"Where is the rocket now?" I asked.
"Where are you?" I said.
But in order to make everyone happy, I will release the good ending that was not voted for.
"Can we finish?" I said.
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"No need, he does a great job. Thank you also for always insisting on using him." I said with a smile.
"Are the advertisers I choose getting worse?" I said.
"Everything is for the country." The general said seriously.
"How far behind are we? How far behind is the starting point plan?" I said.
The soldier captain raised his gun and pointed it at me, and the soldiers in the back row did not neglect either.
The soldier captain almost subconsciously grabbed my arm and snatched the remote control.
"Selling it to him is no longer a secret. Our plan is running out of time. Even if we rush it, we are still far behind." I sighed.
"Did the rocket encounter any problems this time?" I said.
The door was kicked open by the Finance Minister.
I saw him looking at my face, and I smiled and said, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
80% of the people who voted chose bad ending B, which is plan B.
"As far as I know, your country has not developed its military for several years. Our country invented a nuclear bomb last year. You wouldn't tell me this, right?" the soldier captain smiled.
A moment of waiting.
"The remote control is in his hand?" the satellite phone said.
The sixth one was successful.
"The army has been reduced by 80%, and the weapons have not improved in seven years." The general said.
The assistant nodded and said, "I'm making less and less money, and the Minister of Finance is very unhappy."
It looks like an angry moon, ready to embrace the earth.
Gunfire roared, and armed soldiers immediately entered the office.
Watching the rocket slowly disappear in front of you.
"Can you calm down? Listen to me. Although I can't tell you what's here, can you believe me? We don't have time, we have to keep launching. We have to get ahead of other countries, do you understand? "I said helplessly.
The soldier captain untied my clothes and found the sensor attached to my chest.
"You are crazy." The Finance Minister slowly raised the gun and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Mo Zheng? Maybe, do you know what the remote control button in front of me is for?" I said.
"Of course, the Starting Point Project has just begun. I need you to help me announce this and make the entire earth surrender to me." I shouted.
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This time the advertiser became Stanley Compound Fertilizer.
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"There are more and more countries that can launch rockets," I said.
"Excuse me, please give the phone to the general." I said.
postscript:
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"Go to work quickly and bring the contract." I said helplessly.
The Secretary of the Treasury knelt before me and pulled the trigger.
Not far away, an ambushed sniper pulled the trigger.
"I forgot to introduce you, I am a first-class sergeant of country M. Billy Herrington may also be the one who took you away." The soldier captain said with a smile.
"Yes, I'm pinching him," the soldier captain said.
For the first time, Goudan got one more vote than Lu Qiao and became the protagonist of "The Angry Moon".
"Actually, it's not impossible." The expert said.
I found that the moon was getting bigger and redder.
The assistant lowered his head.
The Minister of Finance looked at me and hesitated to say the word "compensation".
Another year.
I always choose to refuse, no matter how high the other party’s offer is.
Government staff canceled 80% of the orders.
The assistant was helpless, took the contract on the table and walked out.
I put a remote control on the table and said, "You know for the past nine years, we've been sending rockets to the moon."
This story was voted on twice in the group.
Four hours later, a heavily armed army appeared in front of me.
"As long as I press this button, the nine rockets on the moon will re-ignite. Pushing the moon to hit the earth, I now ask you to put down your weapons and surrender to me." I shouted loudly.
"Is this a launch plan for seven rockets? I shouldn't have given you my vote back then. My Prime Minister, you are a madman who wastes money." The Finance Minister knelt on the ground, holding the pistol in his hand and kept shouting Tremble.
Nine indescribable things are stirring.
"Okay, pretend I didn't say that. The 1.3 billion plane comes once a year, please check it." I said helplessly.
"Stop talking about this, how long will it take to build a second rocket?" I asked.
Everything is so perfect, not a single mistake.
There's still one left to go, but everything should be enough.
The phone was handed to the other side.
After waiting for a whole day, the plan to successfully land on the moon spread throughout the country.
Taxes have doubled, and people are deeply resentful.
…
For a few passing seconds, I thought about the future.
The soldier captain positioned my body so that a wire was exposed on my chest.
