Washington.
1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
Inside the White House's Oval Office, the owner of this office was sitting on a custom-made presidential chair. He was silently looking at the latest information that was sent back not long ago.
His assistant, Weizi, who had just finished a call with Ye Qing, stood to the side.
That's right. Since Ye Qing politely rejected the president's suggestion, the president quietly removed the mechanical engineered chair and no longer helped him advertise for free.
Of course, this was not the main point.
The main point was that on his desk was a pile of professional data analyzed by the top engineers overnight.
[Analysis of the Mystery of the Flying Saucer Top's Rotation].
Many pages of the report were signed by MIT's Mechanical Power Laboratory.
The top was first sent to a nearby university laboratory. Then, the university was so scared that they took a plane and flew to MIT.
However, such a world-class laboratory, in the professional analysis report, actually used dozens of "impossible" words. This kind of word would only appear in exaggerated TV shopping advertisements.
Hua Xia could not have this kind of precision.
Monster Heavy Industries could not break the limit of mechanical processing.
A one-millimeter diameter, twenty-four teeth, level two precision gear could not appear.
…
The president never would have thought that a small flying saucer top would cause an earthquake in the mechanical power laboratory.
In the report, they told the president very frankly. For every level of precision, the price paid would be dozens of times higher. Since Monster Heavy Industries could create such a terrifying top in just a few days, it meant that they had mastered the extreme precision processing ability, which was higher than any mechanical company in the United States.
What this meant, the report specifically used an entire page to explain.
The more he read the report, the more surprised he was. When the president asked about the young president's whereabouts, he learned that he had taken a plane back to China and would fly out of the territorial waters soon.
If a phone call could change the young president's mind, then the private interview before would have solved all the problems. Therefore, the president quickly ordered the fighter jet to take off and chase after him to ask if he wanted to cooperate.
This was a hasty gamble. If the young CEO was timid and realized Mr. President's determination to cooperate and agreed, then everything would be fine. It was not impossible to use more favorable policies to compensate him afterward.
If he didn't cooperate, the most advanced Raptor fighter jet would demonstrate its power and let him understand the strength of the United States.
In the end, it was obvious that the bold young CEO refused to cooperate.
"Do you want to try something else?" His assistant, Wez, suggested, "According to the speed of the Gulfstream G750, they still have nine hours to fly to Hua Xia."
"We have four military bases along the way. We can intervene."
"There's no need. The first time, we can use the excuse of accidentally entering a restricted military zone and modifying the navigation information to cover it up. If this happens a second or third time, even ordinary people won't believe us. Moreover, his identity and itinerary are more sensitive. " Mr. President shook his head, not too disappointed. "Threats are just one of the methods. When threats don't work, we still have many other methods to try."
Assistant Viz nodded to show that she understood. Just as she was about to report the next question, her mobile phone suddenly vibrated silently.
At first, she ignored it. As a result, the text message notification kept vibrating as if it was broken.
"Could it be something important?" Assistant Viz thought to herself. She took out her mobile phone and looked. There were 22 new message notifications. This was not the end. Just as she took out her mobile phone, the number of text messages kept increasing.
"What's the matter?" The President glanced at her.
"Something important might have happened …" Assistant Viz immediately opened the text message with a solemn expression.
She was Mr. President's right-hand woman. Apart from the few people who could contact Mr. President directly, the rest of the information had to be gathered to her first and then she would report it to the President.
She had never encountered a situation where hundreds of people suddenly sent her a message. However, if a major event happened in a state, all the mayors and senators would send her a message in a hurry. This situation might happen.
Hearing this, a hint of panic flashed through Mr. President's sharp eyes. He quickly stood up.
Although it had only been a few months since he took over the throne of power, Mr. President had already tasted the sweet taste of power. This taste made him unable to stop. It changed his attitude toward affairs quickly. He had a king's mentality that although the world was big, everything was in his hands.
However, while enjoying the power, Mr. President also knew that his foundation was not completely stable yet. It would be very troublesome if a major event happened at this time.
"What?"
Opening the first text message, assistant Viz's eyes were filled with disbelief as if she had just seen a ghost.
"The old US President ran away with his sister-in-law?"
"He owes us, the White House, hundreds of millions in salary and can't pay it back. The President is not human …"
"What?" Mr. President also looked like he had just seen a ghost.
"It doesn't cost 98,000, it doesn't cost 8,800 either. It only costs 688 to buy the embassy's letter of appointment."
"Who sent this? Who is it?" There was anger in Mr. President's eyes.
"I specialize in refurbishing nuclear warheads, polishing submarines, repairing aircraft carriers and submarines, overhauling nuclear reactors …"
"Shocking, the rice that we usually eat is poisonous …"
"I'm an alien, I want to apply for political asylum …"
One text message after another bombarded assistant Viz's mobile phone at a speed even denser than the bombing of a B2 bomber. From the initial shock, to the later surprise, to the realization that this was a revenge prank. Assistant Viz's mobile phone had received more than 200 messages.
Viz wanted to turn off her mobile phone, but her efforts were in vain. The constant influx of text messages made her unable to turn off the slider. As for the high-end function of removing the battery, her mobile phone did not have it.
Viz quickly used the office phone to call the White House's cybersecurity team and asked them to temporarily block the text message receiving function of her phone and trace the source of these text messages.
In less than half a minute, assistant Viz's mobile phone finally stopped vibrating.
"Shh ~" Assistant Viz exhaled a long breath, thinking that it was finally quiet.
"Woo woo woo woo ~"
Just as this thought arose, the somewhat hot mobile phone vibrated again. There was a string of numbers on the screen that she could not understand at all. It was calling.
She reached out to answer it, but the phone hung up.
Before she could curse, the phone rang again, and the number changed into another string.
Then it continued to be insta-killed, and then it continued to ring …
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
