บท 560: The Spectacular American Rally

The Indian driver's words allowed Zhang Lisheng to drop half of the stone in his heart. It seemed like the situation had started to develop in the best ending he expected.

The young man sighed with relief and shrugged as he said, "I don't have such a good enthusiasm to go to Washington to lash at the compromisation and the peace between White House and the aliens. If such a method worked, then there would be no meaning for the existence of nuclear weapons and the light energy warships anymore..."

When his words left his mouth, his phone began to ring. He picked it up and the respectful voice of Charlie's secretary resonated, "Sir, American Airlines has a flight from New York to Washington in half an hour. If you can't make it for this flight, then we can book an air route 55 minutes later. A private jet is faster than the average civil aviation, so you can reach Washington ten minutes later than the civil flight at most…"