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Chapter 379 Research Institute 80515! (First Update!)

Upon hearing these blatant words of murder, Navarro didn't roll his eyes. Instead, he straightened his chest, raised his right hand, and pounded his chest forcefully, displaying an appearance of diligence and loyalty.

Because he really had nothing to say to the president in front of him.

Seeing his behavior, Barack grew increasingly annoyed and waved his left hand toward the door:
Go and get back to your work!

After receiving Barack's approval, Navarro pounded his chest again before turning and leaving the office.

As he was leaving, Price was returning from outside, followed by two middle-aged men in black suits.

Upon seeing Navarro, the two men smiled at him, one after the other, their smiles quite gentle. However, Navarro did not reciprocate their kindness.

The man walking in front was the head of America's Defense and Security Cooperation Agency, a department primarily responsible for coordinating intergovernmental transactions involving America's procurement of equipment from foreign countries to ensure that such procurement complies with America's national security and foreign policy.

The man behind him was from the American Defense Logistics Agency, which is under the jurisdiction of the American Ministry of Defense.

Their main job is to procure equipment or parts globally, using a list approved by the Defense Security Cooperation Agency.

These two rarely appear together; in their cooperative relationship, they are mutually restraining.

The fact that they're both here now means that the plan I just reported has fallen into the hands of these two guys.

The simultaneous appearance of these two individuals signifies that this time, China's satellite navigation service initiative will proceed through official channels and be conducted publicly.

This means there's no profit to be made.

unlucky!

Navarro cursed under his breath and walked out of the White House with a stern face.

I found my car in the parking lot, stepped on the gas, and drove straight back to the intelligence center.

Upon seeing him return, Dmitry immediately came forward to greet him:

"So? Has the president approved either of these plans?"

"Agreed!" Just as Dmitri was about to rejoice upon hearing this, Navarro's voice slammed him from the mountaintop to the valley floor:

"This task has been assigned to the Defense Security Cooperation Agency and the Defense Logistics Agency."

"It has nothing to do with us!"

Knowing this was the outcome, Dmitri immediately cursed, "Fuck!"

"Why!"

After that initial question, he began to convince himself:
"He's the president, there's nothing we can do!"

After offering himself a few words of self-consolation, he took out a Swiss bank anonymous card from his pocket and gently placed it in front of Navarro:

"Second quarter profit sharing!"

Upon seeing the bank card appear, Navarro quickly swung his left hand over it, and by the time he pulled his arm back, the card had vanished.

Only his voice echoed softly: "How many?"

Dmitry leaned against his desk, turning to look at the door:

"We only had $30 in cash. The remaining $377 million was converted into gold and investment bank stocks, as you requested."

"It's in the safe house you mentioned before!"

Navarro's left hand hung down, the missing bank card falling into his palm. He gently rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger, his deep voice rising with the gentle rubbing of his fingers:

"That's a bit too little! Are there not many profits to be made from drug trafficking anymore?"

“Be content! It's precisely because our main profits come from drugs that we don't receive much money.” Seemingly afraid Navarro wouldn't believe him, Dmitri started counting on his fingers right in front of him:

"Your underlings' drug dealers need money, right?"

"Don't the special forces teams you keep under your command cost money too?"

"Besides, those people on the Mexican-American border, and those who helped us cover our tracks and handle the aftermath—weren't they all paid?"

"What's more, the amount of drugs has been decreasing in the past two years!"

“I told you before, hurry up and kill the Colombian president and replace him with a more compliant one.”

"What did you say... that murder is not a respectable thing!"

As Dmitry rattled off his list of dishes, Navarro's stern face slowly relaxed, and he thought about it carefully.

It was discovered that, as Dmitry had said, the necessary expenditures were fixed, and with reductions at the source, the amount of money each person received would naturally decrease.

But then he remembered the appliances, and whatever came to mind, he asked about them:
"Those...home appliances?"

Dmitri spread his hands and tilted his head: "Those things aren't drugs, so there aren't many people to bribe. The biggest problem is that we need a warehouse and a few truck drivers."

