Chapter 917: Naval Commander

Li Zitao felt lucky to be able to meet the goddess in his heart in advance.

But the goddess was not as perfect as he had imagined, and also created a trace of imperfection.

‘Maybe, I should give her some help and enjoy a young love? ’ Li Zitao showed a thoughtful expression, rubbing his chin with his hands and thinking shamelessly.

"Mr. Charlie...Mr." Finding that he was distracted, Hepburn raised her voice to wake him up.

"Sorry... what did you just say?" Li Zitao looked at her and asked.

"I need your help, and my hometown, the Netherlands, also needs your help." Hepburn said earnestly, raising her head and looking directly into his eyes.

help?

The whole world needs help right now, and no one can stay out of it.

If Li Zitao had the ability, he would have rescued the Far East from the flames of war long ago.

However, he can still provide a little help.

"Miss Hepburn." Li Zitao took out the check book from his pocket, signed the six-digit number and handed it to her, saying, "This is all I can do, I hope it will help you."

From the beginning to the end, he was only emphasizing that it was a help to Hepburn.

There is no mention of the lofty but distant slogans such as the country and righteousness.

Looking at the astronomical figures on the check, the dizzying '0' number, Hepburn covered her mouth with her hand in surprise.

"Thank you, Mr. Charlie, you are a kind and good man." Hepburn took the check and bowed excitedly to him.

"You're welcome." He took back the checkbook indifferently.

Li Zitao changed the subject and asked casually, "Are you interested in having dinner together?"

Hepburn was obviously stunned for a moment, lowered her head hesitantly, thinking about something.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to know more about the situation in the Netherlands, after all my wife's grandmother is still the queen of the Netherlands."

That's a good reason, at least from Hepburn's point of view.

As the husband of Princess Adelaide, knowing the war situation in the Netherlands and Europe is what he should have done.

In Hepburn's opinion, no one knew the rebels there better than she did.

After all, she was one of those people before coming to America.

And she brought her mother to the United States not only for safety, but also for more important work to do.

That is to raise funds, find more assistance from the outside world, and assist the rebels to tide over the difficulties and win the final victory.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

After coming to the United States, what Hepburn wanted to do did not improve.

It's her job as a model for Playboy that allows her to get a good salary.

Half of the money will be handed over to the rebels through the encouragement group she used to belong to, and will be used to support the war with FXS.

Although it is a drop in the bucket, Hepburn is also helping her country in her own way and doing her best.

It was previously speculated that the person who could make Alex respect and even flatter him might be Charlie Lee.

When he stepped forward boldly, Hepburn just had the mentality of trying.

Didn't think of a try,

There was an extra check for $100,000 in her hand.

"Okay, I'm happy." Hepburn smiled slightly, her smaller body looked extraordinarily weak, as if she had westernized Sister Lin in the book.

"I will send someone to pick you up at that time...then, goodbye." He raised his hand and looked at the time. Li Zitao still had some things to do as soon as possible.

Pearl Harbor.

As a naval station on the home defense line, Washington requested a comprehensive reconstruction after the Japanese attack.

A water bunker, a new, comprehensive radar station.

More hidden watchtowers and fortifications on the breakwaters are even more impregnable.

The shame and tragedy that happened in the past must never be repeated.

The core parts of these projects are all contracted by Bechtel because it is the only company that meets the standards.

Fast speed, strong technology, and hard quality have become the magic weapon for Bechtel to win.

Li Zitao came to the port not only to check the progress of the project, but also to make personal friends with the commander-in-chief of the Pacific Fleet.

Chester William Nimitz, after the outbreak of the Pacific War, served as the commander of the Pacific Fleet and the commander-in-chief of the Allied Forces in the Pacific Theater.

It can be said that he is the absolute leader over the Pacific Ocean, and no transfer can escape his hands.

Import and export of food required by Mobil, Hualian, and Golden Arches, etc.

These industries are all involved in ocean transportation. With Nimitz's care, while reducing troubles, it can also ensure the safety and priority of goods.

"Nimitz." Walking into the newly built milky white office building, Li Zitao happened to meet Nimitz who was coming from inside.

"Charlie..." Opening his arms and giving each other a manly hug, Nimitz hooked his shoulders and laughed heartily: "Man, you really should come here a few more times."

"Why?" Li Zitao also smiled back.

"Because of that, I can justifiably be lazy." Nimitz blinked deliberately, with a weird and funny expression to eliminate the strangeness.

"Come on!" Leading him into the commander's office, before Li Zitao could sit still, Nimitz took out a half bottle of vodka from the drawer of the filing cabinet next to him.

"It's my treasure. I got it from the Soviets." Nimitz opened the bottle cap with bright eyes, and took a deep breath in front of him intoxicated.

"I really should have filmed this scene." Li Zitao joked.

"We're friends...that would get me bored by the media." Nimitz shook his head pretending to be distressed.

Since the sneak attack 4 years ago, the United States has been involved in the war, and many situations at that time have also been disclosed by the media and investigated by the government.

Although the military launched the unlucky guy as a scapegoat, Pearl Harbor still attracted the attention of all walks of life.

If news of his drinking on the job came out, the media and the public would not let him go easily, no matter what happened or not.

Literal swords are sometimes more terrifying than steel cannonballs.

"Wow..." After finishing the vodka in the glass, Li Zitao, who thought he was used to drinking wine as water, grinned and frowned, completely surprised by its taste.

"This is the wine that men should drink." Nimitz laughed loudly and put the wine glass back on the table, making a 'clang' sound.

"...Are you sure it's wine, not industrial alcohol?" Li Zitao grinned and pursed his lips, still unable to accept Nimitz's preferences.

Can this thing also be called wine?

Not to mention Li Zitao who has tasted countless good wines now, even if he was young and energetic in his previous life, the fake Taibai he drank with others, tastes countless times better than it.

"Charlie, it's my favorite wine...it's great." Nimitz said in a very serious tone.

It looks like if he disagrees, he will have a real fight with him.