musicians of old

Chapter 719

Fanning, Marley, Sheeran and Roy had a simple lunch on this semi-open-air balcony.

After the three of them got up and went downstairs, Fan Ning was the only one left under the parasol.

The view here is great and the weather is good.

Fan Ning sat quietly in his seat, staring at the clear blue sky for a while.

There was cold and clean air at the tip of my nose, and looking down I could see the exquisite terraces of each household on Waldstein Street, and in the distance were mountains dotted with green.

Occasionally two or three birds sing.

"What a 'quiet' situation."

Fan Ning suddenly smiled inexplicably.

In his mind, he repeatedly went over his recent experiences and plans, including those from his own "main perspective" and those from "other perspectives."

"After the Vanessa incident, except for the one time when we stopped at the port of Pangtua, and met with the Special Patrol Office, they never contacted me again? Oh, are they really waiting for the settlement after the Harvest Art Festival?"

"The increasingly shaky 'crater' in the southern continent, Vincent's suicide in the western continent, the haunting Key No. 1, and the omnipresent but unproven 'snake'."

"The flash of light floating down the Hedgewell River, the flash of Lydians who had something to do with the dangerous guys, the sand quarry, the Lydians."

Fan Ning suddenly had an idea and stood up.

Will there be any contact? You can ask one more question to confirm.

Originally, he wanted to use Lianmeng, but the "snakes everywhere" made Fanning decide to contact by phone, although he didn't know whether this was related, whether it was unnecessary or even counterproductive.

He walked to a window sill that led to the room and was filled with succulent plants, lifted the receiver of a nearby telephone, and turned the dial.

“Click, click, click.”

More than half a century after the advent of the telephone, the next more important revolution was the electronic triode invented by the guiding school Carmen Leon at the end of the last century. It greatly broadened the distance limit. In the year 905 of the new calendar, telephone communications spanning 7000 kilometers were successfully established between the east and west coasts of Theolaine.

Of course, its shortcomings are also obvious enough. The high cost makes it difficult to popularize, and only a few institutions can afford it. The large delay and distortion, and the long signal delay have created the habit of both parties speaking longer and more complete sentences each time, which also took Fanning a long time to adapt.

The line was switched through layers of grids, and a few minutes later, Lu's voice mixed with background noise came from the receiver.

"Good afternoon, Director Walter? Or Miss Sheeran or Miss Roy?"

"It's me." Fan Ning said, "I was going to ask the staff to pass on the message, but I didn't expect you to be in the deputy director's office. I have a question. You mentioned before that the Theolian Railway Company received a military order?"

"Oh, Mr. Fanning," Lu responded. "Recently, my father's campaign for the Speaker of the House of Commons has kept me busy, and I have very little time to work in the theater, but apparently, I have the good fortune to encounter the 'boss checking on me'. There is such an order, not a military project, but a military supporting project. The House of Commons has entrusted our railway company to undertake it, and the current trading party is the Kingdom of Lydia. Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"It's hard to explain right now, and it may not be what I thought." Fanning said, "But anyway, I want to ask for some more detailed information, within the scope of what you know and without causing you too much embarrassment."

"It's not that difficult." Lu on the other end of the phone explained briefly, "Due to the nature of military projects, the specific technical leaders and the team handling them have signed strict confidentiality agreements, but this does not include me."

"In fact, I don't know the details. As the decision-maker of the Adair family, I only need to implement the intentions of the House of Commons, make a final decision with the decision-makers of the other party, promote the implementation of the core clauses of the general direction, and win more trade surpluses for the empire. That's all."

"I only know that the supporting products we provide include large-scale differential engines that can meet high-intensity computing needs, special materials that have good tolerance to high temperature and pressure, and several modular component production process patents. It will be a trade export with a total value of more than 5 million pounds. Well, this is a victory for the Empire's industrial and technological strength!" Lu's tone was inevitably a little proud at the end.

"If it is stopped by decision, what is the process?" Fanning asked, "I mean, if you have to work backwards from the results."

“Uh,” Lu’s tone was a little unexpected, but after thinking for a while, he answered, “In short, you need to be at least a formal member of the House of Representatives, write a well-argued and well-substantiated motion for your point of view, and then get more than 2/3 of the votes to pass it.”

"The probability of this happening is extremely small. The first payment that the Empire can expect to receive in the year 916 alone is more than 2 million, accounting for about 1/19 of the annual income of Theolian! There are more than 50 large companies or families in the investment chain alone. Together with the downstream industries, it has provided employment for more than 140 million people!"

"Think about it, what kind of interests does a congressman have to vote in favor of this 'suspension' motion?"

"I see." Fanning said after a brief pause.

He recalled the other party's answer to the possibility of "Santa Rambah Metro suspending service for one day".

That was just the seven-digit direct loss and the cost of paralyzing the heart of industry for one day.

"So, what about time? If we still have to work backwards from the results."

"Time. It took four or five years to reach this trade cooperation. If it is terminated, it will not exceed an order of magnitude at least. Well, maybe if Mr. Poglieri, the actual person in charge of the industrial class of Theolian, speaks up, things will end at the fastest speed and with the simplest process? But Poglieri will not interfere with the secular operation of the House of Commons."

"I understand." Fan Ning pondered for a longer time this time. "Well, everything is not about these few days. Let's talk about it after the Harvest Art Festival is over and we return to China." He smiled to himself, "Strange, why is everything now 'talk about it after the festival'?"

"Good luck to you in reaching the summit, my boss." Lu finally laughed when he heard that, but then the only sound in his ears was the sound of the phone being hung up.

"Dudu.du."

A Strange Conversation Thousands of miles away in the northern continent, Lu stood in the office of the deputy director of the Turner Art Museum, holding the telephone receiver and staring at the oil painting on the wall in confusion for dozens of seconds.

“Bang, bang, bang!” “Bang, bang, bang!”

Until there was a rapid knock on the door.

Congreve, the tall, fat, dark-skinned deputy director of operations, barged in.

"Mr. Adair, the meeting is about to start! The meeting is about to start! Now, go to the conference room!"

He looked very excited.

"What's the matter? Why is it so urgent?" Lu looked back in confusion.

"High-level meeting on the management of the premiere of the musical Tristan und Isolde at the Bayreuth Festival Theater in St. Peter!"

Congreve pulled Lu's sleeve and walked out of the office.

"Mr. Fanning's original words about this premiere were—"

"I want to see what the current operating energy ceiling of Turner Cinemas is!"