouldn't hesitate to give them to him.

Because over this journey, the help the latter provided far exceeded the value of these shares.

After hearing this, Fu Wentao was momentarily stunned and then looked deeply at Qi Yun with a gaze full of comfort and reflection.

"You've become quite shrewd." He put down the document and pointed at Qi Yun, laughingly scolding him, and then handed over the pen beside him, "Hurry up and sign it. What's yours is yours; no one can take it away."

"If someone else wants them later, they'd have to pay with real money."

"Alright." Qi Yun nodded with a smile.

Since Fu Wentao had spoken, Qi Yun no longer hesitated, picked up the pen, and signed his name.

"All done, put it away."

Seeing him finished, Fu Wentao waved his hand, "Later have someone fax a copy back to the team over there in Taiwan, and then contact Wei Zhe. I want to talk about the subsequent matters with him."

"Alright." Qi Yun agreed and left the office.

....

The next day, Qi Yun visited the hospital to check on Harris's injury.

This guy was generally immersed in debauchery, and his body was quite weak. With such serious injuries this time, his recovery was slower than expected.

When Qi Yun entered the ward, Harris was flirting with a hot-bodied female nurse.

Though he was black, wearing a limited-edition Patek Philippe on his wrist, coupled with his seasoned flirting skills, he had the sexy nurse giggling and blushing.

"Don't move around... your arm hasn't healed yet...."

"Ahem~"

An ill-timed cough interrupted the amorous atmosphere in the ward.

Hearing the sound, Harris turned his head and saw Qi Yun at the door, immediately breaking into a wide grin. Yet, with his bandaged look, he appeared somewhat amusing.

"Qi! My God, it's so good to see you!"

The female nurse quickly adjusted her skirt and hurriedly escaped the ward with her head down.

"Hey! Don't leave, Miss Lucy. We haven't finished our conversation about astrology..." Harris called out to the nurse's retreating back, but she didn't look back.

"Seems I came at a bad time?" Qi Yun pulled out a chair and sat down, teasing him.

"Oh, buddy, you have to understand me. Lying here all day is really boring. I need some nice things to soothe my wounded body and soul."

Harris spread his uninjured hand, looking innocent, "Besides, Miss Lucy is indeed an angel. She eased my pain significantly."

Qi Yun shook his head, too lazy to continue bantering with him: "I'm here to tell you something; I'm heading back to the country today."

He said, pulling out his phone and finding Carlson's number, "Take note of this number. If you encounter that kind of trouble again, contact him directly."

Harris was momentarily confused, then took the phone from the cabinet and saved the number.

"Buddy, who is he?"

"The one who sent you to the hospital last time."

Qi Yun had promised to help Harris personally seek revenge once he recovered, but since things happened suddenly, he could only give him Carlson's contact.

"Also, I have a little brother in Alaska with a gang called the Wild Wolf Gang. Send them some weapons..."

...

Leaving the hospital, Qi Yun headed straight to the airport, with his destination being Beijing.

This sudden action was entirely due to the call from Xiao Hanguang early in the morning.

The nuclear-powered seawater desalination technology of Sethe, from the domestic top expert team's urgent verification and evaluation over the past few days, had concluded.

This technology was not only revolutionary but its strategic value far exceeded the initial estimates!

Not only could it achieve large-scale seawater desalination at very low costs, but crucially, Sethe revealed that with modifications, this technology could potentially be replicated in the power generation industry in the future.

In other words, this wasn't just a technology to solve water resource problems but a key that might open doors to other fields, with effects potentially extending to future space exploration!

For this reason, after Xiao Hanguang's uncle announced this at the seven-member meeting, it immediately drew significant attention.

The various big figures had different reactions, some solemn, some excited, some deep in thought, but without exception, all had sharp glints in their eyes.

As the primary driving force behind this matter, Comrade Qi Yun was also going back to receive formal recognition.

When the plane landed, it was morning in Beijing.

Qi Yun tightened his coat, and as he stepped off the aircraft stairs, he saw Xiao Hanguang waving at him from not far away.

"So you've personally come to meet me, Director Xiao, how could I possibly deserve this..." Qi Yun quickly stepped forward, grinning courteously.

"Cut the crap, get in the car." Xiao Hanguang patted his arm with force.

Qi Yun could clearly sense the excitement emanating from Xiao Hanguang. He turned and instructed Brother Quan before opening the car door and getting in.

The car gradually started moving. Qi Yun glanced around and saw there were no outsiders in the car; even the driver was one of Xiao Hanguang's trusted aides, so he directly asked: "Is there any good news?"

Xiao Hanguang shook his head, speaking with implication: "Some things aren't for you to know yet, but the person you brought back is very crucial."

"Your personal commendation ceremony is tomorrow morning; first, come with me to meet my uncle."

"Alright." Qi Yun asked no further questions.

Forty minutes later, the car passed through numerous checkpoints, entering a tranquil and solemn courtyard, stopping in front of a quaint building.

"We're here." Xiao Hanguang got out of the car first, adjusting his collar.

Qi Yun followed closely, observing his surroundings.

The two of them walked through a silent corridor, arriving at the entrance of a study.

Xiao Hanguang knocked on the door, then entered only after receiving permission from inside.

Seeing them come in, the elder behind the desk looked up with calm eyes, gazing at Qi Yun.

Meanwhile, Qi Yun was also observing the elder.

Having weathered many storms, he no longer felt as nervous facing such a distinguished figure as he did initially, maintaining an appearance of calm.

The elder gestured with his hand: "Hanguang, go have some tea next door. I'd like a few words with Comrade Xiao Qi alone."

"Alright." Xiao Hanguang made eye contact with Qi Yun, then turned and left, gently closing the door behind him. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Now, only Qi Yun and the elder were left in the study.

"Xiao Qi, come over and sit." The elder pointed to the chair opposite his desk, his voice warm.

"Yes." Qi Yun obediently stepped forward, sitting upright in the chair, his posture straight and his gaze level.

"No need to be so formal."

The elder chuckled, picked up the purple clay teapot on the table, and poured Qi Yun a cup of tea, "When you donated cultural relics last time, Hanguang mentioned you to me. I've wanted to meet this young man for some time but never found the right opportunity; have a drink."

"Thank you, sir." Qi Yun stood up, accepted the teacup with both hands, and thanked him.

The elder gestured downward, signaling him to sit at ease.

Once Qi Yun was seated again, he continued leisurely: "Hanguang speaks very highly of you; he rarely praises young people to me."

"You've done exceptionally well this time, proving his words right."

"I dare not claim credit for serving the country; I only did what I could." Qi Yun set down his cup, skillfully using this response.

The elder laughed heartily, nodding slowly: "Good, very good."

He lifted his teacup for a sip, then suddenly looked earnestly at Qi Yun: "Do you have any wishes? Or are there any difficulties you need help with?"

"As long as you speak it in this room, I can grant it."