Astounding Conspiracy?
Wu Jie's gaze flitted over the secret documents and then settled on Zheng's earnest and focused face.
This detestable old guy was clearly not joking this time.
Level-one combat readiness? Fighter jet escort? Secret documents? Astounding conspiracy?
If all this was just for a joke, then Zheng must have gone mad.
But obviously, it wasn't…
An air dominance fighter jet cost several hundred million yuan.
Every flight reduced the lifespan of the fighter jet, plus there was substantial fuel consumption, maintenance, and support.
The cost of operating a flight for an hour was about three hundred thousand yuan.
That is to say, just bringing Wu Jie urgently back to Tianyuan this time nearly cost a million yuan.
Would Zheng, who was so miserly, be willing to spend that much money as a joke?
He took a deep breath.
Suppressing his curiosity, Wu Jie broke the lead seal and pulled out a stack of documents.
