Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

The conference room in Baiying's office building was quite large, and the other receptionists basically didn't come in. The company, along with Cleveland and Shangri-La, just went in.

Because Shangri-La was originally the White Eagle Ship Girl, and she took it for granted, even Guanghui didn't think there was anything wrong with it, completely unaware that Shangri-La was actually Yang Sikang's ship girl.

Yang Sikang didn't go far, he was waiting near the door.

Sure enough, within half an hour, someone was sent to look for him.

Javelin is not suitable to communicate with people of Guanghui's level, and it is easy for her to talk to him. So Yang Sikang only brought Belfast in.

Guanghui first glanced at Belfast beside him, then looked at him and said hello:

"First meeting, Commander Yang."

"Hello, Miss Glory."

"I have long heard that there is a commander here in White Eagle who can accurately build our royal ship girl. It is a pity that I did not have the opportunity to meet him earlier. It is really a pity."

"Although it's not that early, haven't you seen it now? It's a pity that I can't say it. After all, building it once or twice doesn't mean anything, right?"

"That's right."

Guanghui looked with interest at Belfast, who was standing behind Yang Sikang and seemed to have heard nothing, and said with a smile:

"But even in the royal family, only a small part of Belfast can be built. And I also saw Newcastle, Sirius, and Sheffield just now. It seems that Commander Yang prefers city-level maids Want more?"

"I have equal respect for all ship girls, and there is no preference. As for why there are more city-level maids, haha, I think Miss Guanghui can understand, right?"

Guanghui's eyes flickered, but he turned around and said:

"Actually, I'm quite curious. Does Commander Yang really want to build any ship girl he wants?"

"That's not it."

Yang Sikang shook his head:

"Maybe I just know how to communicate a little better than other people."

After hearing this, Guanghui became even more interested.

But her words were as jumpy as before.

"Have Commander Yang considered building other maids? Or..."

She turned her head and glanced at the Prince of Wales:

"Build the rest of the Knights?"

Naturally, she noticed the reputation and counterattack, but as a member of the Cavaliers, the Prince of Wales didn't say anything.

However, Yang Sikang had not yet answered Guanghui's words. The Prince of Wales, who had been silent next to him, spoke instead:

"I think Guanghui's proposal is a good one."

Yang Sikang frowned slightly.

No, where are you from, Prince of Wales?

"The reason why I didn't continue to build other maid team members was because I took into account the needs of my situation at the time and the scene where the ship girls were suitable. As for the knight team, with all due respect, if I really carried out the relevant construction, I am afraid that the one who came today would be Isn’t it you two?”

Guanghui and the Prince of Wales both looked over at once, and the company next to them also felt something was wrong.

But Yang Sikang's eyes remained calm and he said calmly:

"Anyway, I am from White Eagle after all, and some ship girls, no matter how suitable they are in terms of ability, are still not suitable for me to build now, aren't they?"

The Prince of Wales looked up and said calmly:

"Personally, I don't mind these issues, but whether you have the ability to build members of our Cavaliers is beyond my control."

Guanghui smiled slightly:

"But speaking of it now, Commander Yang is no longer the same, isn't he? In Donghuang's words, this is a completely different situation, right?"

"But I don't want to tie myself to the royal family."

Yang Sikang's straightforward words made Guanghui unable to resist. She didn't understand why Yang Sikang, who was polite before, was so straightforward when talking about this issue, but her quality prevented her from showing anything unusual.

However, Yang Sikang knew very well that as someone who often performed diplomatic missions, Guanghui was bound to be able to keep his emotions and emotions a secret in these aspects. But as long as people have thoughts and mental activities, they will definitely have micro-expressions.

The same goes for brilliance.

"I have heard of the glorious name for a long time, but Miss Guanghui is a noble after all. I think it may be a bit inappropriate given my current conditions. But compared to these things, Miss Guanghui should have other more important things to think about now. Do you understand?"

"Commander Yang is really straightforward."

"I don't like intrigues. What's more, I don't think it's necessary to engage in so many false and true things when communicating with the ship girl. After all, our goals are the same."

Guanghui blinked, nodded and said:

"That's right, then I'll be more straightforward."

She looked at Yang Sikang and became serious:

"Commander Yang Sikang, are you studying ship modification technology and ship equipment improvement?"

Yang Sikang did not answer, but stretched out his hand to the side. Belfast took out a folder and took out two pieces of paper and handed them to him.

The paper was placed on the table. It was a copy of the patent certificate.

"The results are already here. As for the sample testing, the royal family should have received the results, right?"

"Yes, so we were temporarily informed about this on the way here. I'm curious, how did you do it?"

"Since we are going to talk about this, I also have questions to ask. As far as I know, the royal family should also be researching ship modification technology, right? No, it should be said that every camp should be researching related content, but if I guessed correctly... …The royal family should have achieved some results, right?”

"No comment."

"Then I have no comment."

Yang Sikang smiled slightly:

"If you want to talk about these things, you should show something, at least be sincere, right?"

"Commander Yang, do you think that our royal research team is not even as good as you alone?"

"Oh, who knows?"

Yang Sikang said, taking out his pistol and placing it gently on the table.

The weak mental Rubik's Cube reaction caused Guanghui's expression to change suddenly, and a gleam flashed in the eyes of the Prince of Wales next to him.

Yang Sikang was always paying attention to the expressions of the two of them, and immediately said when he saw this:

"This is a weapon I made myself, and no outsiders were involved in the whole process. I wonder if you two are satisfied with this?"

The two of them didn't speak. Yang Sikang leaned back, his hands and fingers facing each other, with a faint smile on his face.

"Besides, in terms of transformation technology, you two, Miss Glory and the Prince of Wales, may not need it very much. But the other ship girls may not, right? For example, the Javelin here, or the lady behind you, Miss Glory."

Guanghui's eyes changed slightly:

"It seems Commander Yang also knows something about unicorns?"

Yang Sikang smiled and did not answer but allowed Guanghui to imagine.

But he knew very well, at least until now, that although it seemed that he had the initiative in the topic, in fact Guanghui didn't take any of the moves.

He couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Sure enough, professional things need to be done by professionals.