8mi #394 - Chapter 394 When that day comes? North America will have no allies!
#394 - Chapter 394 When that day comes? North America will have no allies!
I arrived at the airport a little after seven.
At this hour, there are quite a few travelers, so to avoid being recognized by passersby, the old trio must be brought along—mask, sunglasses, and baseball cap.
Didi didi…
Text message sounds came from time to time.
'Aunt is coming over tomorrow, do you have time?' It was from my wife.
'Of course, I'll definitely be there.'
'Okay!'
The girl only replied with one word, followed by a smiley face.
'Are you home yet?' Today is Friday, and my wife doesn't live at school.
'We're already having dinner, Mom made papaya stewed chicken, I think… it's not as good as your cooking.'
'Ah! You're still eating papaya?'
'What?'
The girl was very puzzled.
Chen Hao's lips curled into a strange smile.
Really, there's no need to eat it.
Enough!
More than enough!
"Junior?!": A familiar voice came.
Chen Hao, who was walking into the airport while texting, subconsciously turned his head to look.
Astonishingly!
A girl wearing the same trio, with almost no face visible…
"Going to Yanjing to record a program, what about you…"
"What a coincidence?!"
"Ha! I'm going to hitch a ride on the private jet!"
Qin Keqing was overjoyed.
Although she always travels in first class, it's far inferior to a private jet.
Hanteng Capital bought two second-hand passenger planes.
And converted them into private jets.
She knew about this.
But it's not possible to use them casually, right?
Hantang Media is just one of the subsidiaries of Hanteng Capital.
Not to mention her, even Xiao Ling couldn't casually use the parent company's private jet.
This kind of opportunity…
Is rare!
"No problem," Chen Hao said with a smile.
After the last complete rejection, Qin Keqing had given up.
But that doesn't mean they can't even be friends.
"You still owe me something!" Qin Keqing giggled.
"Ah?" Chen Hao was puzzled.
"Last time you wrote songs for most people in the company, do you have one for me?"
"This…"
Chen Hao smiled helplessly: "I originally thought of preparing a song for everyone, including those on business trips to other places, but then something happened…"
A sudden incident.
Designing a new weapon in three days.
No way!
Even some of the artists present that day didn't get a song, let alone her who wasn't there?
"Are you free now?"
"Yes!"
…
There wasn't much communication along the way.
Chen Hao gave her a new song, corrected pronunciation problems, and then lay on the desk, constantly writing something.
Arrived at the Capital Airport at nine o'clock in the evening.
The two separated.
Qin Keqing is recording a program tomorrow, said to be a very high-end program, the kind that goes on CCTV.
What about Chen Hao?
He pretended to go to the toilet, letting Qin Keqing leave first.
After being wrapped up like a dumpling and walking out of the airport, the motorcade had been waiting for a long time.
Ten o'clock.
A reception room in Southwest China.
Chen Hao handed two A4 papers to the old man.
"This is?" The old man was puzzled.
Some opinions and suggestions."
Chen Hao hurriedly explained: "The vast majority depends on your decision and then approval, but the last one must be prepared—at the appropriate time, it must be implemented!"
This is what he summarized on the plane.
The last one?
The old man quickly turned to the last page.
Arrest pro-American, pro-Western, and pro-Japanese public intellectuals!
"Marshal."
General Wang next to him whispered: "Actually… we know these people, the reason why we haven't taken action against them is for the sake of international image—China is free and allows different voices."
Who controls global public opinion?
North America!
Once action is taken against these people, how will the Western media write about it?
No freedom!
Authoritarian tyranny!
The West can fabricate things that don't exist to smear China.
What's more…
If it really happens, who knows what the West will say?
According to the development policy of the Great Man, China's economy must integrate into the world to have a chance to return to its peak.
Once it becomes the target of Western condemnation, how can it integrate into the world?
"Little Chen."
The old man smiled: "Our future direction is all according to the plan set by that one."
"Old man, when the 055 is officially launched, will North America still regard us as a low-level sweatshop?" Chen Hao asked.
"This…"
The old man's pupils tightened.
As the designer of reform and opening up, that Great Man's plan was correct, based on the national conditions at the time.
What were the national conditions at the time?
Poor military!
Poor economy!
There was a huge gap between all aspects and the West.
Therefore, it can only eat what the West doesn't want, the part with the least profit, and be regarded as a sweatshop.
And through this method, integrate into the global economic network and become the lowest-level link.
Desperately develop in the lowest link and obtain advanced Western technology.
Eventually.
From a sweatshop to a manufacturing power.
And then rise to a manufacturing powerhouse.
What about now?
"Even if the 055 is launched and North America doesn't make a big fuss, then… what about after the aircraft carrier is launched?" Chen Hao asked again.
The old man was stunned.
Yes!
When the fourth-generation nuclear-powered aircraft carrier is launched.
When China has the strength to crush North America in terms of military industry, no matter how you show weakness…
In the eyes of North America.
In the eyes of the entire West and Japan and South Korea, you will immediately rise to a threat.
Embargo!
Sanctions!
Decoupling!
Countless means will follow!
Regardless of whether you take action against pro-European, American, Japanese, and Korean public intellectuals, the Western media will also fully exert their efforts and desperately smear you.
"That day…"
The old man couldn't help but frown: "Xiao Hao, when that day comes, can we win? The size of our economy is too different from the North American-led camp… it's simply worlds apart!"
"When that day comes, North America will have no allies," Chen Hao smiled.
"What do you mean?" General Wang asked quickly.
"Our fighter jets patrol the world, our warships cruise the four oceans, what about them?"
At this moment.
Chen Hao's eyes were sharp: "North American missiles cannot take off, fighter jets have no chance to take off, warships cannot leave the military port!"
"When China, with its own strength, completely loses North America's ability to wage war…"
"Does North America still have allies?"
The old man was stunned on the spot.
China's external propaganda is for the sake of international image.
What is the essence of the world?
Strength!
It's still that sentence.
As long as you are strong enough, the world is full of friends!
In the future, will China really be as strong as Chen Hao said?
In the past.
The old man would still have doubts and worries.
But now…
The construction of the 055 universal missile cruiser has begun!
The fourth-generation nuclear-powered aircraft carrier technology verification is close to completion!
The J-22 is already in mass production!
Even the temporary pulse weapons and unmanned boats and unmanned submersibles have crushed North America and Dongyang in actual combat.
All of these were given by Chen Hao!
Can you not believe him?
"Okay!"
The old man stood up and solemnly handed the A4 paper filled with suggestions to General Wang: "Implement it directly! Little Chen, I will meet with the head of state tomorrow, but the person they really talk business with is their Minister of Defense."
He handed the task to General Wang.
"Okay!"
Chen Hao got up: "You rest first, I'll talk to General Wang."
The old man nodded and left.
A smile filled his wrinkled face.
It seems…
He has already seen the future picture constructed by that child—China's Heavenly Dynasty!
"Marshal, tomorrow specifically…"
"Wait a minute."
Chen Hao's phone rang.
Looking at the number, it was Xiao Ling calling, he was a little puzzled: "President Xiao… what?!"
The next moment.
His face became very ugly.