NCCnovel Chapter 3202 The United States' Slow Realization
Chapter 3202 The United States' Slow Realization
Chapter 3202 The United States' Slow Realization
Just as Harris was pondering how to adjust the industrial structure in the future, Gao Mingyuexiang, who was standing next to him, suddenly turned her head and looked at him curiously, asking,
"Honey."
Why don't we learn from the United States?
"I know that the United States has the strongest, most advanced, and best computer technology in the world."
"In that case, we should learn from them."
Harris immediately replied, "Of course, of course it's the best."
"You know, in the United States, this kind of technology is a product of ten years ago, and we don't even bother with it."
"Moreover, the computers we are researching now are capable of sending humans to the moon. We don't even bother to study such ancient gadgets."
"However, it has suddenly become popular in the world, like an old item dug out of a warehouse and suddenly becoming valuable again."
"You know, we now have to stop and turn back to take care of those who cherish old things."
Harris's words were somewhat arrogant, but for ordinary people, these flawed boasts were a symbol of strength.
"Because it's not suitable."
Harris looked at the woman whose eyes were starting to bubble and spoke confidently.
"Not suitable?"
"Yes, because our computer technology is too advanced; you can't imitate it even if you want to."
"It's better to practice with the lower-level ones first. Once you've accumulated enough skills, we'll give you better techniques!"
Gao Mingyuexiang's eyes lit up when she heard this. Needless to say, what they would give would definitely be better than what China would give!
They'll sell it to China then.
However, considering the small market in China, Gao Mingyuexiang looked down on it.
How can a semi-industrialized country, which struggles to even feed itself, possibly aspire to modernization?
wishful thinking.
It will take at least ten years to catch up with them!
Then, thinking of the computer order, Gao Mingyuexiang suddenly spoke up, "Now that we've finished making it, what about the follow-up orders..."
Harris reached out and pinched her hard, causing Gao Mingyuexiang to tremble. Then Harris said, "No, the trade must continue."
"That would cost a lot of money!"
"No problem, this is the necessary price to pay!"
Harris smiled confidently, "Only by completing the follow-up orders can we stabilize them and buy ourselves time."
"Similarly, we must encourage them to continue expanding production capacity, continue producing, and continue investing..."
As he spoke, Harris's smile grew even brighter.
Gao Mingyuexiang understood what the other party meant; wasn't this the same tactic as last year's game console incident?
Unexpectedly, China's contingency plan sent those people straight to the rooftop.
Thinking of this, Gao Mingyuexiang felt a sense of worry.
However, this worry came quickly and went quickly.
Times have changed.
The person involved in the game console business was just a penniless person from an island nation who was lucky enough to be noticed by a big shot while riding the wave of opportunity, which gave him the capital to compete with Chinese game consoles.
Unfortunately, a leopard can't change its spots, and a rotten apple can't be plastered on a wall!
Ultimately, going to the rooftop was inevitable.
But things are different now.
Who is standing behind them?
It is the powerful United States.
It is the most advanced computer industry in the world.
With this support, they will never repeat the same mistakes, nor will they fail.
They will win, and keep winning.
Therefore, there is no distinction between high and low strategies; whether they succeed depends on who uses them!
Gao Mingyuexiang instantly understood what Harris meant, and her eyes widened in admiration.
Then a feeling of inferiority arose in my heart.
Sure enough, it was all because they were too useless!
What Gao Mingyuexiang didn't know was that the materials they had "hard-won" obtained didn't stay on the Japanese island at all, but were on the plane bound for the United States.
Inside the cabin.
Smith was reporting to Lawrence about what was happening in Persia.
Mengsha sat quietly to the side, her gaze occasionally drifting out the window.
Meanwhile, not far away, Jack and Wade were resting in chairs.
However, their eyes occasionally met, revealing their inner turmoil.
They knew they had really hit the jackpot this time.
I thought that after the incident of reselling supplies in Bei'an last time, this would be my life forever, and it would be difficult for me to ever enter the upper echelons again.
Even though they did a lot of things afterward to try to salvage their image, it had little effect.
