Chapter 249: Bridal Gift

Wang Tiezhu's "Imperial Kidney" incident spread like a warm, smoky current among the frontline builders of the New Era, greatly bridging the gap between the leader and the grassroots. In the living quarters, the Ark Sisters Tea Party's "friendly visit" to Xia Wan's home had temporarily ended; Xia Madam's gentle yet cautious responses left the girls with little substantive information, yet the relationship between Xia Wan and Qin Feng—her cry of "brother"—grew even more enigmatic, inviting speculation.

Amid this fragile calm, both inside and out, a document arrived at her desk—formal in format, yet so absurd that Su Wenqian's brow furrowed.

The sender was the Legal Department of Pandora Corporation; the recipient was unmistakably Qin Feng.

The document's title read: "Consultation Letter Regarding the Marriage Arrangement Between Ms. Lilith and Mr. Qin Feng, as Well as Pre-Marital Asset Agreements and Bridal Gift Provisions."

Su Wenqian suppressed the urge to delete the document outright and skimmed it rapidly. It brimmed with legal jargon, yet its core message was blunt: Pandora unilaterally deemed the "marriage" between Lilith and Qin Feng inevitable, and now formally sought consultation on the ownership and management of "pre-marital" assets (primarily Pandora Corporation's equity and holdings), as well as the "bridal gift" Qin Feng's side must pay—implicitly suggesting the exchange of certain core New Era technologies.

This was no longer mere absurd fantasy—it was a naked act of provocation and extortion, cloaked in legal guise! Attempting to defile the Master's reputation and covet New Era's core technologies through such ridiculous means!

Anger surged in Su Wenqian's chest, but years of discipline brought her back to calm. She took the document to Qin Feng's office.

"Master, take a look at this." Su Wenqian placed the document before Qin Feng, her voice cold and restrained.

Qin Feng was reviewing the latest deep-space environmental data from Pioneer One. At her words, he lifted his head, glanced at the document's title, and showed no expression—as if it were merely an irrelevant flyer.

He didn't even bother reading the content. He simply asked: "Bridal gift? What do they want?"

Su Wenqian took a deep breath and replied: "The document implies they wish us to offer certain core technologies as… the 'bridal gift.'"

"Core technologies?" Qin Feng repeated, his tone unreadable.

"Yes," Su Wenqian nodded. "Including, but not limited to, our demonstrated energy technologies, materials technologies, and the underlying principles of our geological monitoring system."

This was pure delusion.

Qin Feng fell silent for a moment, then asked a question seemingly unrelated:

"Wenqian, haven't we recently shipped another batch of high-purity iridium from Africa's Iridium Mines, scheduled to transit the Strait of Malacca?"

Su Wenqian paused slightly. Though she didn't understand why the Master had suddenly asked this, she answered immediately: "Yes, Master. It's expected to arrive in the designated waters the day after tomorrow. We've chartered a vessel from Polaris Shipping, with a security detail arranged by Lei Minister accompanying it."

Qin Feng nodded, his fingers tapping lightly on the desk. His gaze returned to the absurd "consultation letter," and a faint, icy smile seemed to curl at his lips.

"Reply to Pandora," he said calmly.

Su Wenqian immediately pulled out her recording device.

"Say," Qin Feng's voice was steady, as if stating an established fact, "I will provide the bridal gift."

Su Wenqian snapped her head up, eyes wide with disbelief!

The Master… was going to give the bridal gift?! How could this be?!

Yet Qin Feng continued, his voice devoid of any emotion:

"Tell them to send a ship to wait at longitude XXX° East, latitude XXX° North in the Strait of Malacca."

"My bridal gift will be delivered there."

Su Wenqian was stunned—then, like lightning, it struck her. She instantly understood the Master's intent!

That coordinate… that stretch of sea… the Master meant to…

She suppressed her shock and replied at once: "Yes, Master! I will draft the reply immediately as you instructed!"

She could already imagine what would happen when Pandora received this reply—and foolishly dispatched a ship to that exact coordinate.

It would not be the "core technologies" they expected as bridal gift!

It would be… a "greeting" from the Deep Sea!

Qin Feng said no more, returning his attention to the deep-space data.

As if the earlier arrangement—charged with thunderous fury and biting mockery—were merely brushing away a speck of dust.

Lilith and her absurd "marriage" farce had already grown tiresome.

It was time to make them fully awake—with a method they could understand.

Su Wenqian exited the office and immediately began drafting the reply. A cold, faint smile touched her lips.

Want a bridal gift?

Fine.

Let's see if you, Pandora… can handle the "gift" the Master is about to send!