Chapter 355
technology?
At first, Wang Dong, who was worried that Qin Zhao would bring out the background behind him, and Wang Zihua and Li Ming, who were worried that he would move out of the background behind him, made it difficult for him to do so. After hearing Qin Zhao say these two words, they couldn't help but I was taken aback.
If we only talk about technology, who in the world can compare with a certain deep-sea oil drilling company controlled by the Rothschild family? After hearing Qin Zhao say that he would compete with Qiankun Palace technically, Charlie glanced at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Kailins in the audience with disdain.
Carlins was watching him too. Charlie smiled, thinking sinisterly: You are destined to be the same as that stubborn old man, and there will be no good end.
"Excuse me, Mr. Qin, I wonder if you have any skills that you can use as a bargaining chip?" Although Wang Dong's words were very rude, they also asked the doubts in the hearts of everyone present. That's right, the technical team on the plan for Qiankun Palace is already the best in any developed country, let alone in China's Qing Island? However, looking at Qin Zhao's confident face, does he really have the confidence to compete in technology and Qiankun Palace?
"Words are not proven, seeing is believing." Qin Zhao took out a folded white paper from his coat pocket as he spoke, "Mayor Li, I believe there should be experts who specialize in energy research at the scene, right? If there are In other words, I have some experimental procedures for the precise extraction of energy, and I want to ask them to demonstrate it. After they finish the demonstration, you will know what I am talking about."
"Of course there is." Li Ming took the piece of paper suspiciously, glanced at it briefly and handed it to Wang Zihua, then turned his head and told the mayor's secretary: "You go and ask Mr. Liu and the others to come over and say something about energy. The problem needs to be identified by them.”
OK The secretary agreed, and then quickly walked off the rostrum.
Taking advantage of this time, Wang Zihua and Li Ming carefully looked at the paper with more than a dozen experimental steps written by hand. But none of them are energy professionals. Facing these steps, they looked at the boss for a while but didn't see why. Finally, they looked at each other with a wry smile, and put the paper on the table.
When Qin Zhao took out the piece of paper, Jing Hongtaotian's eyes lit up, and he immediately thought of the 'Blue Blood' plan. If the piece of paper Qin Zhao took out was about high-precision oil refining technology, it must be incomparable to the Rothschild technical team, but in this way, wouldn't he have exposed some sensitive issues? For example, as a national agent, after recovering something belonging to the country, he dared to take it for himself, and dared to take it out openly. The consequences of this...
Besides, even if the country allows it, will a certain country that has lost a deputy secretary of state give up because of the reappearance of the 'blue blood'? Jing Hongtao looked at Jing Hongxue worriedly, and found that she had a calm face. Looking at Ye Qingling again, there was nothing unusual about her, so she could only sigh deeply, and then wait and see what happened.
Mr. Liu came soon, followed by two elderly people of the same age, each wearing thick glasses, who looked like high-level intellectuals... For those who engage in technology and contribute to the motherland, Qin Zhao didn't put on any airs anymore, and even took the initiative to take a few steps to the side of the rostrum, holding the arm of the current old Liu, and came to Secretary Wang and Mayor Li.
"Mr. Liu, here are some experimental procedures that we don't understand. They are about energy, so I ask you to help me to be firm." Secretary Wang and Mayor Li also stood up at the same time, and several elderly scientists He sat on the seat brought by the staff, and then handed the piece of paper to Mr. Liu: "Show me, what are these."
"energy?"
"Um."
"Oh, let me take a look." Mr. Liu didn't say anything polite to the secretary and the mayor. He sat on the chair and took the paper, then tilted his head back and read it carefully.
Everyone present was very interested in what happened at today's signing meeting. Not only were there so many handsome men and beauties who could seduce their eyes, but they also saw the legendary Rothschild family. And now, someone dares to challenge them technically with a piece of torn paper. Although the Tianhe Group is unlikely to win, everyone is really looking forward to that piece of paper that will have something like a heavenly book written on it. . After all, as the people present, except for a few foreigners, the rest are all Chinese.
There is no one who does not want his country to be stronger than others, this is a fact.
Mr. Liu held the piece of paper in both hands, and after reading it for only a minute, Li Ming couldn't help asking: "Mr. Liu, what is written on it? Can you explain it to everyone? Secretary, move the microphone to the Mr. Liu, come here." The secretary agreed, took the small microphone in his hand, and squatted in front of Mr. Liu.
