Jeffrey wiped his eyes, the numbers appealing to his curiosity.

When he handed it out again, he hurriedly glanced at the clause, and glanced at Party A and Party B on it, with the government's letterhead on it, as if it was still a subordinate department of the Ministry of National Defense and an unknown joint representative.

Bureau of Territorial Strategic Defense, Attack and Logistics Support.

He didn't know what it was, but he did know about the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency.

Jeffrey Mays is an Army soldier who has been familiar with the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency since he was a soldier.

Its functions include taking the lead in organizing multi-service joint scientific research programs, arranging, coordinating, and managing cross-service scientific research projects and scientific research funds.

Many significant scientific and technological achievements, such as the US space program, aircraft carriers, GPS, concepts of space-based weapons, lasers, etc., can be traced back to the Advanced Research Projects Agency.

The current primordial brain, mechanical network exoskeleton, space shuttle semi-rigid airship, Mach 20 airplane, etc., sounds unthinkable, and this is one of the current ARPA proposals.

Basically, the Agency for Advanced Research Projects is synonymous with sophistication.

A 7-year-old kid - sophisticated?

The paper Jeffrey handed out hovered in mid-air.

Garcia didn't notice Jeffrey's expression: "Anna, your mother has been looking for you for a long time, and she still thinks you lost it." ”

Chatting with Anna, Garcia sees Anna and Jeffrey snatching over a few pieces of paper.

Anna's little chubby hand, pulling and pulling, was in a hurry, Anna also stood on the table, her hands worked hard, and she pressed her fat face on Jeffrey's hand, she wanted to crush the third generation of Captain America with her weight.

Jeffrey's iron-clad body didn't move.

Garcia thought that Jeffrey was playing with Anna, and patted Jeffrey on the shoulder: "Jeffrey, don't make trouble, the crowd is watching." ”

Only then did Jeffrey realize that his actions were inappropriate and let go of his hand.

Anna on the other side pushed too hard, and she flipped off the table with a grunt, rolled onto the sofa, and flipped over like a watermelon.

Garcia hurriedly ran over to pick up the glutinous rice balls, but fortunately, he messed up his hair. Turning around again, her eyes were full of anger and she shouted at the man next to her, "Jeffrey, what are you doing?!" ”

Her voice suddenly rose to the top, and she thought that Jeffrey was deliberately hurting Anna.

Jeffrey wanted to apologize, but didn't know what to say, could it be that I was frightened?!

He was frightened by a big and three rough man, and he was still a 7-year-old glutinous rice ball, who would believe it.

You know, his two arms weigh about the same as Anna's.

Anna got up, and didn't blame Jeffrey, she had something more important to do now, and she was going to destroy the evidence.

Grab the 36-page contract and tear it up.

The 36 pages can't be torn off together, so tear them page by page.

Slatha rang.

In the end, Garcia couldn't even see it, and she also joined the battlefield to help tear it up.

Geoffrey wanted to say, do you know what you tore off, the contract of the Ministry of Defense, maybe it still has the seal of the Secretary of Defense on it, and you will tear it up as waste paper, right?

Slav...

Seeing Garcia happily tear off the homepage and tear the English of Party A's "Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency" in half, Jeffrey still felt silent.

As long as you are happy, you don't care if I live or die.

Slasra's voice was loud, and Jeffrey's eyelids jumped.

Soon, 36 pages were torn to shreds, some big and some small, Anna tore big and Garcia tore small.

Anna was about to throw it in the trash, but Garcia felt that it was inconvenient for the little short legs to get on and off the sofa, so he let the little short legs sit in it and throw it away himself.

The trash can is not far away, just a few steps away from two sofas.

At this time, a waiter happened to come over, and the waiter said that she would help throw it, and Garcia was happy.

When handing out the shredded paper, it happened to turn to the number on the contract, and Garcia was stunned.

15 is followed by a few zeros, two commas and a zero, for a total of seven.

That's how many numbers come from, one, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand...... Ten million, fifty million, one hundred and fifty million.

What is the concept, Garcia has not yet understood.

Now she realized that she seemed to have torn something terrible apart.

It's over!

Garcia quickly pulled out the shredded paper from the waiter's hand.

That panicked look made the waiter think that he had done something wrong, and kept bending down to apologize.

Jeffrey walked over and saw the tears in Garcia's eyes, tugging at his hands on the table as he pieced together the contract.

Garcia yelled at Jeffrey, "Look, you can't come here to help, put it together." ”

You are the one who tears the most, and you are the one who wants to piece it together.

36 pages of contract, tear it up and smash it, how much can you piece together the will of heaven, what is the will of heaven, Jeffrey feels that there will be a five-level wind blowing indoors.

But it doesn't make sense to reason with Garcia at this time.

After all, Jeffrey had been with Garcia for three or four months and knew her nature.

Indeed, she is methodical and does not look messy at all.

Once encountering an unexpected situation, the head will immediately become numb.

Once Jeffrey accompanies a drive to California, Garcia hits a buffalo on a national highway.

For the first time, Jeffrey knew what would happen to a woman with a mess in her head.

The behavior is simply insane.

A woman who has fallen into madness, no one but herself can wake up.

"No need to look for it!" Anna Tangyuan Jing hid on the sofa, a little fat hand silently covered her face: "That's the draft contract I corrected, useless waste paper." ”

"So it's contractually true?" Even after hearing Little Shortleg admit it himself, Jeffrey was still in disbelief.

What he cares about is not 150 million US dollars, but Party A and Party B who have signed the contract.

Party B is clearly Annabelle Hansen, the little short leg in front of Jeffrey's eyes.

Party A, tsk, tsk.

In contrast, Jeffrey felt that it was easier for Party A to run out of President Brown, and he accepted it more easily.

Jeffrey, who came from the Army, still cares about the politics of the U.S. military even after retiring, and he knows that the U.S. Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency controls $3.2 billion in funds, and he pays Anna $150 million at once.

All at once it's one in 20?

Jeffrey thought, Annabelle, you better go out and talk to President Brown, I'm more acceptable.

"Don't be so surprised, pay it off in ten years."

Anna is still quite empathetic, in fact, how can such a large payment be made in one step.

If the Advanced Research Projects Agency pulls out $150 million at once, what will happen to other space-based kinetic energy weapons under development, the Avatar program, and so on, and it will be impossible to cut off the flow.

Therefore, the two sides reached an agreement on the payment method of funds, and the United States supplied Anna Treasury bonds, which were repurchased in ten batches of ten years, and were exempt from transaction tax.

"Anna, are you sure you're talking about $150 million?!" Garcia couldn't believe it.