Wang Dong, who was originally worried that Qin Yuguan would reveal the background behind him, and Wang Zihua and Li Ming, who were worried that he would reveal the background behind him and make it difficult for them, heard Qin Yuguan say these two words.
Afterwards, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
If we talk about technology alone, who in the world can compare with a certain deep-sea oil drilling company controlled by the Rothschild family? After hearing Qin Yuguan say that he wanted to compete with Qiankun Palace in technology, Charlie glanced at the corners of his mouth, and his face was filled with emotion.
He looked disdainfully at Kelins in the audience.
Kelins was also looking at him. Charlie smiled, and thought with a sinister smile: You are destined to be like that stubborn old man, and you will not end well.
"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, it also asked the doubts in the hearts of everyone present. Yes, Qiankun
The technical team in the palace plan is already the best no matter which developed country it is placed in, let alone Qingdao in China? However, looking at Qin Yuguan's confident face, is it possible that he really has a strong grasp of technology and the world?
How sure is Gong Yipin?
"Words are unfounded, seeing is believing." Qin Yuguan said, taking out a folded white paper from his jacket pocket: "Mayor Li, I believe there should be experts specializing in energy on site? If so?
If so, I have some experimental steps for accurately refining energy, and I would like to ask them to demonstrate it. After they finish demonstrating it, you will know what I am talking about."
"Of course." Li Ming took the piece of paper doubtfully, glanced at it briefly and handed it to Wang Zihua, then turned to the mayor's secretary: "Go and ask Mr. Liu and the others to come over and tell them something about energy.
They need to identify the problem."
Okay. The secretary agreed and walked quickly down the podium.
Wang Zihua and Li Ming took this time to carefully read the paper with more than a dozen experimental steps written by hand. However, they were not energy professionals, so they looked at these steps in vain and looked at the boss for a while.
They didn't see the reason, so they looked at each other and smiled bitterly, then put the paper on the table.
When Qin Yuguan took out the piece of paper, Jing Hongtaotian's eyes lit up, and he immediately thought of the 'Blue Blood' project. If the piece of paper Qin Yuguan took out was about high-precision oil refining technology,
, this is definitely incomparable to Rothschild's technical team, but in this way, hasn't he exposed some sensitive issues? For example, as a national agent, after recovering something belonging to the country, he dared to take it for himself.
Yes, and dare to bring it out openly, the consequences...
Besides, even if the country allows it, will a country that lost a deputy secretary of state just give up because of the reappearance of 'Blue Blood'? Jing Hong Taotian looked at Jing Hongxue worriedly and found that she had a calm face. She asked again.
Ye Muxue looked at her and saw that there was nothing unusual about her. He could only sigh deeply and wait and see what happened.
Mr. Liu came soon, and he was followed by two elderly people of the same age. Each of them wore thick glasses, and they looked like senior intellectuals at first glance... To these people who are engaged in science and technology and contribute to the motherland,
Qin Yuguan did not put on any airs, and even took the initiative to walk a few steps to the rostrum, holding the arm of Mr. Liu in front of Secretary Wang and Mayor Li.
"Mr. Liu, there are some experimental steps that we don't understand here. They are about energy, so I ask you to help us clarify them." Secretary Wang and Mayor Li also stood up at the same time, and called several elderly scientific workers. He sat on the seat moved by the staff, and then handed the piece of paper to Mr. Liu: "Please take a look and see what these are."
"energy?"
"Um."
"Oh, let me take a look." Mr. Liu didn't show any politeness to the secretary or mayor. He sat on the chair and took the piece of paper, then tilted his head back and read it carefully.
Everyone present was extremely interested in what happened at today's signing conference. Not only were there so many handsome guys and beauties to look at, but they also saw people from the legendary Rothschild family. And now, someone actually dares to Dare to challenge them technically with a piece of torn paper. Although the possibility of Fengbo Group's victory is unlikely, everyone is really looking forward to the content of the heavenly book written on that piece of paper. After all, as a person present Except for a few foreigners, the rest are all Chinese.
No one wants 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 but ask: "Mr. Liu, what is written on it? Can you explain it to everyone? Secretary, move the microphone to 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 about? Haha, it's just some common technical steps for refining oil..." Mr. Liu chuckled. Just as he continued to read and wanted to continue talking, he was suddenly startled, and then His body felt as if there was a nail piercing the chair. Regardless of his age, he suddenly stood up from the seat, startling the secretary who was holding the microphone.
