Chapter 13: Online Release
At that moment, a knock sounded at the door, followed by Liu Sisi’s voice from outside.
“Boss, I have something to report to you.”
Jiang Jin replied, “Come in.”
Wu Qingya sprang up as if electrocuted, her eyes filled with silent grievance as she looked at Jiang Jin.
When the door opened and Liu Sisi entered, she caught sight of Jiang Jin lying on the floor and Wu Qingya standing beside him, her cheeks flushed as she tidied her clothes.
(Boss and Miss Wu were just…?)
(Good heavens, if I walked in on the boss’s private matter, would I get fired?)
Jiang Jin inwardly cursed himself for the oversight. How could he have forgotten about this? No wonder Wu Qingya’s look was so resentful!
Now, how could he explain himself? Claim they were just sparring?
Would Liu Sisi believe that?
Liu Sisi stood stunned for a moment or two, then turned toward the door to leave.
Jiang Jin quickly called out, “Wait, it’s not what you think.”
Liu Sisi assured him, “Don’t worry, boss. I didn’t see anything.”
Wu Qingya rolled her eyes dramatically. She had said she saw nothing, but one could imagine how badly she misunderstood the situation!
All Jiang Jin’s fault for not waiting longer before letting Liu Sisi in.
Now, look at the mess of misunderstandings he had caused.
Jiang Jin explained, “It really isn’t what you think. I was just sparring with Miss Wu.”
He then hurriedly recounted the whole incident and clarified Wu Qingya’s identity.
He didn’t care much about himself, but Wu Qingya’s reputation must never be tarnished by his hand!
After hearing this, Liu Sisi exhaled softly, “Ah, so Miss Wu isn’t your girlfriend?”
Wu Qingya gave Jiang Jin a teasing glance.
This guy was distancing himself from any romantic relationship. Could he be eyeing Liu Sisi now?
Jiang Jin smiled faintly, a hint of helpless honesty in his eyes: “I wish she were my girlfriend, but she’s not. Last time, she was just a guest.”
Jiang Jin’s words comforted Wu Qingya somewhat; this guy’s taste wasn’t totally off.
Liu Sisi felt a subtle ripple within her heart. Since Miss Wu wasn’t the boss’s girlfriend, did that mean she had a chance?
Wait… Liu Sisi, what are you thinking? He’s your boss!
Jiang Jin smiled wryly and continued, “I thought I was quite strong, but Qingya’s skills are incredible. She took me down in no time.”
He shrugged helplessly, thinking to himself that the battle pills must be fake—he had taken three already and still wasn’t a match for Wu Qingya.
“System, give me back my 3,000 system points!”
Wu Qingya’s lips curved into a faint smile, admiration gleaming in her eyes: “You really are strong. With your skills, even a well-trained special forces soldier wouldn’t stand a chance.”
Jiang Jin frowned slightly, puzzled, his gaze fixed on Wu Qingya: “Then I don’t understand. If even trained special forces can’t beat me, how did you manage to defeat me so easily?”
Wu Qingya shook her head gently, her smile deepening: “That’s my secret.”
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Jiang Jin raised an eyebrow. A rich young lady with such formidable skills—that was unusual.
Woman, you’ve truly piqued my interest this time!
Suddenly shifting gears, Jiang Jin turned his attention away from Wu Qingya: “Sisi, what’s your report?”
Liu Sisi replied, “The T1100-grade carbon fiber production line developed by Supernova Technology Laboratory has been fully installed. The workers, under the engineers’ guidance, have already started production.”
Jiang Jin glanced at Wu Qingya but saw no surprise on her face. Confused, he realized he was the only one unaware.
When he came to the company, there was no sign of the T1100-grade production line—yet now it was installed and operational? And everyone else seemed to know about it!
So the system really had altered the timeline!
“System, can you give me a heads-up next time? It’s awful to be completely in the dark!”
Silence was the only answer.
Well, this system was far from intelligent—no customer support either. Poor rating!
Supernova Technology Laboratory’s pace was indeed rapid.
Liu Sisi added another piece of news: “Also, Zhang Mingchao has been released from prison and is trending on Weibo. I think this is a great opportunity to boost the company’s influence.”
