From Mr. President to His Majesty
29 Mr. President, you’re a genius

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The next morning, Andy walked out of the studio with a stack of blueprints.

"Mr. President."

As soon as she stepped out of the studio, a pleasant and respectful voice entered Andy's ears. Scarlet, who was standing at the side of the door, came up to her.

Andy looked at Scarlet's tired face and raised his eyebrows slightly. He said in a dissatisfied tone,""Didn't I tell you to rest yesterday? You still stayed here the whole night?”

" My duty is to protect Mr. President's safety. If Mr. President doesn't sleep, I won't…"

Before Scarlet could finish speaking, Andy stretched out his hand and flicked her smooth forehead. He sighed and said helplessly,""This is Uncle Jeff's military factory. Do you think he can't even guarantee my basic safety?”

Scarlet's pretty face turned slightly red upon hearing this. Her fair cheeks were stained with a layer of pink. It was unknown whether she was embarrassed by Andy's words or because of his intimate actions.

Secretary Claire and Emma also walked over. Andy put the blueprints into a file and handed it to Claire."Give this to Uncle Jeff."

" Alright, Mr. President."

Claire accepted the order and left. Andy then looked at Scarlet and said,""Go and rest. You're my bodyguard. You have to rest well to protect my safety, do you hear me?”His last sentence suddenly became serious, and he spoke in a commanding tone.

Scarlet's delicate body trembled as she replied in a stern manner,""Yes, sir!"

Andy smiled in satisfaction and nodded. She turned around and left with Emma.

Scarlet looked at Andy's back as he gradually disappeared into the distance and disappeared into the corner of the corridor. She was in a rare state of absent-mindedness. She raised her hand and touched the spot on her forehead where Andy had flicked her. The corners of her mouth curled into a faint, sweet smile...

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After breakfast, Andy went to find Jeff Morgan.

Emma, who had been following Andy, could not help but say worriedly,"Mr. President, you were busy working on the blueprints last night. Aren't you going to rest?”

"What's the big deal about staying up all night? I didn't sleep for five consecutive days when I was doing academic research at Harvard University.”

Andy said with a faint smile.

Emma's eyes were filled with admiration. After Andy's identity as the only Nobel Prize nominator in economics was exposed, the shocking papers he published in the past naturally became known.

Unknowingly, Andy had become a legend at Harvard University.

Andy and Emma found Jeff Morgan in the laboratory. There were more than ten researchers with white hair and beards. They were discussing something excitedly. Their faces were red and filled with fanaticism. They were holding the design that Andy had asked Claire to give to Jeff Morgan. Claire stood at the side, at a loss. She was completely ignored by the fanaticism of the crowd.

She was the first to see Andy. As if she had seen her savior, she quickly jogged over and said with a bitter face," Mr. President, they became like this after seeing the drawing you gave them. It's so scary…"

"Don't panic. Calm down. Let's wait for them to calm down first.”

Andy said with a smile. She did not say anything to disturb them and waited with Emma and Claire.

After more than ten minutes, everyone finally calmed down. They also noticed Andy and the other two who were waiting at the side.

"Andy, when did you arrive?”

Jeff Morgan saw Andy and quickly walked over to him. He was a little surprised and called him Andy in front of everyone. It was obvious how excited he was.

"I've just arrived. Uncle Jeff, you're having a good discussion, so I didn't want to disturb you.”

Jeff Morgan coughed lightly and turned to look at the researchers. He changed the topic and said,"" Everyone, Mr. President is here. You…"

The researchers only raised their heads to take a look and nodded slightly as a greeting. Then, they continued to discuss the blueprints. No one diverted their attention.

In the eyes of these old scientists, the blueprints in their hands were the most attractive things. What does it have to do with me?

Jeff Morgan's face darkened when he saw this, but he couldn't do anything about these fanatical scientists. He could only sigh and say,""The blueprint in your hands is the result of Mr. President's work.”

These words stopped the discussion among the scientists. They all turned their heads to look at Andy. One of the oldest white old men who looked quite authoritative looked at Andy in disbelief and said with a trembling voice,"You…you drew these blueprints?“

"That's right, it's me."

Andy nodded with a warm smile on his face, looking like a president who was close to the people.

"Genius! Mr. President, you're a genius!"

The old man suddenly said excitedly. He went forward and grabbed Andy's hand. Claire wanted to stop him, but she was stopped by Andy's gaze.

The old white man was still talking to himself." The position of the turbine suspension can actually be changed like this. Not only does it save costs, but it also greatly reduces the wind resistance on the surface of the fighter aircraft. It also has the power and speed of the Trident cruise missile. M416A4…"

The old man told them the details of the optimization of Andy's blueprints one by one, and his tone became more and more high-pitched with each point he said.

After he finished speaking, he paused, held his hand tightly, and said with regret,"Mr. President, you're really burying your talent as president. Your talent should be invested in science. This is the field that suits you the most!”

"I can guarantee that if you are in scientific research, you will definitely be on the list of Nobel Prize winners in the next year!”

Jeff Morgan coughed lightly and reminded the old man,""Just yesterday morning, the Nobel Prize organizing committee announced the list of candidates for this year's Nobel Prize. Mr. President was the only candidate nominated for the Nobel Prize in Economics.”

The group of scientists who were focused on weapon research were dumbfounded.

This…this new president seemed to be ridiculously powerful.

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