"Computer," Qian Zilin said with a smile that almost made his eyes disappear. "Old Zou is really awesome. He built it for me in just over twenty days."

"Hey, hey, go slow, don't break it, handle it with care."

As he spoke, Qian Zilin hurried forward to help.

"Old Qian, is this our computer?" Liang Tian received the news belatedly, put on his patched cloth shoes as slippers, and ran over.

"That's it," Qian Zilin looked at Liang Tian who rushed over to the cardboard box and pulled him back: "This is our treasure, please be gentle."

Liang Tian smiled with wrinkles all over his face, pointing to the one closest to him and saying, "Hey, I want this one, it's destined for me. Hey, Xiao Song, move it to my office."

Qian Zilin yelled, "Wait, wait, how did this become yours, Xiao Song? Who do you belong to? Why do you listen to everyone?"

A normal delivery turned into a robbery scene.

Ling Yue shook her head helplessly, seeing that there was nothing for her to do here, and walked back to her office.

He turns on his computer, stretches his fingers a bit, and then starts typing. Once he gets into work mode, Ling Yue's expression is always serious, with a tense little face, just like a cultivator entering a meditative state.

After the computer was installed according to the drawings, Qian Zilin looked around and found that Ling Yue had disappeared. He had no choice but to stagger to the laboratory to look for her.

He knocked on the door twice but no one answered. If Tang Nancheng hadn't been standing at the door, he would have thought there was no one inside.

Qian Zilin pushed the door open and walked in. Ling Yue didn't notice him. She looked at him from behind for a while, and her expression became more and more serious.

If he was not mistaken, Ling Yue was writing a satellite project plan.

This discovery made Qian Zilin forget the reason why he came to find Ling Yue, and he said directly: "Ling Yue."

Ling Yue was startled and her vision went dark for two seconds. After she came to her senses, she looked at Qian Zilin unhappily.

Unfortunately, Qian Zilin couldn't care whether Ling Yue was angry or not. If this report was really a satellite project plan, it would be too big and too important.

"Ling Yue, is this a satellite project?" It was a question, but the tone was affirmative.

He has studied and worked abroad for twenty years, it is impossible that he cannot even see this.

Ling Yue didn't want to hide it, because this plan needed to be reported to Qian Zilin anyway.

She nodded and said, "Yes, I'll probably be done in a few days. Do you want to see it now or after I'm done?"

Ling Yue asked, it’s okay to read it now, since the results, references, etc. will be explained later.

The results can actually be seen from the previous analysis.

Qian Zilin naturally thought that if he didn't know, it would be fine. If he knew and could still wait at home safely, it only meant that the matter was not urgent.

"Now, quick, type it out."

Ling Yue nodded, turned on the printer, clicked print, and finished it in one go.

It's over 500 pages, so it'll take at least 20 minutes.

Waiting was a waste of time, so Ling Yue simply asked, "Uncle Qian, do you want to talk to me about something?"

Hearing this, Qian Zilin suddenly thought of something and said to Ling Yue absentmindedly, "It's like this, Xiao Yueya, the computer has been installed, but we still need you to be a little teacher for a while and teach them how to use it."

Ling Yue did not refuse after hearing this. This thing really could not be used without teaching.

"For regular office work, you can learn it in a few days. Just practice typing more. However, the calculation group, control group, design group, etc. require professional software, so it may take about half a month."

When Qian Zilin heard the term for the first time, he asked hurriedly, "What is software?"

Ling Yue:......

"It's a string of symbols that can be combined to form different uses."

Qian Zilin nodded as if he understood, and stopped asking questions. As long as it existed and could be done, that would be fine.

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements then, but there's no rush for this matter. Let me take a look at your plan first."

Ling Yue smiled silently, stood up and moved around a little. Her waist and back felt a little uncomfortable after sitting for a long time.

After printing, Ling Yue casually handed it to Qian Zilin. The corners of his mouth twitched a little. If Ling Yue's plan was reasonable, then this attitude now was too casual.

Looking at it from the beginning, there is no directory, so it should be unfinished.

At over 500 pages long, the plan seemed very detailed to him, even describing future difficulties and how to resolve them.

Time passed minute by minute, and the only sounds in the entire laboratory were the typing sounds and Qian Zilin's rapid breathing.

At noon, Tang Nancheng knocked on the door and came in: "Comrade Lingyue, it's time to go to dinner."

Ling Yue was busy now and had no time to pay attention to him. She just nodded casually, and her hands did not slow down at all. Qian Zilin was immersed in the plan and did not react at all.

Tang Nancheng took a look and thought, okay, both the old man and the child are workaholics.

Thinking of this, Tang Nancheng took out the lunch box from the cabinet, closed the door, and went to the cafeteria to bring back the food.

Half an hour later, Tang Nancheng came in and put the lunch box next to Ling Yue, then went out and stood there.

Qian Zilin finally finished reading. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask about some knowledge points, but then he remembered that Ling Yue had been scared by him just now.

Thinking about it, he rolled up the plan and quickly left Ling Yue's laboratory: "Xiao Song, prepare the car!"

Then he trotted to the office, got a bag, solemnly put the plan in it, picked up the bag and walked out.

Liang Tian was just about to go find him, and when he saw him come out, he smiled and said, "Old Qian, the computer..."

Before he could finish, Qian Zilin had already run a long way away. A voice came from afar: "I have something to do now. Let's talk when I get back."

Liang Tian was left standing there, scratching his head blankly: "What's going on? Why is it so urgent?"

Qian Zilin was of course anxious. He wished he had wings to fly to the Forbidden City.

More than half an hour later, Qian Zilin stood in Xiangzhong's office.

"Xiao Zhang, I'm looking for Comrade Xiangzhong."

Qian Zilin said hurriedly.

If Ling Yue was here, she would definitely be able to recognize that this person's voice was the same as the one from the last phone call.

"Then you'll have to wait. Comrade Xiangzhong is still in a meeting and has a full schedule today."

Qian Zilin was extremely anxious when he heard this and said hurriedly, "Tell him to give me half an hour no matter what. This matter is urgent and important."

Zhang Mo Ran realized this was urgent, so he quickly wrote it down: "Okay, I'll pass it on. Please sit here and wait for a while."

Qian Zilin sat on the sofa, getting up and walking back and forth from time to time, looking at the time every now and then. An hour seemed much longer than usual to him, like being tortured in a frying pan.

"Click!" The mechanical sound of the door handle was heard, and Qian Zilin quickly turned around.

"Comrade Zilin, I'm sorry to have kept you so long..."

Qian Zilin was in no mood to be polite and took out the document: "Comrade Xiangzhong, take a look at this."

Xiangzhong looked down and saw a stack of three centimeters thick paper placed in front of him.

I picked it up doubtfully, and saw the words "Artificial Satellite - General Communication Satellite Project Plan Work Book" written on it.