"Unfortunately, our drug trafficking and sales network can do both things at once."

After hearing Dmitri's explanation, Navarro didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He put the bank card in his left breast pocket, tucked it close to his body, and then patted it with his hand.

"You find a way to get some drones over here, and I'll arrange for people to take out the president of Colombia."

"Replace two obedient people with you."

“OK!” Dmitri did not object, but simply raised his hand to make an OK gesture, then turned and walked towards the door.

Colombia will initiate a presidential election process as soon as the current president dies.

Once the program is started, the CIA can filter out compliant people and eliminate those who don't, leaving only the compliant ones in the end.

By then, Colombia will need to produce as many drugs as the CIA wants!
As he reached the front door and pushed it open, he turned back:
"If possible, take out the deputy commander of the Texas National Guard as well; that guy doesn't know what's good for him."

Navarro in the room didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.

The door closed, Navarro returned to his desk, took out the work he hadn't finished yesterday from the drawer, and continued working overtime.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the White House.

Price also saw off the two heads of the Defense Security Agency and the Defense Logistics Agency. After seeing them off, he returned to Barack's office.

“Mr. President, according to these two officials, if everything goes smoothly, they should be able to get the relevant authorized services back in about two weeks.”

"The efficiency was very high, but new problems arose."

"So, which theater should these devices be given to?"

"The Indian Ocean and Pacific theater!" Barack blurted out the region almost without hesitation, but then shook his head.
"No! The Chinese can definitely see the backend data of those devices."

"If it were used in the Indian Ocean and Pacific theaters, it would be almost like us performing for them on stage."

"They can't be sent back to the mainland either..."

Hearing this, Price's face finally relaxed, and he nodded slightly.

"Mr. President, you are absolutely right. For our security, we cannot give up the Indian Ocean and Pacific theaters, we cannot give up our homeland, and we cannot give up Europe."

"Having escaped these areas, only the African Command, currently under the European Command, and the Central Command remain." "My personal suggestion is to place them in the African Command!"

Price's suggestion was good, but Barack didn't choose to use it. "No, let the Central Theater use it!"

"It is indeed very safe to use in the African theater, but the problem is that we cannot measure the limits of this thing."

"The African theater is terrible!"

"If wars in the Middle East are essentially tribal conflicts, then wars in Africa are essentially tribal games."

“Using these things to deal with them is tantamount to lowering your own status.”

"So, send Brian a message and tell him about this so they can prepare in advance."

Price understood from Barack's resolute words that Barack had made a decision, and what he needed to do now was not to persuade him, but to carry out the order and send a message to notify people.

He clenched his fist and gently pounded his chest: "Understood!"

…………

"So, the final solution the General Armaments Department came up with was to directly approve a research institute and then stuff all of us into it?"

In the CEO's office at Xiaomi Heavy Industry, Lin Yi sat opposite Zhu Jingyao, holding an organizational structure document in his hand, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the document and Zhu Jingyao.

The organizational structure document in his hand was the organizational structure document of a research institute.

A brand new research institute, without a name, only a code name—80515.

In the organizational chart, the research institute is under the dual jurisdiction of the General Armaments Department and the State Administration of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense.

The director of the institute is Zhu Jingyao, the deputy director is Lin Yi, and the remaining positions are blank.

Across from him, Zhu Jingyao slowly picked up the teacup, first bringing it to his nose to smell the aroma before bringing it to his lips.

After downing half a cup of tea, he nodded slowly and deliberately.
"That's right!"

"This is the solution that the General Assembly Department came up with after a series of discussions."

“If you only have an advantage in a single technology, then you can simply be affiliated with a research institute.”

"But you have an advantage in more than one technology; you have an overall technological advantage."

"That's where the problem arises!"

"The original intention of bringing you into the system was to better complete the tasks, and at the same time, to give you some rewards that would not normally be given to you."

“But if you are affiliated with a research institute, then all these things must go through the research institute.”

