confidence
"Okay... okay, Comrade Zhong Ling! I understand!" Qiao Jianmin's voice was trembling, and he almost shouted this sentence.
"Yeah, hung up."
Beep, beep, beep...
The phone was hung up and the office became eerily quiet.
After a long time, Zhou Zhenguo seemed to wake up from a dream. He slapped his thigh and laughed loudly.
“Hahahahahahaha!”
He laughed out loud, almost crying.
He just felt refreshed in his heart, and all the frustration and anger were swept away.
"Okay! Okay! I'll have the spokesperson prepare a press release right away! I want to see what those people's expressions will be like when our chip breaks through to the picometer level!"
Qiao Jianmin finally came to his senses, and his eyes lit up surprisingly.
The feeling of having someone behind him slapping him in the face was so good! Now he just wanted to go run a few laps outside to express the joy in his heart.
In the mustard seed space, Zhong Ling came to the mission area again.
She selected technological information suitable for Daxia from the light ball.
"That won't work. The precision is too high. Blue Star's current materials science and energy science can't keep up. If we just give it to them, they won't be able to build a shell in a hundred years."
"That won't work either. They could accidentally set their own planet on fire."
Zhong Ling's spiritual sense pushed aside those overly advanced technical materials.
What she wants to do is teach people how to fish rather than just throwing them a fish.
In the end, she selected a complete technological system, which was based on the existing technology of Blue Star, but at key points, it grafted technology from slightly higher civilizations.
The core of this technology is lithography technology with a precision of picometer level, and it is also equipped with material formulas, machine equipment design drawings, etc.
In order to make the scientists of Daxia understandable, Zhong Ling took the trouble to translate all the theories, and re-derived and annotated them using formulas and language they were familiar with.
The whole process takes only a stick of incense.
Zhong Ling compressed the vast amount of technical data into a jade piece only the size of a fingernail.
Zhong Ling casually placed the jade piece on the stone table, stood up and clapped his hands, "Done, call it a day."
The next day, the Daxia press conference was held.
The eyes of the whole world were focused here, and hundreds of reporters from all over the world came to the scene.
As soon as this joint statement was released, it caused an international stir. Everyone wanted to see how this country, which was pushed to the forefront of the storm, would respond.
Press spokesman Hong Tao walked up to the podium. His expression was calm, and there was no panic or anger in his eyes. Instead, he was very calm and composed.
"Mr. Hong!" A foreign reporter rushed to the front and asked in a sharp tone, "Regarding the joint statement, will Daxia persuade Ms. Zhong Ling to open her store and live broadcast to the world in order to avoid being isolated from the world?"
The whole audience fell silent, and all cameras were focused on Hong Tao.
Hong Tao pushed his glasses up, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth.
He did not answer directly, but said something that left everyone confused.
"First of all, on behalf of Daxia, I would like to thank the relevant countries for their decisions."
Thank you? What does that mean?
The reporters looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering if there was something wrong with their ears. "Being choked by someone, you're thanking them? Is this some kind of new diplomatic jargon?"
The reporter pressed on, "Thank you? Mr. Hong, are you sure you're using the right word? This is a complete technical blockade!"
"Yes, I just want to thank them." Hong Tao's voice was clear and powerful. "Thank them for helping us make up our minds. Thank them for taking some burdens off our shoulders that didn't belong to us."
He paused, looked around the room, his eyes calm.
"There's an old saying in Daxia: If you rely on mountains, they will fall; if you rely on people, they will run away. We never pin our country's future on the kindness or charity of others."
"As for the so-called S-blocking..." Hong Tao's smile deepened, a pity in it that no one could understand. "We prefer to view it as a spur. It will inspire us to climb our own technological peaks on the road of self-reliance."
"Finally, regarding Ms. Zhong Ling, I reiterate that she is not someone who can be negotiated or traded.
Any attempt to interfere with Ms. Zhong Ling's personal wishes by putting pressure on Daxia is futile and foolish."
Hong Tao's words were powerful and resounding. There was no accusation or protest, only absolute confidence and strong self-confidence.
The foreign reporters were completely confused, and all the questions they had prepared were useless.
This script is wrong, shouldn't you be furious and condemn it harshly?
This press conference ended inexplicably.
On the Internet, countless Daxia netizens expressed their opinions after watching the live broadcast.
"Holy crap! Did the spokesperson eat Master Zhong's food today? His aura is two meters high!"
"I understand. To translate it, it means: Got it. Get lost. Don't get involved with me. Thank you."
"Hahahaha, why do I read a kind of doting feeling from the spokesperson's expression, saying, 'As long as you're happy, that's all that matters.'"
"Am I the only one who thinks the country must have a backup plan? This confidence doesn't seem fake!"
Shangjing, compound.
Zhong Ling picked up her cell phone and called Zhou Zhenguo.
The call was answered almost instantly.
"Comrade Zhong Ling." Zhou Zhenguo's powerful voice came with a hint of nervousness and anticipation.
"Minister Zhou, come to my place." Zhong Ling said.
"Okay! I'll be there right away!"
"Bring a portable hard drive." Zhong Ling thought for a moment and added, "One with a larger capacity."
With a hard drive! There's hope!
In less than twenty minutes, the car arrived at the door.
As soon as Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin got out of the car, they pushed the door open and went in.
In the yard, Zhong Ling saw the two of them and pointed at the jade piece on the stone table.
"Here, everything is inside."
Zhou Zhenguo looked at the jade piece and was a little dumbfounded.
"Comrade Zhong...Comrade Zhong Ling, how do I use this?"
Zhong Ling placed the jade piece on the mobile hard drive, and the jade piece began to glow, indicating that information was being transmitted.
"The complete set of lithography machines you requested is in here. I've also included some controlled nuclear fusion and room-temperature superconducting materials. You can study them on your own. It should be enough for you to play with for a while."
“…”
Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin were petrified, their minds went blank.
A photolithography machine? A complete set?
And it comes with… controlled nuclear fusion? Room-temperature superconductivity? ! !
This isn't just a short while of fun, this is enough for many years of fun!
Zhou Zhenguo opened and closed his mouth. He wanted to say something of thanks, but found that any words seemed extremely pale at this moment.
The jade piece stopped glowing and the transmission was complete.
"Comrade Zhong Ling..." Zhou Zhenguo finally found his voice, which was very hoarse. He saluted Zhong Ling solemnly and said, "On behalf of Daxia and the people, thank you!"
Zhong Ling waved her hand and said, "Okay, if there's nothing else, you can go back."
After saying goodbye to Zhong Ling, the two men left with the hard drive.
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