Chapter 568 Interregional Power Grid

Moscow.

One sits in an office in the Kremlin.

Sitting behind the mahogany desk, the powerful-looking man frowned slightly after listening to his subordinate's report.

"woke up?"

Standing in the office, the man in the leather jacket nodded.

"Yes... According to our intelligence personnel, Professor Lu Zhou has woken up from a coma. According to our experts in the World Health Organization, there is no direct evidence to prove that the cause of his coma was caused by human factors. To. Most likely, just overtired."

Excessive fatigue, coma for more than 20 days.

Although this sounds unbelievable, compared with other unfounded inferences, this guess seems to be the most reliable now.

Getting up and walking to the window, Mr. Vladimir stared at the Red Square outside the Kremlin, his eagle-like eyes narrowed slightly, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

Lu Zhou is still alive.

For Russia, this is definitely not good news.

The Russian economy relies heavily on energy exports, and China is the second largest buyer of Russian crude oil and natural gas, accounting for 18% of total exports.

If the leverage effect brought about by the drop in oil prices will strengthen the dollar in the short term, then the blow to the ruble may be unacceptable to all Russians.

Although in order to win over Russia, there is a high probability that China will not reduce the import quota of Russian crude oil and natural gas in the short term, but this undoubtedly means that those Chinese will have more bargaining chips in energy import negotiations.

The global political situation was originally in a dynamic equilibrium.

With the blockbuster of controlled fusion thrown into the lake, this balance has been completely broken at this moment.

For some reason, a terrifying picture suddenly appeared in Vladimir's mind.

Will there be a day in the future when factories in Siberia will in turn have to rely on China's power grid?

Thinking about it that way, it's pretty scary...

If only that person never woke up.

If he had just gone, his story would undoubtedly become a legend and his name would be remembered as the greatest scholar of this century. Not only Chinese people will mourn him, but even himself, and even the President of the United States, will hypocritically prepare a eulogy for him to mourn his death.

But the trouble is, he's still alive now...

"Mr President……"

With his back turned to his subordinates, Vladimir said blankly: "What's wrong?"

The man in the leather jacket lowered his voice and said, "How about we..."

"I know what you're thinking, but it's impossible," Vladimir looked away from the window, walked back to the desk and sat down again, "We can't take the risk of offending the Chinese people, especially in the This critical moment. And, that's the most stupid thing to do."

In any case, assassination is a very low-level method, because it breaks the bottom line of a civilized country.

Especially for an internationally renowned scholar.

Especially when the other party has the ability to take revenge in a different way.

The man in the leather jacket stood there silently, waiting for the president's order.

Sitting on the desk in silence for a long time, Vladimir spoke.

"Continue to collect intelligence on controlled fusion. If they are already ahead, at least we can't be too far behind them."

Flipping through the documents on the table, he was slightly taken aback when he saw a certain line, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

"……single?"

However, at this moment, the door of the office suddenly opened.

"latest news!"

Walking hurriedly to Vladimir's desk, the Russian Foreign Minister said quickly, "Hua, Myanmar and Laos have started negotiations on issues related to the cross-regional power grid interconnection project. Although whether the cooperation has been reached is yet to be concluded. Unknown, but according to reliable sources, Huaguo offered the two countries a very tempting price..."

It was too late to ask him why he didn't knock on the door. The moment he heard this sentence, Vladimir's pupils shrank slightly.

Sure enough, what he was most worried about finally happened.

Although Russia does not have core interests in Southeast Asia, this is still not a happy news.

Now it's Laos and Myanmar, so what's next?

It is to continue to the south and expand the energy corridor to Vietnam, Thailand, and even more distant Malaysia, so that the entire Malacca is included in its sphere of influence, paving the way for the rise of sea power.

Or go westward along the Silk Road, connect the five Central Asian countries, and continue to play its land power...

Perhaps, only God can answer this question.

...

Go to Beijing.

301 Hospital.

Originally, he just went out for a walk, but Lu Zhou never expected that someone would suddenly stop him on the way.

Looking at the middle-aged man who called his name and followed his footsteps, Lu Zhou cast him a questioning look.

"You are?"