Jiang Jin’s brow furrowed in thought, murmuring, “Zhang Mingchao? That name sounds familiar…”
Curious, he took out his phone and logged into Weibo, quickly finding the topic ranked twelfth on the trending list:
#Zhang Mingchao, arrested for carbon fiber embargo violations, released today#
A bright flash of realization struck Jiang Jin’s mind.
He remembered—Zhang Mingchao was a Chinese businessman.
Back in 2013, he attempted to smuggle a batch of T800 carbon fiber into China from the United States at $400 per kilogram but was caught by customs and charged with espionage.
The incident had caused a huge stir in China, especially in materials science circles.
Because carbon fiber carried significant military value, Western countries had imposed embargoes on China.
Even low-end carbon fiber used for fishing rods, bicycles, and badminton rackets was not sold.
Fortunately, Chinese scientists were impressive, achieving mass production of T300, T700, and T800-grade carbon fibers, driving prices down to rock bottom.
For example, T800, which sold for $400 per kilogram in 2013, now cost only 400 Chinese yuan per kilogram—a dramatic drop. T700 was even cheaper at 200 yuan per kilogram.
What they called the “developed country crusher”—a tactical lean back.
However, China still couldn’t mass-produce T1000 and T1100-grade carbon fiber, which remained priced in the thousands.
Only two companies in the world could mass-produce this grade—one American, one Japanese.
“Mr. Zhang, China can now mass-produce T800-grade carbon fiber. You no longer need to risk your life smuggling it in.”
“Hey, the boss doesn’t know yet? Japan can mass-produce T1100-grade carbon fiber, but your country can’t!”
“T800 is no longer cutting-edge tech; T1100 is!”
“To be honest, China’s tech is still twenty years behind developed countries!”
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Chinese detractors stirred up trouble under the comment.
Some prominent trolls launched a hashtag campaign: #ChinaCannotMassProduceT1100#
“Face the facts: China’s tech is far behind developed countries.”
“Little patriots, here’s the reality of your beloved China’s tech.”
“This shows that humanity’s hope to conquer the stars lies with the West!”
“That may be true, but we must have faith in China and its scientists!”
“I believe China will mass-produce T1100-grade carbon fiber soon!”
Rational netizens acknowledged the truth without denial or despair.
“China has always marched forward despite global skepticism. What’s a little hardship?”
But the trolls did their best to mock.
“Do you know how hard mass-producing T1100-grade carbon fiber is? Harder than building a nuclear bomb!”
“Your country can’t even make a ballpoint pen tip, yet you want to make T1100-grade fiber?”
“Your industry is big but weak, stuck in low-end manufacturing. High-tech still depends on the West!”
Seeing these comments, Jiang Jin trembled with rage, drenched in cold sweat despite the summer heat.
“Sisi, get the company’s official Weibo account verified as fast as possible. Tell me how much it costs—I want to post.”
Liu Sisi responded promptly, “Yes, boss!”
Nearby, Wu Qingya also observed the Weibo uproar, her brows knitted tightly, anger clearly written across her face.
“How do you plan to respond?” she asked, eyes locked on Jiang Jin.
Jiang Jin snorted coldly, a defiant curve tugging at his mouth: “What else can I do but confront it head-on?”
With that, he shrugged and pulled out his phone to dial Liu Zhi.
“Director Liu, I have some good news to share…”
Thanks to financial resources, Liu Sisi completed the Weibo enterprise verification in just four hours.
“We were once thought incapable of making nuclear bombs, yet we completed tests from fission bombs to hydrogen bombs in record time.”
“They thought we couldn’t build aircraft carriers—now the 002 is launched, and the 003 is on its way.”
“They doubted our fifth-generation fighter jets—while the U.S. dismantled its production line in despair.”
“They claimed we couldn’t make ballpoint pen tips—after Tai Steel produced a batch, two Western competitors went bankrupt.”
“Now they think we can’t mass-produce T1100-grade carbon fiber.”
Below was a blurry photo of the T1100-grade carbon fiber production line, overlaid with four large red characters: Coming Soon!