"Eight years." Ning Miao answered.

"Is there any manuscript or AI chip that has been put into use?" Zhang Jinghua asked again.

Ning Miao seemed to understand something, and her slender fingers on the armrest were tapping lightly, like a very regular rhythm, and like a urging melody.

"The manuscript was thrown away as trash by the servants a long time ago, and the chip... is there."

Hearing this, Zhang Jinghua breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "Which chip has been put into production?"

"Ah, it's the first and second generation Red Dragon. They were discontinued not long ago."

The Red Dragon AI chip has always been the flagship product of the Red Dragon Group and has now been updated to the fourth generation.

First- and second-generation chips have been phased out and are no longer produced.

Zhang Jinghua didn't think much about it, but thought of the short-lived rumor a few days ago, and asked: "Do you know Chen Jin and sold this knowledge patent to Red Dragon?"

Ning Miao thought about it, and it seemed like that.

So he replied obediently: "Yes."

"That's easy to handle. It's like this. In the preliminary round of the Northern Division of the National College Chip Competition, there is a competition topic for the master's team, which is very similar to the mixed probability calculation method you proposed."

"I checked and found out that one of the team members is the biological daughter of your adoptive parents, named Ning Yu."

"I heard Teacher Qi Dong mentioned this theory and was very impressed, so I asked your teacher first."

"I will call you only after confirmation."

"When you proposed this theory, was it done by you alone without anyone else participating?" Zhang Jinghua asked again to confirm.

When Ning Miao heard this, her lips curled up slightly meaningfully: "Well, yes."

As she answered, she picked up her phone and scrolled through Chen Jin's WeChat.

"Don't worry about this, study hard, and if it's convenient, send me Chen Jin's WeChat account, and I'll discuss with him how to deal with it."

"Plagiarists will not benefit from it."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Zhang." Ning Miao thanked him politely and respectfully, and asked: "By the way, teacher, is he okay? How is his energy lately?"

Zhang Jinghua's expression paused, and there was a hint of heaviness in his eyes, but he said with a smile: "He is receiving the best treatment, and his appetite has improved a lot recently, so you don't have to worry, study hard in Nancheng, and make more friends."

Ning Miao's fingers on the armrest suddenly stopped.

"Well, then I'm relieved." She said in her usual tone, changing the subject, "Uncle Zhang, I just wanted to call you and I have a favor to ask of you."

"You're welcome, just tell me." Zhang Jinghua said with a smile.

"I have a friend who is very talented in physics. He got a perfect score of 200 in the preliminary round of this physics competition. He is about to participate in the provincial semi-finals and needs to do experimental exercises."

"But he is relatively introverted. I would like to ask you to help find a physics competition coach and give him one-on-one training. The expenses incurred will be charged to me."

Zhang Jinghua promised: "No problem, leave it to me to arrange this matter, but the fees are too outrageous. How can I ask you to pay them? Don't mention any more tuition fees, I will be angry."

Ning Miao smiled and said: "Thank you Uncle Zhang, I will send you his personal information and time schedule."

…

Half past ten in the evening.

Ning Miao walked out of the Red Dragon R&D Center with Chen Jin again.

This time Ning Miao obediently wore a mask, a hat, and loose clothes, looking indistinguishable from male to female.

When she walked out of the gate of the Red Dragon Group, she ordered as she walked: "There are no problems with the closed beta test of the Blue Dragon Generation. The test team will write out the report as soon as possible, and then..."

Swish! Swish! Swish!

A convoy of luxury cars suddenly turned from the intersection in front of them from far to near. The moment Ning Miao saw the convoy, she stopped and said nothing.

Chen Jin also turned his head and looked over.

Seeing the stretched Lincoln in the middle with the Tilling family crest flag fluttering in the wind, Chen Jin clenched his hands and deep veins appeared on the back of his hands.

He looked at Ning Miao with questioning eyes.
Chapter completed!