Daisy leaves Stark's sight and immediately sends a message to Miss Maid asking her to kill Ivan. Vanke, the fewer people in this world who will make the Ark reactor, the better.

"What time do you need to get your hands dirty?"

"As soon as possible."

The conversation between the two was concise and to the point, and Daisy believed that it should not be too easy for Miss Maid with the ability to smoke to kill an unconscious person.

Back at the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, she changed into a white coat for scientific research, and with the help of Stark's ideas, she gathered experts in S.H.I.E.L.D. to begin technical research.

At the same time, workers were instructed to build two reactors.

In the evening, the maid lady came with the news, "It's been killed." ”

"It's not a personal vendetta...... Daisy sighed, deleted the message, and went about her work as if nothing happened.

Not only to carry out technical research, but also to participate in the aircraft carrier modification task, in order to reduce pressure, she called Hill back.

"I don't know technology either, what's the use of you calling me back?" Hill was dressed in the standard uniform of an agent, with a steady gait and meticulous expression, while Daisy was a little poorly dressed, with shaggy hair and a thick stack of drawings in her hand.

The two strolled on the deck of the aircraft carrier, Daisy's excuse was to discuss business, and a bunch of idlers and others naturally retreated.

"Is your father okay?" Daisy asked casually.

"As always, it's better to stay in that house than to go back to the bureau." Hill didn't really want to talk about her family affairs, but she hesitated for a moment and said a few words lightly.

The two chatted and walked, at first they were still very serious on the deck, in the main control room, and then Daisy proposed to visit Hill's bedroom, and the style of painting suddenly became crooked......

In the eyes of outsiders, the two chiefs must have been discussing official business, but the actual situation was not satisfactory.

"Your bedroom is not small, worthy of the captain." Daisy sighed while visiting Hill's bedroom that most soldiers only had a rest room of more than ten square meters, while Hill's bedroom was more than two hundred square meters.

There is no shortage of various furnishings in the interior, and the furniture is stacked just like normal life, and it is impossible to see that this is on the aircraft carrier.

Back in her room, without the gaze of her men and without the need to maintain the captain's majesty, Hill was visibly more relaxed, lying on the couch in a very unfigurative way, letting Daisy look around.

"It's not as big as your big villa." Hill's words were a little sour, born in an environment where money is paramount, and it would be a lie to say that he didn't envy, but Hill felt that he really didn't have any ability to make money.

"Do you have any tips for making money? In order to maintain the morale of the agents on the mothership, some money had to be spent, but the bureau allocated too little money. At the mention of money, Hill was a little irritated.

As the captain of the mothership, she is now also the head of the sub-base, although it is not like those Nimitz-class aircraft carriers with five or six thousand people at every turn, but there are nearly three thousand agents plus soldiers and employees at her daily disposal.

It took her a lot of effort to keep these crew members fighting and maintain an optimistic and positive state during the voyage.

Twenty-four hours of food, experienced chefs, all kinds of indoor play equipment she can think of, and she has also achieved a small part of it by her own connections, but the enthusiasm of the crew can only be maintained at a low level, and everything is still not money in the end.

At the mention of money, Daisy was embarrassed, she really didn't know how to introduce her own advanced experience with boiled eggs.

In the report to the Security Council, the use of the $5.5 billion was clearly stated, that is, to develop the first flying aircraft carrier in the history of mankind.

Both the council and the military, as well as the senior members of the government and Congress who knew about it, felt that this number was a bit large, but considering the military's commitment to free requisition to S.H.I.E.L.D., the figure of 5.5 billion was finally acquiesced.

Including three reactors for the money, Nick. Fury's total R&D budget became 3.8 billion in Daisy's hands......

She tacitly did not mention the specific amount, and tacitly agreed that the money in her hands was 5.5 billion.

In the actual budget, the steel payment of 50 million was allocated 40 million in three installments, and it was delayed until the completion of the project, but she reported that it was still 50 million.

This is true for reactors, steel, and all kinds of materials, according to her calculations, three billion can complete the modification.

She doesn't have any psychological burden, it's hard money for her, in order to save materials, and not let Hill fly and fall, she really worked hard to use artificial intelligence to help, so that she can complete the modification under the premise that she also has oil and water to make money, and does not reduce the quality of the mothership.

All kinds of intricate accounts have to be leveled, and at the same time, they have to be hidden back to their own accounts, Daisy and the maid laugh and talk, and they seem to be settling accounts in their dreams.

She worked hard and painstakingly to earn 800 million, and the boiled egg took at least 1.7 billion, which is the difference caused by different positions.

However, this advanced experience can only be understood by heart, and she can't tell Hill, and she can't even mention it.

From the point of view of the headquarters, the less funds in the hands of the sub-base, the easier it is to control. During the Fury era, they were all controlling the finances of the sub-base in order to maintain the authority of the headquarters.

Daisy, who considers herself the director, of course, will not dig into her own corners, she teaches Hill a way, and the rest of the sub-bases will do the same, and in the end it is she who is unlucky, at least she thinks she is herself.

For this reason, Daisy can only help Hill think of a few ways to open up sources and reduce costs, coffee is not necessarily free all the time, the sea is so cool, the air conditioner can also be turned off at the right time, sports on the mothership are held as appropriate, and so on. It's really not good, she can privately contribute some funds, but the finances of the sub-base must be strictly controlled.

In their own room, they naturally want to release some pressure on each other, and Daisy is a little surprised to discover another side of Ciel, this guy seems to have put down his defense and disguise in his own territory, and his external performance is extremely wild.

From the bathroom to the living room and finally to the bedroom, the clothes were scattered all over the floor......

In the midst of the battle, they heard a knock at the door.

The voice of "tuk tuk" is neither hurried nor slow, but it is similar to a thunder explosion in the ears of the two beauties.

Hill was shocked and glared at Daisy fiercely, meaning it's all your fault, you have to be in the headquarters, what should I do this time!

"Let's talk about rest, I'll talk about it tomorrow" Daisy lay in her ear, her voice very low.

It's a pity that before Hill could speak, the person outside the door spoke first: "Hill? Are you there? ”

It's their best friend Sharon. Carter's voice.

Ciel's hair was a little messy, and she motioned with her eyes to Daisy what to do.

Daisy waved her hand desperately, signaling if she could be seen by Sharon.

The two made eye contact for a little time, and Sharon outside seemed to feel that something was wrong, and the suspicion belonging to the agent came out: "Are you okay?" Are you there, Hill? ”