"What did you write? Hehe, it's nothing more than some common steps in oil refining technology..." Mr. Liu smiled, and when he continued to read and wanted to continue talking, he was suddenly taken aback, and then His body was as if a nail had been stuck in the chair. Regardless of his age, he suddenly stood up from the seat, which startled the boss secretary holding the microphone.
You must know that Mr. Liu is close to his eighties, and it is impossible to bring out this kind of startled expression from him. But facts speak louder than words. Wang Zihua, Li Ming and everyone else saw Mr. Liu make such a move. Not only that, but his hand holding the paper was still shaking violently, accompanied by a trembling voice: "Lao Sun Lao Zhang, please come and see if my eyes are hallucinating. This, how is this possible?" ?”
"Mr. Liu, what's the matter?" The two elderly people whom Mr. Liu called Old Sun and Mr. Zhang seemed to be much younger than Mr. Liu. After hearing Mr. Liu calling them out, he stood up from the chair at the same time, stood beside him and looked at the paper.
To be honest, Qin Zhao's writing skills are really not good. If he finishes writing a poem or song at 10 o'clock and asks him to read it again at 11 o'clock, he will definitely not understand a lot of words. But it was the dozen or so experimental procedures he wrote that were like dung beetles crawling, which made Mr. Liu's presbyopic eyes widen, wondering whether he was hallucinating.
"Old Liu, this, how is this possible?" Originally, when Lao Zhang saw the first few experimental steps, he still looked indifferent and showed a trace of disdain. Because the first few experimental steps written by Qin Zhao belong to the kind that is known to the world, it is not surprising. But after a few glances, the expression on his face was completely like a drunk who bumped into his sixty-year-old daughter Hong, or like Yu Boya bumped into Zhong Ziqi.
The high-precision oil extraction technology handwritten by Qin Zhao, starting from the fifth step of the established procedure, suddenly deviated from the routine, just like the difficult road to the sky, turning a corner in a hurry, from unimaginable The road was re-opened in the place, which seemed impossible, but it happened to be able to climb to the top from now on.
"This, is this true?" Old Zhang didn't care that Old Liu was older than him, he took the piece of paper and held it in front of his eyes, muttering words, his old face glowed, and he looked like he was intoxicated. Funny look. After the piece of paper was snatched away by Lao Zhang, Lao Liu hurriedly stood up and was about to take it back, but Lao Sun took the paper again. That being the case, he didn't say anything more, he just gestured in mid-air with his hands, as if he was calculating some equation.
Everyone looked at these three old men who seemed to be in a state of madness, but they were all wondering what was written on the piece of paper that Qin Zhao took out, which made them fight and snatch it regardless of their identities. .
"Mr. Qin, what is written on it?" Li Ming looked at Mr. Liu and the others wonderingly and asked Qin Zhao, "Why do they seem to have picked up a treasure?"
"Hehe, Mayor Li, let's wait for Mr. Liu and the others to explain to you," Qin Zhao said with a chuckle, "To be honest, I don't understand either, but I just copied a few experimental steps by hand from the original letter. But I can tell You and Secretary Wang, the high precision of these experimental steps..."
As soon as Qin Zhao said this, Lao Zhang suddenly raised his head to look at Mayor Li Ming, and hurriedly asked: "Mayor Li, where did you get these scientific experimental procedures related to high-precision purification of oil? Since there are The first few steps and the later steps are missing, why are the most critical middle ones missing? This, what's going on?"
"Mr. Zhang, do you mean that what you read is about oil?"
"Yes," Lao Zhang nodded excitedly: "If you can get the complete experimental procedures and make careful improvements, you can completely extract solid combustion gasoline or diesel from petroleum... To make a long story short, if the experiment is successful, it will be It is a great revolution in the history of energy. After high-precision purification, the combustibles can not only be compressed into solids for easy carrying, but also can be fully burned. In that case, as long as there is about one cubic meter of solid diesel, it can make the broadcasting 747 Fly from Qing Island to New York. So, you understand?"
"I don't understand." Li Ming replied blankly.
How far is it from Qing Island to New York? Of course, those who have never been to New York by plane don't know...but would a great mayor not know?
It only takes about one cubic meter of solid diesel to fly there. What kind of concept is this? ah? What a concept! Could it be that Qin Zhao really has this technology that will surely shock the whole world? Could it be that during my term of office, I will create a political achievement unprecedented in history? Why am I a little dizzy?
Li Ming shook his head, looked at the piece of paper in Lao Sun's hand, and stared even wider than seeing a fairy.
