"Mingqiu has more important things to do and cannot get away for the time being. To solve this problem, we have to rely on ourselves."
Hearing this, everyone's faces changed greatly. Someone impatient blurted out, "How can that be? Without Professor Jing's help, with just us, we can't even do the superficial work of industrial software!"
"Zhou Nianguo." The highest leader's face instantly sank, and he sternly called out the name of the person who had just spoken.
"Boss, boss," seeing the highest leader was angry, Zhou Nianguo quickly explained, "It's not that we want to be lazy, it's just that our capabilities are limited. We started researching industrial software twenty years ago."
"But until today, let alone a complete industrial software, we haven't even been able to create a semi-finished product."
Others chimed in, "Yes, boss! Although we have obtained authorization to use those Western software, their core parts are encrypted with multiple keys and have special early warning systems, which are very troublesome for us to crack."
"Moreover," others added, "Boss, not only the core design, but also the most important various design data and experimental parameters, we have a huge gap."
"And drawing, modeling..."
Finally, Zhou Nianguo summarized, "After all, this is the accumulation of decades of effort by the West. Unless a peerless genius like Professor Jing makes a move, with our current manpower alone, we really can't catch up in a short time."
Seeing their state, the highest leader was frustrated, "Relying on mountains will collapse, relying on people will run. Have you forgotten the truth that it's better to rely on yourself than to beg others? Why Mingqiu can produce so much technology has always been a mystery."
"Have you ever thought that pinning all hope on one person, once there is a problem, Long Country will fall into an abyss of eternal doom!"
Facing the stern reprimand of the highest leader, Zhou Nianguo woke up as if from a dream and broke out in a cold sweat.
"I'm sorry, boss, I was wrong! I'll go back to the experimental machine room now, and I will never leave the experimental machine room for half a step until the industrial software is successfully developed."
Others also apologized and voluntarily submitted their pledges.
Seeing everyone's fighting spirit, the highest leader was very satisfied, "In this time of crisis, we can only overcome difficulties by working together."
"Although Mingqiu is not available this time, you are not fighting alone. I have issued a red-header document to summon top talents in design and information fields from all over the country to Beijing to jointly develop Long Country's exclusive industrial software."
From higher education institutions to private colleges, from national laboratories to company research institutes.
All the top talents in industrial design across Long Country received invitations from the highest level of Long Country.
After the two bombs and one satellite, Long Country implemented a national mobilization order for the second time. The huge movement attracted the attention of the whole world.
In the United States, the White House, looking at Long Country's grand move, Joseph Biden's unease grew. He frowned and paced back and forth by the window.
CIA Director Smith Luno strode in. Seeing him like this, he took the initiative to comfort him, "Mr. President, you don't have to worry about Long Country's desperate struggle. The bigger their actions now, the more guilty they are."
"But," Joseph Biden's voice was urgent, "Long Country has always been good at creating miracles. They developed the two bombs and one satellite in that way back then. This time, if they replicate it again and really develop it, what should we do then?"
Smith Luno was very confident, "This is absolutely impossible! Back then, Long Country could develop the two bombs and one satellite not only through their own efforts, but also the information provided by Grizzly played a very important role."
"This time, Long Country has stirred up the cakes of all countries in the world. They are isolated and helpless, and can only rely on themselves."
Joseph Biden's expression eased slightly, but he remained solemn, "Long Country has 1.4 billion people, more than our entire alliance combined. Relying on themselves alone, it is also possible to research and succeed."
"After all, judging from the various inventions recently released by Long Country, they indeed have a batch of top scientists."
"Regarding this, Mr. President, you don't need to worry too much." Smith Luno showed a confident expression.
"Among the people they summoned this time, several are my people, and they will try their best to drag their feet, provide wrong data, and disrupt Long Country's research progress."
"Even if Long Country really researches it out, they can still secretly destroy all the software!"
"And," Smith Luno's face showed a sinister smile.
"This time, it's not just us who are stirring up trouble. Other countries are also curious about why Long Country suddenly has so much high technology, and they have also infiltrated many people."
Just as everyone's attention was drawn to Long Country's second national mobilization order, Jing Mingqiu took the opportunity to sneak into Saudi Arabia, the world's second-largest oil-producing country, second only to the United States.
At eight o'clock in the evening, King Abdullah bin Salman of Saudi Arabia was reviewing official documents in his palace when his vision suddenly blurred, and a silver mecha with a circling black dragon appeared before him.
"Guards, guards!"
The guards were stunned. Then, some picked up their weapons and surrounded the intruder, while others used their bodies to shield Abdullah bin Salman and cover his retreat.
"Don't shout," seeing everyone's nervous appearance, Jing Mingqiu lowered his mask and shrugged, "I'm not here to fight. My name is Jing Mingqiu, and I represent Long Country. I want to do business with Your Majesty."
While Jing Mingqiu was speaking, Abdullah bin Salman retreated to a safe position under the protection of his guards, waved his hand, and a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.
"Business is not negotiated like this. Guards! Take him down first!"
As soon as the words fell, more than twenty rifles were raised in unison, aimed at Jing Mingqiu's head.
Facing the muzzles of the guns, Jing Mingqiu raised his eyebrows slightly. With a flash, he twisted all the gun barrels into pretzels and threw them in front of Abdullah bin Salman, disdainfully saying, "A bunch of firecrackers, don't try to scare people with them."
"Mr. King, I came sincerely to do business. It's really impolite for you to attack me as soon as we meet. It seems more appropriate for me to find your son."
Abdullah bin Salman understood the threat hidden in Jing Mingqiu's words. The ferocity in his eyes grew even stronger, but his guards had all been disarmed, and he had to bow his head under the eaves.
For his own safety, Abdullah bin Salman forced a smile and said in stiff Chinese, "There is an old saying in Long Country, one gets to know each other through fighting. Mr. Jing, what advice do you have for my late-night visit?"
"There's no advice to give," Jing Mingqiu stood with his arms crossed, looking down at Abdullah bin Salman, "As I said before, I'm here to do business with you."
Abdullah bin Salman put on an expression of sudden realization, "I understand, I understand! You want to buy oil, right? How about this, I'll sell you 200,000 barrels of crude oil at cost price. What do you think?"
Jing Mingqiu did not speak, but raised a finger and shook it gently...