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Chapter 81 "Angry Moon" Part [-]

Looking at the last line on the contract: Rocket to the moon, I closed the contract.

Handing the contract to the assistant, I stood up and took out my phone.

After searching for a long time in the contacts, I found the Minister of Culture and pressed dial.

As of now, there is still a shortfall of [-] million.

The call was answered almost immediately.

"Boss, are you looking for me?" the Minister of Culture said.

"When will the advertisement you mentioned be ready and sent out? I've already signed the construction period drawings," I said.

"Boss, you may be busy. This advertisement has been released a long time ago. If you want it, I will send you the video later." said the Minister of Culture.

"No, why don't you send me a video and tell me the results? You know this is a [-] million hole, and I want to fill it as soon as possible." I said.

"There are many bidders, but they all come to get the small advertisements on the protective shield. I remember correctly there are 63, just a lot more. But for the large advertisements on the rocket, only one company is bidding." said the Minister of Culture.

"Oh? Only one?" I said.

"It's Pepsi-Cola," the culture minister said.

"Pepsi? Why don't Coca-Cola get involved?" I said.

"Coca-Cola is here, but the price is not as high as Pepsi's." said the Minister of Culture.

"How much are you willing to pay for this?" I asked, thinking.

"In this case, you may need to call the Minister of Finance again. We only care about advertising, not money." The Minister of Culture said softly.

When I heard what the Minister of Culture said, I shook my head helplessly.She knew she was guilty but still refused to admit it, so she could only act with him.

"I understand, that's right. Why didn't you build the stadium last year?" I said.

"Didn't I tell you? I found that the construction area of ​​gymnasiums in other countries is larger than ours. I can only stop. I have said it before..." the Minister of Culture said hesitantly.

I interrupted him and said loudly: "Don't you care about money? Why do I remember that when the stadium started construction, it was [-] million, and you only returned [-] million after a year?"

"This is not the demolition fee, the liquidated damages for suspension of work..." the Minister of Culture said hesitantly.

"Do you really think I'm stupid? You have to fill out the contract for the demolition, how much money will be used? You may not know, why can you come up? Your position was mine before, don't I know that you have some things here? What is the procedure? How many steps can you take to make money? Who took the lead in approving your stadium construction last year? Who are you bringing this meaningless news to now?" I said calmly.

After a while, the Minister of Culture replied with a crying voice: "You, it's all you. I was greedy, I admit it. I only stole [-] million, but I have remedies. The winner of this tender is Pepsi-Cola. Because I gave him [-] million. This time he alone had an investment of close to [-] million, and I made up for it. Please let me go, this is my first offender."

"The first offense starts with [-] million. How much do you plan to be greedy for next time?" I said.

"There is no next time, there really is no next time. The 800 million I was greedy for this time, it really didn't amount to much after it came into my hands. It was only more than [-] million. I made some of it myself. An additional [-] million will be given to Pepsi-Cola. You have to trust me if we let it participate in the bidding." The more the Minister of Culture said, the louder he cried.

"You will be able to think about it, but what you said is full of loopholes. You are demolishing the east wall to repair the west wall, so the 2000 million you demolished is the oil and water of that place? You are really powerful. If I ask carefully This boss of Pepsi-Cola. Can you find out more secrets in this tender? Or if you don’t build this rocket this time, you just want to fool around with the entire [-] million? I think you will do this this time I agree with the Rockets' plan because I am too greedy to make up for it and find a good step." I hung up the phone.

I connected everything in my mind.

Last year, I supported the Minister of Culture in building this stadium. I guess he had already known that a neighboring country was building a larger stadium before he proposed this idea.After the demolition is really completed, I plan to change it to other projects to further drain the oil and water out of it. If I really ask the above why the gymnasium was not built.Just say that we discovered that a neighboring country had just built a bigger and better stadium, so we had to take our own initiative and change it to other facilities.But when the rocket project was put on the agenda during the meeting, the culture minister almost instantly found a better step down.Hand over all the money and keep a big head for yourself.Four hundred million came out of seven hundred million, and three hundred million were swallowed alive.As for the promised Pepsi, he probably used other methods to get the advertiser's position.He is probably talking about borrowing [-] million from PepsiCo to buy shares, and then waiting for PepsiCo to pay him dividends.

