Huangzhou, Juxing Fund Headquarters.

After Flemington reported the matter about the Yaoguang, he also contacted them. The Council held an emergency meeting.

"Looking at the wreckage, it is indeed very similar to the Yaoguang number that was lost to the past, and the 'η' mark is the same as recorded in the archives."

"It's just doubting now, not sure."

"Then should we send someone over?"

"What Flemington means is whether our reward is still valid, they are staring at the bounty of a hundred billion."

Such a huge sum of money, unless the Council decides, other small leaders cannot move at all.

"The bounty is not a small number, alas! I didn't expect that I could really discover the Yaoguang number."

"Who found out? The people from the Buxing Base?"

"According to Flemington, Fang Zhao heard the movement, and then he tuned a team of people to follow the sound overnight to find the clue."

"I saw the distance marked on the map. Why is Fang Zhao's ears growing?"

"It's worthy of being the ear that the Academy of Sciences is concerned about."

"Take aside what Fang Zhao is doing first, and now everyone will talk about what to do."

In the conference room, the directors said everything they said, not perfunctory, but their opinions were persistent, and the debate was quite fierce.

The chairman, who was sitting at the top, frowned and tightened. He raised his hands and planned to slap the table, but the communicator rang.

Then, the directors in the conference room discovered that the chairman who was like an old man just now was immediately like a grandson when he answered the phone, and he immediately looked like a grandson, with a respectful smile on his face.

The quarrels shut up. They dare not make noise when the chairman reacts. They sit upright like the primary school students in class and are suddenly well-behaved.

The chairman bent over slightly, "...Yes, yes! I'll arrange it right away...Yes! Don't worry! I will definitely stare at it myself!"

After the call, the chairman's face instantly changed back to his previous majesty, and he said in a deep voice: "List the Yaoguang excavation work as the number one task! Arrange people immediately to Bu Xing to take over the excavation work!"

The others did not ask the reason at this time, and they all responded. Since the notification came from above, it was basically confirmed where the Yaoguang number was buried.

"Where is the bounty?" asked one person.

The chairman gritted his teeth: "Give it! When the Yaoguang number is dug out, transfer the money immediately! The full amount!"

When the Juxing Fund was operating, the State Administration of Aeronautics and Aerospace did not fall behind and sent people to Buxing.

Because the Yaoguang number has not been dug out, the news has been hidden and made public, and the public does not know that this is the case. The Internet discusses the situation of the variety show "Close Contact" in which the situation will turn around. When the high-profile publicity was made, the program team was full of confidence, and the guests invited this time all brought their own topics and traffic.

"The program team should start filming now, right?"

"The official has not released the news. Why did he release a few photos before? Why didn't he have anything this time?"

"It's all routines, deliberately concealing it and keeping it mysterious. Maybe you're still holding on to some big moves."

"Director! Come out and make a sound!"

At this time, the Buxing Base, the director of the program team who was unaware of the call of netizens, read the script with a smile, and held a mobilization meeting for the staff, cheering up and preparing to do a big fight. Then, he received a notice from the base that there was a temporary task and the cooperation was postponed.

director:"??"

Beginning to feel panic.

The director immediately contacted several guests and mentioned the filming of the program. Fang Zhao did not object, but the other four guests asked for leave temporarily!

The director who received the reply: "…"

Sad!

irritable!

Want to curse!

The base changed its mind and did not cooperate. The guests went on strike. What should I do if the script I sorted out after sleeping all night?! Compensation? No matter how much compensation is, it cannot recover the harm to me!

The director angrily rushed out the contract and planned to go out to find someone to fight, but was shocked by the news about the Yaoguang.

"Yaoguang? Is it one of the spaceships known as the Dream Team four hundred years ago?"

An inexplicable light flashed in the director's eyes.

The seven spacecraft of the veteran class back then are now two, one in the Aerospace Museum, the other in the Top Secret Research Institute, and the others are all destroyed by various accidents during their mission.

As a special scientific and technological heritage of that era, if the Yaoguang Catalog is really discovered, it will definitely be of great significance!

No wonder Buxing Base changed its mind temporarily, no wonder the guests didn’t have the heart to record the show!

This is also an opportunity!

After looking at the carefully prepared script in a tangled manner, after thinking for five minutes, the director's swaying thoughts finally settled.

"We'll go too! Change the script! This episode revolves around Yaoguang!"

The screenwriter was puzzled: "Director, we are doing reality show for poverty alleviation. Most of them are entertainment-oriented, not archaeological, which is inconsistent with our temperament."

However, the director has made a choice and does not intend to change: "Stand in our position, you must know how to innovate when doing a show! You must keep up with current affairs and focus on the key points! Besides, if you don't change and follow the previous plan, who knows when you will have to wait for the filming?"

Everyone in the program team nodded: It makes sense!

After all, I was forced.

The director doesn't want to study what others think, and invites the staff to follow.

