Chapter 20: Laiyang Steel Pipe

"Song Han..."

"Hmm?"

Song Han covered the phone's mouthpiece and turned to look at her.

"Can you give me some other tasks to do?"

An Jian lowered her head, fidgeting with her fingers and didn't even dare to look into Song Han's eyes.

Song Han asked in confusion,

"Aren't you working as a net - admin? What else do you want to do? Wait a minute. Let me finish this phone call first."

"Manager Luo, I have a website called dao321. I wonder if you've ever used it.

Currently, the daily traffic of the website is around 8 million. I plan to put this website under the name of Jian'an Technology."

"Put it under the company's name?"

Luo Xiang was a bit puzzled.

"Are you trying to increase the company's assets?"

"You can put it that way," Song Han said.

"The thing is, this website hasn't been registered and doesn't have a legal entity. I'm afraid someone might report it one day..."

"What!!"

Luo Xiang was shocked. Although he wasn't very familiar with the Internet, based on the cases he had encountered in his studies, a website with a traffic of 8 million couldn't be considered a small one, right?

Just let it run "naked" on the Internet? Was he really not afraid that someone would misappropriate it?

"My website is quite special. It's not a regular website. You can think of it as an intersection on the Internet. Everyone passes through here on their way to different destinations."

"But where is the value of such a website? How can it make money?"

Song Han replied without hesitation,

"Advertising!

It's like an intersection with eight million people passing by every day. How much money can you earn by putting up billboards by the roadside every day!

Open your mind! Broaden your horizons!"

Across the street from Song Han's internet café, inside a residential house, Wang Wei, who was monitoring Song Han's phone call, couldn't help but want to point at Song Han's nose and scold him.

If it weren't for the Security Bureau helping Song Han fend off those complaints and malicious registration applications, just the fines from the complaints would have bankrupted him!

There'd be no way he'd have the spare money to open a company and hire an agent.

If it weren't for the plan to draw the snake out of its hole, they wouldn't have gone through so much trouble and taken such a round - about way.

After all, they had protected him well before. Suddenly leaking information from their local area might easily arouse suspicion.

After hanging up the phone, looking at the document requirements sent by Luo Xiang in the email, Song Han felt a headache coming on.

"How nice it would be to have a secretary!"

"By the way, An Jian, what did you want to say just now?"

Seeing the other person's nervous look, Song Han shook his head helplessly.

"I also paid you last month's salary. Why don't you buy some clothes that fit you?"

"You paid too much..."

"Is 2000 yuan a lot?

You're working as both a net - admin and a cleaner. In fact, I'm the one who's making a profit.

What else do you want to do now?"

An Jian looked up seriously and said,

"I've seen you often drawing frames on the computer when you're free. I can do that too!"

Song Han frowned.

"You spend six hours at school every day, and it also takes you two hours to clean the place up every day. Plus, you're on duty at the front desk. Do you have enough time?"

"But I don't have anything to do at the front desk."

Song Han looked up at the empty internet café and slapped his forehead hard.

"I was negligent. I'll create an account for you later. You can do some training when you're free.

Also, find some time on the weekend to buy a couple of new outfits!

Your clothes are all frayed!"

An Jian tugged at the tight - fitting shirt on her body and lowered her head as she explained,

"There are a lot of people in my family, so I gave the money to them."

Song Han frowned and was about to say something when the faint siren sound outside interrupted his train of thought.

"What's that sound?"

"What sound??"

In the monitoring room, Wang Wei suddenly turned around.

"Where's that air - raid siren coming from?"

"Check it out right away!!"

There was a flurry of activity in the monitoring room. Wang Wei also nervously picked up the phone and kept asking questions.

"Report!"

"Speak!"

"An unknown flying object is rapidly approaching from the northeast!"

"What is it?"

Wang Wei held the earphone to his ear and shouted at his colleague at the high - altitude observation post.

"It's too dark to see clearly. There's a tail flame. It seems to be a fighter jet?"

"Bullshit!"

"Why would there be an air - raid siren for a fighter - jet training mission in an inland city?"

"Not good! It's heading towards the target!"

Hearing this, Wang Wei was shocked.

