Going Into the World!

"I am once again confident in the greatness of the United States. I order you to further develop this great legacy that has been given to us and to make it such a great nation that will continue to be the center of the world, just as the United States has been leading the world so far!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

A loud shout erupts from the mouths of those gathered at the inauguration ceremony in the presidential decree of Kerry. The broadcast said that approximately 600,000 people were gathered. You can also feel the power of the United States when you voluntarily see people like this coming out in cold weather.

During the speech, I saw the Director of National Intelligence, Secretary of Defense Eton, and Director of the CIA in the back of the platform, and I felt relieved in that scene.

"Isn't it a shame you can't be there?"

Sitting on the couch, watching the TV hard, I get a little sentimental, and Jennifer approaches me and sits next to me. I feel warm on the soft fuselage leaning on me, and I lift my arms up and put them slightly on Jennifer's shoulders.

"It's freezing out there, so why are you sitting in that chair with your hands up or your hair down? I can't shake my face. Look at that guy. Your cheeks are all red. I like watching it on TV in a warm house."

These words were true, but even though it is daytime, it is almost freezing. Everyone has a strong sense of cold and awkward.

I decided not to attend the inauguration, even though I was first in line for Kerry's election. It is because he decided that he did not need to go to the front.

I know they're clumsy, and I'm afraid they won't be there, but I've already seated two of my people in the administration, and I've had a lot of friendly people, so I don't want to get anyone's attention again.

And even if I go there, I can't sit in the front. Presidents and government officials need to sit in the front and back so they don't have to go and face each other. Somehow, the inauguration was thought to be very frustrating.

"Are you going to the party? I'm a little sorry if I didn't get there."

"Haha! If you want to go, just say so. It's all over your face."

"Heh heh. John's been so busy lately. And at the end of the year..."

Jennifer, who loves to talk to people like that, hasn't been around as much this year as she has. I took care of Jina, but I was busy.

"Shall we go to dinner tomorrow night? It's gonna be a lot of stuff all week, but tomorrow's the main event."

Events such as parties and meals for those who have worked hard for several days since the inauguration of the new president and for supporters who have funded it are usually held.

Parties for volunteers are more expensive than free. There is a lot of talk because the meal is $2,500 per person and the party is $5,000, etc., but it is also a practice because the money from this is to cover the inaugural event fee.

In addition to parties that are openly available to the public, there are also parties with presidents, bystanders, ministers of government and key figures and supporters leading the next government. I have decided to attend this private party. The others decided to take a look at the situation.

"Aigoo, you'll be busy tomorrow morning. I have to do my hair, I have to do my manicure, I have to do my pedicure, and..."

Jennifer, who I'm excited about, is laying around, and she's still pretty enough, but she seems to have a lot of work to do every time she goes to a party. I wouldn't go if I were you.

"Change into warmer clothes. It's freezing out here."

I think we left LA around 2: 00 p.m., but when we got to Washington, it was a little after 5: 00. I checked the weather with the TV on board, so I'm hanging a little on the video. At night, it comes down to three degrees below zero.

"We'll get to the car anyway. You can wear a thick coat."

"Hardly anything can come out of this."

Jennifer told me to just put on a thick coat and get ready and get off the plane on the ladder. I get in the car that I was waiting for, and I leave for the city.

Sunday evenings are so crowded in the city that it takes me quite a while to get to the promised location. I wasn't bored because I went to go talk to Jennifer in the back seat, but at the end of January, I sometimes feel a little different when I'm in LA going up to 24-25 degrees, like today. I think I saw snowflakes piled up on the side of the road outside the window. When did it snow?

I arrived at the party and was guided into the event. It looks like people are already here to say hello or talk to people they know.

"Oh! Oh, John! Here, here."

As you walk into the hall and look around, you see General Schwartz smiling and talking to people on the right. When my eyes meet me, I wave my hands and call out to me. After that, I walked to you because I saw faces that I knew.

“What brings you here? When I came in, I saw what I was doing. ”

“Surprisingly, I was right. Director Putray here is a decent man, too. ”

Surprisingly, Paneta and Director Putray joked because they looked so natural to General Schwartz and Director Eaton that they seemed like old friends. Then General Schwartz stood up and replied.

