Great-grandfather Fang wasn't the only one who thought this way. Many people who saw today's news would wonder if there was some sort of transaction behind this.
Otherwise, who would be willing to donate tens of billions of dollars?
Tens of billions of dollars! How much could it be exchanged for?
Furthermore, Fang Zhao's current identity was an artist. What was the point of donating so much money to Bu Base's construction? Firstly, he wouldn't have any power, and secondly, he wouldn't be promoted. Wouldn't he have to leave some for himself?
However, regardless of what many people thought in private, the various authoritative media outlets were very happy to report this news. This benchmark had to be set up!
Look at how enlightened people are!
Was this something an ordinary person could do?
While discussions were raging online, on Planet Bu.
The "Little Riches" black sphere had been returned. The Inter-planetary Fund had come knocking after seeing the new episode of the variety show.
Fang Zhao didn't say much and returned the black sphere.
Curly Hair had nothing to play with and was searching for "toys" all over the desert. All sorts of lively creatures in the desert were his targets. After playing with them for a while, he would secretly eat them.
In the following period of time, besides recording programs, composing songs, writing theses, etc., Fang Zhao also applied for all sorts of pilot certificates for fighter aircrafts, armed flying transports, armored combat vehicles, etc. He had been very interested in piloting the Alkaid that day when he had been filming the program on the Alkaid. However, given his current status, he still couldn't apply for this level of pilot certificate.
Because of his contributions and donations, he didn't get a promotion, but his merits were recorded. Fang Zhao's application for a pilot certificate went through the expedited review process. In less than an hour, everything that could be approved was approved. Following that, Fang Zhao took some time to attend classes with the soldiers in the military to learn relevant theories and practical driving practice.
The people of Bu Base discovered that Fang Zhao was a person who learned theory quickly, but he was even faster when it came to practical driving!
In other people's eyes, Fang Zhao had talent in this area and was extremely talented. But the truth was that Fang Zhao had come into contact with a lot of things during the Period of Destruction. Although it wasn't as advanced back then, and the various operations weren't as intelligent, there wasn't a need for any certificates or applications. Those who had the ability could do it, and those who didn't had to brace themselves for survival. This was how a person's potential was forced out.
However, other people didn't know that Bu Base Commanding Officer Flemington had sighed countless times. What a pity. A talent like Fang Zhao should have remained in the military and not become some artist!
What a waste of talent!!
Nanfeng, Zuo Yu, and Yan Biao watched impatiently as Fang Zhao took all sorts of driving tests. They had also applied for one, but the review process was slow and there were even more restrictions.
Watching another squadron of fighter jets fly past, Yan Biao said enviously, "Back when I was on planet Baiji, I didn't have the means to touch this model. After planet Baiji developed, I also retired. I didn't expect that I would be so close to these new models. "
"Our application should be approved in the next two days. However, we won't get as many applications as the boss," Nanfeng said. Different models of military aircrafts and fighter jets would have different piloting requirements. In the army, the division would be more detailed, and the assessment would be stricter.
Zuo Yu thought of something. "Our boss took all sorts of tests here. The issuing authority should be Bu Base?"
This was Bu Base, which was going to become the third most important military location in the future. The value of a certificate issued here would increase with the construction of Bu Base in the future. This was not something an ordinary private or business certificate could compare to!
After a long silence, the three of them said in unison, "How envious!"
"How many licenses has our boss obtained so far?" Nanfeng asked.
"He just obtained the seventh one today." Yan Biao remembered clearly.
"How many more do you think he will get when the program filming ends?"
"There's no end to the tests. Our boss is addicted to them. I even saw him flipping through books on engines yesterday. Will he take the test for a technician or something in the future?"
"What a crazy certification demon!"
Nanfeng decided to introduce himself to others in the future: My boss is an artist who is passionate about certification!
As for now … let's just walk the dog first.
After Fang Zhao finished his round, he was stopped by Flemington for a chat.
Recently, Flemington had been in high spirits because Bu Base was about to become the third most important military location. He didn't want to be transferred anymore and would fight anyone who wanted to transfer him!
