Siheyuan: I eat melons while doing scientific research

Chapter 1124: The Gauls in a Corner
Although the head of Citigroup is not very talented, he at least has great ambitions.

He can still clearly distinguish between good and bad, and he can roughly understand what he should do. Of course, whether he can do it well is another matter.

"If you think so too..." The political and military staff looked at each other.

"What do you think?" asked the commander.

"We have a proposal that will definitely affect both the white bears and the Orientals." A smile appeared on the face of the military staff.

"Tell me, what good ideas do you have?" The head of Citibank was very interested in this kind of good thing that could kill two birds with one stone.

"Our suggestion is to force the Orientals and the Russians onto the field and tire them out! Especially the Orientals, they will be the most affected." said the political aide.

The Citigroup leader was somewhat puzzled: "Pull them to the competition field? How? Will the Orientals obey our orders?"

The military aide shook his head: "No, we will listen to their inner guidance. Their character, their history, and their ambition will automatically drive them onto this path."

"Please explain yourself, my General."

"We develop a huge high-tech military plan and reveal it through some channel, making the other side believe that we will invest a lot of resources in this direction and that this plan can pose a major threat to them, which will force them to take this path." said the military staff.

"Why would the other party believe us?" Neither the white bear nor the Oriental people are fools.

"It's simple. In this huge plan, we have awarded a large number of military manufacturers with contracts for investigation, analysis, and research and development. Maybe we won't make it to the last step, but at least it looks like we are really doing it. It would be even better if we could select some of them to execute."

“But how much does that mean?”

"Orientals are poor... this is their biggest weakness. As long as they follow up on this matter, their own development resources will definitely be affected. When this impact accumulates to a certain level in their country, we will give them a gentle push..." the political aide laughed.

"Then how long do you think it will take to make this push?" The Citigroup leader frowned. Although he was still smiling, his smile was a little strange.

"Maybe ten years... maybe twenty years... this is a long-term plan." The staff shrugged.

"You mean we should spend a lot of money on some imaginary high-tech projects just to drag down the poor Orientals who can barely afford to wear pants? And it will take 20 years to see results from this?"

The head of Citibank was so angry that he laughed. 20 years was exactly what he was most unwilling to do.

20 years! Not to mention 20 years, even if it was 10 years, he would not sign a plan while in office and spend a lot of money to prepare for the leadership 10 years later?

No matter what role he played in this matter or how much effort he made, history will only remember the person who was in power at that time. It will have no effect on his reputation or his family.

For them, it is bound to be short-sighted. Ten years? It would be good if they can consider four years.

"My General, I still say the same thing. I don't think the Orientals deserve our attention at this stage."

"But there are still white bears. The economic structure of white bears is unbalanced, and this plan will further increase their imbalance."

"Whether we implement this plan or not, White Bear will have to keep up with us and confront us globally. What practical significance will there be in implementing this plan?" The head of Citi rejected the proposal again.

"What was originally to be done is completely different from embarking on this path of strategic deception, my leader. The latter is more hasty, requires more unnecessary costs in deception, embarks on more wrong paths, wastes a lot of investment that is destined to have no output, and greatly disrupts their original pace." said the political aide.

For example, if I say I can go to Mars, as long as the other party believes it, then that is victory.

"Well... maybe what you said makes some sense. Well, let's wait until my second term to consider launching this matter. We need more advice and decisions. And now, our job is to campaign for the mid-term elections and re-election, my staff. We should start our mid-term election campaign. This is our top priority, isn't it?"

Everyone knows the tactic of procrastination. When it becomes difficult to refuse something, just squeeze in another more urgent thing before it.

Moreover, the midterm election is indeed an imminent event, which is related to the balance of power in Congress. From a practical point of view, there is not much problem with the leader's statement.

If Congress can't be controlled and even bills are difficult to pass, then forget about any plans.

"You're right. This matter is indeed urgent. Don't worry. The entire team has already made complete arrangements in this regard. This is also the most important thing I want to discuss with you today. This is the plan for a national tour before the midterm elections. Please take a look and we will discuss and adjust it."

