"Plan?" She looked at him. "You're waiting for the plan?" She pointed a finger at him. "Well here is the plan." She clicked a few things on her data pad and the room display cleared. "A number of prominent Bretonians have indicated to me they intend to make a number of personal donations to us." The screen started to flash with the images of some of the donators appearing. "Secondly we haven't been fulfilling the demand in outside of Bretonian for Fluorine nor Tungsten so we'll be increasing exports of them." As some of the faces faded on the display images of tungsten and fluorine replaced them. "And also we'll bring into use a number of the projects R&D have had ready for the last five years but no one had the balls to implement." She looked to Lincoln her steely determined look staring across at his smug looking face.
