midnight.

A European castle was brightly lit, and top-class business cars appeared in the parking lot outside the castle. People who got out of the car hurriedly walked into the castle. As more and more people arrived, noise gradually appeared in the castle.

"Why did the patriarch ask us to come here in the middle of the night?"

"I don't know. I'm working overtime here, so I was called by the patriarch."

"I'm afraid it's a big deal. Look around, our senior executives of the Solers Consortium have come!"

"I'll go, as for it, I'll inform you to declare that it would be great to have a meeting during the day!"

"What the hell is it? I'm so anxious. I have an important business meeting. If I can't go through it now, I'll talk about it tomorrow!"

“…”

Everyone in the castle complained to each other.

It is obvious that these people were called out by the clan leader temporarily. Although they were all complaining, no one dared not to come. This also proves how strong the cohesion of the Solers family is, and there is no need to say more about the authority of the patriarch Soler El.

Soon, someone took them into a conference room.

Jason frowned. He saw the patriarch Soler El, and the head of the Asian region, Soler Tuske, who was supposed to be in the Asia region. His questions were deeper. However, as an executive of the foreign relative, he just stepped forward and said hello, and then found his place to sit down.

Printon, who was like him, was also confused. It was the first time he had seen people coming so well in the Solers family for so many years. Not only did Solers patriarch Soler El arrive, but almost all the senior executives in the on-site consortium arrived.

After everyone sat down, Soler El, who was sitting in the first place, glanced and said, "I know everyone has complaints about me calling you so late, but this matter will not only affect me, but even everyone present in our Solers Consortium. It's already very late, so I won't have much information, let Tasker tell you."

After saying that, Soler Tasker stood up in front of everyone's eyes, and said, "I believe that many people present know a rumor, that is, the Ye Consortium is producing and developing a spacecraft. I have been responsible for following up on this incident some time ago, and now I have a look."

"Tasker, Ye is really studying spacecraft?"

Printon, an executive of the foreign relative, couldn't help but ask.

What is a spaceship?

That is a high-end technology among high-end. According to Plinton, at least 200 research institutes around the world are conducting targeted research, but to this day, at most, a few space stations have been built.

There are too many problems, and each one is more difficult to solve.

For example, if you take out almost any of the materials, power propellers, energy reserves, etc. of spacecraft, it is a topic that makes people scratch their heads.

So he never believed that the Ye Institute could study anything.

It's not just him.

Others, such as Linsen, Soler Kishia, Soler Pitt, etc., did not believe at all.

Everyone's eyes were gathered on Soler Tasker.

"Plinton, Ye is not only developing spacecraft, but just a few hours ago, the information I received from the Tang Dynasty showed that Ye's first spacecraft had entered the first round of planetary test flights. The total test flight time was 20 minutes, with steady rise and fall, and it could even stagnate in the air." Soler Tuske said solemnly.

"How is this possible? How did they solve the thruster? No, what about the material? The existing alloy material of the earth cannot withstand the resistance brought by strong kinetic energy." Plinton shouted.

Bang!

Soler El slapped the table, glared at Plinton, and said, "Everything is quiet, this is a conference room, not a research institution, let Tuske finish his words, whoever interrupts in the middle, get out of the conference room."

Everyone's eyelids twitched, all of them became quiet, and even their breathing was lighter by several levels.

Anyone can see that Soler El is serious.

Of course, it is impossible to take the spaceship seriously when it comes to spacecraft. It was not until this moment that everyone understood why people gathered at the castle in the middle of the night.

Seeing that everyone was honest, Soler Tasker took out some documents and handed them to the assistant behind him, asking him to distribute them to everyone. He continued: "I know about the spacecraft. First, I don't understand the technical problems that Plinton asked just now, but I have investigated the materials. The spacecraft uses [super powerful molecular alloy], which is very powerful. For specific data parameters, you can check the first page of the document I sent."

"No, this [super-strong molecular alloy] is so powerful?" An executive looked at the document describing the [super-strong molecular alloy] in his hand, in which the density, hardness, corrosion resistance and impact resistance are far superior to the highest-end alloy materials on the earth.

"It's really that awesome."

Soler Tuske nodded and said, "In fact, this [super-strong molecular alloy] has existed for a long time. It is the research result of the Ye Consortium No. 1 Research Institute many years ago. The reason why everyone has never seen it is because this metal rarely flows out, and most of it is used by Ye's own company because of its yield."

I see.

Plinton understood.

It would be appropriate to have such powerful metal to make the shell of a spacecraft, but this is also the name of the Ye Institute from Soler Tuske, but it has changed from Institute 3 to No. 1.

This research institute under the Ye Consortium has such strong R&D capabilities?

He had a lot of questions in his mind.

Unfortunately, Soler Tasker was not here to answer technical problems for him. Soler Tasker said: "Please start with the second page of the document."

“Page 2?”

Soler Khiya tweaked her long golden hair and turned over the first page in confusion.

However, the content of this page directly caused a sound of gasping in the conference room.

hiss!

"Tasker, is the document wrong? The Ye family consortium actually formed a strategic alliance partner with the Heisenberg Consortium, the Tang Dynasty Song Group, and the Han family group? And there are more than six consortiums in the Tang Dynasty who have signed future cooperation intentions with them?" Soler Pitt said in surprise.

"More than that! Pete, you're looking at the third page." Soler Kishia reminded.

"The European Daligan consortium also made a kick?" Soler Pitt was even more surprised. He didn't expect that the Ye family had contacted so many forces. These forces together, it would be no problem to shake Solers.

Everyone's horror was heard one after another.

At this moment, the family patriarch Soler El stood up from his seat and said lightly: "You are all the pillars of the Solers consortium. Let's talk about it. If Ye's spacecraft can really fly with objects in space, how should we Solers share this cake!"

"Class leader, have we sent anyone to contact Ye? Since others can cooperate, why can't we? Our influence and funds should be better than these major institutions in the documents." Soler Kishia asked in confusion.

"Ahem!"

Soler Tasker was so angry that he didn't get angry. He really didn't know which pot he would bring up. However, this question was not as good as that. He had to explain: "I went there and was swept out the floor. Not only me, but O'Cent and O'Dett families also sent people. Although they had been talking for a long time, it seemed that there was no result."

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Chapter completed!