"It's just a pile of scrap metal? I have plenty in my recycling station. Vivienne can take it for free. As much as you want."
"Is this thing worth 100 million? Don't let it cost you your pants and you won't have anything to wear when you want to."
"This is the first time I've seen such a stupid man. Is he trying to seduce Vivienne like in idol dramas? He's still not on the right path at his age. When will a man stop being so confident?"
I ignored everyone's ridicule and just bent down to tear open the carton.
"Why don't you take another look at what this is?"
The live broadcast room was still filled with ridicule.
"I've seen it, but it's still rotten iron. Is it because the system didn't help you? Or did you not wipe off the eye mucus from your dream?"
I raised a finger and shook it.
"No, no, no, this is not ordinary iron."
“This is a titanium alloy part.”
"It's aerospace—"
Before I could finish my words, the leader of the central command office called me, and his voice was so sharp that it almost pierced my eardrums.
"Grant, what did you do? Why is your face in the live broadcast room? Did you forget that you signed a non-disclosure agreement?"
"Also, where are the parts I asked you to deliver? And what's with the cardboard box on the ground?"
I glanced at Vivienne, she was still smiling.
"Boss, this is what happened. Someone broke the parts and they are no longer usable."
"That person said that stepping on my parts was a waste of her time and energy, and she wanted me to pay her 100 million."
The leader exploded instantly.
"Say it again? What happened to the aerospace engineering parts?"
"Did that guy get kicked in the head by a donkey? That's the latest material that has just been made! If the backup of Chang'e 5 fails, he will have to spend the rest of his life in jail!"
When everyone saw that I was serious, the laughter got louder and louder.
I squatted down and examined the parts carefully.
"Preliminary inspection shows that the interface is damaged and cannot complete the task normally. We need to activate the backup plan."
Considering the confidentiality of the mission, I did not go into details.
But Vivienne found the loophole.
He kicked the phone away from my ear and half of my ear was covered in blood.
"Have you pretended enough? Not only do you pretend by yourself, but you also want to involve extras?"
The phone fell to the ground and accidentally triggered the speakerphone.
The leader is extremely anxious.
"Grant? How are you? Where are the parts? Protect the parts, I'll arrange for someone to come over right away!"
Vivienne came closer and shouted:
"You are the actor he hired? Don't play dumb with me! You want to blackmail me with a bunch of junks? That doesn't make sense! The legal department of Lancaster Consortium is no pushover!"
The leader was stunned for a second, then burst into laughter.
"Do you know what those parts are made of? How dare you say that?"
"Those are aerospace engineering parts! They all use the latest technology!"
After that, everyone including Vivienne laughed.
"Hahaha, are you crazy? Hypochondria? Aerospace engineering, and he's just a poor guy driving a Ford Transit Van?"
"I'm so scared, I almost peed my pants. How about you fly the space shuttle out for us to see?"
"What, you don't dare anymore? You're silent? Grant, the actors you found are no good!"
The leader spoke after ten seconds:
"I have contacted the Federal Space Security Bureau and the local garrison. I will grant you your wish!"
After hanging up the phone, Vivienne's mocking voice could no longer be suppressed.
"Theo, you didn't tell me before you got married that there was a mental illness in your family. It can't be hereditary, right?"
I laughed too, but it was a sneer.
"We'll know who's sick soon."
Vivienne simply rolled her eyes.
"It's a waste of time. Let's get married first."
The wedding march was just halfway through when the buzz of a helicopter was suddenly heard outside.
