At six o 'clock in the evening, a black business car stopped downstairs at the Hilton Hotel.
Smelling the scent of news, the reporters of major media all focused their attention on this side. When they saw the license plate number, they immediately surrounded the car with their cameras.
The security guards waiting at the hotel entrance were already prepared. They formed a human wall to block the reporters, as well as the passers-by and tourists who just wanted to join in the fun.
Frankberg Foreign Minister Stein, who had just finished his visit to the Xin Presidential Palace, got out of the car and, accompanied by his assistant and bodyguards, walked to the main entrance of the hotel. The reporters desperately tried to pass the microphones under the arms and shoulders of the security guards to Stein, trying to inquire about the upcoming Outer Space Security Summit in two days.
"Mr. Stein, did you just go to the Xin Presidential Palace?"
"Will Frankberg and Xin strengthen cooperation in the space field?"
"Is it related to the upcoming Outer Space Security Summit to conduct informal diplomatic talks with the Xin government at this time?"
"Is the rumor about extraterrestrial civilization true? The people have the right to know the truth … "
Stein was annoyed by the questions. He raised his hand and motioned the reporters in front of him to make way.
"Before the summit begins, we don't know much about the specific details of the topics discussed. The Frankberg government will disclose the relevant details of the Outer Space Security Summit as soon as possible, if the results of the meeting can be disclosed. "
Stein whispered a few words to his assistant.
The assistant nodded in understanding. The six bodyguards around him stepped forward and formed a human shield in front of Stein. Amidst the complaints of the reporters, they cooperated with the hotel's security to forcefully open a path through the crowd and sent Mr. Foreign Minister into the hotel.
Stein took the elevator to the floor where the Frankberg delegation was located and went straight to his presidential suite.
"If there is nothing special, don't come in and disturb me. I will eat dinner at about seven o 'clock. Just ask the hotel waiter to bring it up." He stopped at the door, turned around, and ordered the assistant behind him.
"Yes." The assistant nodded.
Stein entered the room and closed the door. He hung his suit on the shelf and sat down on the sofa in the living room. He took out the satellite phone from his pocket, dialed a few numbers, and called the Frankberg Presidential Palace.
"How was the meeting with the President of Xin?"
Stein sighed when he heard Evelyn's question.
"I didn't find out anything. I could feel that they were also confused. I even have a feeling that President Zhang might not know as much as we do. "
"After all, it's a puppet?" Evelyn chuckled.
"That's right." Stein leaned back on the sofa. "Celestial Trade completely excluded him from the core. Rather than a president, he is more like a butler who helps that man clean the backyard. I tried to contact Calvin, the CEO of Celestial Trade Space Department, but he has no intention of holding an informal meeting with us before the summit. "
"Then he pushed you to Zhang Yaping?" Evelyn said with a smile.
"That's right." Stein nodded.
"What about the other countries?"
"It should be the same." Stein shrugged. "Among all the countries participating in the summit, our bilateral relationship with Xin should be the best. They have no reason to treat us differently."
Evelyn couldn't help but ask, "With your experience, what do you think they're planning by being so mysterious?"
"If they're not deliberately mystifying, then they really have some explosive news to announce."
"What do you think it will be?" Evelyn asked.
"Extraterrestrial civilization, do you even need to ask? It's all written in the invitation, "Stein said with a smile.
"Be more specific."
"Specific …" Stein sighed with a headache. After a moment of silence, he shook his head. "I can't guess, and I don't dare to guess. The only thing I can be sure of is that it's definitely not something good. "
On the surface, almost all countries expressed that they would not monopolize this "important information", but in fact, almost everyone knew that this was absolutely impossible.
When two civilizations with no common language and culture communicated, often the first impression determined everything.
Stein asked himself, if Frankberg was the first to contact the extraterrestrial civilization, their first thought would definitely not be to disclose this news to other countries, or even to their allies. Instead, they would contact the extraterrestrial civilization alone and strive for the other party to recognize their own values and recognize themselves as the representative of Earth's civilization. They would do everything possible to monopolize all channels of communication with the extraterrestrial civilization.
Celestial Trade's abnormality could only mean one thing.
That was, they probably encountered some trouble that they couldn't solve on their own.
…
After he left the Presidential Palace, Jiang Chen went straight to the Luer parked in front of the door.
He opened the door and sat in the car. Jiang Chen suddenly recalled Zhang Yaping's blank face and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Hearing Jiang Chen's laughter, Ayesha, who started the car, turned around and asked curiously.
"Did something good happen?"
"Nothing, I just suddenly wanted to laugh." Jiang Chen coughed and changed the topic.
He was the president after all, it didn't seem appropriate to laugh at him. What's more, it was indeed an oversight on his side not to disclose information about the extraterrestrial civilization to him. If all the information was given to him at once, it was inevitable that he wouldn't be able to digest it in a short period of time.
It took Jiang Chen half an hour to barely explain to him about the X2 bacteria and extraterrestrial civilization. As to whether or not he heard it and how he would feel after hearing it, only he knew. Jiang Chen couldn't be sure.
The car drove on the road. This time, Jiang Chen didn't take advantage of Ayesha while she was driving. He sat there and enjoyed the night view. At this moment, the little girl who was driving suddenly curled up the corners of her mouth and reminded softly.
"You better comfort Sister Shiyu when you go back. She's still brooding about what happened the day before yesterday."
"… You really gave me a difficult problem." After hearing Ayesha's words, Jiang Chen's relaxed and cheerful expression suddenly withered. If Ayesha didn't mention this, he almost forgot about it.
When he thought of her cold tone when she hung up the phone last time, Jiang Chen had a headache.
"Is it difficult?" Ayesha tilted her head and said softly, "In fact, Sister Shiyu is very easy to comfort. You just need to use some sweet words, and she will soon forget the unpleasantness. Although Sister Shiyu is always cold, in fact, her heart is more eager than anyone else … "
Speaking of this, Ayesha's mouth curved up.
She believed that she didn't need to say the rest of the words. With Jiang Chen's intelligence, he would definitely be able to guess it.
"Where did you learn these things?" Jiang Chen looked at Ayesha with a slightly surprised look and couldn't help but ask.
Ayesha tilted her head and thought for a moment, but she gave a plausible answer.
"By feeling?"
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