Seven hundred and thirty one - Professional Mismatch - Next
."Hi! Viri! Is that you?"
The muscular man walked towards the Cherokee, waving his sunglasses.
"You are? You are..." Willy Chuck became excited and suddenly pushed the car door open.
"Chuck! Don't get out!" Gagor Brown exclaimed. Unable to stop him, he saw that his colleague had already opened the car door and jumped out of the driver's seat.
"Ha, it's you indeed, Willy Chuck! I'm Jack Roosevelt! Hi, old classmate! No wonder you looked familiar to me in the car just now."
The big man laughed and quickened his pace, obviously confirming the other party.
Jack Roosevelt!
Like a bolt of lightning, Willy Chuck's memory was opened. Surprise appeared on his face immediately. He rushed in front of the opponent, punched the opponent's chest, and shouted with the same joy, "Jack! It is indeed you, we
What a coincidence! My God, you are so much stronger, like a bear."
"Yeah, what a coincidence, Viry! My catcher! It's been so long."
Jack Roosevelt took the other person in his arms and hugged him hard.
"God! He's not going to kill Chuck, is he?!"
The bear hug from the strong man with a strong back made Gagor Brown terrified. If he gave it all his strength, he would definitely die because the broken ribs would pierce his internal organs.
Willy Chuck turned around, waved at Cherokee, and shouted loudly: "Hi! Mr. Brown, come out and get to know him. He is my college classmate, um, he is also the quarterback captain of the school football team. Don't worry, he won't
I’ll beat you up.”
"Haha! Yeah, I won't beat him, but I will kick his ass!"
With his hands on his hips, Jack Roosevelt seemed to be back in school and on the football field in the past, making jokes about his old classmates unscrupulously. His friendship with Willy Chuck was not shallow, and this reputation had to be sold.
If it hadn't been for this old classmate and football teammate, his reaction after getting off the car might have been what Gagor Brown thought.
"Hi! I'm Gagor Brown!"
Gagor Brown finally walked out of the car and shook hands with Jack Roosevelt. His palm was strong and steady.
Fortunately, there was no sudden force that broke his hand bones. He finally breathed a sigh of relief secretly.
Willy Chuck asked: "Where are you going? To explore for oil?"
Iran's most important mineral is oil, and he thought that his old classmate's convoy also came here for oil.
Jack Roosevelt pointed to the rather small convoy and said: "Uh, no! Ten years ago, a rather large meteorite fell nearby. My department happens to be responsible for meteorite collection and on-site exploration. Well, that's right.
, is to go around the world to pick up various meteorites. To put it in a romantic way, we are star chasers. This is also to develop meteorite resources as future technical reserves. You should also know that the composition of meteorites is very complex.
It is not easy to extract metals and other components from it. Our Broni Mining Company has cooperated with NASA (National Aeronautics and Space Administration) to set up a special laboratory to conduct research on the development of space meteorite resources."
The neatly unified company name on the opponent's motorcade: Broni Mining Company, which made Willy Chuck secretly jealous. It was his old classmate who was lucky enough to join a professional mining company, and his position seemed to be quite high.
What I learned in school these past few years has finally come into use.
Jack Roosevelt didn't know that after seeing him, his old classmate felt sorry for himself for a long time.
"Meteorite development? My God! Are you ready to enter the universe? What? Has the United States already built a large industrial spaceship?"
Willy Chuck's eyes were full of stars, and he was obviously shocked by his old classmate's words.
Everyone knows that due to gravity, the cost of transporting materials from the ground to the outside of the atmosphere cannot be lower than the cost of collecting resources directly from outer space.
For every man-made object sent into space, the transportation cost alone is comparable to the same weight of gold as the man-made object.
Jack Roosevelt shook his head and said with a smile: "No, no, how can a little guy like me know whether the government has built a spaceship? Maybe, maybe not. NASA has always been very tight-lipped. What our company is doing now is just
In order to accumulate technology, we should proceed step by step. For a cross-generational technological upgrade like crossing the atmosphere, even a hundred years of accumulation is not much. If you prepare in advance, you will be able to get a head start."
One hundred years is indeed not too much, and it is not an alarmist statement.
Nowadays, you can easily buy a cheap program-controlled switch for a few hundred yuan on Taobao. Humanity has invested more than a hundred years of technology accumulation for this. This is true, dear!
"Where are you going?"
Jack Roosevelt put his sunglasses back on his face. He saw his colleague waving to him, seeming to urge him that it was not a problem to have so many cars parked in this desolate place.
"We are going to the village of Varga ahead to send condolences to the family of a colleague who sacrificed his life for the company."
