Chapter 67: America: With all due respect, electric propulsion is garbage
"This...this is impossible!"
William Blair's face was pale, and veins popped out on the backs of his hands holding the documents!
The next moment, he suddenly raised his head, looked at the man in front of him who was delivering the documents, and shouted with a ferocious expression: "Quick! Prepare the car!"
"Preparing a car?" A trace of doubt flashed in the man's eyes, and he subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"
"White House!"
William Blair reached out and grabbed his coat that was placed aside, and opened the office door: "In ten minutes, I want to see the door to the White House!"
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The White House of the United States.
William Blair clutched the A4 paper recording the intelligence in his hand and rushed to the President's Office in a hurry.
Then……
Without any surprise, he was stopped by two tall bodyguards.
"Let me pass! I have very important information to report to the president!"
As he spoke, William shook the document in his hand.
"Sorry sir, it's Mr. Albert's nap time now!" the bodyguard said expressionlessly.
William Blair's eyes widened suddenly, and he even laughed in anger!
"WTF?!"
"Do you know who I am?"
"You are the director of the CIA, sir." The bodyguard continued calmly, "But I still can't let you pass. Mr. Albert specifically told him that no one can disturb his nap."
"Sir, please be considerate of us. If we let you pass, we will lose our job." Another bodyguard added.
"Tsk..." William Blair sneered and glanced meaningfully at the two bodyguards in front of him, "Okay, I hope you two will remember this today!"
"Tell me, how long until the President's nap?"
"...Five minutes, you can wait in the waiting area next to it." The bodyguard obviously did not take William's threat seriously and nonchalantly pointed to the chair in the aisle beside him.
Five minutes later.
As an alarm sounded from the presidential office nearby, the two bodyguards reminded softly: "Director William, the president's nap time is over, you can go in."
William Blair sighed deeply, stood up from his chair and walked quickly towards the office door.
…
"Tuk-tuk-tuk!"
William adjusted his mood and gently knocked on the door of the President's Office.
"Who?"
Just when William wanted to respond, Albert's voice sounded again: "Forget it, no matter who it is, come in!"
William: "..."
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly before he pushed open the office door.
"William Blair?" Albert rubbed his sleepy eyes, stretched and muttered in a low voice, "Why are you here?"
Looking at the president who was still asleep in front of him, the corners of William Blair's eyes trembled violently.
He looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, the intelligence personnel from Xia State have sent a very important piece of information..."
Before he finished speaking, Albert raised his hand to interrupt William Blair's words.
The next moment, Albert reached out and pressed a red button on the table.
While William Blair was still wondering, the door to the office behind him suddenly opened.
A secretary in OL uniform walked into the office carrying a cup of brown drink.
Albert's eyes stayed on the beautiful secretary's legs wearing black stockings for a few seconds.
Then, he reached out and took the glass from the female secretary's hand, and nodded slightly to William: "Coke, would you like a glass?"
"By the way, what did you just say?"
William: "..."
He had never been so speechless in his life.
Although he had heard people say that this president was very unreliable, he never expected that it would be so...ridiculous!
Suddenly, he gave up the idea of "snitching" to the president. After all, looking at this, it is estimated that the two bodyguards will not be punished for this matter.
He took a deep breath and calmed down the turbulent emotions in his heart.
Then, he gritted his teeth and said: "Your Excellency, the intelligence personnel of Xia State have sent important information!"
After hearing the news from Xia Guo, Albert's expression gradually became more solemn.
He picked up the glass, took a sip of ice coke, and asked in a low voice: "What information?"
"Xia Guo has mastered the controllable nuclear fusion miniaturization technology!"
"Pfft...cough!!" President Albert coughed, grabbed a napkin from the side, and hurriedly wiped the Coke stains on his desk.
"What did you say?! Controlled nuclear fusion miniaturization technology?"
"How is this possible?! Is the news reliable?"
William Blair shrugged: "Of course it is reliable, Xia State officials have already recognized it."
President Albert's face turned ugly for a moment.
Damn...
He just spent a lot of money to buy a complete set of controllable nuclear fusion technology!
As a result, he bought someone else's obsolete product? !
Historically, only the United States harvested leeks from other countries!
Albert never thought that during his tenure, the United States would be severely harvested by the Xia Kingdom thousands of miles away!
"Congressman Li..." Albert muttered to himself with gloomy eyes.
William reached out and handed the document to Albert: "In addition, the intelligence officers obtained a piece of information."
"Xia Guo is developing an electric propulsion system and has canceled the Long March 10 heavy-lift launch vehicle research project."
"In my opinion, this is what we need to pay attention to."
Albert was slightly stunned.
"Electric propulsion system?"
"What is this?"
William Blair's eyes flashed with doubt, and he said uncertainly: "It should be a new type of propulsion. I suspect that this is related to Xiaguo's abnormal behavior in recent times."
"For the specific situation, I think you should ask our NASA director."
Albert frowned, then picked up the black landline on the table: "Let Director Morton come to see me!"
"By the way, there is Anthony, let him come too."
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Half an hour later
A short, slightly bald man looked at Albert nervously: "Mr. President, do you have something to talk to me about?"
"Mortton, do you know about the electric propulsion system?"
Looking at the slightly bald NASA director in front of him, Albert frowned and said: "Intelligence personnel sent information that Xiaguo is currently studying the electric propulsion system and has canceled the original Long March 10 launch vehicle research project."
Mortton was stunned and asked in disbelief: "Electric propulsion system?"
"Mr. President, are you sure it is an electric propulsion system?"
Albert frowned even deeper: "Of course, I'm sure!"
Morton sneered, and the nervous look on his face dissipated.
He shrugged lightly and said unhappily: "Mr. President, with all due respect, the electric propulsion system is garbage."
"Let Xiaguo study it, I don't think they can make any achievements on it!"
