Zhou Dingshan looked at the USB flash drive in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he stood up suddenly: "Did he really say that?"
"Yes, leader, what Captain Tang actually said was that Academician Zhou repeatedly emphasized that this USB flash drive is extremely important, so he did not dare to delay at all, so he sent it over as quickly as possible."
The man in military uniform with a resolute face replied.
"Okay, I get it."
Zhou Dingshan nodded and was about to wave his hand to let him leave, but he said again: "Go and call Director Zhao and Ji Yuan of the institute over."
"receive."
...........
It didn't take long.
The courtyard becomes lively late at night.
The gray-haired Dean Zhao brought over a bulky computer. After opening it... what was displayed inside was not an operating system well known to the public.
Instead, it has the symbol of a flying dragon.
The interface is extremely simple.
Dean Zhao inserted the USB flash drive into the computer.
Take a closer look.
The storage capacity of the data in the USB flash drive is extremely large.
Zhou Dingshan and Ji Yuan also came over.
Under the joint gaze of everyone.
Dean Zhao clicked on the contents of the USB flash drive.
When you see clearly the items inside.
Everyone present widened their eyes and said nothing for a long time.
Dean Zhao even rubbed his eyes and put on his reading glasses to confirm that he had seen correctly.
Ji Yuan also had a strange look on his face.
Zhou Dingshan took a closer look, then without any hesitation, he hurriedly put on a piece of clothing and said to Dean Zhao and Ji Yuan: "Old Zhao, Xiao Ji, bring your computer and USB flash drive and go out with me.
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"clear."
The two followed soon after.
Then we got on the jeep.
Under the escort of several jeeps, we drove all the way out of the courtyard.
...........
in the room.
On the projector, a 3D graphic of a fighter jet flying into the sky shuttled across the sky.
The triangular fighter plane has a streamlined fuselage and looks extremely smooth.
The wings on both sides are like an eagle spreading its wings.
The engine roars.
Like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.
The various weapons it carries are enough to allow it to gallop through the blue sky and white clouds, making it difficult for it to encounter an opponent.
The old people sitting there fell into silence.
No one spoke.
What Zhou Xing gave them this time was no less shocking than the previous 2-nanometer lithography machine drawings.
Lithography machines are important.
Likewise, fighter planes are also extremely important.
Having the strength to protect everything is the prerequisite.
Otherwise, these are just empty words.
After a while.
The old man in Tang suit looked at Zhou Dingshan and asked uncertainly: "Is this true?"
"Um."
Zhou Dingshan also nodded.
Dean Zhao on the side looked excited and took the initiative to introduce: "It is equipped with detailed parameters, whether it is the appearance, the metal used, or the internal engine, and the weapons it is equipped with, they are all extremely detailed."
"After a simple simulation on the way here, we found that it is indeed feasible. We have not found any problems for the time being. However, we need to further study the details with colleagues."
"If everything is true, then the attributes of this fighter, including the combustion efficiency of the engine and all aspects of performance, are far superior to those of the previous generation. It is more powerful, more fuel-efficient, and much more maneuverable."
The sound of old people gasping for air could be heard in the room.
Old people were suddenly woken up in the middle of the night.
There are also some opinions.
There was no look of fatigue on their faces now, and their eyes were fixed on the big screen.
Instead, he looked excited.
Very excited.
"This is how the same thing?"
The old man in Tang suit broke the silence and asked proactively.
Zhou Dingshan twitched the corner of his mouth and said a little speechlessly: "My eldest grandson said it was the latest research result of his technology company, so he handed it over overnight."
"Tech company?"
The old man in Tang suit looked a little confused and said: "I remember...he hasn't been established yet. Where did the results come from?"
"You also know that our company has not yet been established, so we arranged for so many scientific researchers to go there, including some old guys. Even Lao Zhao had an idea. If I hadn't stopped him, he would have gone too."
Zhou Dingshan also did not give them any face: "You really think that my eldest grandson is a fool, can't you see your thoughts?"
The white-haired Dean Zhao on the side also smiled sheepishly.
But he had some regrets.
As a scientific researcher, the most important thing in life is scientific research.
Although Zhou Xing is young, he can come up with a 2-nanometer lithography machine. No matter where he got it from, it can always benefit them a lot.
Naturally, I also want to join his company and study hard.
Now, the design drawings of fifth-generation fighter jets have been released.
If Zhou Dingshan hadn't stopped him, he would have really wanted to go.
"Pity."
Dean Zhao sighed in his heart, feeling a little regretful.
The other old people immediately understood what Zhou Xing meant.
You do the first grade of junior high school, and I do the fifteenth grade.
Zhou Xing was protesting to them and expressing his speechlessness.
It's just that they don't feel disgusted at all, they just feel very happy and can't wait to have this happen again.
The old man in Tang suit also smiled awkwardly: "I'm not thinking that since your precious grandson is capable and motivated, since he is willing to open this technology company, we can contribute some efforts, such as scientific research.
, you also know that we are too far behind others, we all see it in our eyes and are anxious in our hearts."
Zhou Dingshan said helplessly: "The key point is that you are too impatient, and you haven't even written your horoscope yet."
"What does it sound like to stare at a little guy like this?"
"Don't pay attention to your identity."
Being scolded by Zhou Dingshan, a group of old people all had smiles on their faces.
They had just given Zhou Xing the identity of a fighter jet designer, but they turned around and sent him a real design drawing.
Then if he claims to the outside world that he can produce nuclear fusion with his hands...
A bold idea suddenly appeared in the old people's minds.
"Stop, stop, stop."
Zhou Dingshan saw what these old guys were thinking: "Hurry up and put your thoughts away for me. I really think that my grandson is omnipotent and has made a wishing tree... whatever he wants comes to him."
"Ahem..."
The old people also find that they seem to care less about their image and think too much about the beautiful things.
But they all understand each other tacitly.
No one mentioned the origin of this USB flash drive or how Zhou Xing got it.
After all, he is so young.
First, there are design drawings of 2-nanometer lithography machines, and then there are fifth-generation fighter jets.
Put food into their mouths.
It’s been done to this extent.
They can just accept it eagerly.
I wish I could support Zhou Xing and let him produce more.
What else is there to dig out and ask for the bottom?
What kind of bike do you want?
If you have to find out what's going on, aren't you making yourself uncomfortable?