Chapter 693 of the text The world of the fryer

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"Mr. Edward Miller!" Trump smashed the coffee cup directly into the White House conference room, "I need an explanation! Why are the nuclear fusion power stations of the Chinese people connected to the grid for power generation, and you have not had the slightest news! Have you given all the taxpayers' money to Las Vegas?"

"Your Excellency!" Edward Miller didn't even dare to wipe the coffee on his suit, he knew that his political career was over, and he was afraid that he would face endless questioning and censorship!

"Jonathan, if we don't care about the cost, how much time will it take to catch up with Huaguo?" He directly called the name of the president's chief science and technology adviser, catching up with these two words Trump is particularly tongue-twisting, when did the United States fall to the point where it needs to catch up with others?

"I'm not an expert in the field of nuclear fusion, I can't judge, I'll contact the chief scientist of the National Ignition Program right away!" Jonathan Osterman said bluntly.

"So what are you waiting for, go!" Trump's roar resounded throughout the White House.

"Dmitry, it seems that our biggest buyer doesn't need us anymore?" In the Kremlin, Vladimir frowned and looked at his partner, who should they sell their oil to?

"Even if they continue to buy oil as a chemical feedstock, I think the price will be beyond what we can accept!" Anatolyevich knew that the international crude oil market was about to face a cliff down, even if he thought on his knees.

"Let's go rummage through our warehouses and see what else the Chinese need! An-225 and Tu-160, they can take whatever they want!" Vladimir knew that it was time not to take out the things at the bottom of the box, "I hope they can still see it!"

Still, Sheikh Mansour bin Zayed Al Nahyan, owner of Manchester City Club, felt that this suite was too shabby, and he wouldn't have been wronged if it weren't for Neymar.

"President Bartomeu, I am here with sincerity!" Sheikh Mansour bin Zayed Al Nahyan took out the cheque directly, "as long as you quote a number, I can cash it to you right now! What do you think of 200 million dollars? Or 250 million dollars?"

Bartomeu, the president of Bartomeu, feels that he is about to suffocate, these petrodollar-wielding nouveau riche have made a mess of European football, and now they are eyeing their own star! But 250 million US dollars, this figure is really impossible to refuse! Bartomeu opened his mouth and wanted to agree to the transfer.

An attaché in a white robe hurriedly walked in, whispered a few words to Sheikh Mansour bin Zayed Al Nahyan, and handed him a tablet.

Sheikh Mansour bin Zayed Al Nahyan didn't look at it twice, his eyes went dark, and Bartomeu was also kicked out of the room for some reason!

The International Petroleum Exchange, which was established in 1980 in London, was full of people, and everyone was waving the bills of lading in their hands in an attempt to find a fool out of the crowd! But who could enter here would not know about the live news in China just now? The Brent crude oil index fell all the way like taking laxatives! What was even more terrifying was that it could not see the slightest rebound at all! Yes, people rarely saw a long straight line without the slightest twist and turn in the trading market!

The Brent crude oil index, which had risen to $120 per barrel due to years of turmoil in the Middle East, plunged headlong to $57 per barrel, and this was the result of the London International Petroleum Exchange's announcement of a suspension of trading under the pretext of a malfunction; the elevators and stairs leading to the rooftops of the high-rise buildings near the exchange were crowded with elites who used to spend money on the ground.

Huaguo, the visa officer of the visa office of the Embassy of the United States in Beijing, said with a smile, "Sir, I am honored to tell you that you have passed our review, as long as you sign your name on this document, you are a citizen of the United States!"

Guan Qike was about to leave the country where he had lived for more than 30 years! Guan Qike sighed for a moment, was life on the other side of the ocean really as wonderful as he imagined? After hesitating for a while, he finally picked up the signature pen in his hand.

Didi, the prompt sound of the mobile phone made him stop, and after opening it, he saw a pop-up news, seeing this title, Guan Qike's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly swept the news and threw the signature pen aside, without saying a word, picked up the copy of the article he had been running for for more than two years and tore it to shreds!

"Mr. Guan, do you want to give up the opportunity to become a naturalized citizen? Do you know how rare this opportunity is?" The visa officer looked at him like a psychopath.

"My second uncle has already regretted his naturalization in 13 years! I don't want to be like him again!" Guan Qike raised the mobile phone in his hand and shouted, "Our country has achieved controlled nuclear fusion! The fog in the capital is about to disperse!"

On the west coast of Africa, in the oil field of the French oil giant Total, Francis watched the French simultaneous translation floating under the TV, and the champagne glass in his hand fell to the ground weakly.

Perhaps part of the money for the construction of the controllable fusion power station came from Total, and the thought of sending a noose to Total with his own hands made Francis cry.

"Nani! The Chinese have achieved controlled nuclear fusion? Is the era of Milicon really coming to an end?" Neon politicians in Nagata Town, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, think of their efforts to compete for the ITER's location, and now it seems that it was just a joke.

France, Kadarasche, the phone of the current head of ITER was directly blown up, and the last call was hung up for a second, and a new call came in.

"This is the Élysée Palace, me"

Before the other party finished introducing himself, he directly interrupted him, "Dear sir, just now the White House, the Blue House, Downing Street, and Belleville Palace have all called! I know what you want to ask, my answer is destined to disappoint you! We will not see any hope of success in ten years, and we will go even further as for commercial application! We don't know how the Chinese people did it, I only know that we can't do it!" (To be continued.) )