Chapter 600

Of course, it is impossible for Abel to spend most of his time tonight on Elon Musk and Michael Griffin.

Although he does attach great importance to space exploration technology, he is also willing to spend some money and energy to help mankind explore the space universe and make contributions in this regard.

But Abel also knows very well that on the premise that humans do not cheat and produce a large number of relevant scientists at the level of Einstein, Stephen Hawking, and Werner von Braun at the same time.

Exploring space-related technologies will only be a great mission that is important but has a long way to go and requires time and slow investment to achieve.

Abel feels that it may even be difficult to see humans officially settle on the moon in his own lifetime.

And he felt that his life, under normal circumstances, would definitely last more than a century unless something unexpected happened.

Abel did not have the super dedication to sacrifice himself for the greater good.

It's okay to invest some money and energy to support it, but if you ask him to devote himself wholeheartedly, he really can't do it.

But seriously, if a super gold mine were discovered on the moon, it would be very difficult to dig it out.

The quantity of gold in this gold mine does not need to be too much, only 200,000 tons. Then capitalists around the world will invest crazily in space exploration and space mining technology.

Because although according to relevant technical calculations, the entire earth has approximately 4 billion tons of gold. But the real effective reserves are only about 100,000 tons.

According to the current excavation volume of several thousand tons per year, it will only last for several decades.

Today, the price of gold in 2003 is about US$350 per ounce, and one ton is about US$12.34 million.

At this price, the earth's current effective gold value reserves are approximately US$1.234 trillion.

If the moon were twice as big, the wealth of 2.4 trillion US dollars would definitely drive global capitalists crazy.

In addition, gold maintains its value and will appreciate in value. It is currently worth US$2.4 trillion and will only become more valuable in the future.

Unfortunately, this assumption does not exist. With current technology, this kind of gold that is easy to mine has not yet been found on the moon.

Then of course this premise does not exist.

"My dear, it seems that you are very interested in space technology?"

After they separated from Elon Musk, little Laura, who was holding his hand, asked curiously in a low voice.

"Of course, who wouldn't be interested in the sea of ​​stars? Besides, as a human being, I am also willing to make some contributions to human society during my lifetime."

Abel nodded and smiled. His wandering eyes saw a pair of familiar faces approaching. He stretched out his hand to support little Laura's arm and said with a smile, "My father-in-law and mother-in-law are here."

With that said, Abel took the initiative to take two steps forward, supporting little Laura with a happy and sweet smile, and faced Neil and his mother-in-law who were walking over in a white evening dress.

Before going to California, Neil was very concerned about his personal image. Families like Shrub have always paid great attention to this aspect.

After entering the political arena where it is very necessary to have a good reputation and a good image.

In this regard, both Neil and Alexander paid more attention to it.

However, because they face different voters, their party affiliations and external personas are different, and their family backgrounds are also different.

The personal images and personalities of the two are also different.

Alexander's style is more of a free-style hairstyle that favors air perming, and is very similar to the hairstyles of old white men in traditional areas such as the central, southern, and eastern parts of the United States.

Neil Bush has very short hair, which looks closer to the type that new immigrants like.

This aspect is very particular.

Abel smiled as he watched little Laura hug and greet the smiling Neil couple, and then himself.

"Good evening, u."

"Good evening, kids."

With a satisfied smile on his face, Neil hugged Abel and patted Abel's back hard several times to show his closeness.

I have to say that Neil is really very satisfied with his son-in-law, and is very proud of his father's vision and methods for being able to conquer this super rich son-in-law.

Without Herbert's good vision and means, without his daughter's tolerance and big heart.

Then he felt that he was definitely just the pitiful little oil company manager now.

Although he carries the status of being the commander-in-chief's son and the commander-in-chief's younger brother, he is not as noble as he is now.

Although now I also need to rely on my father, brother and son-in-law for these identities, and more importantly, my son-in-law.

But a small oil company manager and a congressman, these are two different things, and any fool knows which one to pick!

Neil was with the Alexanders and others just now, but they had dispersed now.

Tonight is a good social platform, everyone has their own social needs. Old relationships and connections need to be maintained, and new friends and relationships need to be expanded.

Abelna was the son of Alexander, so the relationship between father and son naturally did not need to be maintained.

This is not the case with Neil, although Abel is his son-in-law.

But his son-in-law is not a good boy...

Even as his father-in-law, he still needs to maintain the relationship with his son-in-law. Naturally, when he saw that Abel and Elon Musk were separated, he took the initiative to get together.

"What were you talking about with that South African guy and Michael Griffin?"

Neil watched his wife and daughter communicating next to him, while he talked with Abel.

"The South Africans took an investment from me to start a business in space exploration technology. Michael Griffin is a big shot at NASA, and I felt that my start-up company needed to use NASA, so we talked for a while. "

Neil nodded. In the eyes of a traditional politician like him, it doesn't matter whether something is spacey or not.

The most important thing is votes, followed by political ideas and parties.

However, this was a matter of concern to his most important son-in-law, and he still gave some suggestions.

"The current director of NASA is a member of the Zipper couple. If you want to make a fuss at NASA, Michael Griffin is indeed a good candidate. His wife and Laura used to be classmates."

Abel was startled, and quickly realized that this Laura should not be his little Laura, but should be referring to George's wife, Laura Sr., now the first lady.

He thought to himself that it was no wonder that in parallel time and space, Michael Griffin could become the administrator of NASA two years later, and he could also be sworn in in front of George, and he was taken more seriously than other NASA administrators.