At first, Wang Dong, who was worried that Qin Zhao would bring out the background behind him, and Wang Zihua and Li Ming, who were worried that he would move out of the background behind him, made it difficult for him to do so. After hearing Qin Zhao say these two words, they couldn't help but I was taken aback.
If we only talk about technology, who in the world can compare with a certain deep-sea oil drilling company controlled by the Rothschild family? After hearing Qin Zhao say that he would compete with Qiankun Palace technically, Charlie glanced at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Kailins in the audience with disdain.
Carlins was watching him too. Charlie smiled, thinking sinisterly: You are destined to be the same as that stubborn old man, and there will be no good end.
"Excuse me, Mr. Qin, I wonder if you have any skills that you can use as a bargaining chip?" Although Wang Dong's words were very rude, they also asked the doubts in the hearts of everyone present. That's right, the technical team on the plan for Qiankun Palace is already the best in any developed country, let alone in China's Qing Island? However, looking at Qin Zhao's confident face, does he really have the confidence to compete in technology and Qiankun Palace?
"Words are not proven, seeing is believing." Qin Zhao took out a folded white paper from his coat pocket as he spoke, "Mayor Li, I believe there should be experts who specialize in energy research at the scene, right? If there are In other words, I have some experimental procedures for the precise extraction of energy, and I want to ask them to demonstrate it. After they finish the demonstration, you will know what I am talking about."
"Of course there is." Li Ming took the piece of paper suspiciously, glanced at it briefly and handed it to Wang Zihua, then turned his head and told the mayor's secretary: "You go and ask Mr. Liu and the others to come over and say something about energy. The problem needs to be identified by them.”
OK The secretary agreed, and then quickly walked off the rostrum.
Taking advantage of this time, Wang Zihua and Li Ming carefully looked at the paper with more than a dozen experimental steps written by hand. But none of them are energy professionals. Facing these steps, they looked at the boss for a while but didn't see why. Finally, they looked at each other with a wry smile, and put the paper on the table.
When Qin Zhao took out the piece of paper, Jing Hongtaotian's eyes lit up, and he immediately thought of the 'Blue Blood' plan. If the piece of paper Qin Zhao took out was about high-precision oil refining technology, it must be incomparable to the Rothschild technical team, but in this way, wouldn't he have exposed some sensitive issues? For example, as a national agent, after recovering something belonging to the country, he dared to take it for himself, and dared to take it out openly. The consequences of this...
Besides, even if the country allows it, will a certain country that has lost a deputy secretary of state give up because of the reappearance of the 'blue blood'? Jing Hongtao looked at Jing Hongxue worriedly, and found that she had a calm face. Looking at Ye Qingling again, there was nothing unusual about her, so she could only sigh deeply, and then wait and see what happened.
Mr. Liu came soon, followed by two elderly people of the same age, each wearing thick glasses, who looked like high-level intellectuals... For those who engage in technology and contribute to the motherland, Qin Zhao didn't put on any airs anymore, and even took the initiative to take a few steps to the side of the rostrum, holding the arm of the current old Liu, and came to Secretary Wang and Mayor Li.
"Mr. Liu, here are some experimental procedures that we don't understand. They are about energy, so I ask you to help me to be firm." Secretary Wang and Mayor Li also stood up at the same time, and several elderly scientists He sat on the seat brought by the staff, and then handed the piece of paper to Mr. Liu: "Show me, what are these."
"energy?"
"Um."
"Oh, let me take a look." Mr. Liu didn't say anything polite to the secretary and the mayor. He sat on the chair and took the paper, then tilted his head back and read it carefully.
Everyone present was very interested in what happened at today's signing meeting. Not only were there so many handsome men and beauties who could seduce their eyes, but they also saw the legendary Rothschild family. And now, someone dares to challenge them technically with a piece of torn paper. Although the Tianhe Group is unlikely to win, everyone is really looking forward to that piece of paper that will have something like a heavenly book written on it. . After all, as the people present, except for a few foreigners, the rest are all Chinese.
There is no one who does not want his country to be stronger than others, this is a fact.
Mr. Liu held the piece of paper in both hands, and after reading it for only a minute, Li Ming couldn't help asking: "Mr. Liu, what is written on it? Can you explain it to everyone? Secretary, move the microphone to the Mr. Liu, come here." The secretary agreed, took the small microphone in his hand, and squatted in front of Mr. Liu.