Hope to exchange data on rocket development, or directly purchase rocket manufacturing drawings.
The plan for the ninth rocket is in my hands, and the army has been completely canceled by me.
The real starting point plan is to spend 10 years to rule the entire earth.
"Let me talk about common sense. You know that the moon we see is always one side of the moon. The other side is never visible." I said with a smile.
"Just 1.2 billion, my Prime Minister." The expert said with a smile.
"He just swallowed a gun and committed suicide in front of me. Tell me what you know." I said calmly.
"Are you going to the wet market to buy food? Everything here is very expensive. Besides, the fuel you require is more than the amount of moon landing." The expert said dissatisfied.
Four days later, news of the successful moon landing once again spread throughout the country.
"I want to say that K country wants our rocket blueprints. The price is enough for us to launch another rocket. I think you should know." The assistant said.
I could clearly see his trembling hands.
After nine rockets were completed, other countries discovered it.
"Forget it, I will launch without investment." I said.
The Minister of Finance organized his thoughts and said calmly: "Your Excellency Prime Minister, I don't think there will be any problem with our entire rocket plan being launched every two years, even three years, or four years. You will make a profit but not lose it, but is your current pace a bit wrong? Too rushed? We didn’t make as much money this time as we did last time. If you do it again we might have to... "
Another year, my country's second moon landing rocket arrived as scheduled.
And the enemy's army also set foot on our territory.
"Yes, you discovered it." I smiled.
I looked at him with the red document and couldn't say anything.
"Prime Minister, what you are holding in your hand is not the plan for the No. 3 rocket, is it?" the Finance Minister said with a trembling voice.
"You tell me." I said with a smile.
I looked into his eyes and said calmly: "Trust me once, just this once, okay?"
"You don't want to fool us with this, do you? A moon?" The soldier captain completely lost his smile.
The outline of a good ending: Hereinafter commonly known as Goudan mode.
"Are you having any difficulties? Forget it, just hand the call over to the experts." I said anxiously.
The expert scratched his head, and I heard the sound of my scalp scratching on the phone.
Above the blue sky and white clouds, no movement could be seen at this time.
Years from now, the world will look up at this one from time to time.
"Hello, Prime Minister." The expert said calmly.
They were the army of the leading country, and their sophisticated firearms were aimed at me.
"It's not a big problem. In my eyes, missiles are more challenging than rockets. Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, and several mathematicians are more cooperative. They helped a lot in converting the takeoff and distance, as well as the shape of the missile. ” said the expert.
The launch plan for the seventh rocket is in my hands.
I slowly stood up and called the general.
"If you are really monitoring, I think you should know what the predecessor of our country's rocket is?" I said.
"Prime Minister, I heard our expert yelling at you. I will make him apologize, please don't worry." The general said.
But it was above the invisible sky, behind the moon.
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The assistant had fallen into a pool of blood, and the general's phone number had long been lost.
I hung up the phone.
"Yes, I know. My Prime Minister Rocket, or should I call you Prime Minister Rocket?" the soldier captain continued to say with a smile.
Same steps, same process for launching into the sky.
Let me just say this, this bad ending was chosen by voting.
"I'm not sure, but for the sake of the country," the general said.
At night, when everyone sees the moon.
The Minister of Finance walked away quickly and did not speak immediately in front of me.
But the ninth rocket was still launched.
The eighth one was successful.
I won’t go into details about the outline. Which one you like varies from person to person.
The soldier captain reluctantly put down his gun.
Four days later, the news that the rocket successfully landed on the moon reached my ears.
"There are still three rockets left," the general said.
I slowly put down the contract.
"Prime Minister," the assistant said nervously.
"So what?" the soldier captain looked at me and said, his smile a little far-fetched at this time.
I waved my hand and said, "Clean up the body. Take out the red contract on the table and give it to my assistant."
"This is only the fifth one, what? No one is willing to invest anymore?" I said.
The moon can be angry at any time.
"You have indeed done your best for the country, but people always make mistakes. Your frequency this time is really inappropriate. You may really need to stop." The trembling voice of the Finance Minister softened slightly.
The third rocket is scheduled.
