"Mainly, my family won't allow me to launch a rocket myself. Otherwise, I'd just build one myself. It's not a big deal anyway; I can still build rockets."
Jiang Cheng's words were so casual that Xiang Dong's blood pressure rose once again.
Man, you still want to build a rocket yourself? You are too ambitious! Why don't you just go to the heavens?
Xiang Dong inwardly lamented madly, as it was the only way to ease his current mood.
But soon he thought, Jiang Cheng actually has the ability to build a rocket; maybe he really could go to the heavens on his own.
For someone like Jiang Cheng, rocket technology isn't really difficult, plus he has enough money to achieve this goal.
Finally, Xiang Dong accepted the fact that Jiang Cheng really was going to launch his own micro-satellite this time.
If you truly have this idea, I can ask the authorities to see if it's possible, but I can't guarantee anything; after all, it's not something I can decide."
