"Don't worry about that, just tell me if you can fix it."
"Of course I can!"
Gu Minghui patted his chest and agreed without hesitation. Whether it ends up getting fixed or not, his first priority was to get his hands on the technology of the Pioneer interstellar cruiser.
Ye Qingzhou wasn't naive; he knew exactly what Gu Minghui was up to, but he didn't mind: "Let's be clear, you've got to try every possible way to fix the battleship, don't break it for me, and I won't pay a single penny for the repairs—can you agree to that?"
"No problem, do you think I care about that little repair fee?"
Gu Minghui naturally didn't mind, after all, the funds came from the Celestial Secret Research Institute, so he wouldn't have to spend a dime—it was just a matter of billing them later.
Ye Qingzhou was more than happy to find someone to repair the battleship for free, so both parties hit it off perfectly, each fulfilling their own needs.
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Min Province, Huiji City.
