"You ran to Mars without saying a word?"

Li Mo nodded.

"What if the spacecraft explodes?"

Li Mo shook his head, "The spaceship did not explode!"

"Why didn't you tell us in advance and let Xia Qing hide it?"

"Mom, am I back safely?" Li Mo smiled.

With this familiar scene, Li Mo in the lounge seems to have returned to his junior high school years.

When he bid farewell to Secretary Xiao and was about to accept the cheers from Mozi Technology employees, Xia Qing ran over with a panic look on her face: "No, it's too late!"

"The Queen Mother?"

"It's my aunt, she's waiting for you in the lounge." Xia Qing replied.

Li Mo frowned, "Didn't you let you hide it from her mother?"

Before leaving the earth, he specifically told him to keep the whole thing hidden from his parents. He knew that according to his mother's personality, once he knew, he would definitely stand up and stop him.

"Doesn't it?" Xia Qing's eyebrows were tilted, and she looked angry. "These days, all TV shows and network hot topics are discussing Pioneer's trip to Mars."

"Don't my uncle and aunt don't watch TV and go online?"

"Tell me how to hide it?"

It seems that she is under a lot of pressure.

Li Mo understood that after his mother learned the news, she must have asked his assistant Xia Qing for inquiries as soon as possible, and put various language pressures into the process of inquiring.

"I will tell you in advance next time I go to Mars." Li Mo made a promise while nagging.

"There is another next time?" Unexpectedly, his promise aroused his mother's next round of nagging.

.....

At this time, Xia Qing, who had been watching the show next to her, stood up, "Auntie, Professor Li Mo is about to attend an important press conference."

"And there were many foreign journalists at the press conference."

"We can't let them say that we Chinese are untrustworthy, right?"

She looked sincere.

"How is that?" Li Mo's mother still felt very national pride and said reluctantly: "Then you go quickly and don't be late."

Only then did Li Mo get a pardon and "escape" from the lounge.

"Thank you, Xia Qing." Li Mo sighed, "My mother is so nagging!"

"Aunt is also worried about you." Xia Qing can understand what it feels like to have a disobedient child.

China, the Great Northwest Gobi Desert Launch Center, Pilot Press Conference

When Li Mo and two crew members appeared on the rostrum of the press conference, tens of minutes of intense applause rang out from the audience.

"Hello everyone, friends from Chinese and foreign media journalists!" Xia Qing, as the commander-in-chief of the spacecraft, played the role of the host. "I am very grateful for everyone's arrival. Professor Li Mo will answer some questions about the Pilot Mars journey at the press conference."

"Please raise your hand to ask questions in accordance with the order. Please note that since there are many journalists and friends on the scene, each reporter can only ask one question."

As soon as he finished speaking, a female reporter sitting in the front row raised her hand high, "Why should I call you a professor or a captain?"

"Is this the question you asked?" Li Mo had already recognized her as a reporter from the state television station from the sign on her chest.

"Yes...oh...no..." The female reporter's face was flushed and hesitated.

"Just kidding." Li Mo smiled, "On the spaceship, I am the captain. On the earth, I am a professor. So now everyone can call me Professor Li Mo."

"Next, please ask your question formally."

The female reporter let out a long sigh. If such a precious opportunity was wasted by her, she would definitely be scolded after she went back. Fortunately, the young professor had a kind help, so she stood up and held the microphone: "May I ask, what are the major gains of Pilot's Mars journey?"

The most important gain must be the batch of metal plates taken from the Martian civilization room, but this is a unique secret. Li Mo thought for a moment and said with a smile: "The brilliant universe, the journey to Mars made me realize the vastness of the universe."

The female reporter seemed speechless when she heard this. Li Mo continued: "Of course, the biggest gain is the large number of Mars samples brought back by Pilot. Through them, we humans will have a more intuitive understanding of Mars."

sample?

The Pilot brought back a large number of Mars samples? The reporters' eyes lit up.

"May I ask, how heavy is this batch of samples and what types are there?" A reporter from Bangguo stood up.

"It's about 2 tons, you know that the Pilot is not equipped with precision weighing instruments." Li Mo spread his hands.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

"The samples are mainly Martian rocks, and the underground samples we obtained through drilling." Li Mo continued.

At this time, a small reporter with a skewed head raised his hand and jumped, as if afraid of not seeing him.

"The high jumper behind, please ask your question." Xia Qing looked sweaty when she saw him.

"Me?" The small reporter looked shocked and disbelief.

When he received a positive answer from Xia Qing's face, he immediately bowed deeply.

Good guy, the best tribute for Japanese people.

"Dear Professor Li Mo, you are the hero on earth, the pride of the whole Asia... the brightest star in the sky... the most beautiful boy in Asia..." As soon as the little reporter opened his mouth, he saw a large section of rainbow fart, which was amazing.

"Please ask your question!" Xia Qing saw that he was flattering and no longer had his head, so she quickly reminded him.

The audience burst into laughter again, and most reporters had already seen their sweet swords.

"That... I have a reluctant request." The small reporter looked at Li Mo with anticipation, "I wonder if Professor Li can agree?"

If you don’t explain the content of the request clearly, you just ask others to agree. How can you make such a reason?

This Japanese little reporter was digging a hole, waiting for him to jump into it.

Li Mo smiled and said nothing.

.....

The small reporter looked expectant.

The scene was silent.

"Hey, underground reporter, you have any requests you have!"

"Do you want to bring the Pilot back to Japan, and Professor Li Mo also wants to agree to you?" A big bearded man from the polar bear country exposes his tricks in one sentence.

"That... Can Mozi Technology send us some Mars rock samples?" The reporter who was seen through the underground was not ashamed at all, and made a serious request. "In this way, our Japanese scientific research institutions can also do a little bit of meager power for the human space industry."

deliver?

Are Martian rock samples Chinese cabbage?

Although the tone of the underground reporter was full of humility, it was essentially an unreasonable take.

Many reporters in the audience widened their eyes and paid attention to the young professor on the stage, how to respond to the unreasonable request of Japanese reporters.

Li Mo thought for a moment and smiled: "Japan is a neighbor of China, and has been friendly and friendly for many years, so it is my honor to be able to meet your requirements."

Are you ready to give it?

The reporters were stunned.

The underworld looked ecstatic.

"But!" Li Mo's tone changed, "Pilot and all the items it carried, including this batch of Mars rock samples, are owned by Mozi Technology, and I personally do not have the right to dispose of them."

"Let me do this, I will report this reporter's request to the senior management of Mozi Technology. Once there is an ideal result, I will definitely notify you as soon as possible."

"Do you think this is OK?"

The underground reporter nodded in a hunch.

The perfect word of giving is known to everyone as Mozi Technology was established by Professor Li Mo. He has the right to speak out in the laboratory. It is completely a word of giving up on discussion with senior management.

But no fault can be found. After all, according to the law, the rock samples brought back by the Pilot are laboratory property and no individual has the right to dispose of them.
Chapter completed!