They even have to worry about their lives after retirement, fearing that their enemies might come knocking on their door.
Unexpectedly, he was summoned to Smith's side to work for him.
This is something they never dared to dream of before!
While exchanging glances, the two would occasionally look at the three people in front of them.
That woman, well, she's not someone they should be looking at.
As for the two leaders, their eyes were filled with nothing but admiration and respect.
"Wade, we've chosen the right leader this time!"
Jack's eyes flickered, his expression serious yet tinged with excitement.
In contrast, Wade was much more casual, grinning and saying, "Of course I know!"
He then leaned close to Jack's ear and said, "The boss is preparing to take over, and we are his handpicked confidants."
"Besides, the reason we were chosen is probably because of the stains we have on our bodies!"
Jack nodded. "So, our luck isn't that bad after all, is it?"
Wade flashed eight teeth, then nodded and said, "Of course!"
"Therefore, we must seize this opportunity!"
"Jack, what do you think?"
Jack didn't say anything, but simply made a gesture that both of them understood.
The two then exchanged a glance, both filled with anticipation for the future.
"Boss, can these two really work out?"
"I'm a little worried about entrusting this computer to them!"
Smith glanced at Jack and his companion with a hint of worry on his face.
"Don't worry, these two may not amount to much, but they can handle small tasks."
"is it?"
"Is not it?"
Lawrence countered, but Smith was still somewhat uneasy.
"Boss, you know this could be a project worth tens of billions. What if we just hand it over to these two and they mess it up?"
Lawrence waved his hand dismissively, "Listen, buddy, we're just an intelligence agency, not a factory or a business."
"We provide valuable intelligence. As for how to do it specifically, that's for the higher-ups to consider. We can't overstep our bounds!"
At first, Smith felt uneasy listening to Lawrence's slightly meaningful words, because Lawrence used to want to have everything under his control.
He had to inquire about what crops the farmers grew.
But now?
They're actually distinguished so clearly?
In just a moment, Smith understood what was going on.
This is a warning to him: once he's in this position, he should do what he's supposed to do, and he shouldn't do what he's not supposed to do. Of course, this is all predicated on Lawrence getting the position he wants.
The implication is that once the seat you're sitting on changes, you change too!
Smith understood what Lawrence meant, then nodded and said seriously, "Understood!"
Lawrence nodded in satisfaction, which was why he was grooming Smith to be his successor.
Only when a sensible, trouble-free, and capable confidant sits in this crucial position can he feel at ease!
"So, boss, shall we begin now?"
Smith said in a low voice, and Lawrence nodded, "Yes, we're about to begin."
He looked out the window with a serious expression.
Mengsha, who was standing to the side, also looked over, waiting for Lawrence's final decision.
"Mengsha!"
"Yes, boss!"
Mengsha responded and took out a safe from the side, then opened it and took out a document.
Lawrence took the document, his face showing surprise and disbelief.
"To be honest, I really didn't expect that China would actually surpass us!"
As they spoke, the documents were placed on the table.
Smith took a deep breath, picked up the document, glanced at it, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
He then blurted out, "Is everything on these pictures real?"
Smith couldn't help but be shocked, because the information above was too incredible, even somewhat unbelievable.
When they learned about the genetic engineering project being carried out in Britain, they didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just some biological research that had nothing to do with them.
It wasn't until they were analyzing research on "miracle drugs" that, with the intention of "learning from" their findings, they sent people to Britain to access the other side's research results.
The news that came back at that time included not only the missing milligram, but also a secret about genetic weapons.
It was then that they realized this thing wasn't for dissecting small animals or drawing blood for testing.
This is a truly devastating weapon capable of changing the future of the race.
From that time on, they began searching for talent in this field to form the United States' genetic forces.
But as they gathered more information, they suddenly discovered that someone else was doing the same thing as them.
At first, they didn't realize the purpose of these people, but gradually, as their actions overlapped, they immediately realized that they had encountered their own kind.
Therefore, they conducted a detailed investigation of these people.
And then there's this report in my hand!
