RBCT Chapter 3223 What's wrong with this world?
Chapter 3223 What's wrong with this world?
Chapter 3223 What's wrong with this world?
West Garden, Reception Room.
Old Qing sat leisurely in his chair, sipping his tea, with Old Chen and President Peng beside him.
The three sat facing each other, each holding a cup of tea, their expressions calm.
"It's only the second nine-day period of winter, but it feels as cold as the third nine-day period of winter."
As Peng stretched his hips, he began to speak, while Old Chen chuckled beside him, "It's definitely colder in Beijing this year than usual. We used to only light the coal stove during the coldest days of winter, but now, that won't work."
Old Qing nodded with a smile, "We are too. Comrade Xiao Chao started cleaning the stove the day before yesterday, and it's already lit now."
"But speaking of which, when exactly will the West-East Gas Pipeline project be launched?"
"We're all waiting."
After listening, Old Chen stretched his body and looked a little embarrassed. Peng, who was standing next to him, took the opportunity to ask, "That's right, this is a huge project worth tens of billions. Old Chen, you're not going to throw it all away, are you?"
"If that's the case, we might as well build more aircraft carriers for us."
Old Chen was initially embarrassed by the delayed completion of the West-East Gas Pipeline project, but upon hearing President Peng's words, he immediately lost his composure: "How many more ships are to be built?"
"Come on, let's settle the accounts."
"That Han Wudi ship under construction in Shanghai is already more than double its budget. What do you say about that?"
"The key issue is that this thing doesn't even have a matching carrier-based aircraft. Once it's built, it'll just be a large cargo ship. What's the point?"
When Peng heard this, he was furious. They were an aircraft carrier, how could they be a large cargo ship?
That's infuriating.
Before he could speak, Old Chen continued his tirade, "Also, you've already started building your second nuclear submarine, I won't go into that, but why is it costing more than the first one?"
"Two hundred million US dollars, is that all you need? You're really not being polite, are you? Not a single penny left?"
"Isn't this a further escalation?"
General Peng knew exactly what was going on with the Orca. Because Yang Xiaotao, a tycoon, was providing the funding, the people below felt that if they were going to do it, they should do it well, make it big, and get it done in one go.
So the new Jiaolong and Orca submersibles strode forward.
Then, after all that trouble, the two hundred million yuan that Yang Xiaotao gave him was indeed used up.
"Great, you guys are really something."
Old Chen was speechless, then pointed and said, "And there's also that, 8 Weiqing-class guided-missile cruisers and 20 Qingshan-class destroyers!"
"One billion US dollars isn't enough?"
"You want an aircraft carrier too?"
Peng leaned back to get away from Elder Chen's attack range, then smiled and said, "This, isn't a dual-carrier battle group even stronger?"
"Stronger?"
huh~~~
Old Chen was so angry he didn't want to say anything.
They finally managed to accumulate some wealth, and in the blink of an eye, these guys squandered it all.
It's not easy for me!
President Peng just smiled. Anyway, the matter was already settled, and he didn't need to offend the 'money bag' in front of him. As for not having money, if there wasn't any here, there was still some at the Ninth Department, wasn't there?
I heard that the special medicine made a lot of money this time.
Moreover, he also heard that the pharmaceutical factory had given all the money it earned to the Ninth Department for the West-East Gas Pipeline project.
Tsk tsk.
Old Chen glanced at President Peng and immediately guessed what the other man was thinking.
There was nothing he could do but hope that Yang Xiaotao wouldn't act rashly and get tricked by the other party again.
No, I'll have to remind them later.
The two looked at each other, then picked up their teacups and drank.
Old Qing didn't say a word from beginning to end, but just watched his two old friends bickering in front of him, and was in a good mood.
Only you know your own physical condition.
He may not be able to serve this country for much longer, but he is still happy.
Because this country and this nation are getting better and better.
"Sometimes I really miss my old comrades."
Suddenly, Qing Lao sighed.
The two looked up at the same time, then lowered their heads again, a hint of reminiscence on their faces.
"Maybe it's because I'm getting old."
Old Qing chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Both of them remained silent.
They are not young anymore.
"What are your thoughts on the United States' request to convene a conference to establish rules?"
Elder Qing asked.
Peng glanced at Old Chen, and seeing that the other party did not intend to speak, he took the initiative to say, "I guess he can't hold on any longer."
"Regarding the last space-based weapon, the other side wanted to set rules for satellites, but they were opposed by Britain and France. I guess they'll hold a conference once their satellite is launched."
