Ninth Special District

Eighth District, Yanbei Civil Airport.

Coco, Ming Ming, Mr. Liu who was in charge of the matchmaking, and the bodyguard Hong Ge and others walked out of the airport lobby together.

It was about five o'clock in the afternoon. Mr. Liu looked down at his watch and whispered at Cocoa softly, “Dr. Wang is very tight. He has a banquet to attend in the evening. We don’t have time to rest. We have to go directly.”

"This is the best way," Coco nodded. "It's all about doing things."

After everyone discussed, they drove the car eagerly and rushed all the way to a ZhengF hospitality hotel in the center of Yanbei city.

…

Dr. Wang is sixty-five years old this year. He is an academician of the Seventh District Academy of Military Engineering and a Ph.D. in Physics. Although he is not young and retired, his prestige in his field is still at the level of Taishan Beidou.

At about 6:30 in the evening, Mr. Liu accompanied Dr. Wang out of the guest room and whispered to him: "Academician, they won't delay you for too long. When you talk, you can just say anything. "

"Yeah, I see." Dr. Wang is very tough and he walks with wind.

About five minutes later, the two got off the elevator together and came to the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel. Mr. Liu led the way and led Dr. Wang into a private room with good privacy.

"Hello, Academician Wang!" It could be seen that the distinguished guest arrived and immediately got up and said.

"You're welcome, sit down!" Dr. Wang waved his hand.

"You guys, I'll go out and make a phone call." After Mr. Liu introduced the two, he found an excuse and left first.

Indoors, Coco didn't bring anyone else, only smiled and looked at Dr. Wang, and helped him pour a cup of tea.

"Let's talk about it, what do you want me to do?" Dr. Wang put his palm in his hand and asked very directly.

"Why don't you talk to Meng Xi first?" Coco tentatively asked.

"...Okay." Dr. Wang replied with cherishing words like golden ground.

Coco immediately took out the phone from his bag and dialed Meng Xi's number.

After Dr. Wang answered the phone, some smiles finally appeared on his face: "Hello, Officer Meng. Yes, I always follow the battle in the four districts. It is not easy for you...Expeditionary forces are all heroes...!"

After a while, Dr. Wang began to listen to Meng Xi's narration. The two people could communicate for five or six minutes before ending the call.

Dr. Wang returned the satellite phone to Coco, frowning and asked: "Chief Meng said that you are a company engaged in military research in the four districts. There are some academic problems that cannot be solved, right?"

"Yes." Coco nodded.

"Did you bring the materials?" Dr. Wang asked succinctly.

"Take it."

"Take me a look." Dr. Wang replied, holding on to his glasses.

Coco Hearing took out the computer from the bag, entered the password skillfully, called up the information, and pushed it to the other party.

Dr. Wang didn't grind, he fiddled with the computer and browsed the content on it, but after only reading a small part, his brows frowned.

Less than two minutes later, Dr. Wang closed the computer directly and asked blankly: "Do you think I can't understand this information?"

"Of course not, I just...!" Coco wanted to explain.

"I can understand, and you also know what this information means." Dr. Wang interrupted and said, "Then I can't help you."

"Dr. Wang, listen to me. This information is very important to our overseas Chinese companies when it is small; when it is big, it is also very important to our expeditionary army, otherwise Chief Meng will not specifically find someone to recommend you and I met, so I really hope you can help us." Coco said sincerely: "This matter has no commercial interest, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Dr. Wang resolutely refused: "Do you know what a district-level military secret? Do you know what the final result of this information means? This is not pure technical assistance, but large District-level behavior. I am a scientific researcher in the district. Without a clear order from the upper-level, I cannot export Chinese military technology in such matters."

"You may have misunderstood what I meant." Coco explained again: "The matchmaking of Chief Meng, in itself, represents an attitude of the upper echelons."

"His level is not enough." Lao Wang said straightforwardly: "Your behavior also represents the three major districts and the Chinese. Do you know what I mean?"

Coco looked at the stubborn Dr. Wang, speechless.

"...There are some things that I can't do in private, although I respect you in my heart." Dr. Wang stood up, stretched out his palm and said, "Sorry, I can't help you."

Upon hearing this, Coco knew that the matter must not be discussed, so he got up and shook hands with the other party: "Thank you for taking the time to meet with me from your busy schedule."

"It's okay."

…

After half an hour, Coco and others left the Zheng F Hospitality Hotel.

On the side of the cold street, Coco said to Meng Xi with his mobile phone: "...Dr. Wang rejected us."

"...Oh, this wise man is very persistent." Meng Xi was also helpless.

"It's not a problem of stubbornness, but our request is indeed beyond the bottom line of the matter." Coco sighed and said, "If it weren't for me to see him by your tiger skin, he probably wouldn't have contact with me."

"This matter must be controlled within a small area." Meng Xi was also a little angry: "It's really a bit tricky."

"...Is there anyone else you can contact?" Coco asked rhetorically.

"My relationship is not in the military industry." Meng Xi thought for a long time and replied: "...This kind of thing is not prepared, so I rushed to the door. It is difficult for anyone to accept it."

Coco pursed his lips: "If I can't, I'll go. Go outside the district and spend a lot of money on technology."

"This is too risky. Those who understand this are all big figures in the field of scientific research. They have inextricable connections with the upper levels of the government." Meng Xi said thoughtfully: "Let's look for someone. If the news gets leaked, then More troublesome."

"...We don't have much time."

"You let me think of a solution."

"Well, you can reply to me as soon as possible."

"OK!"

After the two communicated, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Meng Xi also fell into thought.

After a while, when Meng Xi was about to make a call, the communications soldier suddenly came over: "The call from Beifengkou is a private number, and it's from Minister Lin."

Meng Xi was startled slightly: "Take it over, hurry up!"

…

After several days of fermentation, the political situation in the first region of Europe has also become more complicated. As the previous troops and police officers shot and killed a large number of protesters, the Civil Administration officially jumped out and used public opinion and political stance to criticize the Republican madly. They even started to take the lead in inciting and let more protesters take to the streets to demonstrate. .

At the same time, Admiral Westbrook, who had died of his son, also returned to a district to participate in the latest round of military strategic deployment in Kanai.

Four districts.

Sitting on the chair, Feng Ji frowned and said at He Chong: "There is a serious disturbance in District One. Will this affect the re-election of the Republican Chief Executive?"

"Made, it's hard to say." He Chong is also very anxious: "If the Republic cannot handle the pressure, our situation will become very difficult."