1890: C1890 It Was Only Six to Seven Percent If He Wasn't Sure

C1890 It Was Only Six to Seven Percent If He Wasn't Sure

"Du, du, du …" After a few blind sounds, the phone was connected.

"Hey, Qin Luo, you've finished preparing the report so quickly?" Chen Qiangsheng's voice came over the phone.

Report?

Sorry, I didn't write about that at all.

Qin Luo chuckled and said, "Minister Chen, have you ever heard of rocket thrusters …"

Rocket propeller?

Hearing the words from the phone, Chen Qiangsheng was shocked.

Rocket propeller? Why did Qin Luo suddenly mention it?

Could it be that Qin Luo had something to do with rockets?

Thinking about it, Chen Qiangsheng threw this idea out of his head.

It was undeniable that Qin Luo was indeed a genius, and one of the top geniuses in the world.

But he was a genius, so he couldn't understand everything.

Therefore, based on his judgment, Chen Qiangsheng felt that Qin Luo was just playing around.

As for why he was talking about it?

Hehe … Who knows …

How could ordinary people think of such a world as a world of geniuses?

Chen Qiangsheng picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? "What's the problem?"

His tone was very calm …

Emm, Minister Chen, you may not have realized the severity of the problem. I have a blueprint of the space program that will change the history of China!

"Minister Chen, if you say it, you might not believe it. I just designed a bunch of blueprints for the rocket launcher …"

"Puff …"

Chen Qiangsheng spat out the tea he just drank before he could swallow it.

F * ck, did Qin Luo really design a rocket propeller blueprint?

Why did it sound like a science fiction film?

Qin Luo's words made Chen Qiangsheng feel as if he was shooting a science fiction film.

And it was the kind that would have all the special effects!

Pulling on a tissue and wiping his mouth, Chen Qiangsheng carefully probed: "Qin Luo, since when did you start studying rockets?"

"Ugh …"

To be honest, this question was not easy to answer.

Could it be that he told Chen Qiangsheng just now?

Hehe …1

If he said that, Chen Qiangsheng would definitely send his slices to the laboratory.

"Cough, cough …" "Minister Chen, you might not know this, but I've had a space dream since I was young …" Qin Luo smiled in embarrassment.

Space dream?

Hehehe …

You make it sound like you don't have any!

But could he design a rocket propeller blueprint just because he had a dream?

Knowing that Qin Luo was unwilling to say it, Chen Qiangsheng didn't pester him any further.

After a moment of hesitation, he asked according to the system, "How confident are you regarding the blueprints?"

Could it be ten?

Thinking about it, Qin Luo shook his head.

"Sixty to seventy percent …" Qin Luo said humbly.

Six to seven?

Gulp …

Chen Qiangsheng carefully swallowed his saliva.

He had thought that Qin Luo would only say twenty to thirty percent.

In the end, he never expected Qin Luo to fill his bag and give him 60-70%!

Did he even know what sixty to seventy percent was!

"Qin Luo, where are you now?"

"Yanjing University …"

"Wait, I'll be right there." Then, Chen Qiangsheng quickly hung up.

Following that, Chen Qiangsheng made a call. It was Qin Guoyang.

"Elder Qin, something big happened …"

Xiangshan, Qin Manor …

Qin Guoyang's body shook and he almost fell to the ground.

Just now, he received a call from Chen Qiangsheng.

On the phone, Chen Qiangsheng revealed a shocking piece of news.

Qin Luo just finished a design of a rocket booster, and there's a sixty to seventy percent chance of it succeeding.

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