Everything is God's will, everything is destined.
I put the contract aside, stood up and walked towards him, put my arm on his shoulder and said, "Isn't anything I have done in the past few years for the good of the country?"
"Dear Prime Minister, you can't make a living out of going to the moon. We still need funds to build the country." The financial prime minister said, his whole body trembling.
"Except for Country K, almost all neighboring countries know it, but no country is willing to sell the blueprints to Country K. Or the price is sky-high, so Country K found us." The assistant said.
And my heart stopped beating at this point.
"What? These finance ministers know more than I do," the general said.
"What? Are you going to convince me too? Don't you know me clearly yet? Go ahead and do it." I said calmly.
The second rocket has also entered the research and development stage, and I personally serve as the Minister of Culture's advertising work.
"On the side that you can't see, there are nine rockets with two-thirds of the fuel remaining. Of course, my expectation was ten, but there is no chance for this last one. But this is powerful enough, but it will only Slow down." I said with a smile.
"Do you still remember who the tenderer this time is?" I slapped the Rocket 5 contract on the table.
It even spread to nearby neighboring countries, and almost all the special envoys of some countries sent news.
"I know." I said with a smile from my morning office chair.
I didn't dare move, but the Finance Minister pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at me.
"What else do we have besides rockets now?" I said.
A voice came from the other end of the satellite phone: "Is what you said true?"
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"You block it for me. Even if you ask me, you will tell me I'm not here. This is the launch plan of the No. 4 rocket, and no one can block it." I handed the document to my assistant.
"You're looking for me?" the general said.
Of course, the happy ending is also for Goudan.
"What about the cost? Can it be cheaper?" I said.
The soldiers almost froze on the spot.
The assistant nodded.
Negotiations with prime ministers of other countries have yielded no results.
Continuing from the above, the difference is that the prime minister of the other country called off Plan B and the sniper put down his gun.
"This? The remote control is too light. It seems to be a plastic, it can't be some kind of transmitter. We were deceived, this madman." The soldier captain said.
"Plan?" the assistant said in confusion.
Other countries announced the secrets on the moon and introduced the starting point plan for Goudan, and introduced Goudan to the world.
"Although it is three times the cost of landing on the moon, this is a helpless move. Isn't everything just for the starting point plan? You can't just reduce your expenses a little bit." I said politely.
"I came in all the way, but I didn't even see an imaginary soldier." The soldier said again.
"The launch tower in the city center is guarding the rocket with the experts," the general said.
The soldier captain came over, took out a satellite phone and placed it on the table. "We know that we have been monitoring you. We think you may be crazy, my Rocket Prime Minister."
"Soldiers? This is the army. I have no money and can't afford it," I said.
My mind went blank and I fell on the table.
"Captain, the president's chest seems to be glowing," one soldier said.
"If there is no problem with this first rocket, according to this drawing. As long as a few mathematicians do not make mistakes in calculating the launch time, we can build a rocket in one year." The expert said.
But the trademark on the rocket changed to: 999 Ganmao Ling.
The call was connected, and it said: "I am the president of country M, and I will now lead my army to take over your territory."
The second time A is the good ending and B is the bad ending.
"Wait a minute, let me ask." The general said and put down the satellite phone.
"I can indeed save about 15% of the price on this basis, but I cannot guarantee a 100% success rate. You should know this better than me. After all, it is the plan and standards you gave me." The expert said.
The soldier captain touched it and understood that it was a circuit, and the switch of the circuit was my beating heart.
As soon as I finished speaking, I left the office.
Goudan announced on TV stations around the world: The earth belongs to him.
The soldiers behind him also laughed, and the other end of the satellite phone was very serious and there was no sound.
"Can you please stop for a moment? My Prime Minister?" the Finance Minister's voice trembled.
Another year, slowly launching into the sky.
The soldier captain immediately went to the window and looked at the sky.
The Finance Minister was stunned and lowered his head.
The general smiled and said: "I asked, we can land on the moon in twenty hours."
Called the general's number.
The satellite phone was silent for a moment and said, "Plan B."
"Prime Minister, your people are cursing you." A soldier dressed slightly differently said.