The staff's words were extremely respectful, to an unimaginable degree. "Ha, you're all ready? Without you, I really don't know how I can survive at work..."

The president of Citigroup laughed happily and took the speech plan from his staff.

"Angel City... Golden City... Maverick City..."

They began to discuss their speaking tour plans seriously.
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If our successful launch of an artificial satellite caused the Citigroups and the Russians to feel a sense of crisis about the future, then for the other countries it was a bolt from the blue.

Of course, the three kingdoms that have already been divided into three kingdoms have no idea about this. They can't care about this at all now. Apart from giving up completely on the northern plateau, they are more concerned about how to stabilize the situation.

As for the Japanese, they are actually more afraid of the Gao siblings. They feel it's okay when we launch satellites into the sky, after all, these things can't kill people.

As for the Koreans, forget it. Except when they were served as dishes, they were never on the table, not even at the children's table.

The nation most affected was the proud Gauls.

"Mr. Director, the Orientals even launched a satellite into the sky before us?" The man looked at the people from the Gaul Space Research Center with an unhappy expression.

The Gauls at this time felt a bit like "They were afraid that their brothers were suffering, but also afraid that their brothers were driving a Land Rover."

The director of the Space Research Center looked embarrassed. They were already working hard enough.

"My sir, according to the information we got from White Bear, the Orientals were already preparing to study satellites six years ago..."

His meaning was very clear. It’s not that I’m not good enough, it’s that others started earlier.

"Mr. Director, I don't think I need to correct you. Although your space research center was established last year, we also started considering the satellite plan when White Bear sent the first artificial satellite into space in 1957." The man frowned.

"No, sir, I must correct you. The relevant motion in 1957 did not actually play any practical role. The satellite program was not really launched until after 1959."

This sentence may sound offensive, but in fact, it is similar to criticizing a leader by saying “you really don’t take care of your health.”

Because the man in front of him had just returned to power in 1959, the director's words sounded like he was correcting the other person, but in fact he was just flattering him crazily.

Before you came, they did nothing, they were nothing. It was your arrival that put us on the road to spring~~~~~~
Who the hell said foreigners don’t flatter?
His words seemed to have some effect, and a smile appeared on the man's face. Realistically speaking, his words were not entirely flattery, otherwise if there really was an actual satellite plan in 57, the Space Research Center would not have been established until 62.

"Okay, maybe your plan was actually launched two years later than the Orientals, so I hope that you can produce results only two years later than them." I received your flattery and excuses, but don't try to fool me. You still have to do what you should do.

It’s true that his estimate was quite accurate. The Gauls’ first satellite was actually launched in 1965, more than two years ago.

But what about the quality of this satellite... Let's put it this way, it only survived for two days in space before it died suddenly due to a malfunction. Strictly speaking, it can only be considered a partial success.

The director of the Space Research Center breathed a sigh of relief. This time was enough: "As you wish, my sir."

"Also, your first satellite cannot be inferior to the Orientals in terms of technology, nor lighter in weight..."

Oh my God! The director of the Space Research Center almost jumped up.

If they had the capability, they would not have launched a 41 kg satellite and then died in two days. And they had to be as good as the Orientals in technology. To be honest, just based on the content of the Orientals' public reports, they already felt that this matter was a bit suffocating.

"My sir, we cannot guarantee this. To be honest, the satellites and rockets we are currently developing are for 40-kilogram satellites."

40kg class? Thinking of the American guy being madly mocked by the Orientals, the man became uneasy.

Although defeating the American guy would be victory, he felt angry when he thought about launching a satellite that was less than 1/5 of the weight of the Oriental guy, and it was two years late.

"Mr. Director, I'm informing you, not discussing with you! Perhaps you need some technical assistance from outside?" The man said sarcastically.

"If you have, I would be very grateful, my sir." The director of the Space Research Center smiled happily.

Oh my God, you really dare to ask for it?
(End of this chapter)