Galactic Tech Empire

Chapter 355
November 11, Shanghai International Airport.

A Boeing airliner lands at the airport.

Johnson, the chairman of the Outer Space Committee who had arrived in Dongtang Shanghai the day before, was looking forward to it at the airport.

"Mr. Johnson, Mr. Rhine's plane has arrived." The assistant said after looking at the rolling holographic projection display at the airport.

"Understood." Johnson looked expressionless.

A few minutes later, exit the airport.

Rhine von Groot and his party appeared not far from Johnson.

"Line!" Johnson stepped forward to shake hands with Rhine.

"I didn't expect Mr. Johnson to come pick me up in person, thank you very much." Rhine said happily.

"Let's talk while walking." Johnson patted Rhine on the shoulder and said.

The skinny Rhine nodded. As soon as they left the airport, they were chilled by a biting cold wind, and Rhine tightened his coat tightly.

"It seems that the weather in Dongtang is as cold as in Xizhou!"

"It's the same in New York."

"What does the East Tang Space Bureau say?" Rhine asked as he got into the car and rubbed his hands.

Johnson shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The attitude was very cold, so we sent two clerks to entertain us, and we even rented the hotel ourselves."

call!Rhine let out a sigh of relief and leaned back on the seat: "It's very normal, now they hold the ace of the mass projector."

"This country has changed too much. When I came here in 14, it still hasn't changed so much." Johnson looked out the car window and sighed.

"Yes! We are falling behind, and the speed is getting faster and faster." Rhine said in a complicated tone.

The two were talking along the way, and soon their car arrived at the hotel, but after Rhine and the others checked into the hotel, they did not rest.

Instead, take the plane again and go to Chongqing.

Their destination is Bazhong City, the current headquarters of the Space Development Committee, and because Bazhong City has mass projectors, Bazhong City is a no-fly area for all aircraft.

Except for some franchised transport airships that can fly five kilometers away from the Bazhong base, any other aircraft that enter this no-fly zone will be shot down directly without even issuing a warning.

In a hurry, Rhine, Johnson and others, accompanied by two clerks from Dongtang Space Bureau, finally arrived at Bazhong Aerospace City in the evening.

In order to arrive quickly, they came by airship from Chongqing.

Bazhong Aerospace City, here is the headquarters of the Space Development Committee.

The headquarters of the Space Development Committee is called the Blue Star Building, which is composed of two buildings, one large and one small. layer, height 88 meters).

Under the background of lights and holographic projection equipment, Rhine and Johnson really seemed to be in outer space, looking down on the blue star and the moon.

Especially the night sky in the evening makes everything look very dreamy. Many domestic tourists are taking pictures next to the Blue Star Building and the Moon Building.

But Rhine and Johnson were not in the mood for sightseeing, and hurried up with the clerk.

Inside the office on the 88th floor of the Blue Star Building.

Rhine and Johnson got their wish and met Zhao Hongxing, director of Dongtang Space Bureau, one of the standing members of the Space Development Committee.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm Johnson. It's a great honor to meet with you on behalf of the Outer Space Committee." Johnson greeted quickly.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, I am Rein von Groot, the representative of the Western Space Agency and the Hans Space Agency. I am very happy to meet you." Rhine also quickly reached out to shake hands with Zhao Hongxing.

Several people exchanged pleasantries, Zhao Hongxing kept talking about him, but he didn't talk about aerospace matters.

As a technocrat, Zhao Hongxing, anyone who touches the word official, especially one who can reach such a high position, must be a hard-working old fox.

He wouldn't start by talking about aerospace matters, it's up to who can't stand it now, anyway, Zhao Hongxing is confident.

Forced into desperation, Johnson could only speak first: "Mr. Zhao, first of all congratulations on the successful completion and commissioning of your mass projector."

"Haha, it's nothing more than an insignificant achievement." Zhao Hongxing seemed to be treating a trivial matter.

Translate the meaning through the translator, a small achievement that does not need to be spoken.

Johnson and Rhine suddenly became speechless. A small achievement? Is the mass projector a small achievement? Are you mocking our incompetence? Falk squid!
"As for the mass catapult, our Western Space Agency is also very interested. I don't know if there is a chance to cooperate." Rhine tentatively said.

"After all, outer space belongs to all human beings, and we have the responsibility and obligation to contribute to the great cause of human spaceflight." Johnson echoed Rhine's words with a smile.

Want to use all human beings to suppress the Universe Development Committee? The wishful thinking of you shameless people is quite loud, and Zhao Hongxing spread his hands and replied:

"Of course outer space belongs to all human beings. This is an undoubted fact. If you want to develop the universe, we have no objection."

His subtext is, of course, outer space belongs to all human beings. If you have the ability, go up and claim territory. If you don’t have the ability, even if you say that the sun belongs to you, it’s useless. It’s not that someone registered the sun as a patent.

"..."

Obviously, Rhine and Johnson had heard Zhao Hongxing's subtext, and of course they knew that international treaties were not very binding, especially for gangsters.

When an international treaty is needed, it is binding; when it is not needed, it is too hard to wipe your butt.

The international community is an environment where the weak prey on the strong, and those international treaties are nothing but placebos for the weak.

The current situation is like this, even if the East Tang-Galaxy Alliance does not abide by the Outer Space Treaty, the Mi Li family and the Xizhou Alliance will have nothing to do.

"We don't want to contribute to the aerospace industry of all mankind. If we are willing to pay for the purchase of a mass projector, how much does it cost?" Johnson asked very cunningly.

Zhao Hongxing glanced at the other party, and said lightly: "The mass projector is not for sale, and we have no plans to sell it."

"Mr. Zhao, everything has a price, we can discuss it slowly." Rhine said smugly.

"The ASML lithography machines back then were also valuable, the International Space Station was also valuable, and so was the F22." Zhao Hongxing replied with a smile.

"Eh..." Johnson and Rhine were stunned speechless. They have done all these nasty things over the years. It's really a turn of events. Heaven will spare no one.

Zhao Hongxing continued to sneer and said: "However, this is thanks to your blockade. Without your blockade, we would not become so strong."

Johnson and Rhine were so depressed by Zhao Hongxing's words that they almost vomited blood.

The conversation was very unpleasant and difficult. The two of them were constantly testing the bottom line of the Universe Development Committee, but Zhao Hongxing was unmoved. In the end, the two sides had to temporarily suspend the conversation.

"Mr. Zhao, I heard that you have a launch mission the day after tomorrow. I wonder if you can visit the site of the mass projector?" Johnson asked.

"Oh?" Zhao Hongxing rubbed his chin, nodded after thinking for a while: "Yes, I will arrange it."

"Then thank you very much, we look forward to it very much." After Johnson finished speaking, he left with Rhine.

Although there were no real results in this conversation, they at least knew some bottom lines of the Universe Development Committee.

(End of this chapter)