"What did you write? Hehe, it's nothing more than some common steps in oil refining technology..." Mr. Liu smiled, and when he continued to read and wanted to continue talking, he was suddenly taken aback, and then His body was as if a nail had been stuck in the chair. Regardless of his age, he suddenly stood up from the seat, which startled the boss secretary holding the microphone.
You must know that Mr. Liu is close to his eighties, and it is impossible to bring out this kind of startled expression from him. But facts speak louder than words. Wang Zihua, Li Ming and everyone else saw Mr. Liu make such a move. Not only that, but his hand holding the paper was still shaking violently, accompanied by a trembling voice: "Lao Sun Lao Zhang, please come and see if my eyes are hallucinating. This, how is this possible?" ?”
"Mr. Liu, what's the matter?" The two elderly people whom Mr. Liu called Old Sun and Mr. Zhang seemed to be much younger than Mr. Liu. After hearing Mr. Liu calling them out, he stood up from the chair at the same time, stood beside him and looked at the paper.
To be honest, Qin Zhao's writing skills are really not good. If he finishes writing a poem or song at 10 o'clock and asks him to read it again at 11 o'clock, he will definitely not understand a lot of words. But it was the dozen or so experimental procedures he wrote that were like dung beetles crawling, which made Mr. Liu's presbyopic eyes widen, wondering whether he was hallucinating.
"Old Liu, this, how is this possible?" Originally, when Lao Zhang saw the first few experimental steps, he still looked indifferent and showed a trace of disdain. Because the first few experimental steps written by Qin Zhao belong to the kind that is known to the world, it is not surprising. But after a few glances, the expression on his face was completely like a drunk who bumped into his sixty-year-old daughter Hong, or like Yu Boya bumped into Zhong Ziqi.
The high-precision oil extraction technology handwritten by Qin Zhao, starting from the fifth step of the established procedure, suddenly deviated from the routine, just like the difficult road to the sky, turning a corner in a hurry, from unimaginable The road was re-opened in the place, which seemed impossible, but it happened to be able to climb to the top from now on.
"This, is this true?" Old Zhang didn't care that Old Liu was older than him, he took the piece of paper and held it in front of his eyes, muttering words, his old face glowed, and he looked like he was intoxicated. Funny look. After the piece of paper was snatched away by Lao Zhang, Lao Liu hurriedly stood up and was about to take it back, but Lao Sun took the paper again. That being the case, he didn't say anything more, he just gestured in mid-air with his hands, as if he was calculating some equation.
Everyone looked at these three old men who seemed to be in a state of madness, but they were all wondering what was written on the piece of paper that Qin Zhao took out, which made them fight and snatch it regardless of their identities. .
"Mr. Qin, what is written on it?" Li Ming looked at Mr. Liu and the others wonderingly and asked Qin Zhao, "Why do they seem to have picked up a treasure?"
"Hehe, Mayor Li, let's wait for Mr. Liu and the others to explain to you," Qin Zhao said with a chuckle, "To be honest, I don't understand either, but I just copied a few experimental steps by hand from the original letter. But I can tell You and Secretary Wang, the high precision of these experimental steps..."
As soon as Qin Zhao said this, Lao Zhang suddenly raised his head to look at Mayor Li Ming, and hurriedly asked: "Mayor Li, where did you get these scientific experimental procedures related to high-precision purification of oil? Since there are The first few steps and the later steps are missing, why are the most critical middle ones missing? This, what's going on?"
"Mr. Zhang, do you mean that what you read is about oil?"
"Yes," Lao Zhang nodded excitedly: "If you can get the complete experimental procedures and make careful improvements, you can completely extract solid combustion gasoline or diesel from petroleum... To make a long story short, if the experiment is successful, it will be It is a great revolution in the history of energy. After high-precision purification, the combustibles can not only be compressed into solids for easy carrying, but also can be fully burned. In that case, as long as there is about one cubic meter of solid diesel, it can make the broadcasting 747 Fly from Qing Island to New York. So, you understand?"
"I don't understand." Li Ming replied blankly.
How far is it from Qing Island to New York? Of course, those who have never been to New York by plane don't know...but would a great mayor not know?
It only takes about one cubic meter of solid diesel to fly there. What kind of concept is this? ah? What a concept! Could it be that Qin Zhao really has this technology that will surely shock the whole world? Could it be that during my term of office, I will create a political achievement unprecedented in history? Why am I a little dizzy?
Li Ming shook his head, looked at the piece of paper in Lao Sun's hand, and stared even wider than seeing a fairy.
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