This was the third most important military location!
When the time came … it wouldn't be his turn to be the boss here, but his position definitely wouldn't be low! He would also have even more authority!
Everything else went smoothly except for Fang Zhao. Flemington wanted to persuade Fang Zhao to stay here and develop. As the current commanding officer of the base, he still had some authority. However, Fang Zhao refused.
Seeing Fang Zhao's outstanding test results over the past few days, Flemington still wasn't satisfied and personally came over to stop him.
Flemington pointed to the front and drew a circle. "In the future, a test flight field will be built here. Every day, there will be countless new types of fighter jets taking off and landing … A new space port is already in the midst of construction … and over there …"
Flemington brought Fang Zhao to look at the desert and the sky. They talked about life and ideals, from fighter armor to spaceships. He couldn't wait to lure Fang Zhao into the base.
However, Fang Zhao was still unwavering in his pursuit of music.
The more he chatted with Fang Zhao, the more Flemington felt that this kid had great talent and bold vision.
A close friend! A talent! Why did he have to go and become a music artist?!
What a waste!
Some people wouldn't be able to become winners in life even if they were given 10 golden fingers. There were also some people who could soar into the clouds if given a chance. In Flemington's eyes, Fang Zhao was the latter. It was a pity that Fang Zhao's ambitions didn't lie here.
Flemington sighed with every step he took. He sat on a rock that had been transformed into a peculiar shape by the wind and gazed at the flying dust in the distance. "Fang Zhao, how do you feel about this trip to Bu? What do you feel most fortunate about? "
Flemington thought that Fang Zhao would mention the Alkaid and the bounty.
Fang Zhao chuckled. "Being alive. I still don't know how wonderful the future will be. "
As he was speaking, Fang Zhao received a notification about his internet access time. Due to Planet Bu's construction period, the internet access time wasn't fixed and would change due to new construction projects. The program team had to wait for notification if they wanted to go online, and the internet access time wasn't very long.
Since Fang Zhao received the notification, Zaro and the others naturally received it as well.
Fang Zhao watched as the people who had been looking for fun rushed to the base's soldiers to borrow cars as if they were in high spirits.
Flemington shook his head as he watched. "This bunch of people are really …"
"Really lively," Fang Zhao said.
Flemington: "…" Lively then so be it.
Fang Zhao got up and bade farewell. He also had to return to the base. He wanted to chat with Great-Grandfather and Great-Grandmother when he got internet access. Otherwise, the two elders would surely be worried.
Over at the base, Zaro and the others immediately got into action after receiving the notification. Currently, Planet Bu was very busy. Flying transports were all useful, and there weren't any that could be rented. They could only borrow cars. It wasn't easy to borrow a car either. Otherwise, they would have to wait for a large vehicle to pick up the program team. That would take at least half an hour.
For people who were in a hurry to go online, it would be great if they could save this half an hour!
Barbara borrowed a patrol car that could carry small cargo from a squad of soldiers and got her assistant to quickly drive it away.
Zaro and the others came over a step too late. The soldier replied coldly, "No."
Woo Tianhao stomped his foot. "F * ck! You guys are sexist! "
Zaro felt resentful. "Barbara must have been seduced!"
Mitisy went forward to reason, but the soldiers had helpless expressions. "There really isn't any more. Our squad can only borrow that one. We will lend it to whoever comes first."
What this meant was: Who asked you guys to run so slowly! No more cars!
Zaro, who was the closest but couldn't outrun Barbara: "…" Angry!
Mitisy, who ran fast but was the furthest away: "…" Depressed!
Woo Tianhao, who was a beat slower from playing: "…" Sullen!
"Why don't you go ask the other squads?" that soldier asked.
Zaro turned around to look for soldiers from the other squads when he discovered Mitisy and Woo Tianhao chasing after Barbara's car. That car had just started and hadn't picked up speed yet. The two of them ran very fast and squeezed Barbara's assistant and bodyguard out of the car after catching up. Woo Tianhao was driving. Barbara was sitting in the front passenger seat, and Mitisy was huddled in the cargo area at the back.
