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I ’m Gou Dan, the prime minister of this country.

A year ago, neighboring countries successfully launched rockets with great reputation.

It has become a powerful country from many countries.

rocket? That's an amazing thing.

A kind of reinforced steel cylinder with a cost ranging from several hundred million to more than one billion.

Standing on the ground, the goal is the distant sky.

It was launched over the national television station as long as there were no accidents.

There was no explosion, no deviation from orbit.

Next, it will be continuously broadcasted in the TV station to make this news into a newspaper.

Then you can show off all over the world for a long time.

Almost all countries in the world are beginning to frustrate this rocket fever.

Whether it is a developed or developing country.

Successfully launched rockets represent the financial and material capital of a country.

It even represents whether a country has a vision.

This incident also became a knot in my heart, a knot that I had to cross.

Government building, office.

in a meeting.

"Premier, do we also need a rocket to change the mood of the masses' downturn?" The propaganda minister beside him asked.

"Do we have funds?" I asked.

"There are about 700 million funds from tax collection this year, but I don't know how much to invest here," said the finance minister beside him.

"So do we have rocket technology and development sites?" I said.

Everyone fell silent.

The farthest general stood up and walked slowly with his hat around his waist.

The general walked slowly to the table in front of me and stopped. He pulled out a thick document from behind and said, "Master, I originally wanted to approve the latest batch of missile materials for you. But now I want the military Experts to build rockets. "

"You mean? Let the missiles make rockets?" I said in surprise.

Everyone sighed.

"Is there anything wrong?" The general said aloud.

"I think you need to make a phone call to your scientists. Ask about the feasibility of this matter? Then we continue to discuss the issue of rockets." I said hesitantly, wanting the general to understand that this is not a joke.

The general took out a satellite phone from his trouser pocket and pressed the button and turned his head to make a call.

In just a few minutes of conversation, the general hung up the phone and bowed to me, saying: "Our military experts need several math experts to make calculations. As for the manufacture of rockets. They think there is no problem, and I also Trust them. You can look at the drawings of their missiles, they are perfect. "

I unconsciously took the missile drawing on the table, and the planed and milled drawings one by one were presented to my eyes.

Almost every part has a size and function logo to the location.

The Minister of Culture said with a smile: "The number of math experts I have here is not a problem."

I nodded my head and said, "General, have you asked your experts how much research and development funds are needed?"

The general said solemnly: "Because this is the first rocket in our country, military experts estimate it to be 1.3 billion."

"Are we only coming in at 700 million?" I said.

The Minister of Culture stood up tremblingly and said, "Adult, we originally planned to build a world-class gymnasium last year, but the gymnasium built in the neighboring country last year exceeded the specifications on our drawings early. So I took the liberty of not starting work , Keep all the money. So we now have about 400 million funds and a huge venue. "

I was overwhelmed with my mouth open, and everyone felt almost unexpected like me.

I said, "Where is the place?"

The Minister of Culture took out the red pen in his pocket and stood up, and walked to my side in a few steps.

Facing the map on the table in front of my eyes, I drew a red dot in the city center and lowered my head. "The city center."

"1.1 billion funds, build rockets in urban areas?" I said lightly.

Everyone froze in place.

For a few seconds of silence, the general clapped his hands beside me.

The Minister of Culture also started applauding.

Everyone started clapping and boiling one by one.

The whole office shouted and applauded in an instant.

The door was kicked open, and five heavily armed soldiers rushed in.

. . .

I stood up helplessly and said, "Withdraw, we haven't been killed. It's just too excited, everyone agree to the whole plan?"

The crowd almost raised their hands, and the soldiers who came in were at a loss.

The corner epidemic prevention minister stood up and said: "Will the rockets in the city center produce harmful substances when they are launched? Will those harmful substances ..."

The soldiers who came in went out and used their hands to hold the broken door closed.

"This is a question. Call your scientist again. General. Ask more details." I said.

The general turned his head again and took out the satellite phone.

It was only a few minutes of phone calls before the call reached half of the general's height.

The thumb on the hand is straight and tells us that the content of the conversation is good news.

The general hung up the phone and said, "You can make a huge fan-shaped protective cover that can protect your voice and radiation. Military experts say there is no problem at all, but this protective cover is estimated to cost 100 million.

"Thirteen plus one, how many of us are coming now?" I said.

"Together with the 400 million in the stadium, a total of 1.1 billion." The Minister of Finance said.

The Minister of Culture slowly stood up and said: "Although there is still 300 million short, but this news is reported. Then we can sell the advertising space on the fan-shaped protective cover just mentioned, and even advertise on the rocket. The income here There must be more than 300 million. "

"Are we crazy?" I said, the things in my head pieced together.

The general's hand slapped on my shoulder and said, "No, we are creating the future."

"I think this plan needs a loud name." I said.

Rockets downtown, center?

I looked at the red dot drawn by the Minister of Culture in the center of the map on the table in front of me and said, "Just call it the Red Dot Project."

The propaganda minister shook his head and said: "Red makes people think of war. This may be the starting point of our country's transformation. Is it better to call it the starting point plan? This is more reasonable."

"Starting point? Well, this is our plan. All the data of this plan must be signed by me before it can be executed." I shouted.

The crowd shouted and applauded again.

The door was kicked open again, and the five soldiers walked in slowly.

"We are all right, why are you coming in as soon as our voice sounds?" I questioned, and I had never encountered such a problem before.

One of the soldiers showed the watch in his hand, with a few values ​​on it.

The soldier said lightly, "The general's rule is that more than 80 decibels must be entered."

I glanced at the general around me, and the general waved helplessly and said, "For safety."

"It seems that this plan, the cries of success are more than 80 points." I said excitedly.

Everyone calmed down, and the general and minister of culture returned to their seats.

I said to everyone: "Is there anything else?"

Almost everyone shook their heads.

"Let's go, it's not suitable for a meeting now. The meeting is over, everyone go out for a drink?" I said with a smile.

Three days later.

On the desk, red, orange, yellow and green are placed in four grids.

According to the importance of color, green is normal and red is confidential.

I took out a document from the red box, which read: Starting point plan.

I opened the file and read it with great interest, and signed my name: Dog Egg.

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