The old men think that this guy on the plateau is obviously unreliable, okay!

If Gao Yuan says that he wants to engage in planetary development research, does he want to grant the entire earth to Gao Yuan research?

And for Gao Yuan, this answer is not a problem at all, doing interstellar colonization research, how normal it is.

In the systematic information he obtained, it was also explained that the experience and technology accumulated by Sky City will become an important basis for human beings to build ocean cities and interstellar cities many years later.

When Gao Yuan showed Chu Luoluo the blueprint of the city in the sky, the girl was immediately stunned, and swore that she must get a small house in this city in her life, the kind that can overlook the entire metropolitan area from the balcony.

Then there is Xu Qingzhou, this hot-blooded middle-aged man was inexplicably excited, and vowed to lead the materials research department to invest in super building materials, until he died.

Chu Luoluo's father, Chu Hongfei, a person who has always been silent and wooden, is now working like a chicken, the city in the sky needs a strong mechanical automation assistance, and the software department must be fully adapted to zero.

Too many, too many idealists in the company, crazy about the Sky City project.

But for the old men of the imperial capital, this thing is called whimsical and unrealistic.

Isn't it okay to do scientific research well, who is to build this thing on the land of China, and waste resources and land? In the end, if it becomes a ghost town, it will be the laughing stock of the whole world.

On the evening of the third day, Gao Yuan and Wu Dongming walked out of the location of a certain ministry with a look of disappointment.

"Boss Gao, let's go back first, we still have to study this matter."

The meaning of this sentence in modern Chinese, which everyone understands, is an implicit rejection.

Wu Dongming frowned, "Why don't you go back and study it too?" To be honest, I am willing to help you run this matter, it doesn't mean that I can understand you, why do you have to build a city? This is reality, not playing [civilization]. ”

Gao Yuan was surprised, he never expected that Wu Lao was still a player of the [Civilization] series?

Walking out of the gate, a black car suddenly stopped, and then Han Chang stepped out of the car with a smile on his face.

"Hit the nail again, right?" Han Chang said with a smile.

Takahara nodded, without much explanation.

"Let's go, Ding Lao made an appointment with a group of friends to eat roast whole sheep at the Beijing Office in Western Xinjiang, Gao Yuan, Wu Lao, you can come together." Han Chang said: "Let's get together and study the issue of land by the way. ”

Gao Yuan smiled and nodded, and beckoned Wu Lao to get into the car together.

Wu Lao called the driver and asked him to go back first, and then got into the car that Han Chang drove.

"Can you still help me solve the land problem?" Gao Yuanhu said suspiciously: "Let's talk about it first, I don't dare to ask for special-purpose land even if you give it to me, and if it is exposed, it will be brought to a military court." ”

Han Chang smiled and said, "What about you being fools? If you're afraid of going to court-martial, aren't we afraid? ”

"Don't ask so much just yet, you'll know when you get there."

Gao Yuan pouted, "3,200 square kilometers, less is not enough for us." ”

Han Chang said: "It's a little bigger, it's no problem to increase it tenfold." ”

Gao Yuan and Wu Lao looked puzzled, and followed Han Chang to the Western Xinjiang Office in Beijing.

In the imperial capital, there are many hotels with the sign of the Beijing Office, which are set up by local authorities in the imperial capital, which are used to receive public officials from all over the world, and by the way, there is also an important function to promote local cuisine.

The food that Xijiang Beijing Office Hotel is good at is naturally red willow barbecue, naan pit meat, mixed noodles, baked buns, milk skin, fried rice noodles, sheep lungs, pepper sesame chicken and so on.

As for the most famous cake cutting in Western Xinjiang, Gao Yuan never dared to try it, because with his financial resources, he could not afford to spend it at present, and if he didn't do it well, he would go bankrupt.

"Elder Ding, I haven't seen you for many days, are you okay lately?"

Pushing open the door of the box, Gao Yuan immediately greeted Ding Songlin, but his eyes were staring at a roasted whole sheep on the table, as if it had just been moved off the grill, golden and crispy, and still bubbling with oil.

Licking his lips with his tongue, Gao Yuan saw clearly that there were more than a dozen strangers in the box, all of them were five big and three thick, with slightly dark skin and rough skin, they should be soldiers from the western Xinjiang to the mainland.

Seeing that the plateau was coming, everyone stood up, and Ding Songlin pressed the plateau's shoulders and introduced them to this group of rough men.

"This is the famous boss Gao, Kunlun Group is awesome enough, right? It's all his! If any of you can convince Boss Gao to develop there, not to mention the employment problem, future generations will be blessed! ”

With endless emotion in his eyes, Ding Songlin said emotionally: "I know that it is not easy for you to take root in the western Xinjiang, for so many years, you have been exposed to the wind and sun, planting cotton, raising livestock, and you have become a group of farmers from a group of big-headed soldiers, and your wives and children have suffered with you." ”

"Damn it! I feel sorry for you when I think about it, while farming, I still have to practice, throw down the hoe and carry the gun, put down the gun and carry the hoe, and I am busier than the rabbit all day long. ”

"But it's not impossible, you can't do it in the west!"

"In the past, we always said that we would support Western Xinjiang and let our brothers in Western Xinjiang live a good life, but our strength is limited, and there are not many ways, we have that heart, but we don't have that ability."

"Now is a great opportunity, a great opportunity!"

"Boss Gao has money and industry, and Kunlun Group has people, wisdom and methods!"

"If you can convince Boss Gao to build a city with you, it will be awesome!"

By now, Gao Yuan has a clear understanding of the identities of these dozen rough men.

Han Chang once said that before Ding Songlin was in charge of the equipment department, he was born in Western Xinjiang, so he was extremely emotional today, and even cursed words came out, as if he had returned to his youth and believed in the reins of the Western Xinjiang desert.

Syllable~

I saw a man in his forties, who suddenly saluted Gao Yuan, and then excitedly took Gao Yuan's hand and said: "We, the Second Division of the Western Xinjiang Production and Construction Corps, welcome Boss Gao to invest in Bayingolin!" We have abundant water and grass, vast land, sheep, horses, and foxes! ”

"I'm from the Twelfth Division of Turpan! We have land, as much as we want, and we have endless grapes! Can't finish the wine! ”

"Don't listen to them, Boss Gao will come to our Altay Tenth Division, we have Kanas Lake and snow-capped mountains there!"

The rough men surrounded the plateau and enthusiastically introduced that the plateau, which had been cold everywhere in the past few days, had become a sweet spot in their eyes.

Western Xinjiang is really too difficult, history has long proved that just garrisoning troops is not enough, if you want real stability, you need people, investment, prosperity and strength! Let the mainlanders take root in that barren land and live forever.

Therefore, these generals of Western Xinjiang have traveled thousands of miles to find the plateau, with a sense of responsibility and a strong sense of mission given to them by history.

After all, in the face of the increasingly prosperous inland coast, those who are still willing to stay in the western frontier and defend the land are obsessed with this land and truly love this land.

It's too hard, it's too hard, and in recent years, people have been leaving Western Xinjiang at an alarming rate in the face of the lure of the bustling big cities along the coast, and they are gone forever.

The Kunlun Group wants to build a city, engage in ecological experiments, and engage in scientific research, and this news has given hope to the generals of Western Xinjiang.

And Gao Yuan looked at this group of rough men, looked at their weather-beaten faces, listened to their simple but sincere language, and felt endless emotion.

The long night is coming, and I will keep watch from now on until I die...

There is no doubt that they are the most respectable night watchmen in the real world!