Zaro, who was left behind: "…"
Plastic brotherhood was simply too weak at this moment!
Zaro scanned his surroundings and his eyes lit up. He ran over while waving his hands vigorously. "Fang Zhao! Count me in! "
Nanfeng and the other two drove the other car. Fang Zhao sat in the driver's seat while Curly Hair sat in the front passenger seat. The cramped cargo area at the back was still empty. Zaro had wanted to sit in the front passenger seat, but seeing Curly Hair bare his teeth, he hesitated for a moment before flipping over and entering the cargo area at the back.
"Fasten your seatbelts!" Fang Zhao said.
"Where did the seatbelts come from …" Zaro scanned his surroundings and tied himself up with the cargo ropes. "Done!"
Fang Zhao smiled and shook his head. He tossed Zaro a helmet to prevent him from getting blown silly by the sandstorm.
When he returned to the base, Fang Zhao first gave Great-grandfather Fang a call request.
Due to the new regulations, program team personnel weren't allowed to use video and other methods to communicate with friends and family. They could only use voice calls. Great-grandfather Fang expressed his understanding towards this. Planet Bu was currently in a closed construction phase due to the plans to become the third strategic military base. The level of secrecy had been raised. To prevent program team personnel from inadvertently leaking too much, allowing them to use voice calls was already sufficient consideration.
Of course, this wasn't what Great-grandfather Fang was concerned about.
"Little Zhao, tell me. Did you suffer over there?" Great-grandfather Fang was worried that people from Bu Base would play tricks and that Fang Zhao would be bullied.
While Great-grandfather Fang was on the call with Fang Zhao, retired veterans from the retirement facility also arrived one after another. Some were here to join in on the fun, some were worried, and some were purely bored and wanted to find something to do. They were still in discussion when they entered, but when they found out that Great-grandfather Fang was on the call with Fang Zhao, they stopped talking and pricked up their ears to listen. They were also curious about what Fang Zhao was thinking.
Great-grandfather Fang listened to Fang Zhao's explanation, and the worry on his face gradually dissipated.
"Really? How many types of fighter jets have you already gotten the certification? Hey, do you have that thing over there? "Great-grandfather Fang mentioned a few new types of fighter jets that had been recently reported in the military news.
Fang Zhao said that he had tried out two of them. As Planet Bu was still in the initial stages of construction, there were fewer models, so he had taken all the certifications that he could.
Great-grandfather Fang's lips curled up continuously when he found out that Fang Zhao had taken all sorts of certifications and that he had even piloted a new type of fighter jet.
"Good, good, good … Oh my, you even piloted a submarine? Not bad, not bad … Right, there is also that new type of combat equipment that will be shipped to Planet Bu in the future. Even if you can't get the certification, if you can touch it, then touch it … Can't you take the test for piloting a warship? No problem, there's no rush. Let's take it step by step … "
Great-grandfather Fang chatted about all sorts of firearms, fighter jets, submarine armor, and other topics. The other old fellas present felt their hearts itch as they listened. Actually, from the looks of it, Fang Zhao's donation still had its benefits. Fang Zhao's certification applications would surely be approved quickly and given preferential treatment.
Great-grandfather Fang beamed. He didn't know what Fang Zhao said, but Great-grandfather Fang nodded his head repeatedly. "You didn't do wrong. So what if you donated? Bounty is a huge sum that comes easily, and we won't be able to use it properly. Being able to get those certifications is worth it!"
Great-grandfather Fang was practically a moron. In any case, he would nod his head vigorously in agreement with whatever Fang Zhao said. As for the bounty, he would just treat it as money that came with the strong winds and was blown away by the strong winds.
"Take more photos … Oh, it seems like I can't just randomly take photos now. Alright, I can rest assured knowing that you didn't suffer over there!"
Great-grandfather Fang reluctantly handed the communications device to Great-grandmother Fang after he finished speaking. He then turned around to find someone to share Fang Zhao's accomplishments with. "Old Li, let me tell you guys … Where is everyone?"
There had been a group of people sitting in the living room a moment ago, but now, not a single one of them had disappeared.
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