"I said at that press conference four years ago that we cannot lose the ocean and the stars, and after today we will become leaders of the new era."

As Zhang Fan finished speaking, the tall, thick and large stick-like object behind him finally revealed its true face.

A huge rocket.

"This is a reusable rocket developed by all employees of the Future Space Technology Company for three years and spent 10 billion yuan. I named it the Wish. Relying on our newly developed Nuwa engine, it can send 23 tons of objects to the synchronous orbit..."

The deafening scream interrupted Zhang Fan's speech, forcing him to pause the introduction. He waited until the crowds in the audience calmed down before he continued: "Next month, we will use this rocket to send the future one behind me into space. If everything goes well, we will soon launch a space telescope Hope that is used specifically to find Earth-like planets."

......

The press conference was over, but many people were reluctant to leave for a long time. Looking up at this big guy who could be called a work of art, some people noticed that the nozzle at the bottom was not a trumpet-shaped, but an inverted trapezoidal vector nozzle.

This person is a space enthusiast and immediately realized that the rocket called the Wish is very unusual and murmured to himself: "So that's it, no wonder there is such a tremendous comparison of typing and weight."

In the hearts of ordinary people, the Great Wish Rocket is an image of a strong man of eight feet tall, but in his opinion, it is just a petite loli with three feet tall. Especially with its extraordinary thrust, its size is really a malnourished little bean sprout.

Zhu Yuhang also understood the mystery, but he was not a student of the Aerospace Department of Aoki University this morning, but chose to quit his job and start a business with Wei Yongsheng. In addition to envying Zhang Fan for creating a miracle, he did not have any extra thoughts to care about it.

This is the press conference, and Wei Yongsheng wanted to watch it before following him.

"Zhang Fan is so amazing!" Wei Yongsheng sighed. Now he can't afford to have a slight jealousy of this high school, but instead feel proud.

After all, I have been his classmate for half a year.

He asked Zhu Yuhang again: "Does Ye Yu work in Zhang Fan's company?"

"It should be right. I haven't contacted her for two years, and I don't know." Zhu Yuhang looked at the computer screen and replied calmly.

In fact, he had seen his former girlfriend before, and she was sitting in the employee seat at the press conference, in the second row.

When it was first established, Space Technology Company became popular with its generous salary and benefits.

The annual salary was at least one million, and the maximum was not capped. At that time, there was a big and small storm.

Officials from the Space Administration complained on TV that they could not recruit outstanding fresh graduates, but even their own employees were moved and wanted to switch to a private company.

Although he did not name the name, everyone knew who he was talking about.

Zhang Fan was also summoned once for this and could not dig out the country's underworld.

Zhang Fan, who was about to cry without tears, immediately corrected his mistakes. He was no longer limited to the country, but poached people all over the world and set up laboratories in North America and Europe.

Anyway, with the support of his system, anyone with relevant professions can do it.

Today's future space technology companies gather people from all over the world to work together toward the same dream.

Tonight, with the release of the Wish Rockets, the debate about "collective" and "individual" three years ago was once again brought to the table.

Because for the first time in this country, a private company has made such an excellent rocket, and its data far exceeds that of a certain series of rockets.

"This is the power of money. A classmate of mine is an employee of future space technology. His annual salary last year exceeded 2 million. He is a person who has changed jobs by Nasa, with an annual salary of at least eight digits."

"After all, these young people have no spirit of hard work in the past. The older generation of astronauts have built rockets on hunger."

"Then why don't you go hungry?"

"I want to go there, but I don't want me!"

......

The most common arguments on the Internet are that Zhang Fan is indifferent to this. Anyway, the country requires him to do whatever he wants.

However, after the Space Administration secretly visited the Wish Rocket, the Space Administration did not ask him to submit it to the country. Instead, the Space Administration revealed that it hoped that the Three Leaf Crust would help complete some launch missions in the future.

For example: launching a Mars rover.

Among them, Qian Wenyuan came to Sun Fan again, and wanted Sanye Crocodile to help launch military satellites, and to purchase a batch of lidar equipped on future One cars.

Mr. Zhang naturally would not refuse these two points, accept them happily, and actively expressed his willingness to do it at the cost price.

Qian Wenyuan looked at Zhang Fan like this without any relief, but frowned. Thinking that he had been interviewed once before because he was forced to dig the Space Administration, he sighed in his heart and said, "You have to remember what I said to you before, I am here to do business with you."

"Well, remember, then follow the market price." Zhang Fan nodded.

Qian Wenyuan said again: "By the way, can you help us build a batch of reconnaissance satellites? The optical lens on Hope is very powerful. No company in China can achieve this level at present. I have seen the data of the entire satellite, which is much more powerful than I imagined. I am afraid that even the most advanced military satellites in the United States cannot reach this level."

Zhang Fan didn't want to figure out why the other party could understand the Hope satellite so clearly. He only knew that the country had helped him catch spies.

