After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

The armed soldiers who stepped forward stopped in their tracks.

Eden's uncertain voice came from the other side of the phone, "Miss Song?"

"it's me."

"Which bastard doesn't have eyes, dare to block Miss Song's way!" Eden's voice became tense and angry in an instant, "Miss Song, tell me their numbers, and I will deal with them seriously."

"No need. So can we go now?"

"Of course, of course! Miss Song is safe and sound."

Song Jing hung up the phone.

The domineering armed soldier immediately put his legs together and saluted her, "Miss Song, thank you."

Although they don't know who this Miss Song is from, it must be difficult to make their chief so careful to please her.

If Miss Song reported their numbers just now, they would definitely be punished.

Song Jing held Shi Yan's hand and turned his head to continue walking.

"Are you familiar with Eden?" Shi Yan asked.

"I'm not familiar with you." The reason why Song Jing obtained Eden's phone number was to guard against the current situation.

Shi Yan squinted his eyes, the more he got in touch with, the more secrets the little girl had.

Several people got on the plane, Qi Shang booked business class, Song Jing naturally sat next to Shi Yan.

Song Jing started to sleep after getting on the plane, and went straight to the Imperial Capital International Airport.

out of the airport.

Sha Manyin stopped, "Xiao Jing'er, I have other things to do, so I won't go with you."

Song Jing headed.

Sha Manyin turned back and smiled at Qi Shang, "Brother Shang, see you next time."

"Goodbye." They had already exchanged contact information on the plane, Qi Shang said: "If you need help, you can contact me."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not be polite to you." Sha Manyin waved his hand to stop a taxi and left.

"Brother Yan, I'll go home first."

"Say hello to Mrs. Qi for me."

"Okay." Qi Shang also left.

"Where are we going?" Song Jing asked.

"Go back to the banquet house."

Song Jing headed.

The two returned to the banquet house, and the butler had asked the chef to prepare the meals in advance.

After dinner, Song Jing lazily nestled on the sofa with Yan Zai and Shi Zai in his arms, drawing with a pen and paper.

Shi Yan had business to do, and was going to the base. He saw Song Jing painting something, so he simply called Xiang Wenxing and the others to bring the work home.

Shi Yan came over after making a call, stood behind the sofa and glanced at what Song Jing had drawn in his notebook, "Parts?"

"Yeah." Song Jing raised his chin to look at him, "Going out?"

"Don't go out. Ask Xiang Wenxing and the others to bring the work here." Shi Yan drove the kitten and wolf cub away, sat next to Shi Yan, peeled grapes and fed them to Song Jing.

Song Jing moved his body and leaned against his arm, continued to draw, and opened his mouth when the grapes were brought to his mouth.

This is what Xiang Wenxing and the others saw when they came.

Xiang Wenxing was very accepting of the fact that brother Yan and sister Jing completely turned into father-boyfriends when they were together.

But Jiawu and Jialiu, who saw Song Jing for the first time, were a little shocked.

When did they see such a warm aura in their master?

"Brother Yan, Sister Jing." Xiang Wenxing stepped forward with a smile.

"Sit." Shi Yan raised his chin slightly, signaling them to sit on the sofa opposite.

Xiang Wenxing sat down very naturally, Jiawu and Jialiu were taken aback, they are talking about business and dealing with work, and they are not avoiding Miss Song?

Song Jing also raised his eyebrows slightly, "Aren't you going to the study?"

"No need." Shi Yan fed the last grape into her mouth, "You draw yours."

Song Jing moved his body, and stood up from the sofa with long legs, "It affects my painting. You talk about it, and I will go over there to paint."

Shi Yan raised his eyebrows, did the little girl avoid it on purpose, because she didn't want to interfere with his work?

Song Jing casually found a section of the corridor and sat down on the railing, brushing and drawing with the signature pen on the paper, without any mistakes in writing.

Several sheets of paper, each with different parts drawn on it, combined to form a new type of aircraft graphics.

After painting this, Song Jing drew another one.

Different from the previous detailed drawings, this design drawing is directly a complete aircraft model, but the names of each part are marked.

After Song Jing finished painting, Shi Yan and the others hadn't finished talking.

She put the pen and paper aside, took out her phone and started playing games.

"Sister Jing, let's go." Xiang Wenxing waved to Song Jing.

Song Jing nodded indifferently.

When Shi Yan came out, he leaned over and picked her up, turned around and entered the room, "I'm going out for a few days."

"I have something to do too. Just wait." Song Jing picked up the notebook, tore off a few pages and handed it to him.

"what?"

"You'll know when you see it."

Shi Yan put her on the sofa, then sat down and opened the drawing paper she handed over, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, "M country's stealth fighter design blueprint?"

Song Jing lazily hummed, moved his body and lay down, pillowed on his lap, "Look slowly, sleepy."

"Oh, that's right. Send this to the research institute for me." Song Jing lazily handed over another drawing.

Shi Yan raised his eyebrows, and unfolded to look at the blueprint she handed over again.

Two blueprints, it is clear at a glance whether they are intentional or not.

"Master Lingyin, how much should I pay for such a detailed breakdown of a blueprint of a fighter plane?"

Song Jing hooked the corner of his mouth, "Look around."

"Really want to transfer the money? Can't you pay for it?" Shi Yan lowered his head and poked the corner of her mouth.

Song Jing opened his mouth and bit his fingertip, "It used to be [-] million transfers, but now we have to repay the debt. Lord Shi, you make it difficult for me to do this."

"Little vest, why don't you deny it first?" Shi Yan smiled, and took out the phone, "The transfer password has been changed to your birthday, transfer it yourself."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Shi Yan turned his gaze back to the blueprint of the stealth fighter, "Just leave me some pocket money."

Song Jing opened his eyes and took the phone, "You want the blueprint of the stealth fighter, I'm too lazy to find a way to stuff it under your pillow."

Shi Yan stared at the drawing and studied it, and raised his hand to rub the top of her hair twice after hearing this.

Song Jing found out that she could unlock Shi Yan's phone directly with her face, and with a lazy smile in her eyes, she locked his phone and went to sleep.

The more Shi Yan looked at Song Jing's disassembled design drawings of the fighter, the more shocked he felt.

It's so detailed, every part is disassembled in place.

If it is not for its own research on fighter design, it will definitely not be able to do this.

After reading the drawings, Shi Yan raised his hand to beckon A to come in.

A Yi stepped forward silently.

Shi Yan handed over the blueprint for the research institute, "Send it to the research institute, and don't let their people find out who sent it."

"Yes, sir." Jia Yi took the blueprint and went down to work.

"How much commission does the institute give you?"

Song Jing raised his hand and compared a number.

"They are still as stingy as ever." Shi Yan snorted coldly, "Are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Song Jing lazily responded, and turned over on his lap, "Sleepy. Carry me to sleep."