Chapter 19

At one o'clock in the afternoon.

At his desk, Professor Wang Zhong, over 80, is reading a red headed document.

With the progress of reading, his mood became worse and worse.

Notice on cancellation of special aviation tax

"It is hereby announced that the special aviation construction tax will be officially cancelled from December 31, 2264..."

"What should come is still coming."

The special aviation tax is a kind of support for the "deep space program" by the coalition government. All participating countries will pay this tax every year.

Now, this tax will be abolished.

Professor Wang Zhong sighed. As he thought deeply, the wrinkles on his forehead were like gullies.

In this era, with the progress of medical technology, especially the emergence of 3D biological organ printing, the average life expectancy of human beings has reached 110 years old, and healthy people can even live to 140 years old. However, at the age of 80, Wang Zhong is still a little older. The decline of energy makes Wang Zhong unable to do scientific research.

However, as an academician of the Academy of Sciences, no matter how old he is, his IQ is far beyond ordinary people.

He is a restless man. When he is old, it's good to give full play to some waste heat. It's no big problem to take some master's students. By the way, he can also deal with some administrative work.

As the scientific advisor of the deep space foundation, I am busy every day.

He became more and more frustrated with the newly issued document.

Time does not revolve around people. If he is twenty or thirty years old, he will argue for a wave in the meeting. Even if this dispute won't have much effect

Wang Zhong made a phone call and tried to make his tone more gentle: "... Don't they know that the earth times needs the support of the Jupiter base to accelerate to seven thousandths of the speed of light!"

"It costs a lot of money to make an ultra long distance optical path!"

Across the phone came a middle-aged male voice: "Professor Wang, tax reduction is the general trend of the times, which can not be stopped by several of us. This resolution has been studied for a long time, and it is not a temporary intention. President Lin of the foundation has also... "

Wang Zhong said reluctantly, "if the speed of navigation is less than seven thousandths of the speed of light, do you know the consequences? The journey of 3000 years, any variable will produce a domino like chain reaction... "

"Professor Wang, we are trying to find a way. You can rest assured that even if you sell a lot of assets, you will raise enough money. "

Wang Zhong hung up the phone and sighed again.

Also, for politicians, the "earth times" has long been built, and of course, this part of the tax levied on the people must be exempted. To be reasonable, this surtax has been levied for more than 40 years, and the people have long complained.

But

Where follow-up funds come from is still a big problem.

Although the deep space foundation is large and has a large number of industries, it can not bear such a huge capital demand without the financial support of the coalition government. Selling assets is not a wise choice. Indiscriminate selling in the capital market will only make those capital giants cheaper. The market is bloodless. The more urgent it is to sell, the lower the price they will offer.

Moreover, the purpose of their deep space foundation is not just to launch a colonial spacecraft, but 10, 20, or even 100. These assets are their roots!

Just then, the door of the office rang a few times.

"Please come in!" Wang Zhong pulled back his thoughts and said.

A young girl came in. It was his student Xu Yunjing.

The girl whispered, "teacher, there are some reporters outside who want to interview you. It's a group of foreigners. Do you know them? "

"Foreigners?"

"It seems that some humanities Association... Wants us to donate to poor areas."

"If you don't accept it, say I'm not here!"

When it came to money, Wang Zhong raised his eyebrows and raised his voice: "think about it with your ass and you'll know what they're doing here! Although our foundation has many industries, the money is not from the wind, but created by all scientists! "

"... don't deal with that kind of reporters in the future, especially foreign journalists. They like to dig a hole and let you jump in. If they accidentally say a wrong word, they will make a big fuss and report all kinds of nonsense! "

Xu Yunjing was disheartened. I can see that my tutor is in a bad mood.

Xia is a foreign energy exporter. The domestic electricity is 3 cents a day, which can be said to be a kind of social welfare.

But it's hard to say the electricity sold abroad. The labor of Xia people can't be sold cheaply. These electricity needs to be profitable.

According to the original contribution to the study of nuclear fusion, some countries paid 8 cents a time, and some paid 30 cents a time.

Anyway, you don't have to use it, you don't have to pull it down.

The reason is nothing more than the high monopoly of controllable nuclear fusion projects. This extremely difficult project has almost integrated the most cutting-edge science and technology of mankind. Not every country can do it by patting its head.

Xu Yunjing thought for a moment, and then said, "teacher, if you don't accept the interview, will it affect you?"

"Impact? Shit! Starve to death without electricity? Is electricity at 30 cents a hour very expensive? What human rights, it is obvious that they want to use electricity cheaply! "

Wang Zhong scolded angrily: "... I didn't contribute much when I studied. Why do I want to pick peaches now?"

"This is the national interest!"

"If you want a cheaper electricity price, you have to send representatives to negotiate with the government instead of sneaking around here to engage in a public opinion offensive and win the sympathy of our people!"

Wang Zhong is well aware of the truth that more words must be lost. He is simply too lazy to argue with these reporters. He just takes the opportunity to educate his students to be "politically sensitive".

Whatever you do, you have to have Eq.

"Especially girls, don't be generous to others because of the heart of the virgin!"

Xu Yunjing was educated and stopped thinking about it. She was a little embarrassed and said, "Oh, and... The elder martial brother's son wants to visit you. Do you have time? "

"Elder martial brother? What senior brother? "

"That's... Elder martial brother Zhang!" Xu Yunjing gestured with her hands.

Wang Zhong was stunned and quickly reacted. His expression slowed down and a soft light flashed across his face.

Zhang Qiming, his most gifted disciple, is the operator of the main control system of the earth times. All his students, whether doctoral or master's students, call Zhang Qiming "senior brother".

As for... His son?

It seems that I haven't heard of it.

Oh, I haven't heard of it, but I've long forgotten it. Everyone knows Einstein, but no one wants to remember Einstein's son.

Recalling that Zhang Qiming had died and the scene of a white haired man sending a black haired man, Wang Zhong sighed: "Alas, bring his son over."

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