Chapter 369 Emergency Call

Luo Jiu agreed immediately: "Of course."

If the scientific research headquarters knew that Shat spent so much money at once, they would even ride on the minister's neck during a tour.

Fifty million euros, all the initial domestic investment costs have been recovered, and there is still profit.

Luo Jiu immediately ordered He Hui, "Hurry up and prepare another satellite. The money has been paid. Also, arrange the launch base well. In a few days, King Shat will go to the site in person to press the launch button."

He Hui hesitated: "The launch base involves confidential information. It's not a good idea to let an outsider come, right?"

Luo Jiu: "He gave us 50 million Mi Yuan."

He Hui was silent for two seconds. "I'll get people ready right away. Do you want to roll out the red carpet?"

Luo Jiu hung up the phone with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh, technology is indeed the primary productive force, it is so profitable.

Unfortunately, talent cultivation in China is still slow, and there are too few high-level talents. If we want to become a major science and technology power, we must continuously cultivate elite talents.

Luo Jiu sat there for a while and wrote a list by hand.

Lu Qingyun pushed the door open and reminded her, "We can leave for the airport now."

Luo Jiu said: "You stay here and come back later."

"Ah?" Lu Qingyun was stunned for a moment. She had already packed her luggage.

Luo Jiu handed her the list and said, "I'll give you one month to find the people on the list and invite them to work as university teachers in our country. Tell them that the treatment is first-rate. No matter how good their current treatment is, it can be doubled in our country."

Luo Jiu pointed at a name on it and said, "Especially this American named Oppenheimer. No matter what method you use, you must invite him over."

Lu Qingyun thought for a moment, "What if he just doesn't want to?"

Luo Jiu pursed his lips, silently took out a red pen and drew a circle on it, and said earnestly: "Qingyun, you will do great things in the future, so you don't have to ask me about everything. For some things, you have to learn to make your own decisions."

As Luo Jiu spoke, he folded the paper and put it in Lu Qingyun's pocket, and helped her straighten her coat.

"This is not an easy task, but it is related to the future development of our country, and I am not confident in handing it over to others. The benefits will be felt in the present and in the future. You should do a good job in this task and gain more experience, and you will be entrusted with important tasks in the future."

There was a flash of fear in Lu Qingyun's eyes, but he was also faintly excited, and he happily responded: "Okay, I promise to complete the task."

Luo Jiu and his four companions returned to China with some of their entourage, while Lu Qingyun led a small team to start a plan to recruit talents overseas.

After the Olympics, my country's foreign trade and diplomacy have been running at full capacity. Factories are working in three shifts and producing 24 hours a day. Money earned by the national treasury is like snowflakes, constantly whizzing in.

With a fatter wallet, people are more confident. Domestic planning is becoming more and more bold, and roads are being built into the mountains.

While China was developing, foreign countries were wrestling with each other. One month later, the aftermath of the Guangdao incident had not yet subsided. The United States took the lead in linking several countries to denounce the Dang party and claimed to impose sanctions on it.

Lu Qingyun brought more than one hundred outstanding scientists from various fields back to China. When the plane landed, Luo Jiu, Cheng Yaoyao, Zhong Jialing, Feng Qi and others went to pick them up in person.

Lu Qingyun muttered, "The United States and Germany are competing with each other. The current academic atmosphere abroad is not very good, which makes it convenient for us to invite all these people back."

Luo Jiu nodded with satisfaction, "You have worked hard, this is all thanks to you."

Lu Qingyun smiled, "It's actually none of my business. It's mainly because they spent a lot of money. Many of these people have signed contracts with top universities abroad, and some are tenured professors. I paid them more than 8 million RMB in termination fees alone."

Luo Jiu smiled and said, "This is just the beginning. We have also prepared luxurious residences and generous salaries for them. The home appliances and cars are all the latest. I don't believe that such generous treatment cannot keep them.

Don't feel bad about this little money, eight million is nothing, they can create 80 million, 800 million or even 800 million in value. "

Lu Qingyun added: "But I am a little worried. If Mi De continues to fight like this, will it affect us?"

Luo Jiu shook his head. "Xite is not someone who likes to prolong the battle. Just wait and see. There will be results within a month."

Sure enough, half a month later, late at night, Luo Jiu suddenly received an emergency call from Deguo.

This phone was installed in Luo Jiu's bedroom, and very few people knew about it. When the phone rang, Luo Jiu woke up immediately and realized that something big was going to happen.

When I picked up the phone, the person on the other end was Lu Weiqin, the leader of the missile technology team who was still in Deguo.

Lu Weiqin's voice sounded a little nervous, "President Luo, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but I have a special situation to report to you."

Luo Jiu took out a pen and paper and said, "You speak."

"Didn't you ask me to help you keep an eye out for artworks? The second pioneering work by a famous artist is for sale."

In order to avoid the phone being monitored, Lu Weiqun spoke in code.

This was the secret code that Luo Jiu and she had agreed upon long ago. The artist was Xit and the avant-garde work was the missile.

Last time, three missiles were transported over. The first one exploded on Guangdao Island, and there are two left. When Lu Weiqin said that the second pioneer work was to be sold, he meant that the second missile was to be launched.

Luo Jiu sat up straight suddenly, was silent for a while, and asked: "Where does he want to sell it?"

"The first choice is of course the United States, where there are many collectors."

Luo Jiu immediately jumped off the bed, walked barefoot to the desk beside the bed, pushed away the clutter on it, and saw a high-definition world map embedded under the glass of the desktop.

She stared at the map of the United States and asked in code: "There are many collectors in the United States, both in the east and the west. Which city do you think is more likely to sell it to?"

Lu Weiqin coughed lightly and said, "The collector of Peanutton is very interested, and the artist has confirmed that he wants to sell it."

Luo Jiu took a deep breath. Sit was really cruel. On 9/11, he only dared to crash into two buildings, but he wanted to drop missiles at the capital of the United States.

Luo Jiu asked hurriedly: "When will the transaction take place?"

"I said our team needs to do some preparatory work, and it will take at least three days before we can help him complete the deal."

Luo Jiu didn't say anything, so Lu Weiqin asked again: "Do you think it's okay to do it?"

Luo Jiu glanced at the wall clock. It was two o'clock in the morning. Comrade Quan Sheng should not be asleep yet.

"Wait a moment, I'll call you back within an hour."

Luo Jiu hung up the phone and picked it up again. He stopped talking as soon as he dialed a number. It was safer to have a face-to-face meeting for such matters.

It was already late autumn, and she wrapped herself in a woolen coat and hurried out.

Comrade Quan Sheng saw her visiting late at night, his face was solemn, and he quickly put down the documents in his hand, "What happened?"

Luo Jiu closed the door and whispered, "Site is going to use our missiles to bomb Peanutton."