"Hahahaha!" A burst of hearty laughter rang out in the new orbital command center.
An unusually tall and burly middle-aged man stroked his short, strong beard with one hand and patted General Morgan on the shoulder with the other. He smiled and said: "Old man Morgan, don't leave in such a hurry! Although you are no longer the commander-in-chief.
But the handover has not been completed yet, how can I leave first? You have to wait until everything is done, right?"
Admiral Morgan's face was livid, he stared at the man with an unkind look, and said coldly: "Crasus, I have already resigned, why are I still here? Are you waiting to be humiliated by you?"
The middle-aged man laughed again and said: "That's okay! The relationship between you and me is not good to begin with. How can you forget what happened 20 years ago so quickly? It doesn't matter if you forget, as long as I can't forget!
Anyway, you can’t leave until the handover is over, and federal laws are not just for good looks. I think the scenery here is pretty good, and you won’t get tired of seeing this blue sun for more than a month.”
The admiral's face turned green and white, and he said coldly: "Crasus, you are so proud right now, but be careful if the boat capsizes one day, it will not end well!"
Crassus said with a smile: "I don't have many advantages. I am just a little self-aware, and I am also good at judging people. Until now, I have not suffered any setbacks, and my position is not bad. As for my opponents, there are more
Something happened to the young ones, and they slowly fell down one by one, and they couldn't be seen anymore. But don't worry, old man, you are not the last one, there are still people behind you! Although there are not many. Oh,
Come on, get my uniform!"
Two beautiful and beautiful officers came like a wind and presented a general uniform. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to put it on, buttoned the buttons one by one, and then specially wiped the general star on the epaulette. He was a general.
They were wiped away one by one, showing off so much that people couldn't bear to look at them.
Crassus has four general stars on his shoulders, which makes him a first-level federal general. Morgan has three general stars on his shoulders, which is a general, which is one level lower. This level difference is not a trivial matter. Morgan can
He can command a legion of no more than 500,000 people, or an elite legion plus an ordinary legion. Crassus has the authority to command a large legion of about one million, or an integrated federal fleet.
When the 7th Marine Corps arrived on Planet 4, Chrysler, who was also an admiral, did not listen to Morgan's orders very much. But if it were General Crassus, Chrysler would not dare to disobey orders.
The problem is that Crassus' fourth general star is very new, very new, and has only been installed for less than a month. He only received the fourth general star because he took up the post of commander of the n77 theater.
So he rubbed this star seven or eight times in front of Morgan until it was almost bald.
The old admiral's face was as dark as water, but at this moment, his level was one level lower, and he could not have an attack, nor could he walk away. He knew that the man in front of him seemed to be generous, but in fact he was extremely petty, and he would retaliate, and he had no selfish ethics at all.
How to write words such as shameless and bottom line? After leaving office this time, Morgan's career in the army has come to an end, while Crassus is still rising. For the sake of his descendants and family, the old general has to endure this tone. Let this guy
After feeling comfortable, maybe the subsequent series of measures will be withdrawn.
However, the admiral still underestimated the difficulty of endurance.
Crassus wiped the general's star, then patted the old general on the shoulder hard, and said: "Calling you old man is not a derogatory term. Your years of service in the army are much older than mine. In terms of age, I say
Maybe you should call your daughter "Auntie". Oh, by the way, she's not here. It's okay. I'll write her a letter later."
The admiral's cheek twitched slightly and he said nothing.
Crassus' laughter turned into a smile, and finally said: "Old man, you are good at everything, but your promotion is a little slow. I don't know whether it is because of lack of strength, bad luck, or both. But then again
, if you are really capable, the relationship between us will not be bad, right? Those who can be beaten are enemies, and those who cannot be beaten are brothers, hahaha!"
He finally came to an end, made a gesture, and asked someone to send the admiral to his office. Morgan originally had his own flagship, but Crassus directly detained Morgan on his flagship in the name of handover needs and assigned an office.
and a dormitory for him.
After a while, the admiral arrived at the temporary office. Standing in this small space of less than 10 square meters, he could no longer vent his anger. Morgan sat directly behind the desk and began to handle the handover affairs.
If the office is like this, the dormitory must not be much better. But Admiral Morgan had already predicted it. If it were not like this, it would not be Crassus.
After changing into his military uniform, Crassus sat in his special chair. Behind him were dozens of meters of floor-to-ceiling windows, where he could fully appreciate the blue sun and the beautiful scenery of the universe. His office was 800 square meters in size and was decorated with originality. At this moment, the central projection
In the video, there is a scene of old Morgan working hard behind his desk.
