Daisy left Stark's sight and immediately sent a message to the maid lady, asking her to kill Ivan Vanke. The fewer people in this world who can be the Ark Reactor, the better.

"What time do you need to do it?"

"ASAP."

The two talked concisely, Daisy believed that the maid lady with the smog ability should not be too easy to kill a comatose person.

Back at the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D., she put on a scientific research coat again, and with the help of Stark's ideas, she joined the experts in S.H.I.

At the same time, the workers were instructed to build two reactors.

In the evening, the maid sent a message "It's already done."

"This is not a personal grievance..." Daisy sighed, deleted the information, and continued to work on her work as if it were nothing.

In order to reduce pressure, she also called Hill back to reduce the pressure.

"I don't know the technology, what's the use of you calling me back?" Hill was wearing the agent's standard uniform, walking steady and meticulous, while Daisy's dress was a bit poor, her hair was loose and she was holding thick in her hands. A stack of drawings.

The two wandered on the deck of the aircraft carrier. Daisy's excuse was to discuss business affairs, and a bunch of idlers and others naturally retreated.

"How is your father?" Daisy asked casually.

"As always, it's better to stay in that house than to go back to the bureau." Hill didn't want to talk about her own family affairs, but she hesitated and said something lightly.

The two talked and walked. At first they were still very serious on the deck, in the main control room. After Daisy proposed to visit Hill's bedroom, the style of painting suddenly became crooked...

In the eyes of outsiders, the two chiefs must be discussing official affairs, but the actual situation is not satisfactory.

"Your bedroom is not small, you deserve to be the captain." Daisy sighed while visiting Hill's bedroom. Most soldiers only have a rest room of more than ten square meters, while Hill's bedroom is more than two hundred square meters.

There is no shortage of various furnishings in the room, and the stacking of furniture is just like normal life, and it is not obvious that it is on the aircraft carrier.

Back in her room, without the gaze of her subordinates, and without the need to maintain the captain's majesty, Hill was obviously relieved, she was lying on the sofa without image, letting Daisy look around.

"It's not as good as your big villa." Hill said a bit sour. Born in an environment where money is supreme, it is a lie to say that it is not envy, but Hill feels that he really has no money-making ability.

"Do you have any secret to making money? In order to maintain the morale of the agents on the mothership, some money must be spent, but the funds allocated by the bureau are too small." When it comes to money, Hill is a little irritable.

As the captain of the mother ship, she is now the person in charge of the sub-base. Although unlike those Nimitz-class aircraft carriers, which have 5,000 or 6,000 people, there are nearly 3,000 special agents, soldiers and employees assigned to her daily. people.

How to keep these crew members fighting in the voyage and maintain an optimistic and positive state made her spend a lot of time.

She serves food 24 hours a day, experienced chefs, and various indoor amusement facilities. She can also realize a small part of it through her own contacts, but the enthusiasm of the crew can only be maintained at a low level. After all, there is still no money.

When it came to money, Daisy was embarrassed for a while. She really didn't know how to introduce herself and her advanced experience.

In its report to the Security Council, the brine egg clearly stated that the US$5.5 billion was used for the development of the first flying aircraft carrier in human history.

Regardless of whether it is the council, the military, or the high-level governments and congresses who know it, they think this number is a bit large, but considering the military's commitment to let S.H.I.

Including the money for the three reactors, the total R&D expenditure decided by Nick Fury became 3.8 billion in Daisy's hands...

She did not mention the specific amount very tacitly, and tacitly agreed that the money in her hands was 5.5 billion.

To draw a gourd in the same way, she also followed the rules. The actual budget of 50 million steel funds was allocated for 40 million in three phases. It was delayed until the completion of the project, but she reported still 50 million.

This is true for the reactor, steel, and various materials. According to her calculations, 3 billion can be converted.

She doesn't have any psychological burden. For her, this is hard money. In order to save materials and not let Hill fly down, she really worked hard, using artificial intelligence to help, so that she can also earn money. The modification is completed without reducing the quality of the mothership.

All kinds of intricate accounts have to be settled, and at the same time they have to be concealed to be transferred back to their own accounts. Daisy and the maid are laughing and talking, as if they are all settling accounts in their dreams.

She has worked so hard to earn 800 million, and the bittern has taken at least 1.7 billion. This is the difference caused by different positions.

But this advanced experience can only be understood, she can't talk to Hill, or even mention it.

From the perspective of the headquarters, the smaller the funds in the hands of the sub-base, the easier it is to control. To be fair, whether it is in the Pierce era or the Nick Fury era~lightnovelpub.net~ they are all controlling the finances of the sub-base to maintain Authority of the headquarters.

Of course, Daisy, who calls herself the chief, will not dig her own corner. She taught Hill a way to learn how the remaining branch bases are. In the end, she is the one who is unlucky, at least she thinks she is herself.

For this reason, Daisy can only help Hill think of a few ways to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. In fact, coffee does not need to be provided for free all the time. The sea is so cool, the air conditioner can also be turned off in time. Sports on the mothership are held as appropriate, and so on. . It really doesn't work. She can contribute some funds privately, but the finances of the sub-base must be strictly controlled.

In their room, they naturally wanted to release some pressure from each other. Daisy was a little surprised to discover the other side of Hill. This guy seemed to have put down his defenses and disguise in his own territory, and his appearance was extremely wild.

From the bathroom to the living room and finally to the bedroom, clothes were scattered all over the place...

While the fighting was going on, they heard a knock on the door.

The "Tuk Tuk" voice is not rushed or slow, but it sounds like a thunder in the ears of the two beautiful women.

Hill was shocked, and gave Daisy a fierce look, meaning that it was all to blame for you, and he had to be in the headquarters, what should I do this time!

"Just say I'm resting. I'll talk about it tomorrow." Daisy lay beside her ear, her voice extremely low.

Unfortunately, before Hill could speak, the person outside the door spoke first: "Hill? Are you there?"

It was the voice of their good friend Sharon Carter.

Hill's hair was a bit messy, and she gestured Daisy what to do with her eyes.

Daisy waved her hand desperately, indicating that she could not let Sharon see it.

The eye contact between the two was a little long, and Sharon seemed to feel something wrong outside, and the suspicion that belonged to the agent appeared: "Are you all right? Hill are you there?"

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