Gagor Brown rushed to say, in just a short while, he was about to be scorched by the scorching sun in Iran, even if there was a little shade, it would be better.
"So that's it. It's such a coincidence. The point where the meteorite fell is near the village of Varga. We were planning to camp there. Vic and Mr. Brown. It seems that it was Allah's will that brought us here.
Together."
"Well, yes, Jack, get in my car, I'm so happy to see you."
Viri Cha held his old classmate's arm and walked towards Cherokee.
"Okay, we have to have a good chat!" Jack Roosevelt was also very interested. He put his hands to his mouth like a trumpet and shouted at the convoy: "Continue to move forward as planned, I will take this car! Murdo
Ke, you lead the team for me!"
Gagor Brown could only give up the passenger seat sadly.
The convoy started again.
Nine large and small vehicles soon arrived at Varga Village, but the accompanying Iranian translator did not find the village chief and imam. He heard that they went to the home of Abu Hassan Zargar.
It just so happened that the family that Viry Chuck and Gagor Brown, who worked for Northrop Grumman, visited were the family members of Abu Hassan Zargar.
At this time, people from both companies were amazed. They had different purposes, but in the end they all had the same direction and the same goal. This was interesting. Maybe it was God's will.
To avoid unnecessary conflicts with locals, Brony Mining Company convoys and Cherokees were suspended outside the village.
The children in the village were worried about what day it was. Outsiders came one after another.
Onlookers, powerful spectators, their eyes were almost too busy to see what was new, and the entrance to the village was filled with the laughter of children.
Some employees in the team who like children simply took out candies and cookies and distributed them to the cute children.
Led by the hired Iranian translator Hashem Assab, Jack Roosevelt took one or two of his men, Viri Chak, and Gagor Brown to the house of Abu Hassan Zargar to seek an audience with the authority figure in the village.
Without the permission of these two most important figures, employees of Broni Mining Company would not only be unable to enter the village to obtain supplies and help from the villagers, but would also be more likely to cause conflicts during the process of collecting meteorites.
The two Grumman employees couldn't even touch the side of Abu Hassan Zargar's house.
All this is completely determined by the two highest-status elders in the village who can determine the attitude of the entire Varga village.
They had just arrived at the door of Abu Hassan Zargar's house and were about to knock on the door. Before they could knock, the thick wooden door opened on its own initiative.
Jack Roosevelt was startled. Inside the door, a middle-aged Iranian and an East Asian were being escorted out by two old men. The two parties met at the door.
"Huh?!"
A person next to Jack Roosevelt suddenly screamed in surprise.
"What's going on? Rodriguez!"
While the Iranian translator Hashem Assab connected with the two old men, Jack Roosevelt frowned.
"Jack, the stone in the opponent's hand..." Rodriguez, a senior geological expert at Broni Mining Company, stopped talking here, and the meaning was self-evident.
The other party held a black stone in his hand, which caught Rodriguez's attention out of professional habit.
"Come with us?!" A murderous look flashed through Jack Roosevelt's eyes, and he quickly judged in his mind that the muscles on his body were not in vain. He suddenly exhaled a puff of air from his nose and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear.
: "Damn it!"
There are teams searching for meteorites everywhere in the world, and the Broni family is not the only one. This means that resources are being divided up, and division means fighting, and fighting means people will die.
"Jack, what's wrong?"
Willy Chuck was suddenly surprised that his old classmate's temperament suddenly became unfamiliar, and he looked at Jack Roosevelt in confusion.
Gagor Brown also shivered for no reason.
"Please wait a moment, friend!"
Jack Roosevelt said suddenly and made a gesture at the same time. Several of his men looked at each other and seized the opportunity to stop the two men coming out of Abu Hassan Zargar's house.
Although he said it politely, it was with an unquestionable commanding tone.
"What's the matter?" Lin Mo stopped and looked at the white people half surrounding him. They had no expression on their faces, and he didn't know whether their intentions were goodwill or hostility.
What do these guys do?
Sayyid Muhammad Banisadr, who was as confused as his employer, immediately became nervous. The other party's attitude was not good.
"Can you sell me the stone you have? I'll pay you one hundred dollars."
Jack Roosevelt walked up to Lin Mo and said directly without too many circles.
What? One hundred dollars?
Willy Chuck and Gagor Brown were startled and looked at Jack Roosevelt who was bidding in great surprise.
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Chapter recommends a new book: "The Temple" by the author Fu Zui Da Da, ISBN 2568216. The protagonist represents the dark side of the author's psychology, which is simply too dark. (To be continued)
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