Crassus smiled slightly, rang the bell, and the image of old Morgan disappeared. He knocked on the table again, and the office door slid open silently, and a beautiful female lieutenant colonel came in.
"Go and call Kun over. Let me see if he has missed any of his homework."
A moment later, a shuttle boat flew over and leaned against the flagship. After another moment, Kun stood in front of Crassus.
Crassus stood up, walked around Kun several times, and finally reached out and wiped Kun's epaulette. Although there was no dust on it at all, the star became a little unstable after he wiped it.
Kun's face was dark and uncertain, as if he was about to run away.
"Hahahaha!" Crassus laughed heartily.
Kun shuddered when he heard this signature laughter.
Crassus patted Kun's shoulder hard, and the epaulets were a little unsteady with this pat: "Why do you have such an expression? You don't want to see me? That's fine, how about I call your little senior sister..."
"Don't!!" Kun wailed.
Crassus frowned and said, "What's your reaction? Your little senior sister often talks about you when she has nothing to do. How come you have become so ungrateful?"
"No, I, I just..." Kun calmed down and said, "Don't you handle military affairs? This battle is quite difficult."
With Kun's personality, he rarely uses the word you.
Crassus smiled and said: "War is just a routine matter. No matter how you fight, you will win. Your homework for the school entrance examination is more important now, otherwise I will not be able to get a job with the teacher. Tell me, what have you achieved in the past two years?
The achievement of the assassination? If there is a feat like the failed assassination last time, remember to mention it."
Kun knew that Crassus had his own intelligence channels, and if he lied and was found out after the fact, the consequences would not be good.
However, as soon as he knew that Crassus was coming, Kun had already begun to prepare for this moment. He took a deep breath and said: "In the past two years, my most important progress is to have a deep understanding of macroeconomic operations.
, at the same time, the research on industry trends and business operations has also made a qualitative leap. To put it simply, my current research on capital markets is at the forefront in the entire federation..."
"Okay, okay, you can brag better than me!" Crassus covered his face and couldn't listen anymore, "Let's be honest, how much money did you make?"
Kun had some different opinions: "I'm talking about my academic achievements. What does it have to do with whether I make money or not?"
Crassus snorted, "Don't you study economics and capital markets? How can you talk about academic achievements if you can't even make money! Why, do you think losing money proves that you understand your research?"
Kun was speechless for a moment, but Crassus was right. Academic achievements in this area must be put into practice after all. And the achievements of the capital market are particularly simple. Black is black, white is white, numbers speak for themselves, and there is no ambiguity.
There is room for either making more than others or losing less. There is no other reason. Of course, if you can't do this, you have to think of other excuses, such as investment philosophy, beliefs, obsessions, etc. In short, you lose money.
It's not money, it's feelings.
Kun reluctantly told the number.
"What?" Crassus didn't hear clearly for a moment.
Kun took a deep breath and doubled his volume: "16.5 billion!"
"Ha..." The ha in the back gradually disappeared, and Crassus could no longer laugh. He stroked his beard, stared at Kun, as if he were staring at a roasted rabbit, and said slowly: "How can you blow?"
Kun had already opened his account and stood in front of Crassus: "Look, the current market value is 18.1 billion, and the comprehensive cost is 1.5 billion, so the profit is a little more than 16.5 billion."
Crassus said: "You have made so much money and you still don't want to settle it?"
"No! I don't think so. My research results show that it still has a lot of room for growth, at least double it."
Crassus put away his smile, became much more serious, and said: "If you end it now, then the result of this assessment will undoubtedly be excellent, and the teacher will be very happy. Well, it is just a bit unprofessional, but since I have made money
, then this is a trivial matter. But if it is not resolved, your performance in this assessment will become a water line. If it drops in the future, you will have to make up for the water line in the next assessment before your score can be calculated.
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"I understand, but I don't sell it."
"It's a good thing to be so confident. You've passed the test this time." Crassus smiled again and reached out to wipe Kun's epaulette. This time, the star shone a lot.
"If nothing happens, I will go back."
With a sunny smile, Crassus asked: "Don't you want to get more points? Do you want to test your melee combat skills? So as not to have another embarrassing incident like a failed assassination."
Kun was suddenly startled, firmly refused, and then ran away without giving Crassus any chance to persuade him.
Watching Kun's figure disappearing away, Crassus shook his head helplessly, opened Phil and Hathaway's information, and thought about what to talk about for a while. However, Kun's performance this time was so unexpected, Crassus
Feeling a little uneasy, I opened the account information that Kun sent me and looked at it carefully.
As he watched, his expression changed: "Light years?! Do you think it can still rise?! This brat, you think I'm not your little senior sister and I can't beat you to death, right?"