Chapter 670: The Beginning of the Red Mercury Egg
Thinking of the red mercury egg, William immediately remembered the bald head of the church.
Glancing at Abigail and Jesse, who were sleeping soundly in bed, they walked out of the bedroom and asked Sunday,
"I kept your eye on the church for a few months, why haven't you reported it to me?"
"SIR, YOUR ORDER TO ME IS TO REPORT TO YOU WHEN THE CHURCH'S LIFE IS IN DANGER,
Five months ago, Mr. Church was in danger, but his life was not endangered."
"That's what I ordered?"
Shaking his 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 of the church,
Create a quest at the same time, Quest Name: Red Mercury Egg,
I need a suitable place to study red mercury, do you have any suggestions?"
After a pause for a few seconds on Sunday, he replied, "Mission to establish, if the site of the study is suitable,
Because it involves nuclear eggs, I strongly recommend that you set up a secret laboratory in an Arctic glacier or in the heart of a desert."
This is a good idea, William thought for a few seconds and said, "Send robots to explore the two places and find a suitable base to build,
At the same time, I need a fully equipped research room, preferably available today."
"Understood, SIR, the exploration mission has been established, the detection type modified delta-wing UAV and the backup aircraft carrier to be sent, the detection results are expected to be 7 days,
If you want to do something that is not highly confidential, you can rent a physics laboratory for the time being.
In terms of the completeness of equipment and research projects, it is recommended to rent the British National Laboratory."
"Can I rent that place?"
"Yes, SIR, with your level of confidentiality, except for the most advanced equipment that needs to be applied, there is no difficulty in renting an ordinary laboratory."
"So if it's just to detect and analyze red mercury materials, can the equipment you have can detect it on its own?"
"I'M SORRY, SIR, I HAVE IN MY DATABASE, EXCEPT FOR THE COLD FISSION TECHNOLOGY OF THE ARK REACTOR,
There is no information related to nuclear technology, and it is impossible to predict whether the red mercury you are talking about is radioactive.
It's even more impossible to predict whether something unexpected will happen.
We would like to remind you that any nuclear-related testing, in the event of an accident, will have consequences that we cannot bear."
With such a reminder, William also hesitated in his heart, forget it, it's better to be safe, "Impeach the research laboratory and the future production site, put it in the uninhabited area of the Sahara Desert,
The glacier is only a probe for backup.
If there is an impeachment explosion there, the devil knows how drastically the climate will change in the future."
"Okay, SIR, change the mission," said Sunday after a pause for a few seconds and then asked, "Do you still need to rent a lab?"
"Rent, of course," said William after only a moment, "some things cannot be kept completely secret, and something has to be revealed to make people suspicious."
Rent it now, and I'll go and see it in an hour."
After thinking about it, William continued, "In the name of developing new battery technology and self-balancing cars, let the technical director of Aston Martin send a few people to wait for me in the laboratory."
"Okay, SIR".
Back in the bedroom, he kissed Abigail on the cheek, "Do you want to have breakfast with me?"
Awakened by Abi lying on the pillow, he opened his eyes in a daze and glanced at William, turned his head and continued to lie on his stomach,
muttered in a low voice, "Let Jesse stay with you, I'm going to sleep".
Looking at Jesse, whose eyelashes trembled slightly, William smiled and walked to the bathroom, "I may have been staying at the National Physical Laboratory for the next few days,
If you have any problems, go there and find me."
These words made the two chicks can't help but open their eyes, and Abi covered his chest with a blanket,
He sat down and asked strangely, "Isn't there a laboratory in the basement of your house, and what are you doing outside?"
"Hey, there's a new idea for batteries, and I'll get something fun."
Hearing this, Abigail rolled his eyes, got out of bed and put on his nightgown, followed behind William and asked,
"Then when you make the finished product, do you have to hold a press conference?"
William, who was squeezing toothpaste, looked at Abi, "What, you want to host a press conference?"
"Of course", Abi did not deny it, holding William's waist with both hands, sticking to his back, and flatteringly,
"Don't you don't like press conferences? Of course I, the general manager, have to help you solve the problem."
I wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, starting from the matter of letting Abi manage the company, she would inevitably come to the fore on behalf of herself in the future.
It's the same early as late, "Well, you'll be notified on Sunday when the finished product is made".
Abi, who was able to walk up to the front desk openly, immediately excitedly pulled Jesse and William for a morning exercise.
After breakfast, William drove the Aston Martin DB9 refreshed and went to the laboratory in Bodington, London.
As soon as I got out of the car, I saw Aston Martin general manager Sean Waynes, who had been waiting for more than an hour, with seven or eight middle-aged people waiting for him.
"I'm sorry, Sean, something unexpected has kept you waiting", William took the initiative to shake Martin's hands with the technical engineers.
Seeing that the boss took the initiative to apologize as soon as he came, the anger in everyone's hearts quickly disappeared.
After all, the new bulletproof DB9 that William took out, the orders were lined up for two years, and the company had money, and many of the projects that these technicians wanted to do but didn't have money to do before.
Feasibility is also beginning to be discussed.
What made them even more excited was that William brought the F1 team from Charles Cavendish three months ago.
The name was changed to Aston Martin Racing, making them the fourth F1 team to be of pure British blue blood.
For a while, Aston Martin's prestige soared, and the sales of DB9 also increased significantly.
After Shaun Waynes introduced 7 technicians to William, he saw that the boss was in a good mood and received a hint from Louis Rafa, the technical director of technology,
In front of everyone, he took the opportunity to ask William, "BOSS, the company's current orders have been scheduled for two years, and while the sales have increased significantly,
There are also many problems that need to be solved urgently, you see, when do you have time to go to the headquarters in person,
Give us a chance to report back to you about any issues we have."
"Let's go", William led the way to the physics lab, "you want to produce a bulletless and convertible version of the DB9, Abigail told me,
As long as there is that production capacity, I have no objection.
As for racing on tracks other than F1", William paused for a moment and shook his head, "Wait a minute.
I'll think about it when you get the F1 teams in order and the results are out.
You can discuss other matters with Abigail, and as for the funds, you should not be short of money now."
Looking at William, who was looking at him, Sean Waynes hurriedly shook his head, "DB9 has sold 4,800 vehicles in half a year,
The company has a surplus of almost £240 million and an after-tax profit of around £160 million.
With the completion of the renovation of the new plant, full-year production is expected to more than triple to 21,000 units.
The sales volume of the DB9 has not fallen significantly, coupled with the reduction of costs due to mass production, and the profit after tax for the full year is expected to be around 350 million pounds.
It's just that", Sean hesitated for a moment before saying, "In the future, the sales of the bulletproof version may be greatly reduced, and the profits of the bulletproof materials company that give you will also be reduced."