Thirty Entrepreneurship: Recycling of second-hand aircraft carriers at the beginning

Chapter 521: The captured Jones has only one problem

Sun Hang couldn't wait for his colleagues to bring people back, and he planned to go to the trial place and wait there first.

In Walton, USA, Vanel had already learned that his people had been arrested. He paced back and forth in the office, a layer of cold sweat had already seeped out of his body, and this layer of cold sweat was still increasing, with no sign of decreasing.

The office door was pushed open again, and the person who came in also looked nervous. He said to Vanel in a trembling voice: "The leader called, I'm afraid we are in trouble here too."

"Shall we go over there?" Vanel asked.

“It’s not that we are asked to go over there, but someone has come to take us over there,” the man added.

Vanel's heart sank even more. He understood that these different approaches represented different moods of the leaders, and also meant that their future careers would be full of variables.

At this moment, someone knocked on the office door again. Without waiting for anyone's permission, the door was pushed open. Some aggressive people came in. They showed their ID cards in a businesslike manner and then put them away.

"Come with us," they said.

Although Vanel had not yet been tried, he knew that these people were just looking for trouble. He stood there very unhappy and scolded the people in front of him.

"Nothing has happened yet, and you're still using this attitude? Wait until I tell Jack to fire you all."

One of them sneered and said, "Then let's talk about it after you come back from your leader."

Vanel followed these people and left, and soon he met the leader. The leader's face was not looking good, which was obvious to everyone, including Vanel.

"Mr. Leader," Vanel said respectfully.

"Vanel, remember what I told you last time? I thought you could accept my warning, but you didn't. This will bring many negative effects to me and our country." The leader said seriously.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Leader, I now know I was wrong. I was too reckless, but that person did have a problem." Vanel tried to explain.

The leader laughed sarcastically: "Is there a problem? Vanel, he is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person. And you are wasting our country's elite resources to monitor an ordinary person, just to get the job done."

Vanel looked at his leader in astonishment and wanted to continue explaining, but the leader did not give him any chance.

"The Chinese nation has already contacted us. They have hostages in their hands and can negotiate with us now. You idiot, you have not only made us lose face, but also made us lose our favorable position in the negotiations." The leader said angrily.

The Americans are in a state of panic, while the Chinese seem much more relaxed.

Sun Hang finally waited for the person he wanted to wait for, and he quickly pulled Da Pan aside.

"Tell me about Lin Chen. How did you catch him?" Sun Hang asked curiously.

"Are you so curious? In fact, even if you didn't ask me, I would have been willing to tell you about it. There are really many things worth talking about, and we all feel very surprised in private." Da Pan said mysteriously.

His caution and interest made Sun Hang more curious about what happened at that time.

"Could it be that you have really seen a different side of Lin Chen? Anyway, from what our district chief said, he sounded very powerful, and it made me regret not going with you to carry out the operation." Sun Hang said with emotion.

Da Pan looked at him with disdain and said with a little complaint: "You are simply talking in Versailles. Do you know that we are outside in the wind and sun every day? I envy you for being able to sit here and give orders!"

The two of them laughed and decided to go aside to talk about the scene in detail.

Lin Chen had returned to his factory at this time. The previous things had basically come to an end. He no longer had to pretend to be idle, nor did he have to continue visiting the park.

He looked at the progress bar of the system upgrade and knew that he should develop another project to get the system upgrade.

He searched carefully in his database to see what he was going to develop further this time.

When he saw the M-1 missile, he suddenly had an idea. He could start from this and develop a long-range missile that was fast, accurate, powerful, and cost-effective.

In China, a seemingly insignificant arrest did not attract everyone's attention, but the series of chain reactions it triggered gradually attracted more people's attention. In particular, netizens in the United States, some of whom were keen on studying the official website, found a piece of information that made them very interested.

They couldn't wait to post their carefully captured pictures of the official website on Twitter, along with some personal thoughts.

"Come and take a look at the screenshots on the official website. Vanel has been replaced! This old guy can't stay in any position for long, which must indicate some problems."