Upon hearing Smith's exclamation, Mengsha realized what was happening and then whispered, "This is only part of the material; the people we're investigating are all currently employed."
"They only knew to draw blood samples, but they didn't know the specifics!"
"Several large hospitals were even mentioned here, and their leaders all said the same thing."
"After receiving a huge sum of money, they began to do things that were neither illegal nor harmful to the hospital's interests, such as handing over the remaining blood samples from the tests to a company that specializes in handling biological waste."
"This way, someone will handle it specifically, which will save them costs and achieve multiple benefits."
"But were these blood samples processed at all...?"
Mengsha didn't continue, but all three of them understood.
Nine times out of ten, it flowed out.
"Where are these biotech companies located?"
Smith was very concerned. Mengsha took a deep breath and said, "According to intelligence reports from various places, the organization may be backed by the French, but of course, it's only a possibility."
"Because eight out of the ten medical waste disposal companies registered in our country are owned by their people."
"The remaining two families also have ties to the French."
"Moreover, the waste treatment equipment and technology used by these companies all come from France!"
"Therefore, we have reason to suspect, or even be certain, that the mastermind behind this is France."
"Of course, we can't rule out the possibility of being used, but..."
"I don't think the French are that stupid!"
Smith nodded, then asked with concern, "I checked the establishment dates of these companies, and they were all registered within the last three years. If France is behind this, doesn't that mean they started this research three years ago?"
Lawrence said helplessly, "It might be even sooner!"
"If it weren't for the actions in Britain that gave us a wake-up call, we wouldn't have imagined that something like this would happen!"
"They won't even realize that we've been left behind!"
"even…"
"They may have already finished their work on Europe, and we are their next stop!"
Smith and Mengsha remained silent, both equally shocked.
Mengsha knew even better that she had to get these two messages to the Alliance as soon as possible so that they could start the research.
"So this is our chance, our chance to catch up."
"If we miss this opportunity, it will be very difficult for us to surpass it again!"
Lawrence suddenly spoke up, then looked at Smith and said, "We have already placed people in these ten companies, and the peripheral personnel are all ready."
"Once the mastermind is identified, take action immediately!"
"Remember, we must capture their personnel alive. We need the samples they collected, and even more so, the wealth of data they have accumulated through research!"
"These are crucial!"
Smith nodded. "Understood. I will oversee the entire operation to ensure its success!"
Lawrence nodded, "I trust you to handle things!"
"Now, go talk to them. The computer issue also needs an explanation!"
Smith nodded, then got up and walked towards Jack and the other man.
After Smith left, Lawrence turned to Mengsha and said, "You'll be handling things with Natasha from now on. Be sure to report any developments as soon as possible!"
Mengsha was delighted to hear Lawrence's arrangement; with her here in the United States, she would also receive news from Britain.
Once the intelligence is relayed back, the alliance can quickly get back on track for development.
That way, I won't be left behind.
"Yes, boss!"
"I will urge her to achieve results as soon as possible!"
Lawrence nodded, then leaned back in his airplane seat and pinched the space between his eyebrows.
He's been busy campaigning lately and needs to travel to various places to seek help.
This inevitably involves making various promises and exchanging favors.
Therefore, these intelligence operations can only be carried out by others.
Fortunately, his subordinates were all quite capable, which saved him some trouble.
The plane began its descent, and after landing, Smith walked up to Lawrence and nodded slightly.
"They already know what to do!"
Lawrence opened his eyes and saw two people standing bowing not far away nodding slightly.
Upon seeing this, the two immediately straightened their backs, raised their heads, and nodded vigorously.
The two then quickly disembarked from the plane with the documents they had brought from Japan.
A short while later, the plane took off again under the guidance of the control tower!
"Jack, I think we've hit the jackpot this time!"
Wade took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it. He hadn't dared to smoke it on the plane, but he was really craving it.
Jack grabbed it and started smoking himself. "Yeah, let's go meet those capitalists."
"This thing!"
Jack held up the safe in his hand. "But it's the spoon they use to amass wealth!"