Galaxy Technology Empire

November 27th.

The Committee on Outer Space, with the proposal of Mi Lijia, Mao Xiong, and the Western Continent Alliance, is preparing to hold the International Outer Space Conference in New York on December 1.

In addition, there are the Space Research Committee of the International Council for Science; the International Astronautical Federation; the International Telecommunications Satellite Organization; the International Space Telecommunications Organization; the International Mobile Satellite Organization; the Council for International Cooperation on the Research and Utilization of Outer Space; the International Law Association; and the International Photogrammetry. Institutions such as the Remote Sensing Society, the International Academy of Astronautics, the International Astronomical Union, the Planetary Society and the International Space University also echoed Milijia's proposal.

Obviously they are anxious now and are ready to play international morality and bargain with the Space Development Committee.

NASA Administrator Maxwell personally wrote to Wang Tu and Zhao Hongxing, hoping that Dongtang and Galaxy Technology could participate in this meeting.

Space Development Committee, holographic conference room.

The holographic images of Wang Tu and others appeared in the conference room.

"Director Zhao, you must have received the invitation letter from the Outer Space Committee, right?" Wang Tu said with a smile.

"Yes." Zhao Hongxing nodded.

"They are anxious." Li Zhongting joked.

Academician Ma smiled and said: "It's no wonder we are not in a hurry. The International Space Station will be decommissioned soon. By then, outer space will be our space station. With the two mass projectors in our hands, we will hold the key to the interstellar era."

"Our boss means not to attend this meeting. I wonder what Dongtang's plans are?" Wang Tu said to Zhao Hongxing.

"The above meaning is similar. I don't plan to attend this meeting and plan to drag them along." Zhao Hongxing was not surprised by the Galaxy Consortium's decision.

At this time, the Space Development Committee has the big king and the four twos in their hands, and a bomb in the other hand. It is strange that they would go to this outer space meeting.

"Then how should we reject them? After all, we are also a member of the Committee on Outer Space." Li Zhongting reminded.

"What's wrong with this? Just tell them we're not free and let them play by themselves. If they dare, they'll expel us." Wang Tu said directly.

"Haha, that's right. If you have the guts, let them expel us. His Mi Li family can withdraw from the group, and so can we." Academician Ma agreed with a smile.

"If you want to open it, you have to come here. We don't have time to fly to the Pacific Ocean." Zhao Hongxing continued.

The Space Development Committee has such powerful technology, and now the Mi Li family and the Xizhou Alliance are begging themselves that there is no need to go to New York for a meeting. They have given up the home court advantage to the other party in vain. How can they let the other party disgust them?

As for expelling Dong Tang from the Outer Space Committee, this is unlikely. After all, if Dong Tang is expelled, the Outer Space Committee can almost be disbanded.

Galaxy Technology itself is not a member of the Outer Space Committee, but Colliers is a member of the Outer Space Committee, and the Galaxy Consortium can borrow from it.

As Zhao Hongxing said, even if it is to be opened, it must be opened in Dongtang or Dongdao, otherwise it will be left to the Mi Li family and the Xizhou Alliance to play by themselves.

…

Snowflakes are falling, and this winter is extremely cold.

Maxwell looked out the window with some melancholy. He had held more than a dozen meetings in the past few days. Not only was he physically exhausted, but the mental pressure made him feel very tired.

Suddenly there was a knock on his office door: "Mr. Mike"

"Come in!" Maxwell said, pressing his temple.

The assistant hurriedly opened the door and saw the assistant coming in with a document with a somewhat bad expression on his face. He handed the document directly to Maxwell: "Mr. Mike, this is the Space Development Committee, Dongtang Space Administration, Dongdao Space Administration, Gao Li Response letter from the space agency.”

Maxwell didn't read the document: "They refused?"

"Yes." The assistant said helplessly.

"Okay, you go down!" Maxwell waved his hand and ordered.

"Okay." The assistant didn't dare to interrupt and left Maxwell's office quickly.

Maxwell knew that this matter was not that simple. The Dongtang people had such a huge advantage, why should they listen to them? Maxwell himself would not come to New York for the meeting.

Similarly, the Outer Space Committee also received a reply letter from the Space Development Committee. Faced with the Space Development Committee, which didn't even bother to find an excuse, they were very helpless. Now they dare to be angry but dare not speak out. They can only swallow their depression. .

"Chairman Johnson, what should we do now? If the people from Dongtang can't come, our meeting can't be held?"

"What's the point of having this meeting if they don't come?" a representative with a hot temper yelled angrily.

Johnson also smiled bitterly. He knew that he was just a puppet on strings. This meeting was originally meant for the Mi Li family and the Xizhou Alliance.

The problem is that the situation is different now. In the past, the Mi Li family wished that Dongtang would never come, but today is different. The people of Dongtang have suddenly reversed the situation in the aerospace field.

Those two mass projectors directly wiped out the aerospace advantages of other forces. If this outer space conference was not attended by Dongtang and Galaxy Consortium, it would be in vain.

After all, none of the parties involved participated, so any resolution they made was meaningless.

If it were other countries or regions, they could still enforce it, but Dongtang and the Galaxy Consortium are gangster-level existences. If they could enforce it, the Mi Li family would have gone directly to it, and they still waited until now for the meeting.

After discussing with a group of representatives, Johnson was unable to come up with a suitable countermeasure.

"Okay, that's it for today. I'm going to discuss with NASA, the Western Space Administration, and the Mao Xiong Space Agency. Let's break up." Johnson reluctantly announced that the meeting was adjourned.

Soon Johnson started a video conference with Maxwell of NASA, Chekov of the Bear Space Agency, Brut Dreno, Rhine von Groot of the Western Space Administration, and George of John's family.

"Everyone, the people from Eastern Tang Dynasty have refused to participate in the outer space conference." Johnson said straight to the point.

The others were not surprised, obviously they already knew about it.

"If they don't participate in this outer space conference, then this conference will be meaningless. Mike, what are NASA's plans?" Brut DeLeno said helplessly.

After hearing Brute Deleno's words, Maxwell did not answer, but was thinking deeply.

"If you don't have any good suggestions, I will leave." Chekov said politely.

Although the Mao Xiong Space Agency is on the International Space Station and cooperates very closely with them, the International Space Station is about to be decommissioned, and the Mi Li family is constantly causing trouble, and the relationship between the two parties is not easy to deal with.

"Let's do this! Let's take a step back and test the opinions of the people from Eastern Tang Dynasty. The outer space meeting will be temporarily postponed." Maxwell, who had been thinking for a long time, suggested.

"Then let's postpone the meeting temporarily!" Johnson nodded. This solution is also an expedient measure at the moment.

Brute Deleno asked Maxwell: "Who is going to test the tone of the people of the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

Several people looked at each other and suddenly stared at each other. It was impossible for Maxwell to go. After all, the tsundere Ying-chan still wanted to save face. If he went like this, wouldn't it be a disguised form of bowing his head.

The Gallic representative Brute Deleno, the furry bear Chekov, and John's George, who are also big gangsters, do not want to be this pathfinder.

It seems that Johnson, the chairman of the Outer Space Committee, and Rhein von Groot, the representative of the Hans family, are the most suitable.

The two of them had no choice but to accept this drudgery.