Jennifer and I spoke to some people, and Jennifer knew both Secretary Paneta and General Schwartz well, but failed to formally greet Director Eaton and Director Putray.

After saying goodbye, I suddenly feel curious and admired when I look around, but I don't know if it's because the administration's realities are coming together or because the Director of National Intelligence, the Secretary of Defense and the CIA are together. It may be both.

"Would you like to come over to my Capella and have dinner with us? It's nice to talk quietly."

"Hoho. Of course it's me. How's everybody?"

Director Eaton's wife responds to Jennifer's suggestion and looks around, but other wives argue that it's a good idea. These are the impressions everyone likes to play with. I can't help but chatting while eating something delicious.

Once the wives start talking, the men keep stopping, unable to find a time for the conversation. Suddenly, I was mute too, because Jennifer and her wives gave it to me and I was excited to talk to them.

I'm getting a little bored and I'm starting to notice, pretending to go get some food. I followed the men who had seen my behavior. They all went to the table and put some food on the plate. I brought some simple food to the table as a buffet to appease the marketplace before it was official.

"Here's a group of scary people. Haha."

The men are laughing and talking, and Edward, the vice president, approaches us with a joke about when he entered the party.

"Well, I'm not that scary."

I answered jokingly because I was unconsciously distracted by people's eyes, but I'm at least an entrepreneur on the outside. Of course, I'm not happy behind it.

"By the way, you seem to know each other very well from over there."

"Mr. Putray recently found out, but other people have a connection. In particular, Chairman Kim and I have a bit of a history."

"Yes? A bad story?"

Panetta, the oldest, suddenly gives a wrong answer, and Edward looks puzzled. Secretary Panetta used to tell me that the school foundation used to send him to collect money.

"Later on, I went to see Chairman Kim too often, but how is it going at school? The dean is my close guardian, so it's not easy for me to say no. I thought I had to get underneath it anyway, so I kept going. I tend to have a thick face."

"Oh? But you're not very conscious, are you? I felt sorry for him."

Hahahaha, hahaha...

Because Secretary Panetta has made a big deal of it. Everyone laughs when I give them a pinky glass with a crooked face.

"So make sure you repay the debt."

He told Panetta, joking as if he was joking that he was begging me.

I know the defense budget is a little over $400 billion next year, but if it's been bothering me, I need to know the grace.

I'm not that greedy. I just want to do a project in the field of 'win-win' that will help the defense and the group at Johnston Techno Center, full of talented people.

That's what relationships are for, but if you need to research something or make a weapon, you should do it while you know it. Taking on a project when you're not good at it is a 'problem' for the helping party, but if the Johnstone group is confident in their skills and talents, you can say "ancestor."

The Johnstone Group is not producing weapons, and is mainly interested in the robotics and space business, although Boeing Company, the leader in the space business, raised US $11 billion last year in space business, and nearly half of that was a government contract.

Melon orbital Science also has many government projects, because it cannot do space business without the private sector. Especially since the private satellite business itself has suffered from a major surge in recent years, Boeing has also had a major setback for three years, which has changed management and closed down the business unit.

No matter how much money I have, I can't order satellites without a reason. Of course, government projects are a prerequisite for survival, because they require making money and building skills. Behind the scenes of the executive team and the board of orbital science offering me a share and a majority shareholder, there is a desire for me to use my strength.

Suddenly, it's noisy around here, and I follow the crowd, and President Kerry and his wife are entering the party. It is realistic to be a real president when you shake hands with people while walking along the path that split to the left and to the right.

"Oh, John. If you were in Washington, you should have come to see me."

The president who found me as he came inside pretended to know me in a hurry. I felt the gaze of the people at the party floor pour out at once because I shouted aloud whether I did it on purpose or really enjoyed it. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, but I got attention again.

"I saw you on TV, and you were a little foggy yesterday."

I shook my hand and whispered in my ear. It's because I saw a lot of grinding on my neck yesterday.