"It was only because Britain and France took the initiative to submit reports this time in order to deal with the current issue of 'genetic weapons' that the United States took the initiative to convene the conference ahead of schedule."
"I suspect the other party wants to distance themselves as soon as possible, and may even try to smear us."
After Mr. Peng finished speaking, Old Chen laughed and said, "What do you mean by smearing people? You're making those old guys from the United States feel really uncomfortable."
Old Qing also shook his head and laughed.
Who would have thought that they started planning this ten years ago?
Not only that, in the following years, they focused on erasing traces, leaving only a few clues in the United States, but no traces of the past three years could be found elsewhere.
As for those that have been outstanding for more than three years, I doubt the other party will be able to find them.
Mr. Peng shook his head. "We can't admit to this, or other countries will get anxious."
Old Chen nodded, "Of course we can't admit it!"
"Not only should we not admit it, but we should also turn the tables and make the United States stand up and admit its mistakes, so that the world can see their true colors."
After listening, Peng added, "It seems the alliance has been quite active lately, doing a lot of things."
"These guys are just much more professional than those in the United States. I heard they even took over the research institutes in Britain. It's unbelievable."
"Not at all polite."
The three of them laughed as they spoke, not at all worried.
Once this thing is exposed to sunlight, no one dares to defy public opinion.
Otherwise, you'll just have to wait to get beaten up.
"So, should we sign these new rules?"
Elder Qing asked again.
After pondering for a moment, Mr. Chen said, "I think we can sign it, and the representatives should also propose that it is not only biological weapons, but also chemical weapons, bacterial weapons, and even some viruses that cannot be researched without authorization."
"That way, if they break the agreement, we'll have a reason to take action immediately."
President Peng nodded in agreement. “That’s right. We can’t always be the ones who suffer losses. If the local authorities want to establish rules, then they should establish comprehensive ones, so that they don’t put a tight rein on us while they only wear a hat.”
Qing Lao thought it was fine, "This is acceptable."
"If you want to sign an agreement, you have to agree to our demands. That's a good idea."
"However, I guarantee they won't give up."
Mr. Peng shrugged. "This point is not unexpected."
"It's just that it's moved from the public eye to the underground."
Old Chen added, "Just like us."
After he finished speaking, everyone laughed.
The so-called rules only apply to areas outside the Fifth Ring Road.
"What about the others? What are your thoughts?"
After Qing finished speaking, Chen took the initiative to say, "I don't have anything here. Anyway, the situation in the country has basically been settled."
"In the near term, the focus is on the West-East Gas Pipeline and the oil pipeline. Other areas, such as agricultural and industrial development, still need to be accelerated." "Local construction has also achieved remarkable results, much faster than we planned."
Qing Lao nodded; this was indeed the priority at the moment.
The completion of the West-to-East Gas Pipeline project will not only alleviate the energy problems of industrial development in the east, but also improve people's lives, provide many jobs, and boost domestic demand.
Get more in one fell swoop.
After Mr. Chen finished speaking, Mr. Qing looked at President Peng again.
Upon seeing this, Mr. Peng remained silent for a moment before saying, "In principle, I agree to prioritize economic development."
"But we cannot slow down the pace of military development."
"Without military protection, it's a joke for us to think about developing peacefully."
Old Chen nodded in agreement.
When Qing Lao heard what the two said, he nodded in agreement. "You two just need to make up your minds and keep a good grasp of the direction, so that there won't be any problems."
"As for the rest, let the subordinates handle them."
"I'm getting old, I can't deny it."
Both of them laughed upon hearing this, but Old Chen laughed heartily while President Peng gave a somewhat wry smile.
"Oh, right, there's something else I need help with."
Old Chen's smile faded, and he glanced at Old Qing and President Peng.
"Recently, the Ninth Bureau organized a live TV broadcast of a Spring Festival gala, didn't it?"
"You've all heard about it, haven't you?"
Old Qing nodded, "I heard about it. We've even taken out our TV and cleaned it several times because of this."
"Also, the antenna poles in the yard have all been erected, and at first glance, it really does look like we're going into a mountain gully."
After saying that, Mr. Peng laughed, "It's the same at our house. Nobody watches the TV on weekdays, but we turn it on to watch it every now and then."
"I've heard that television factories across the country are working overtime to produce more sets. Based on this news alone, I estimate that an additional 100,000 television sets will be produced."
Old Chen waved his hand and said, "That's ancient history."