You must know that Mr. Liu is close to eighty years old. It is impossible to bring out such a surprised expression from him. But facts speak louder than words. Wang Zihua, Li Ming and everyone saw Liu Lao made such an action. Not only that, his hand holding the piece of paper was still shaking violently, and he said in a trembling voice: "Old Sun, Lao Zhang, come and see if it's my eyesight." I’m hallucinating, this, how is this possible?”
"Mr. Liu, what's wrong?" The two old people whom Mr. Liu called Lao Sun, Lao Zhang, looked much younger than Mr. Liu. After hearing Mr. Liu calling them in a voice, they stood up from their chairs at the same time. He stood up and stood beside him and looked at the paper.
To be honest, Qin Yuguan's writing skills are really not that good. If he finishes writing a poem, song, or poem at 10 o'clock, and asks him to read it again at 11 o'clock, he will definitely not recognize a lot of words. But. It was the dozen or so experimental steps he wrote that were like the crawling of a dung beetle, which actually made Mr. Liu's presbyopic eyes widen, and he repeatedly wondered whether he was hallucinating.
"Mr. Liu, this, how is this possible?" Originally, when Lao Zhang saw the first few experimental steps, his face was indifferent with a hint of disdain. Because of the first few experimental steps written by Qin Yuguan, It belongs to the kind that everyone knows, and there is nothing unusual about it. But after taking a few glances, the expression on his face was completely like a drunken man meeting his sixty-year-old daughter Hong, or Yu Boya bumping into Zhong Ziqi. .
The high-precision petroleum refining technology copied by Qin Yuguan suddenly deviated from the routine starting from the fifth step of the established procedure, just like the road to Shu that was difficult to reach the sky. It suddenly turned a corner and started from A road has been reopened in an incredible place. It seems impossible, but we can reach the top from there.
"Is this, is this true?" Lao Zhang didn't care that Liu was older than him. He took the piece of paper and held it in front of his eyes with both hands. He muttered something with his old face shining, looking like he was intoxicated. It looked funny. After Lao Zhang snatched the piece of paper away, Mr. Liu hurriedly stood up and was about to take it back, but Lao Sun took the piece of paper back. In this case, he didn't say anything more, just used His hands were gesticulating in mid-air, as if he were calculating some equation.
Everyone looked at these three old men who seemed to be obsessed with it. Apart from being surprised, they were all thinking about what was written on the piece of paper Qin Yuguan took out, that they were allowed to fight over it regardless of their status. of.
"Mr. Qin, what is written on it?" Li Ming looked at Mr. Liu and others in confusion and asked Qin Yuguan: "Why do they seem to have picked up a treasure?"
"Haha, Mayor Li, let's wait for Mr. Liu and the others to explain it to you," Qin Yuguan chuckled: "To be honest, I can't understand it either. I just copied a few experimental steps by hand based on the original letter. But I can Tell you and Secretary Wang, these experimental steps are about high precision..."
As soon as Qin Yuguan said this, Lao Zhang suddenly raised his head and looked at Mayor Li Ming, and asked hurriedly: "Mayor Li, where did you get these scientific experimental steps for high-precision oil purification? Since With the first few steps and the later steps, why are the most critical middle ones missing? What, what is going on?"
"Mr. Zhang, are you saying that what you are looking at is about oil?"
"Yes," Lao Zhang nodded excitedly: "If the complete experimental steps can be obtained and carefully improved, it is completely possible to extract solid combustion gasoline or diesel from petroleum... To make a long story short, if the experiment is successful, it will It is a great revolution in the history of energy. The fuel that has been purified with high precision can not only be compressed into a solid and easy to carry on the carrier, but can also be fully burned. In that case, as long as there is about one cubic meter of solid diesel, the broadcasting 747 Flying from Qingdao to New York. Do you understand?"
"I don't understand." Li Ming replied blankly.
How far is it from Qingdao to New York? Of course those who have never been to New York by plane don’t know...but would a big mayor not know?
Only about one cubic meter of solid diesel fuel can fly there. What kind of concept is this? Ah? What kind of concept is this! Could it be said that Qin Yuguan really possesses this technology that will surely shock the whole world? Could it be said that, During my term of office, I want to create an unprecedented political achievement? Why am I a little dizzy?
Li Ming shook his head and stared at the piece of paper in Lao Sun's hand, his eyes widening even more than those of a naked god.
ps: Regarding the legend of solid gasoline and diesel, I just remember reading it in a science fiction novel. I forgot the title of the book. Taking it out here does have the possibility of plagiarism and is ridiculous. But as a book with yy as the title The author's online novel, please don't take this matter seriously. It's best to just smile lightly, otherwise you will have to ask me for some solid gasoline to run your BMW, then I will have no choice but to jump off the building...a joke , it’s a joke, don’t be surprised!