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Finally, after much negotiation, the school successfully secured three large grants. Wang Aiguo was delighted by this, as their semiconductor materials research group had been struggling with funding constraints.

All things are difficult at the beginning. Standing on the shoulders of their predecessors, they have now achieved some success.

He believed that China would soon have its own chips. And if those in the United States continued to impose sanctions, there would be no need to export to China in the future. They could just keep the chips for themselves.

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Before the awards ceremony, the school leadership had another conversation with the students in the dorm. Their awards were meant to motivate the students, not to be given arbitrarily, so distribution was crucial. He still needed to ask a few more questions of the students.

————"Peng Chengfan was the first to bring it up, and then with the guidance of Teacher Wang, we all participated in some of it. Oh, by the way, Peng Chengfan also contributed to the design of the printer..."

————"Yes, it was Peng Chengfan's idea. He did a lot of preparatory work, and the idea is basically mature. The ink cartridges and chips were all proposed by Peng Chengfan..."

----"right!"

————“That’s right!”

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The three people on the far left of the line spoke one by one, starting from the right. "We built this printer together, and no one should be left behind!"

The school leader looked at this row of students who did not take any credit for themselves, nodded with satisfaction, and asked them to go back and wait for good news.

Good news? What good news? A whole dormitory left without a clue. Then, a week later, without a clue, they received a generous bonus.

It's really quite generous! Generally speaking, the highest award at school is 200 yuan, but they each got 800 yuan, and Peng Chengfan got 2,000 yuan!

In addition to this generous bonus, each of them received a patent certificate and a licensing agreement. The above details the terms of the patent license. It's described as a one-time licensing fee—or as a payment per product produced that incorporates the patent.

Of course, this authorization contract depends on their willingness, and the conditions in it can also be negotiated...

That's a lot of money! Everyone in the dormitory was stunned by the number. San Tiao was also a little dazed. He was a little happy, and then he wanted to make more money!

He wondered if his mother was home right now. He wanted to write her a letter and send her all the money, telling her to spend it as she pleased.

...Of course, they weren't at home. Cheng Zhenzhu was leading a few of the other dogs around City B. Since they had to train most of the time, they only visited during their breaks and played by themselves the rest of the time.

Liu Tiao was the one who kept a tight rein on time. He had to cook lunch for his brothers! He'd already chosen a gift: a fountain pen. He'd also bought two bottles of ink, so he could write lots of letters...

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was the day of separation.

On the day of leaving, Liu Tiao was particularly reluctant to leave. He hugged one brother and then another, sniffed, and secretly wiped away a few tears.

Fang Ze bent his neck and hugged his younger brother tightly, and also hugged his seventh, eighth, and ninth younger brothers.

"Brother Fang Ze, I will be as powerful as you in the future!" Liu Tiao stared at the bright flag on the flagpole with a serious tone.

"Liu Tiao will be more powerful than me!" Fang Ze looked at his tenacious brother intently with a look of certainty.

When Liu Tiao heard this, he felt greatly recognized, and his expression suddenly became arrogant. "Then I will become the most powerful soldier in the future. I will have two guns, one for each person. And I will also have a knife flying from my foot!"

Liu Tiao with two guns and a flying knife under his feet? Cheng Zhenzhu couldn't help but imagine that scene. She felt that Liu Tiao should be more realistic and be his sniper...

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"Okay, let's go! Feel free to contact me if you have any questions." Cheng Zhenzhu said to Yitiao, and was also saying this to Liutiao's brother Fang Ze.

"Yeah!" Yitiao and Fang Ze both nodded, and then watched them leave.

Fang Ze looked at the receding figure and couldn't help but wish that his brother and the others' vacation would be longer, so that they could spend more time with him...

As the saying goes, minds think alike. Liu Tiao, who was on the train, had the same thought. He just hated how fast time flies! Why does the time at school usually go by so slowly?

Isn't it all about time? Why are you still making things difficult for him? Liu Tiao held his cheek in his hand, feeling extremely depressed.

Bajiao was also feeling a little sad. His vacation wasn't enough, and his happiness had vanished in a flash! His brother had just told him he was going back to give him extra lessons and even asked him to write two more pages...

"Mom, mom, mom, which brother's should we go to play next time?" Jiu Tiao's homework was simple and he had already finished it. He was in a good mood at the moment, sitting on the bed and fiddling with his schoolbag, like a busy little bird.

Without waiting for an answer, Jiutiao quickly said, "Let's go play with Santiao brother! Then next time, go to Nitiao brother's place, we have to go to all of them..."

"Well, let's go to Brother Sanjo first." Qijo joined in Jiujo's self-questioning and answering.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang~"

The train whizzed past with the sound of the wind.

After Cheng Zhenzhu returned home with a few well-prepared fish, she met her parents and Mr. Wang at home. It was hard to ignore their straightforward gazes.

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