"No one is perfect. If the mission goes through these research institutes, they probably won't say anything. After all, it's a mission, and no one will rush to fight for a mission, especially one that is impossible to complete."

"But if the task is completed and the reward is claimed, there will probably be a lot of people rushing to claim it."

“You’ve done your own research, so you should know these things better than I do.”

"In the end, it was Lao Guo who made this suggestion."

"He said we should just set up a separate research institute, with only two director positions, and give the rest to you. How you allocate the positions is your own business."

"Because you are specially recruited, you can only be in civilian positions, and there will be strict restrictions on your promotion in military rank."

"The rest, apart from needing to keep it confidential in accordance with relevant regulations, are basically unrestricted."

"If you think this plan is feasible, then sign this organizational structure document."

"Once you sign, you'll be the deputy director of Institute 80515!"

As Zhu Jingyao explained, Lin Yi's gaze returned to the organizational structure document.

This is an organizational structure document for a military engineering research institute.

Unlike other types of research institutes, military research institutes have a relatively large number of personnel; even small military research institutes have around 1000 people.

The organizational structure in their hands has no limit on the number of people, because they are not paid by the state.

The greatest sincerity in this document is reflected in the personnel professional titles. 300 places are directly allocated for intermediate professional titles that require the publication of core papers, and a full 100 places are allocated for associate senior professional titles that require key research achievements of national or provincial-level projects or the publication of core SCI papers.

Most importantly, and the kind of advanced level that many people can't reach in their lifetime, there are a total of 20.

For these 420 slots, no large number of certification documents are required during the selection process; simply submitting the name and passing the relevant security review is sufficient.

Very sincere!

After staring at the document for a while, Lin Yi picked up his pen and wrote his name and the corresponding date in the signature section.

October 2010, 7!
After signing, the document was quickly returned to Zhu Jingyao. He held the document, looked at the name on it, and nodded slightly.

"Your handwriting is quite good!"

"From now on, you are the deputy director of the 80515 Research Institute, and I am your direct superior!"

"I'm only doing this on a part-time basis, so you're responsible for the regular management!"

"If there are suitable tasks available, I will give you priority consideration."

"The mission is complete. I'll help you grab the rewards you're entitled to. Also, I'll let you know in advance about any good events so you can prepare."

"Pack your things and bring along a few technical leaders from your special alloy manufacturing company."

"We'll go to Jiangnan Shipyard later for a short meeting."

"After the meeting, I will take this document back to Yanjing. Once the procedures are completed, I will have Gao... I will have others send you the relevant documents and the institute's plaque."

"You need to find a place to hang the sign, and then provide a mailing address."

"This communication address must be kept strictly confidential. In the future, this address will be used to communicate with other research institutes and departments within the system."

After handing over the information, Zhu Jingyao stuffed the organizational structure documents into his briefcase, put the briefcase down, took a sip of the tea beside him, and then urged Lin Yi, "Hurry up and get ready!"

Knowing that the old man was very busy, Lin Yi didn't intend to waste his time. He nodded to Zhu Jingyao, picked up his phone, got up, walked to the window, and called Cao Bin.

Over the phone, he didn't tell Cao Bin what to do, only that he should bring his men over quickly, and if they didn't arrive within 20 minutes, he would have half a month's salary deducted.

Less than 15 minutes later, Cao Bin appeared in front of the office with several technical leaders from the special alloy company.

As he caught his breath by leaning against the doorframe, just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of the two doormen standing inside the office, and Zhu Jingyao sitting opposite Lin Yi.

Upon seeing the military uniforms worn by the three men, he quickly swallowed his words.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Lin Yi smiled and walked over, pulling the group into the office and beginning introductions:
"Engineer Cao, this is Director Zhu Jingyao from the General Assembly Department."

"I came here today specifically to deliver the research institute's organizational structure documents."

"I'll get you an intermediate professional title in a couple of days!"

"You'll go straight from having no professional title to assistant researcher!"

(End of this chapter)