"Is it because of the space robot incident a while ago? After all, it should be his engineers who are responsible. How can you put the blame on an old man?"

"Anyway, things seem to be going badly for our country lately, and any good thing is easily overshadowed by others."

"If you have the time to spend typing away on the internet, you might as well learn more knowledge, work hard to become an elite and do something practical."

At first, the news about Vanel's replacement was just a topic of discussion among individual netizens, but gradually, it became a fuse for keyboard warriors to attack each other. They forgot the original intention of discussing this matter, and it eventually turned into an online war of words.

Like Huaxia, some people have noticed these changes. Feng Ling is a person who likes to browse domestic and foreign websites and share information from the outside world in China. He posted the news he just got on Huaxia's Weibo as exclusive news.

"Look at the official website. The head of the U.S. space program has changed again. There must be a lot of stories behind this."

"The host should just tell us what's going on."

People who respond don't want to appear ignorant, so they try to avoid saying they don't know about it.

Seeing that someone was replying to her message, Feng Ling quickly replied with the information she had received and the reasons she had speculated.

"It's all because of the space robot thing. China's strength makes them look so stupid. If they don't do well, they won't be number one, so they will naturally be replaced."

Soon, others took to the Internet to express their opinions.

"I don't think that's the case. We are not involved, so how can we guess the specific reasons? There must be a combination of reasons that led to the removal of such a high-ranking person."

This relatively pertinent and rational reply easily received likes and replies from others.

More and more people participated in the discussion under Fengling's Weibo topic, and the topic was pushed higher and higher. This made him feel very accomplished and felt that he was really an important person. In the Everything Can Be Repaired Factory, Lin Chen was concentrating on drawing drawings. The desktop was already full of various compositions, but as time went by, he could always think of more interesting solutions. In this way, a whole morning passed, and he had not yet finalized the research and development plan.

He put down the pen in his hand, raised his head, shook his neck, and relaxed.

The phone rang, Lin Chen looked at the caller ID, it was Fang Weihai. He raised his hand and clicked, and the call was connected.

Fang Weihai's voice came over: "Boss Lin, how are you doing recently?"

"Not bad," Lin Chen picked up the phone and put it to his ear and said, "Do you have something to tell me, so you called?"

He didn't believe Fang Weihai would call him to chat when he had nothing better to do. Fang Weihai was so busy at work that he didn't have time to call and chat about family matters. Besides, their relationship wasn't the kind that would allow for small talk.

Fang Weihai smiled and said, "Isn't that what you said before? If there is any progress, I will call you, not through the headset."

Lin Chen laughed and said, "That's true. Thank you, Chief, for remembering this."

"Don't be polite to me. I'm calling you just to tell you that you helped us a lot this time. Because of this incident, the negotiations that were supposed to take place went smoothly."

Lin Chen didn’t pay much attention to the so-called negotiations. Perhaps there was something to be negotiated between China and the United States.

He understood the interests involved: the United States sent people here and was caught by China, which put China at the commanding heights of public opinion. In the negotiations between the two sides, China naturally had a certain advantage.

"So that's it. These are all indirect influences. It's not something I want to do subjectively."

Fang Weihai was very satisfied with Lin Chen's answer. He knew that Lin Chen was a very humble young man. "Now that the negotiations are over, the arrested people have been confirmed to be sent back next month. This matter has come to an end, and you can do your own thing with peace of mind."

Lin Chen was also completely relieved. He believed that as an ordinary person, his identity would not be suspected by certain countries in the short term.

He responded with a lighthearted smile: "That is indeed a good thing."

Fang Weihai did not hang up the phone in a hurry, but changed the subject and asked another question: "I heard that Boss Lin is developing new weapons. Can you give me some information first?" His purpose was very clear, that is, he hoped that their military region could be the first to know about Lin Chen's new weapons so that they could buy them first. If they really needed them and could use them, they would of course strive to get them first.