"Hahaha, did you?"

I laugh aloud at what I say. Is this a winner's lap? Unlike before, it is increasingly confident.

"Hello? I think your faces are glowing today."

Jennifer, who quickly came to my side while chatting, greets Madam Maria. Jennifer, who is good at flying, has a pleasant smile on her face. Even though the person who is born is different, it doesn't matter, it quickly changes the atmosphere.

"Miss Jennifer is getting prettier and prettier. It's my first time seeing you this early. We often eat together. And I hear your husband helped him a lot. Thank you."

"Oh, of course. I'll say hello often."

Jennifer, who has heard the compliment of Maria, is also relieved. She gives me a curious look while answering quickly looking at me. Because I don't know how I helped.

I look at President Kerry because she seems to know something. She nods slightly. Maybe he said something to the First Lady.

Maria was the widow of the Heinze family, famously known as Ketchup, before her remarriage to Kerry in '92. There is between $600 and $700 million of property on the outside, but what I have found is over $2 billion. Of course, it's more than that if I reveal more of what I've been hiding.

During the election period, a lot of campaign funds came from his wife, probably because he was a water drinker and a patron.

"We seem to be holding on to the President and the President for too long. The others will envy me at this rate."

When I talked about it, it was too long because I was not surprisingly speechless. Suddenly, after 15 minutes, Jennifer wakes up and gives me the strength to hold my arm.

As soon as I entered the main character of the day, I urged you to go as soon as I felt that the party was not going well because I was holding it.

"Huh, is that so? Okay, well, we'll talk about it later."

When I feel a little sorry, I smile as if it's nothing, and start to greet others with my wife.

I asked Director Eaton to introduce me to the people because there's still time for the party to officially begin, and Secretary Paneta, who I've heard about, suggests that he knows a lot of people. It's a big place.

Suddenly, we all moved along with Secretary Paneta, which allowed us to get acquainted with the administrative staff. Those who do not know the immediate situation ask very little why I am getting so much attention today who did not attend the inauguration ceremony, but I just slapped it with a nice smile.

People were struggling with each other, and they all came in and talked for a relatively long time, so they all came out very favorably. As I was walking around for a while, the party started officially, and I sat down in the VIP seat in the front with the president, the vice president, and the ministers of state.

This way, everything will be out in the open. Shit. '

Unlike Jennifer, who was excited to sit at her best, I didn't like the attention of people. I don't go to the inauguration ceremony to be the boss of something else, and President Kerry meets me every time, which is a total waste of time. I pretend to be close to President Kerry as he tries to ensnare me. This guy's a real hard-ass.

Artwork Reviews

I want to give you a little bit of a back story. The things about satellites and space power generation and charging long-range drones are clearly controversial, and the author's imagination is there as well.

[What is the appropriate altitude for Skynet SM1? What's the speed? Do you think you can redirect or steer? How are spacecraft propelled? What about satellites?]

[How much do you charge? A billion dollars is enough for a civilian satellite, plus a billion dollars for speed control and redirection?]

[How many kilometers of wireless charging? What is the price? What is the current skill level?]

To answer the above questions, I've read 20-30 articles, forums, and netizens.

To highlight the dramatic aspects of fiction, we used the word "sudden stop," but most people think it's true. The author's goal, contrary to factual reviews, is to wrap it up like the truth, not "100%" scientifically.

For example, Boeing's pages on solar energy show that it was not feasible because of political problems (such as allocation of space budgets) rather than technical problems, and we confirmed the fact that other articles and data support this claim.

We found that wireless charging distances were also successful in delivering 20 watts to 150 kilos on the ground, so we decided to call them "random."

Again, we looked for an article on the satellite that could shoot power to the ground right away, and we confirmed it, so we just applied it without considering the current technology level of the Johnstone group.

In other data, whether the current technology has an economy of $750,000/kw, how far down the satellite has to go to be safe, and the drone's power requirements are usually 15 to 20 watts, we just decided that it wouldn't be hard to make a decision with the current technology.

(Luckily, the company won't call this weekend. There's still time, so let's give it a try.)