I glanced at the general beside me. The general waved his hand helplessly and said, "For safety."
"You mean? Let the people who make missiles make rockets?" I said in surprise.
The general said solemnly: "Because this is our country's first rocket, military experts estimate it to cost 1.3 billion."
Whether it is a developed or developing country.
"1.1 billion funds to build rockets in urban areas?" I said calmly.
The Minister of Culture stood up slowly and said: "Although we are still short of 300 million, we should report this news. Then we can sell advertising space on the fan-shaped protective cover just mentioned, or even advertise on the rocket. The income from this, It must be more than 300 million."
I opened my mouth wide and was at a loss. Everyone was almost as surprised as I was.
The thumbs on the hand are pointed straight up, telling us that the content of the conversation is good news.
The general put his hand on my shoulder and said, "No, we are creating the future."
The general took out a satellite phone from his trouser pocket on his back, pressed the buttons and turned his head to make a call.
I nodded my head and said, "General, have you asked your experts how much research and development funds are needed?"
After just a few minutes of conversation, the general hung up the phone, bowed to me and said, "Our military experts need several mathematical experts to make calculations. As for the manufacture of rockets, they think there is no problem, and I don't think so." Trust them. You can look at the drawings of their missiles, they are perfect."
No explosions, no derailments.
Launch it into the sky with national television coverage, as long as nothing goes wrong.
One after another, everyone started clapping and cheering.
The door was kicked open and five armed soldiers rushed in.
A year ago, the neighboring country shot to fame with a successful rocket launch.
The door was kicked open again, and five soldiers walked in slowly.
The Minister of Culture stood up and said tremblingly: "Sir, we originally planned to build a world-class stadium last year, but the stadium built by neighboring countries last year exceeded the specifications on our drawings. So I took the liberty not to start construction. , and kept all the money. So now we have about 400 million in funds and a huge venue."
"Starting point? Okay, this is our plan. All information on this plan must be signed by me before it can be implemented." I shouted.
Then you can show it off to the whole world for a long, long time.
In an instant, the entire office was shouting and applauding.
"Including the 400 million for the stadium, the total is 1.1 billion." said the Finance Minister.
The Propaganda Minister shook his head and said: "The Red Cross is reminiscent of war, and it may be the starting point of our country's transformation. Why not call it the Starting Point Plan? This is more reasonable."
…
Towering above the earth, aiming at the distant sky.
The culture minister also began to applaud.
The soldier said calmly, "The general's rule is that if the inside exceeds 80 shells, you must enter."
I subconsciously took the missile drawing on the table, and the plane planing drawings were presented in front of me one by one.
Next, the news will be played in a loop on the TV station and turned into a newspaper.
Everyone was sighing.
"We're fine, why do you have to come in as soon as we make a sound?" I asked doubtfully, but I had never encountered such a problem before.
I took out a document from the red box and it said: Starting Point Plan.
A steel-framed cylinder that costs several hundred million to more than a billion.
"Let's go, this is no longer suitable for meetings. The meeting is over, let's go out for a drink?" I said with a smile.
The colors are arranged in order of importance, with green being general and red being confidential.
Rocket? That's something incredible.
Almost every part has its size and function identified at its location.
The general turned his head again and took out his satellite phone.
"Do we only have 700 million?" I said.
I said, "Where is the place?"
"Thirteen plus one, how many do we have now?" I said.
I said to everyone: "Is there anything else?"
There was silence for a few seconds before the general clapped his hands beside me.
"Do we have the funds?" I asked.
The general at the far end stood up, put his hat on his waist and walked over slowly.
"There are still about 700 million in funds from tax collection this year, but I don't know how much investment is needed here." The Finance Minister beside him said.
"So do we have the rocket technology and development space?" I said.
Almost everyone shook their heads.
This incident has also become a knot in my heart, a knot that I must overcome.
The soldier who came in walked out and held the closed broken door with his hand.
The general hung up the phone and said: "We can build a huge fan-shaped shield that can isolate sound and prevent radiation. Military experts say there is no problem at all, but this shield is estimated to cost 100 million."
"What's wrong with this?" the general said loudly.
After a few more minutes of phone calls, the general raised his hands midway through the call.
in a meeting.
Almost all the people raised their hands, and the soldiers who came in were at a loss.
"Prime Minister, do we also need a rocket to change the depressed mood of the people?" asked the propaganda minister beside him.
The general walked slowly to the table in front of me and stopped. He took out a thick document from behind and said, "Your Excellency, Prime Minister, I originally wanted to approve the latest batch of missile materials. But now I prefer to let the military experts to build rockets.”
Looking at the map on the table in front of me, I drew a red dot in the city center, lowered my head and said, "City center."
On the desk, there are documents placed in four grids of red, orange, yellow and green.
"This is a question. Call your scientist again. General. Ask more details." I said.
Everyone calmed down, and the general and the minister of culture returned to their seats.
Government building, office.
"I think this plan needs a loud name." I said.
It suddenly became a powerful country from many countries.
The Minister of Epidemic Prevention in the corner stood up and said: "Will the rockets in the city center produce harmful substances when they are launched? Will those harmful substances..."
I looked at the red dot drawn by the Minister of Culture in the center of the map on the table in front of me and said, "Let's call it the Red Dot Project."
It even represents whether a country has foresight.
Three days later.
The Minister of Culture said with a smile: "I can have as many mathematics experts as I want. It's not a problem."
"I think you need to make a call to your scientists to ask about the feasibility of this matter? Then we will continue to discuss the rocket issue." I said hesitantly, wanting the general to understand that this was not a joke.
The crowd shouted and applauded again.
The Minister of Culture took out the red pen in his pocket and stood up, taking a few steps to the other side of me.
I am Goudan, the Prime Minister of this country.
Everyone was stunned.
"It seems that the success of this plan has exceeded 80 decibels." I said excitedly.
Everyone fell silent.
Almost all countries around the world have begun to embrace this rocket craze.
One of the soldiers showed the watch in his hand, with several values on it.
"Are we crazy?" I said, piecing the pieces together in my mind.
Rocket downtown, center
I opened the file and read it with interest, and signed my name: Goudan.
A successfully launched rocket represents a country’s financial and material capital.
I stood up helplessly and said: "Get out, we were not killed. We were just too excited. Does everyone agree with the whole plan?"