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, looking at the unfinished blueprint in his hand, and immediately thought of the visit of three people an hour ago. Maybe they leaked the news. He could only smile and said, "You are really well-informed."

Fang Weihai knew that this information was deliberately leaked by Lin Chen, otherwise how could An Ran know it? He responded to Lin Chen: "The Information Department needs to be connected, so that it can get ahead of other military regions."

Lin Chen continued, "I haven't finished the drawings yet, but I'll probably be able to come up with the overall structure the day after tomorrow. If you want to know more, send someone over to get the information the day after tomorrow."

Fang Weihai readily agreed, and this phone call solved many problems for both parties. Lin Chen naturally hoped that his research and development results could find buyers as soon as possible, and did not want them to be piled up in the factory for too long.

Two days later, Lin Chen finally met Sun Hang, whose voice he had only heard on the phone. It was also the first time Sun Hang saw Lin Chen in person, and he ran over with big strides as if he had seen his idol.

He smiled and greeted Lin Chen: "Boss Lin, I applied specifically for this mission so that I could come and see you in person."

Lin Chen laughed: "I have always been curious about who the voice coming from the headphones every day is. Now I finally see the real person."

Although it was their first meeting, the colleague felt that he was already very familiar with Lin Chen. He followed Lin Chen into the factory and saw the long-range missile that had been completed.

When Sun Hang saw the missile, he secretly admired in his heart: "Lin Chen is really a talent."

Lin Chen walked in front and said, "Wait a moment, I still have some finishing work to do here."

Sun Hang nodded in agreement beside him. While waiting, he was not idle and continued to chat with Lin Chen: "I have something interesting to tell you. Do you know what is the funny thing about Jones that everyone finds funny?"

Lin Chen raised his eyelids and said calmly: "If you want to say it, just say it. If you don't want to say it, forget it."

Seeing Lin Chen being so direct, Sun Hang said with disappointment, "Alas, I just wanted to arouse your interest, because this matter is also related to you."

"I want to know the truth of the matter more. To save time, let's not beat around the bush." ​​Lin Chen answered decisively without stopping his hands. He tightened the last screw tightly before putting down the wrench and standing up.

He was about to go to the sink to wash his hands, and Sun Hang followed him.

"Okay, then I'll just tell you straight out. He's been wanting to see you because he has a question, and he'll cooperate with the interrogation if he can get the answer."

"See me?" Lin Chen was indeed a little curious. "Because you didn't catch me, you want to see me?"

"That's about right. He wanted to know how you got behind him, but I didn't give him the chance. He could only return home with regret."

Lin Chen shook his head helplessly. Sun Hang moved closer and asked curiously, "To be honest, we also want to know how you got behind him so quickly. It feels like teleportation."

"It's too exaggerated to use teleportation. It's just a few seconds, just like the speed of a 100-meter athlete at the start of the race. He just ran faster!" Lin Chen thought he had explained it very clearly and could dispel the curiosity of those around him.

Although he knew that Lin Chen had explained it seriously, Sun Hang still felt that it was hard for an ordinary person to believe this. After all, not everyone is a 100-meter runner, and it is even more impossible to maintain the starting speed at a distance of nearly ten meters.

Looking at Lin Chen, knowing that he couldn't say anything more, Sun Hang withdrew the question he was about to ask.

Lin Chen pointed at the missile in front of him and said, "Go back and tell District Chief Fang that this is what happened."

Sun Hang laughed and said, "No, I'm going to make the trip, but you have to let me bring something back."

Lin Chen knew he was joking, and of course he would not let him take back only one sentence or a few photos. He returned to the office and handed a pile of information to Sun Hang: "It's all here."

Sun Hang shook the heavy pile of information and felt that it weighed one kilogram. He thought that there was a long-range missile behind him, so it was normal to have such a thick pile of information.

Then he said, "Okay, don't worry, I will definitely complete the task successfully!"

Although Sun Hang came to carry out Fang Weihai's mission, he seemed to have unconsciously accepted the task assigned by Lin Chen.

(End of this chapter)