Deep Space Fleet

One p.m.

前 At his desk, Professor Wang Zhong, who is over 80, is reading a redhead document.

As the reading progressed, his mood became worse one by one.

通知 Notice on Cancellation of Special Aviation Tax

"Special aviation construction tax will be officially cancelled from December 31, 2264, hereby announce ..."

"It's still coming."

Special aviation tax is a kind of support from the United Government to the "Deep Space Plan". All participating countries pay this part of the tax each year.

Now, this tax has to be cancelled.

Professor Wang Zhong sighed a long time, and as the thought deepened, the wrinkles on his forehead resembled the same mounds.

In this era, with the advancement of medical technology, especially the emergence of 3D biological organ printing, the average life expectancy of humans has reached 110 years, and even healthier people can live to 140 years. However, the 80-year-old is still a little older, and the decline in energy has made Wang Zhong's scientific research start to be a bit weak.

However, as an academician of the Academy of Sciences, no matter how old he is, his IQ is far beyond ordinary people.

He is an idle person. He is old and it is good to use some residual heat. It is not a big problem to bring some master students. By the way, he can also handle some administrative work.

As a scientific advisor to the Deep Space Foundation, there are endless things to do every day.

As he just released the document, he became more and more discouraged.

Time is not around, if he is 20-30 years young, he will definitely strive for a wave in the meeting. Even if this dispute does not have much effect ...

King Wang Zhong made a phone call and tried to make his tone more gentle: "... don't they know that the Earth Age wants to accelerate to seven thousandths of the speed of light, and it needs the support of Jupiter base!"

"It takes a lot of money to create a long-distance light path!"

A middle-aged male voice came across the phone: "Professor Wang, tax cuts are a trend of the times, and not a few of us can stop this resolution. This resolution has been studied for a long time and is not a temporary intention. President Lin of the Foundation Already ... "

King Wang Zhong reluctantly said, "If you ca n’t sail at seven thousandths of the speed of light, do you know the consequences? A 3000-year journey, any variable will have a domino-like chain reaction ..."

"Professor Wang, we are trying to find a way. You can rest assured that even if you sell a lot of assets, you will make up enough money."

Wang Wangzhong hung up and sighed again.

I am also, for the politicians, the "Earth Age" has already been created, and this part of the tax collected from the people must of course be exempted. It makes sense that this additional tax has been levied for more than 40 years, and the people have long complained.

But ...

哪里 Where the follow-up funds come from is still a big problem.

Although the Deep Space Foundation has a large industry and a large number of industries, it cannot possibly afford such a huge capital demand without the funding support of the joint government. Selling assets is not a wise choice. A random sell-off in the capital market will only make those capital predators cheap. The market is killing people, and the more they rush to sell, the lower their prices will be.

What's more, the purpose of their deep space foundation is not just to launch a colonial spacecraft, but ten, twenty, or even a hundred ships. These assets are their roots!

这个 At this moment, the office door rang slightly.

"Come in!" Wang Zhong said, pulling his thoughts back.

I walked into a young girl, his student Xu Yunjing.

女孩 The girl said softly: "Teacher, there are a few reporters out there who want to interview you. It's a group of foreigners, do you know?"

"Foreigner?"

"It seems like a human society ... wants us to donate to poor areas."

"No, just say I'm away!"

When it comes to money, Wang Zhong raised his eyebrows, and his voice became louder: "Think about it with your **** and know what they are doing! Although our foundation has many industries, the money is not brought by the wind, it is the whole Created by scientists! "

"... Don't talk to reporters of that kind, especially foreign reporters in the future. They like to dig a hole for you to jump in. If you accidentally say a wrong word, they will make a fuss and make all kinds of blind reports!"

Xu Yunjing was said to be ashamed. It seems that the mood of his mentor is very bad.

The country of Xia Xia is an exporter of foreign energy. The domestic electricity is once a penny, which can be said to be a kind of social welfare.

But it is hard to say the electricity sold abroad, Xia Guoren's labor cannot be sold cheaply, and these electricity needs to be profitable.

According to the contribution of the original research on nuclear fusion, some countries were 8 cents at a time and some were 3 cents at a time.

爱 Do not use it anyway, don't pull it down.

The reason is nothing but the high monopoly of controlled nuclear fusion projects. This extremely difficult project integrates almost the most advanced technology of human beings, and not every country can pat it on the head.

Xu Yunjing thought for a while, and said embarrassedly: "Teacher, wouldn't it not be affected if I didn't accept the interview? Is electricity expensive? What human right, obviously, wants to use electricity cheaply! "

King Wang Zhong scolded angrily: "... I didn't work hard during the research. Why do I want to pick peaches now?"

"This is national interest!"

"If you want a cheaper electricity price, you have to send a representative to negotiate with the government, instead of here to engage in public opinion offensive and win the sympathy of our people!"

Wang Zhong knows the truth of speaking too much and is too lazy to talk to this group of reporters. He just takes the opportunity to educate his students and must be "political sensitive".

No matter what you do, you must have emotional intelligence.

"Especially girls, don't be generous to others because of the heart attack!"

Xu Yunjing was educated, so she no longer thought about it. She said a little awkwardly again, "Oh, and ... the brother's son wants to visit you. Do you have time?"

"Brother? What brother?"

"That's ... Brother Zhang!" Xu Yunjing gestured with both hands.

Suddenly, Zhong Wang Zhong's heart reacted quickly. His expression slowed, and there was a touch of softness on his face.

Zhang Qiming, his most talented disciple, is the operator of the "Earth Age" main control system. All his students, whether doctoral or master's degree students, called Zhang Qiming a "brother".

As for ... his son?

I seem to have never heard of it.

Alas, I haven't heard of it, but I have long forgotten it. Everyone knows Einstein, but nobody of Einstein's son wants to remember.

I recalled the scene where Zhang Qiming had passed away, and that scene of white-haired people giving black hair, Wang Zhong sighed: "Well, bring his son."

Uh ...