If you don't have money, no matter how strong your ability is, no matter how high your knowledge is, and how wonderful your ideas are, that's zero.

Because you can't turn your ideas and theories into reality!

Scientific research is burning money!

Dibala gently raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Marco, you're right. Recently, the Institute is very strong and short of money."

"How much do you intend to support?"

Support?

Marco shook his head with a smile and said, "dibala, I'm not a support."

"Let me tell you, NASA is going to launch a manned mission recently."

"A lot of radiation resistant materials are needed."

"Well, about $1.5 billion."

"If you don't mind, I can buy from Titan Institute."

$1.5 billion!

as soon as this was said, dibala's little heart jumped!

Although he was in charge of Titan Institute, in a strict sense, he was well-informed.

But even he, hearing the $1.5 billion, gave his little heart a shudder.

1.5 billion, that's a lot of money!

Of course, his heart was shocked, but dibala did not intend to say it.

He also wants to seek higher interests!

"Marco, this is the purchase cost of the Institute. What about me? What can I get? " Asked dibala, smiling.

Yes, this time he asked, not the Institute, but himself!

What can he get?

"In this way, NASA still lacks a deputy chief. If Qin Luo's business can be accomplished, the position of vice president and Xi will be yours. What do you think?" Malcolt chuckled.

Nasa!

The largest aviation organization in China!

The dream of countless people!

Marco didn't believe that dibala could resist the temptation!

Sure enough, just as soon as Marco's voice dropped.

Dibala's breath was heavy.

Originally, he thought Marco would hit him with money.

It turned out that Marco gave him such a show!

You know, this is the vice president of NASA!

It's not as intuitive as money.

But the power he represents is enormous.

On the other hand, with power, are you afraid you can't make money?

Undeniably, this moment dibala is a real heart!

Marco took out the chips, completely touched his heartstrings!

"Gulu ~" dibala swallowed his saliva carefully, and his eyes were fixed on malcolt. He asked, "Marco, is this serious? Vice president, is the seat really for me

Although the heart, but dibala did not lose his mind, he wanted to make sure it was true.

Otherwise, he would be Bai Huanxi.

Hearing dibala's words, Marco shrugged his shoulders, and said with a faint smile: "of course, we are all grasshoppers on a rope, and we are old friends for many years. I don't need to cheat you."

"You want you to promise that by the time NASA's next election, NASA's vice president will be your seat."

"So, is this chip enough to impress you?"

"Whoa ~

dibala took a long breath, his eyes showed a touch of firmness, and said," OK, I've agreed to this. "

"Keep things clean and don't get caught."

"Marco, I know that even if you don't say it."

Of course, he won't be found out. He has to wait to be the vice president of NASA