Thinking of the red mercury nuclear egg, William immediately thought of the bald man in the church.
He glanced at Abigail and Jesse, who were sleeping soundly on the bed, and walked out of the bedroom to ask Sunday,
"I've been asking you to keep an eye on the church a few months ago. Why haven't you reported to me?"
"Sir, the order you gave me was to report to you only when the church's life was in danger.
Five months ago, although Mr. Church was in danger, it did not endanger his life. "
"Is that what I ordered?"
He shook his head and thought for a few seconds. It seemed that there was indeed such an order.
"From now on, I want to know every move of the church."
"At the same time, establish a mission. Mission name: Red Mercury Nuclear Egg.
I need a suitable place to study red mercury. Do you have any suggestions? "
Sunday paused for a few seconds before replying, "The mission has been established.
Because it involves nuclear eggs, I strongly recommend that you build a secret research lab in the Arctic glaciers or the hinterland of the desert. "
This idea was not bad. William thought for a few seconds and said, "Send robots to explore the two places and find a suitable base to build."
"At the same time, I need a well-equipped research lab. It's best if it can be used today."
"Understood, sir. The exploration mission has been established. The probing modified delta-winged drone and the backup aircraft carrier will be sent out. The exploration results are expected to take seven days."
"As for the research lab, if the confidentiality level of what you want to do is not high, you can temporarily rent a physics laboratory."
"According to the ranking of equipment and research project completeness, it is recommended to rent the British National Laboratory."
"Can that place be rented?"
"Yes, sir. With your confidentiality level, except for the top equipment, there is no difficulty in renting an ordinary laboratory."
"Then if it's just to detect and analyze red mercury material, can the equipment you have do it on its own?"
"Sorry, sir. In my database, other than the arc reactor's cold fission technology, there is no information on
Nuclear technology related information, so it is impossible to predict whether the red mercury you mentioned has radiation.
It is also impossible to predict whether accidents will happen. "
"Let me remind you, if there is an accident in any nuclear-related test, the consequences will be unbearable."
With this reminder, William hesitated. Forget it, it was better to be safe. "The research lab and future production site are in the uninhabited area of the Sahara Desert."
"The glacier is just a backup.
If there was an explosion there, who knows what kind of drastic changes would occur in the climate in the future. "
"Yes, sir, the mission has been changed." After saying that, Sunday paused for a few seconds before asking, "Do you still need to rent a laboratory?"
"Rent, of course," William said after thinking for a moment. "Some things can't be kept completely secret. We have to reveal something to make people suspicious. Only then will it be useful."
I'll rent it now, and I'll leave in an hour to take a look. "
After thinking about it, William continued, "In the name of developing new battery technology and balancing cars, ask the technical director of Aston Martin to send a few people to the laboratory to wait for me."
"Yes, sir."
Back in the bedroom, he kissed Abigail on the cheek. "Do you want to have breakfast with me?"
Ah Bi, who had been woken up, was lying on the pillow. It opened its eyes in a daze and glanced at William. Then, it turned its head and continued to lie on the pillow.
She mumbled, "Let Jesse accompany you. I want to sleep."
William looked at Jesse's fluttering eyelashes and smiled as he walked to the bathroom. "I might be staying at the National Physics Laboratory for the next few days.
If you need anything, go there and find me. "
Physics Laboratory? These words caused the two girls to open their eyes. Ah Bi covered his chest with a blanket and sat up.
She asked curiously, "Isn't there a laboratory in the basement at home? What are you going to do outside? "
"Hehe, I have a new idea about batteries. I'm going to make something fun."
Hearing this, Abigail rolled her eyes, got out of bed and put on her nightgown. She followed behind William and asked,
"Then when you finish the product, are you going to hold a press conference?"
William, who was squeezing toothpaste, looked at Ah Bi. "Why, do you want to host a press conference?"
"Of course." Ah Bi did not deny it. She hugged William's waist with both hands and stuck to his back, trying to curry favor with him.
"Don't you dislike press conferences? Then as the general manager, I have to help you solve the problem. "
He wanted to refuse, but when he thought about it, from the moment he let Ah Bi manage the company, she would inevitably represent him on the stage in the future.
It was the same whether it was earlier or later. "Yes, I'll inform you on Sunday after the product is done."
Ah Bi, who was able to walk on the stage openly, immediately pulled Jesse and William to do morning exercises excitedly.
After breakfast, William drove the Aston Martin DB9 to London's laboratory in Boddington, feeling refreshed.
As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Shawn Vance, the general manager of Aston Martin, who had been waiting for more than an hour, with seven or eight middle-aged men waiting for him.
"Sorry, Shawn, something unexpected happened and I've made you wait." William took the initiative to shake hands with Martin's technicians and engineers.
Seeing that the boss took the initiative to apologize as soon as he arrived, the anger in everyone's heart quickly dissipated.
After all, the new bulletproof DB9 that William took out had orders for two years later. The company had money, and there were many projects that they, the technicians, wanted to do but had no money to do before.
They also began to discuss the feasibility.
What made them even more excited was that William had taken the F1 team from Charles Cavendish three months ago.
It was directly renamed the Aston Martin team, making them the fourth F1 team with pure British and Dutch ancestry.
For a time, Aston Martin's reputation soared, and the sales of the DB9 also increased greatly.
After Shawn Vance introduced the seven technicians to William, he saw that the boss was in a good mood and received a hint from the technical director, Louis Lafayette.
He took the opportunity to ask William in front of everyone, "Boss, the company's orders are now two years later, and the sales have increased greatly.
There are also many problems that need to be solved urgently. Look, when do you have time to go to the headquarters personally?
Let us have a chance to report the problems to you. "
"Let's go." William led the way to the physics laboratory. "Abigail told me that you want to produce a bulletproof and convertible version of the DB9.
As long as you have the production capacity, I don't object.
As for participating in racing competitions outside of F1, "William paused for a moment, shook his head and said," Let's wait for a while.
I'll consider it after you straighten out the F1 team's matters and the results are out.
You can discuss other things with Abigail. As for the funds, you shouldn't be short of money now, right? "
Looking at William who tilted his head to look at him, Shawn Vance hurriedly shook his head, "DB9 has sold 4,800 cars in the past six months.
The company's surplus is nearly 240 million pounds, and the after-tax profit is about 160 million pounds.
With the completion of the new factory's transformation, it is expected that the annual production will more than double, reaching 21,000 cars.
The sales of the DB9 won't fall much, and with the mass production, the cost has decreased, and the annual after-tax profit is expected to be about 350 million pounds.
However, "Shawn hesitated for a moment before saying," In the future, the sales of the bulletproof version may be greatly reduced, and the profits given to your bulletproof material company will also be reduced. "
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