I almost immediately called the general to arrest him and would not give him another chance.

An hour later, the culture minister was jailed.

If you don’t check, you won’t know that in just seven years, you have gone from the lowest level to your current position step by step.After stealing a total of [-] million yuan, the country does not have that much money in a year.

Things have come to an end, because of the fall of the Minister of Culture, Coca-Cola and PepsiCo are bidding again.

Coca-Cola won the advertising investment of Big Rocket with a real [-] million.

Two years later, downtown is buzzing with people.

Various advertisements appeared on the large protective board.

In the center of the protective board stood a huge, indescribable thing.

Is this somewhat different from the drawing?

"This... uh, no. What's the name of this rocket?" I asked doubtfully.

"That's the Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong gun... No, it's the Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong." The assistant said.

"Who came up with such a convoluted name?" I asked.

"That expert from the military said it's a man's romance," the assistant said.

On the rocket, the Coca-Cola logo is clearly visible.

There is also a huge slogan below: It’s up to you to be happy.

This indescribable rocket was coupled with an advertising slogan. I frowned slightly and shouted, "Who wrote this Coca-Cola advertising slogan? How could it be put up on such a large scale? Where is the Minister of Culture?"

"Have you forgotten, leader? Didn't you arrest the Minister of Culture? This position has been vacant for two years and no one dares to fill it. It's too late for the president. You have to prepare to take office." The assistant said. "But this ad," I muttered.

"Coca-Cola spent [-] million. This sentence is so valuable that there is no way to change it now." The assistant said.

The countdown to launch was getting closer and closer, and I was helplessly responsible for pressing the launch button on the launch pad.

More than a dozen cameras were trained on me, and the event was broadcast on almost every channel in the country.

The general raised his thumb, and the scientist in white nodded his head.

I listened nervously to the countdown in the headset.

“Countdown to Moon Rocket Launch.”

"Nine."

"Eight."

"seven."

. . .

"three."

"two."

"one."

I pressed the big red button in front of the camera.

The ground began to tremble, and the fire slowly rose.

The rocket not far away slowly took off into the sky, and everyone almost held their breath.

The host next to me did not forget to say: "This rocket is endorsed by the Coca-Cola Company. Coca-Cola, you have to be happy."

The rocket flew upwards, steady and straight.

Until it shot into the sky and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

At this time, everyone slowly lowered their heads and still had unfinished thoughts.

My body shook as the launch pad shook, and I didn't stop until the rocket disappeared.

Looking at the rocket after it was launched, I felt bored.

The people began to shout and celebrate.

When I came to my senses I said, "Did we succeed?"

"Success."

"We made it."

Cheers and shouts reached my ears.

The scientist in white walked up to the stage with a shushing gesture, took my microphone and said: "The rocket is not considered a success until the entire process is completed. Don't disturb our next work. Just leave if you have nothing to do. Even if it is successful, I will not very happy."

I nodded my head, took the microphone, and led everyone away from the launch pad.

Excited, happy.

The general whispered beside me: "Sorry, military experts are more rigorous. You know, I will let him apologize."

I patted the general on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, he did the right thing."

. . .

Three days later, the finance minister came to my office with a thick report.

He shouted to me happily: "Do you know how much money we made this time? Money and status, visible and invisible. We won, the bet was won."

I took over the contract and looked at everything on it, and I really made a lot of money.

"Are we still going to launch rockets? The stuff downtown is completely reusable. Can we keep doing this every two years? This is so effective, you know what I'm going to say? I feel like I'm incoherent with joy. , forgive me." the Finance Minister said happily.

"I know, I will continue even if you don't say it." I said with a smile.

The Finance Minister nodded happily and left the room.

I took out another red file from the red box in front of me.

It read: Rocket to the Moon Plan [-].

I frowned slightly and sighed: "It's too lax. The starting point plan has just begun."

(End of this chapter)