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Chapter 670 The beginning of the red mercury nuclear egg

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Thinking of mercurochrome eggs, William immediately thought of the bald head in the church.

He glanced at Abigail and Jesse who were sleeping soundly on the bed, walked out of the bedroom and asked Sunday,

"I have asked you to pay attention to the church a few months ago, why have you never reported it to me?"

"SIR, the order you gave me is to report to you only when the church's life is in danger.

Five months ago, although Mr. Church was in danger, it did not endanger his life."

"Is that what I ordered?"

After shaking my head and thinking for a few seconds, it seems that there is indeed such an order.

"From now on, I want to know every move in the church,

Create a task at the same time, task name: mercurochrome nuclear egg,

I need a suitable place to study mercurochrome, do you have any suggestions?"

Sunday paused for a few seconds before replying, "The mission can be established. If the research location is suitable,

Because it involves nuclear eggs, I strongly recommend that you establish a secret research laboratory under the arctic glacier or in the hinterland of the desert."

This is a good idea. William thought for a few seconds and said, "Send robots to explore the two places to find suitable base establishment points.

At the same time, I need a fully equipped research laboratory, preferably one that can be used today."

"Understood, sIR, the exploration mission has been established. The detection modified delta-wing drone and backup aircraft carrier have been dispatched. The detection results are expected in 7 days.

As for the research room, if the confidentiality level of what you want to do is not high, you can temporarily rent a physics laboratory first.

If ranked based on the completeness of equipment and research projects, it is recommended to rent the British National Laboratory."

"Is that place available for rent?"

"Yes, sIR, with your confidentiality level, apart from the need to apply for the most top-notch equipment, there is no difficulty in renting an ordinary laboratory."

"Then if it's just testing and analyzing mercurochrome materials, can the equipment you have handle detect it on its own?"

"Sorry, sIR, in my database, in addition to the cold fission technology of the Ark reactor,

There is no information related to nuclear technology, so it is impossible to predict whether the mercurochrome you mentioned contains radiation.

It is even more impossible to predict whether unexpected situations will occur.

I would like to remind you that if any nuclear-related testing accident occurs, the consequences will be unbearable for us."

With such a reminder, William hesitated in his heart. Forget it, it's better to be on the safe side. "The research laboratory and future production sites will be placed in the uninhabited land of the Sahara Desert.

The one on the glacier will be used for some exploration.

If an explosion occurs there, who knows, the climate will change drastically in the future."

"Okay, sIR, the mission can be changed." After saying that, Sunday paused for a few seconds and asked, "Do I still need to rent a laboratory?"

"Rent, of course." After thinking for a moment, William said, "Some things cannot be completely kept secret. You have to reveal something to make people suspicious."

Rent it now, I'll go out and have a look in an hour."

After thinking for a while, William continued, "In the name of developing new battery technology and balancing cars, ask Aston Martin's technical director to send a few people to the laboratory to wait for me."

"Okay, sIR".

He returned to the bedroom and kissed Abigail on the cheek, "Would you like to have breakfast with me?"

Abi was woken up and lay on the pillow. He opened his eyes and glanced at William in confusion, then turned his head and continued to lie down.

He muttered in a low voice, "Let Jesse stay with you, I want to sleep."

Looking at Jesse whose eyelashes were trembling slightly, William smiled and walked to the bathroom, "I will probably stay at the National Physical Laboratory these days.

If you need anything, go and find me there."

Physics laboratory? These words made the two girls open their eyes. Abi covered her chest with a blanket.

He sat up and asked strangely, "Isn't there a laboratory in the basement at home? What else are you doing outside?"

"Hey, I have a new idea about batteries and make something fun."

Hearing this, Abigail rolled her eyes, got out of bed, put on her nightgown, followed William and asked,

"Then will you have to hold a press conference when you finish the finished product?"

William, who was squeezing out toothpaste, looked at Abi, "What, you want to host a press conference?"

"Of course", Abi did not deny it, held William's waist with both hands, pressed it against his back, and said flatteringly,

"Don't you like press conferences? Then of course I, the general manager, have to help you solve the problem."

I wanted to refuse, but then I thought, since I let Abi take charge of the company, she would inevitably come to the front on my behalf in the future.

It's the same whether it's early or late, "Well, I'll let you know on Sunday when the finished product is finished."

Abi, who was able to walk up to the front in an open and honest manner, immediately excitedly pulled Jesse and William for a morning exercise.

After breakfast, William drove the Aston Martin dB9 refreshed to Boddington's laboratory in London.

When I got off the car, I saw Aston Martin general manager Sean Wayans, who had been waiting for more than an hour, with seven or eight middle-aged people waiting for him.

"Sorry, Sean, something unexpected happened and kept you waiting for a long time." William took the initiative to shake hands with Martin's technicians and engineers.

When the boss came, he took the initiative to apologize, and everyone's anger quickly dissipated.

After all, orders for the new bulletproof dB9 that William took out were scheduled for two years. Now that the company has money, there are many projects that technicians like them wanted to do before but had no money to do.

Discussions on feasibility have also begun.

What makes them even more excited is that William bought the F1 team from Charles Cavendish three months ago.

Directly renamed Aston Martin Racing, making them the fourth F1 team with pure British origin.

For a time, Aston Martin's reputation skyrocketed, and sales of dB9 also increased.

After Sean Wayans introduced seven technical staff to William, he saw that his boss was in a good mood, and received a hint from the technical director and technical director Louis Rafa.

He took the opportunity to ask William in front of everyone, "Boss, the company's current orders have been scheduled for two years. While sales have increased significantly,

There are also many problems that need to be solved urgently. Look, when will you have time to go to the headquarters in person?

Give us the opportunity to report the issues we encountered to you."

"Let's go", William took the lead and walked to the physics laboratory, "Abigail told me that you want to produce non-bulletproof and convertible versions of dB9.

As long as there is production capacity, I have no objection.

As for participating in track competitions other than F1," William paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "This matter will wait a little longer.

I will consider it after you sort out the affairs of the F1 team and get results.

You can discuss other matters with Abigail. As for funds, you should not be short of money now."

Looking at William who tilted his head to look at him, Sean Wayans shook his head hurriedly, "dB9 has sold 48oo cars in half a year.

The company's profit was nearly 240 million pounds, and its after-tax profit was about 160 million pounds.

With the completion of the renovation of the new factory, the annual output is expected to more than triple to 21,000 vehicles.

The sales volume of dB9 has not dropped significantly, and coupled with mass production and cost reduction, the full-year after-tax profit is expected to be about 350 million pounds.

It's just," Sean hesitated for a while before saying, "the sales volume of the bulletproof version may be greatly reduced in the future, and the profits distributed to your bulletproof material company will also be reduced."


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