"Chairman, you’ve arrived."
Across the way, Sun Mingsheng set aside his work and came over to greet him.
Pei Lingsu shifted slightly and introduced, "He is my son, also the owner of Light Blue Starry Sky; the new project is his proposal."
Zhang Xiaoman shook hands with the other party—simple acquaintanceship was made, and then they went to a neighboring vacant room to sit down.
"Mr. Sun, I’ve heard about your achievements. I am very happy that Light Blue Starry Sky could recruit someone of your talent."
After drinking some tea, Zhang Xiaoman looked at the man sitting across from him and said,
"However, I am usually busy, and I might not often come to the company. From now on, all matters related to Light Blue Starry Sky will be handled by my mother. Mr. Sun, if you have any requirements or achievements, you can talk directly to my mother, as she has full authority to manage the company."
"Understood," Mr. Sun nodded in agreement, then paused momentarily before asking:
"So, boss, the chairman mentioned you brought a high-tech product today and intend for us to start a new project to develop it; what exactly is it?"
Zhang Xiaoman nodded; this person seemed as his mother described, straightforward in speech and action, focused on research, and very efficient.
But he liked such people—straight to the point without any beating around the bush.
Sun Mingsheng and his team had already signed relevant confidentiality agreements, so he wasn’t too worried about leaks.
If someone did reveal any secrets from his company, the penalty they would bear would be astronomically high.
Of course, a confidentiality contract is just a piece of paper after all—if someone intended to betray, even if they were caught afterward, the secrets that were meant to be leaked would still be out, and it couldn’t be 100 percent secure.
However, Zhang Xiaoman wasn’t that worried about this, firstly because Sun Mingsheng and his team had a good reputation in the industry. Although it was probably too soon to talk about loyalty, he believed they could stick to the agreement.
Secondly, the world was changing, and some things couldn’t be hidden forever.
This time, the product in development was a wristwatch, and for Zhang Xiaoman, it was merely one of many pieces of black technology; even if something unexpected occurred, it wouldn’t be too heartbreaking.
However, the necessary precautions still had to be taken.
At that moment, only the three of them were in the room, and the door outside had been locked. Sun Mingsheng looked puzzled at the two in front of him, feeling that this seemed somewhat exaggerated.
Zhang Xiaoman didn’t immediately take out the item but looked into the other’s eyes and said,
"Mr. Sun, the product this time might be beyond your understanding, so I hope you can prepare yourself mentally before this... Additionally, there’s a new contract here, please read it first."
As he spoke, he took a contract from the file bag in his hand and handed it to the other party.
Sun Mingsheng took the contract, but before he could read the content, he was drawn to the oddness of the paper.
This document looked strange, not like a typical contract printed on A4 paper.
It was a single page, slightly yellowed overall, and felt more like parchment in his hand, quite substantial.
The text was neatly arranged on it, nothing special at a glance, but a closer look might reveal that it seemed to come alive, almost as if it were going to swallow the person.
Zhang Xiaoman nodded inwardly when he saw the other’s reaction.
This object, he had naturally applied a unique Dark Energy Technique to it.
This technique, also invented by Lin Sisi, had no destructive effects but could be used to make an engraving, a mark that allowed Awakeners to distinguish, and even an ordinary person like Sun Mingsheng could sense something peculiar about it.
This technique, called Engraving by Lin Sisi, involved applying dark energy to an object and then sealing it with a specific technique. This dark energy would not affect the object itself but helped others to distinguish it.
Put simply, it was a tamper-proof mark.
This type of mark would play a certain role in the future operations of the Light Blue Clan.
When they recruited staff or issued tasks, they could use this form of contract to complete them effectively, preventing any falsifications.
Meanwhile, in Zhang Xiaoman’s mind, there was another idea.
That was to quickly establish one of the Three Great Sanctuaries, Moon Shadow Hall, and train a suitable group of Trackers who, while hunting monsters, could also pursue traitors of the Star Alliance.
Of course, it would be better if such traitors never existed.
But still, preparations had to be made in advance.
After the Star Alliance grew, some things might be beyond his assurance, so relevant punishment mechanisms were necessary.
In time, contracts signed with this special engraving would also become highly advantageous evidence.
Having thought so much, Sun Mingsheng on the other side had already read through the content on the paper.
The gist was merely to keep the details of this development confidential, not much different from the confidentiality agreement he had signed before.
However, one sentence at the end of the contract puzzled him greatly.
"Violators of this contract shall face arbitration by Moon Shadow Hall... uh, what does this mean?"
Looking up at the young man across from him, Sun Mingsheng’s mind was full of question marks.
Why did he suddenly feel that it was overly dramatic?
"Literally, Moon Shadow Hall, you can consider it another company under my name. As for what arbitration is, I think you would rather not know, but as long as Mr. Sun adheres to the contract here, that should be enough, right?"
Hearing this, Sun Mingsheng subconsciously felt unreliable but after thinking it over, he still picked up the pen and wrote down his name.
His reasoning was simple: whatever this thing was, as long as he didn’t leak any company secrets, it could be considered nonexistent.
Moreover, the content of this so-called contract was straightforward and clear, unlikely to contain any traps, even if it really had any tricks, they would be futile anyway—after all, this thing held no legal effect.
Thus, Sun Mingsheng signed his name, and Zhang Xiaoman was very satisfied with stowing the item away.
In his file bag, there were several more such contracts, prepared for the other members of their team.