"The latest data came out before I came here today. In just one month, the domestic production of television sets has increased by 200,000 units."
Two hundred thousand?
Mr. Peng's eyes lit up, and Mr. Qing also had a big smile on his face.
This extra 200,000 can also be considered as being used for the benefit of the people.
"I've said too much, I've said too much."
Old Chen quickly got back to the main topic and said with a smile, "Yang Xiaotao is having a headache about the awarding of the grand prize at the Spring Festival gala. He asked us to help him give some advice, score the entries, and see which one is suitable for the grand prize."
As he spoke, he took out a document from his briefcase, which contained the achievements of various research institutes and factories over the past two years.
Seeing this, Boss Peng laughed and said, "This kid doesn't want to rack his brains and wants us to be the bad guys."
Old Qing became interested, then took the materials with a smile, "To be honest, I also want to see who will win this grand prize in the end."
Old Chen shrugged. "After you've read it, you probably won't be laughing anymore."
"Because they're all pretty much the same."
Japanese islands.
Mutsuki Sakai knelt on the tatami mat, her gaze sweeping over the man prostrate on the ground below.
This man is none other than Kitaro, the current head of the Kanemura family.
"I never expected that the rules that the Jin family had upheld for decades would be broken in this generation. It's truly a pity."
Sakai Mutsuki spoke with a hint of regret, after all, the Kanemura family was a rare example of a family headed by a woman, and it was also an important oil and energy power in Japan, as well as her close political partner.
Who would have thought that in less than two years, the heads of the family died one by one under mysterious circumstances, and in the end, a son-in-law became the head of the family.
Moreover, last month, she met the man's wife, the former head of the family, Kikuchiko. The girl was so young and vibrant back then.
Who would have thought that he would choke to death while eating takoyaki?
Seriously? Absurd.
"Kitaro!"
"Your subordinate is here!"
Kitaro shouted hurriedly, his forehead touching the ground, and spittle splattered onto his face as he spoke.
"I said last month that the Jin family needs to complete the oil reserves that will support the entire country for six months within a month!"
"How did you do it?"
Kitaro felt a chill run down his spine, and then quickly explained, "Sir, we have already contacted the oil seller and agreed to purchase a large quantity of oil. It will be delivered as soon as the payment is received."
"Please grant us some more time, sir. Our Jin Village family will definitely complete the mission."
Upon hearing this, Mutsuki Sakai remained silent.
Silence fell over the room.
The next moment, the bald old man, Kurihara, spoke up and scolded, "Kitarou, don't shirk responsibility."
"This is a mission for your Jin Village family. Even if it means selling everything you own, you must complete the mission."
"Don't forget, you have a monopoly on the domestic oil."
As Kitaro lay on the ground listening to the other man's words, he felt an urge to bite the old man to death.
The family was responsible for the country's oil reserves, and they even had to pay for it themselves.
What kind of logic is this?
However, he has just taken this position and needs external support to maintain it.
Otherwise, the Jin Clan wouldn't even exist, so what's the point of him being the head of the family?
"Yes, sir. I will definitely complete the task. Please grant me more time, sir."
Kitaro called out again, and Sakai Mutsuki finally nodded in satisfaction, "I'll give you another month. I want to see results."
"Hi!"
"Go down."
After saying that, Kitaro lay on the ground and quickly backed away like a tortoise.
"Li Yuan!"
After seeing Kitaro leave, Mutsuki Sakai spoke again.
The bald old man nodded gently.
"Hi!"
Sakai Mutsuki said solemnly, "When we go to the international conference this time, we must make them sign a treaty and we must bind them."
"As for the rest, they're not important!"
Li Yuan was still somewhat unwilling to give up. "Sir, we can produce evidence to prove it belongs to them."
Mutsuki Sakai raised her hand to interrupt, "It's not necessary."
"The other party has already completed it. If we publicize it like this, we will only embarrass ourselves in the end."
"Moreover, this will only invite retaliation from the other party."
"There's no need to discuss this further."
Li Yuan nodded silently, but his heart was filled with grief and indignation.
Thinking back to the remarks I had heard not long ago, I felt even more ashamed.
But so what?
He could only keep it to himself.
"Remember, don't cause any unnecessary trouble. Just cooperate with the United States to achieve its goals."
Mutsuki Sakai sat wearily in the chair, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.
First, the rocket failed to launch, then the domestic economy was in recession, and then the oil crisis hit.
Now this has popped up again.
What's wrong with this world?