Sure enough, after the director changed the plan, Saro and the others agreed to cooperate. Anyway, they all had to stay in the sand pit, so it was good to record the show here.

Saro held the piece of metal with the "η" mark he dug out with his own hands, and carefully wiped it again and again. He was happy and was about to kiss him, but he thought that he had been buried in the sand and rubbed by shit, but he gave up.

He asked his assistant to prepare an exquisite box. Saro put the metal sheets in, and picked a few photos to print them in, asking the people from the base to help bring them back to the mother star. Today, Flemington had arranged for someone to fly back to the mother star with some of the metal sheets dug out to study for the people from the General Administration of Aviation and Juxing Fund. Saro asked them to help send a courier. The box was accompanied by a handwritten letter. In addition to sharing the excavation news of the Yaoguang number with Reina, Saro also sued his father.

Not long after, when I received this souvenir of special significance, Reina was very happy. Behind the first photo, there were a few crooked words written by Saro: I dug it out!

Looking at the other photos, Saro was smiling silly with dust on his face and driving the excavator. The old man's love for grandson quickly expanded. He turned around and helped his grandson beat his son. He did such a thing without any psychological burden.

On the other hand, Juxing Fund and the Aerospace Administration of China have arrived at Buxing and completed the mission handover with the base army.

This time, the equipment brought by Juxing Fund and the State Administration of Aerospace is much more advanced. The excavation speed is not comparable to the old and dilapidated mechanical energy of the Buxing Base, and the excavation efficiency is greatly improved.

The signal sent under the sand pit stopped after lasting twelve hours. According to Fang Zhao's guess, the signal was estimated to be sent once every once a while, each lasting twelve hours.

Although the signal cannot be received, the location has been determined and will not have any impact on the mining work.

With the arrival of Juxing Fund and the General Aerospace Administration, a solid fortress and many rest residences have been built near the sand pit. Everyone in the program team has also moved here to facilitate recording of the program.

Seeing this situation, Flemington thought that after these people left, they would change this place to a second base. Such good construction resources should be fully utilized and cannot be wasted.

Thinking about the bounty and the second base plan that he was about to receive, Flemington, as the base commander, was in a very good mood.

After the handover, the base army was discharged from the excavation mission, but Flemington was not worried at all. The base was just waiting to collect the money now. The chairman of Juxing Fund had already replied and agreed to dig out the Yaoguang number and transfer the money. As for how to allocate the bounty, they will discuss it.

"Where is Fang Zhao?" Flemington looked around the sand pit, but he didn't see Fang Zhao's figure.

"Just finished recording the show, it seemed like I was running there." Song Ping pointed in a direction, "He has a bodyguard and a map we gave me. There are no storms in this area recently. As long as you don't run out of the safe area, it's okay."

"Okay, I get it."

It was already very late when Flemington finished handling the matter.

Fang Zhao was looking for creative inspiration one kilometer away from the sand pit.

Above is the mysterious and beautiful sea of ​​stars.

Under your feet is a dry sand that breeds life.

The starry sky and the vast desert form a dreamy note.

A long time ago, he also sat on the sand in a certain area, but at that time he could not see the bright starry sky and it was not so peaceful.

This is a familiar and novel feeling.

The surroundings were very dark, there were no lights, and the sight was far away. Symbols were written out on the spread notebook.

Fang Zhao wrote very smoothly. When Flemington found him, he had already finished the first draft.

Flemington asked Fang Zhao to discuss the issue of the bounty distribution.

"This time you heard the signal first, but you can't find it without our base army. Saro also yelled to get a share of the pie and find some time to sit down and talk. No matter what, you must have got a lot of money this time. If you don't know how to use it, it's better to use it to support the development of our Buxing." Flemington said casually.

"OK."

"...I'm joking." Flemington stuttered suddenly.

"I didn't laugh." Fang Zhao's tone was calm, but he was also serious.

"Well... I'm so embarrassed... Hahaha, I'm just going to say that! Thank you in advance!" Flemington sighed in his heart, Fang Zhao is such a good boy!

However, even if Fang Zhao said this, Flemington was embarrassed to take advantage of this, and it was much more difficult to be sincere.

"Buxing does not have the resources like Baijixing and Weixing. It is barren, poor and hard. The conditions and restrictions make the base personnel mobility very high. I will be transferred in two years. Before leaving, I hope to build a good base so that the soldiers stationed here can live a better life. My soldiers feel sorry for themselves, and I have to fight for more resources for them before leaving."

"uncertain."

"What?"

"Buxing also has the advantages of Buxing." Fang Zhao said with a smile.

Flemington only thought Fang Zhao was comforting himself, and smiled. Bu Xingshi's advantage!

When Flemington left, Fang Zhao looked at the desert under the night sky.

He didn't lie to Flemington just now, Bu Xing really had his own chance. He accidentally heard the whisper of the people from the General Aerospace Administration yesterday.

In the future, Bu Xing is likely to become another military important place!

Perhaps it will also become a new technology tourism base.
Chapter completed!