He did not immediately agree to Qian Wenyuan's request, but said, "It's not possible now. He has strength but lacks strength."

Qian Wenyuan seemed to know Zhang Fan’s difficulties and said with a smile: “We are not in a hurry, just send the first one to heaven within five years.”

"Okay, the Nuwa space shuttle should have been built at that time." Zhang Fan nodded.

When Qian Wenyuan heard Zhang Fan take the initiative to mention the mysterious Nuwa call, he said something more.

"Can you really send people to Mars and fly back by yourself?"

He is also a person who knows technology and knows that this is undoubtedly difficult to reach the sky.

Zhang Fan was not 100% guaranteed, but just smiled and said, "If you fail, keep working hard."

"I am ambitious. Now I feel that I can really see Chinese people landing on Mars in my lifetime." Qian Wenyuan patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder, like the blessings of elders to the younger generation.

After he left, Zhang Fan touched the position he had just photographed with his hand, as if he was still warm.

The next day, Zhang Fan returned to Guangming City, and he missed his parents.

Zhang Youwei and Lu Jing looked very mentally because they drank Life No. 2.

Zhang Youwei, who was already Director Zhang, looked at his busy son taking a break from his busy schedule and went home. He was very happy and drank a few glasses of white wine with Zhang Fan.

"Son, the organization talked to me again this morning. It seems that I can go further." Zhang Youwei blushed and said proudly.

Now he is driving a specially customized SUV for him by his son. It looks very expensive and no one is gossiping behind his back. No one gives him money, so he can realize his ambitions when he was young.

"Come on." Zhang Fan said with a smile.

My mother, Lu Jing, is still the head teacher. She insists on correcting homework every day. At the same time, she is worried that the students in the class are getting taller and taller, so she can’t squeeze out the classroom.

She complained a lot about this, and today is no exception.

"You have been going to my school to show off a few times, but now I have become Tang Monk's flesh."

"Don't you like to educate your children? This is not just right." Zhang Fan carefully defended himself while massaging his mother's shoulders.

Speaking of the child, Lu Jing asked again: "You and Qingqing have graduated for more than half a year. How long will it take to get married?"

"I'm not busy yet, I'll give you a surprise then." Zhang Fan said mysteriously.

"What about your sister? I see that girl also has a boyfriend, and she also took out a condom on her bedside table during the Chinese New Year." Lu Jing cared about her daughter again.

"She is going to get married on the same day as me." Zhang Fan whispered.

"Maybe, it will be more lively by then." Lu Jing nodded and reminded Zhang Fan: "Let her pay attention to safety measures and not get married with a big belly."

"I understand, don't worry, mom!"

Seeing his son nodding in agreement, Lu Jing also breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that his daughter listened to her son's words the most.

When he met his parents, Zhang Fan went to meet his uncle's family again, brought them some nutritional supplements, and then left Guangming City.

Back in Rongcheng, Zhang Fan went to meet his high school teacher Ju Minghong.

"Teacher Ju, you are still so young!" After Zhang Fan hung up the braised pig's feet and curly slap in Ju Minghong's flattery with a smile.

Ju Minghong liked him very much, so he took the initiative to hold his hand and asked about his current situation.

Zhang Fan picked some things to say. When he talked about the Rockets, Ju Minghong's husband, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"You have to remember one thing: you are a private enterprise, not a state-owned enterprise. If you can do something, don't get involved, otherwise you will suffer a loss sooner or later."

"I know." Zhang Fan nodded.

The old man's political wisdom is more mature than him. In the past few years, he has also helped him solve many troubles through Ju Minghong's mouth. For example, when the Space Administration told him that he would not compete with the country for profit or comment on politics.

Zhang Fan has always kept these two points in mind.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Zhang Fan did his own home, but sent a text message to Bai Xue.

"Dear Xiaoxuexue, please help me open the door later. The three-year period is coming."

"Sister Zhenzhen is sleeping here tonight and won't open."

"Oh, then I'll freeze to death outside."

In the end, Bai Xue quietly opened the door, looked at Zhang Fan's anxious look, enjoyed his kiss and caress for a while before pushing him away.

"Go to Qingqing first and admit your mistakes. She actually just wants to teach you a lesson."

"I know, so I endured it for so long."

Jiang Lanqing felt someone tiptoed onto his bed, closed his eyes and asked, "Is it the door that Bai Xue opened for you?"

"Um."

Zhang Fan replied, and at the same time, his hands also reached in from the hem of her pajamas and gently stroked them.

Jiang Lanqing didn't stop him and asked again: "I know I'm wrong."

"I knew on the first day that I just wanted to punish myself. I was not qualified to be sleepy early when I hurt you again." Zhang Fan said in a low voice.

Jiang Lanqing turned around and stared at Zhang Fan's eyes. Knowing that his words were true, he reached out and flicked his forehead hard, and chuckled and said, "I forgive you."
To be continued...