He rushed to the window and just as he pulled open the curtain, a cruise missile with a diameter of twenty centimeters and a length of two meters flew past his eyes at high speed, speeding towards the only well - lit commercial building, the internet café, not far away!

The distance of just a few dozen meters, which usually took less than a second, seemed incredibly long in Wang Wei's eyes. He could even clearly see the name "Laiyang Steel Pipe Factory" on the missile body, which was deeply imprinted in his mind.

With a deafening explosion!

Fierce tongues of fire spurted out in all directions!

The shockwave sent shattered brick fragments flying everywhere!

"Rescue the people!!!"

...

"Report!"

"Speak!"

"The preliminary detection report of the explosion site is out. Based on the detection of the residues at the explosion site, it has been confirmed that the filling of the warhead of the missile is a homemade powerful ammonium nitrate composite explosive with a detonation velocity of 3200 meters per second."

"Ammonium nitrate composite explosive?"

"It's just high - nitrogen fertilizer mixed with sugar!"

"Have you found the launch point?"

"Based on the military radar positioning, we've initially locked down the general area. Now the military, along with the armed police and the police, are conducting a thorough search."

"Where is it?"

"It's in the industrial area, seven kilometers northeast of the city center."

After a long silence, a sigh broke the stillness.

"Is he okay?"

"The L - shaped load - bearing structure inside the building blocked most of the impact, but both of his tibias were crushed and couldn't be saved."

"What about that little girl?"

"Only one of her legs was found..."

...

"Where am I?"

"You're awake?"

Song Han's voice woke up Liu Qian, who was dozing off beside him.

Having stayed up all night and being under high - level mental stress, with the sense of security brought by the colleagues on strict guard and the hospital environment, Liu Qian's tense nerves finally relaxed, and she couldn't stop yawning.

She rubbed her eyes and walked to the hospital bed. Meanwhile, another colleague quickly headed to the duty room to call the on - duty doctor.

Song Han reached out to pull back the quilt and get out of bed, but the excruciating pain all over his body made him wonder if he had been rolled over by a stone roller back and forth.

The sudden intense pain made Song Han groan involuntarily and also brought a moment of clarity to his mind.

"Where is An Jian?"

Liu Qian didn't answer. She picked up the iodine - soaked cotton swabs beside the bed and gently wiped the cold sweat and bloodstains on Song Han's face.

"Hold on a little longer. The doctor will be here soon."

"You'll be fine now that you're awake!"

In the ward, the doctor lifted the thin quilt covering Song Han, revealing his body wrapped like a mummy with missing parts.

"You've passed the critical period. The post - injury pain will take some time to subside.

I'll prescribe some painkillers later. You won't feel that much pain once the medicine takes effect."

Song Han ignored the doctor's instructions. He frowned as he looked at his missing lower legs. Enduring the excruciating pain, he asked again,

"Where is An Jian!"

"She's dead!"

At this moment, a loud voice came from outside the ward.

"That precision - guided rocket was loaded with at least ten kilograms of high - explosive.

Fortunately, your internet café is an independent commercial building outside the residential area. Apart from the two of you, there are no other casualties for now."

Song Han looked at the person coming in. Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, he angrily asked through clenched teeth,

"I need an explanation!"

After a moment of silence, the visitor looked a bit dejected.

"I'll give you an explanation, but before that, we also need an explanation from you!"

Precision - guided rockets are currently a key national defense project. There are numerous issues to be addressed in aspects such as missile - body control, navigation methods, and data processing.

The wreckage of that rocket doesn't have much research value at present. However, from its take - off to its ultra - high - precision zero - error hit, it implies a great deal.

Do you know that currently, the most advanced cruise missile in the world only has an accuracy of 10 meters! 

And the width of the frontage of your internet café is only 2 meters!"

Song Han stared coldly at the visitor.

At this moment, no one regarded the little boy on the hospital bed as a minor anymore.

"I can also provide this technology. What about your explanation?"

Liu Qian stared at Song Han with wide - open eyes. Only at this moment did she realize that she had never truly understood him.

In response to Song Han, the visitor gave a military salute.

The visitor took off his military cap and epaulets, placed them at the foot of Song Han's bed, silently saluted him, and then turned around and walked out of the ward.

"Two bars and two stars."

"Who is he?"

"He's our director..."