It turns out that there is such a relationship, and it is indeed the United States. A country that is more about people and relationships than anywhere else in the world.

"Thank you uncle for reminding me. I will discuss it with George later." Abel smiled.

"That's good." Neil nodded and turned to look at little Laura's belly that had become completely flat after giving birth. He felt that his wife should persuade his daughter.

It was time to get pregnant again and give birth to a second orthodox Smith.

As far as he knew, a large number of his son-in-law's women had given birth to Smith's second child.

But of course he would not bring it up now, but continued: "Bring Abel II to Northwest 45th Street tomorrow. His grandmother and I miss him very much."

"Okay." Abel agreed directly. Anyway, he was going to stay in Washington for a few days this time.

And little Laura did bring their son Abel II with her.

A four-month-old child is growing and developing extremely well. There are reasons for adequate nutrition, and there are also reasons for Abel's excellent genes.

With not very long-distance air navigation and all kinds of high-tech maintenance, unless the plane crashes, it won't be a problem at all.

After chatting with his son-in-law and daughter for a while, Neil felt it was enough and left to maintain his own private social network.

Elon Musk, Michael Griffin, Neil Bush and his wife, two consecutive groups of people coped with it.

At this time, other dinner guests came one after another, using various excuses and means to try to get close to this extremely young and extremely noble couple.

What Abel and little Laura have to do is to screen them based on their identity, intentions, and relationship with their own camp.

Then spend a few minutes, or a dozen minutes, talking and communicating with them appropriately.

Basically, this excludes another in-depth discussion with George later.

This is Abel's general itinerary tonight at the White House Journalists Association dinner.

Washington is brightly lit at night, continuing the excitement and hustle and bustle of the day. The little lights came from far and near, accompanied by the sound of cars speeding by, and turned into boundless stars again. Countless rays of light connected into a shining flowing light belt, and the long road was like the bright Milky Way in the sky.

"Honey, I feel like tonight the Smith couple and the California real estate tycoon are going to fight."

Among the Cadillac monsters that were moving steadily and slowly, little Laura snuggled into Abel's arms with a hint of tiredness. She narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, as if thinking of something. She raised her pretty face with a slight frown and looked at the man who was also closing her eyes. Abel asked with a side face as he was resting his head.

She met a lot of people tonight, talked a lot, and made a lot of appropriate social expressions.

These are actually very tiring, although I can rest now.

But she was still very eager to integrate into Abel's social circle, so she tried to pick someone whom Abel would be happy to talk to and ask.

"Ha, that couple and TND Bren. It's normal to be at loggerheads. After all, they are fighting for the land rights of a wealthy city in California. Tens of billions of dollars are involved, and no one will ignore it."

Tonight, Southern California's richest real estate tycoon, TND Bren, and Mr. and Mrs. Qiongwan & Smith, who have visited Abel many times, also attended the banquet.

Later, both parties approached Abel at the same time, wanting to continue talking to him about Qiongwan City.

But regarding this matter, as his status became higher and higher, Abel became more and more confused.

Rather than wrangling in this matter just to get a possible profit of billions of dollars.

Abel felt that it would be better to put his time and energy on the capital market.

So he didn't chat with the other party for long at all, just found an excuse and left.

It was as if both of them were almost starting to fight.

Little Laura didn't know about this, so it was normal to be curious and concerned after seeing it.

Abel briefly explained to her the grievances and grievances between Bren, the white glove and financial backer of the California Donkey Party, and the Smith family in Qiongwan and Northern California.

"They all want me to support one of them, and the reward they are willing to offer seems very generous. But I am tired of the endless pull between them, so I no longer want to get involved."

"I remembered, my father seemed to have mentioned it to me." Little Laura suddenly said: "Both of these two families seemed to have definitely provided help during his campaign?"

"Yes, that's barely the reward they provided. But that's it. The ones who really contributed are the Donkey Party and me."

"Honey."

In the carriage, little Laura was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly said: "How about you leave this matter to me?"

"oh?"

Her words diverted Abel's attention from the homeless people who could be seen everywhere in the empire's capital outside the window, not just everywhere, but to her.

The economy is really bad, otherwise there wouldn't be so many homeless people even in the District of Columbia.

After all, the weather here is really not as suitable for homeless people as California.

In the winter in Washington, it can sometimes freeze to death.

"Would you be interested in doing something like this?"

"You should always find something to do."

Little Laura said: "Abel II is doing very well. He is better behaved, smarter and better developed than normal children. I think I can help you do something while taking good care of him. At the same time, I am also allowing myself Life is more fulfilling."

This time it was Abel's turn to be silent.

First of all, Abel actually doesn't believe that this is the real reason why little Laura wants to do what she does.

Abel preferred that she no longer be content with being unknown, but also wanted to use her status as his real wife, to intervene and increase her influence around him in addition to personal matters.

That's fine, it's better to have something than nothing.

This idea was always present in Abel, and he was happy for his women to do things. And as long as they ensure that they don't fail, it doesn't matter what they do.

Thinking of this, Albert nodded and said, "It's okay, but what do you want to do?"

"I haven't thought about it." She suddenly said with a smile: "Anyway, dear, if you don't want to work hard, then leave it to me. If you can, I will do it. If not, I won't bother to care about them!"

"Well." Abel thought for a while, "I will have someone give you the relevant information later. You can do it at your own discretion, and I will provide you with all the help you need."

"Thank you, honey, I love you~wuma~"

The young matron of the Smith family took the initiative to give her a sweet kiss.