Looking at Lu Zhou, the man smiled and stretched out his right hand, and said familiarly, "Let me introduce myself, I am the director of CTV, Luo Qidi."

TV director?

When did the director of the TV station become so idle?

And he's also the director of Station C...

Although he was surprised in his heart, Lu Zhou still smiled and stretched out his right hand to shake him.

"Hello, Director Luo."

There are too many people who have visited him these days. Although the director of CCTV is not a small official, it is not surprising that he has seen too many.

"Haha, hello, hello. It is said that Professor Lu is young and promising," Luo Qidi shook Lu Zhou's hand, and smiled redly, and then introduced him to the person behind him, "This This is Comrade He Ying, the host of our station's "Science Light" column."

He Ying nodded politely and smiled, "Hello, Professor Lu."

"Hello, Ms. He," Lu Zhou nodded to her with a smile, turned to look at Mr. Luo, and said in a joking tone, "Ms. Luo made a special trip to visit me, are you planning to interview me in person?"

"Haha, I really want to interview you. It's a pity that I have been away from the frontline work for too long. Let this opportunity be given to young comrades." Director Luo smiled and turned to look at Wang Ying, "Little He Comrade, please explain the situation to Professor Lu."

"Good director."

Looking at Lu Zhou, He Ying said politely: "The thing is like this, the new year is coming soon, and people all over the country are concerned about your physical condition. If your time is convenient, we would like to invite you to participate in a popular science seminar programme."

Lu Zhou: "About controllable nuclear fusion?"

He Ying nodded and said, "It may be related to nuclear fusion, but it's mainly about you."

Lu Zhou thought for a while and said.

"I don't have any problems here, but you'd better go to the relevant department to report your program. After all, many things are sensitive, and it's not convenient for me to talk about them in public."

He Ying smiled and nodded. "Don't worry about this. The content of the program will not involve sensitive issues. We have already considered the confidentiality work."

Lu Zhou nodded: "That's ok, when is the interview?"

Seeing that Lu Zhou agreed, He Ying breathed a sigh of relief, with a joyful expression on her face, "Tomorrow at 2 noon, our program will be broadcast on the day before the New Year."

Inviting Professor Lu Zhou to be a guest show this time, it can be said that their group has been planning for quite a long time. Including obtaining permission from other departments, including soliciting questions from the public through telephone, Internet and other channels, and screening the content of the questions, a lot of work began to be prepared even at the end of last year.

Not only did the people in the group put in a lot of effort, but she also spent a lot of time preparing.

After all, being able to interview Lu Zhou herself will be a great addition to her professional resume.

Seeing the hopeful expression on the host comrade's face, Lu Zhou nodded with a smile: "Well, that's fine, I will go there then."

Anyway, the director came here in person, and it seemed a little bad to refuse.

Although Lu Zhou thinks that Master Luo's motivation to visit him here probably has nothing to do with the show itself, it is very likely that he is just like other people who visited him in these two days, and he just intends to take this opportunity to mix with himself. familiar face...

Although Lu Zhou himself didn't know whether it was meaningful for their official career to be acquainted with him.

Seeing that Lu Zhou made an appointment with the people on CCTV for an interview, and watching Director Luo and Host He leave, Yan Yan, who had been silent from the beginning to the end, looked at Lu Zhou with some concern.

"Is your body all right?"

Lu Zhou smiled and said, "I've almost recovered. It's better to go out for a walk than to get moldy here. When the time comes to go out, I will trouble you to write it for me."

Although out of safety considerations, Yan Yan didn't quite agree with his approach, but after hesitating for a while, she finally sighed.

"That's fine... when the time comes, I'll go with you."

Lu Zhou coughed lightly: "...Actually, if you don't want to go, you don't have to force it. I can go alone."

A pair of willow eyebrows raised up, Yan Yan immediately said: "How can this be done! If you have another accident, I..."

Somehow, halfway through the words, she suddenly couldn't speak.

Faced with Lu Zhou's questioning gaze, Yan Yan gritted her teeth and finally took a deep breath.

"...It's nothing, as if I didn't say anything."

It's impossible to tell him that her father almost kicked her out of the house last time because of the incident last time, right?

It's too embarrassing to say it!

Lu Zhou: "...?"

So, what did the pangolin say?