Chapter 102: You can’t call a partner without quarreling

Lian Qiao quickly got started to help, and her first task was to stuff the discarded documents into the shredder.

The specific process is as follows: Bai Zhen sits at this end of the dining table, sorting out waste materials. He pushes the sorted documents to Lao Wang at the other end of the table. Lao Wang's job is to stamp the cover of the document to make it waste paper, then stand it upright, pause, align it and hand it to Lian Qiao. Lian Qiao stands beside the coffee table and hands the waste paper handed over by Lao Wang to Zhao Bowen, who finally stuffs it into the shredder - a rough estimate shows that the distance from Bai Zhen's seat to the shredder on the coffee table is no more than five meters. Within these five meters, the waste paper is transferred by four people, with one person responsible for one meter on average. Section Chief Wang calls it process-based, rule-based and institutionalized, with clear division of labor and teamwork, which is an internationally advanced level of administrative management and project implementation.

Since then, the staffing of the headquarters lobby of the Turn Back the Future to Save the World Amateur Radio Emergency Communications Command has increased from five staff members to six.

Wang Ning precisely arranged the extra post in the middle of the process of throwing away waste paper between himself and Zhao Bowen (Old Wang lamented that it was not easy to insert a post in this environment of staff reduction). Later, Section Chief Wang reported to his superiors in the weekly report summarized at the weekend: After careful consideration by the headquarters, with a pragmatic attitude and democratic voting, it absorbed a wide range of opinions and formulated plans adapted to local conditions. Captain liaison officer and counselor Comrade Lian Qiao decided to serve as the director of the document transfer office of the emergency communication headquarters to reverse the future and save the world. This is an important hub position, core position, and key position. It is a bridge connecting the flow of information between the headquarters and the top, and the key to ensuring the security of the headquarters' documents and information. It is the foundation on which the normal operation of the headquarters depends, and it is the driving force for the great task of saving mankind. It is the source of the determination and firm belief to win this battle. We have reason to believe that with the strong assistance of Comrade Lian Qiao, all mankind will definitely move one step closer to the final victory!

Lian Qiao: But I just handed over a few pieces of paper?

Whenever this happened, Wang Ning always felt that it was a waste of his talent to be only a section chief with his superb administrative management skills.

"Has the Changchun Institute of Optics, Fine Mechanics and Physics called?" Zhao Bowen asked.

Lao Bai glanced at the four mobile phones placed in a row on the coffee table.

"No."

"What about the Eighth Hospital?"

"No."

"What about the Fifth House?"

"No."

Zhao Bowen scratched his head. At this moment when he was in a hurry and wanted to run with a whip, the fact that there was no call for two days meant that something was wrong.

"I'll give them a call and ask."

Lao Zhao decided to ask the aerospace team about the progress in person.

He picked up a mobile phone, looked through his WeChat address book, and dialed the number.

"Hello? I'm Zhao Bo..."

Old Zhao didn't finish his sentence.

"What's wrong?" The others looked over.

"Hang up." Zhao Bowen changed his phone and called again.

"Hello? I'm Zhao..."

Hang up again.

"Old Bai, give them a call." Zhao Bowen asked Bai Zhen to make the call. "I'll give you the phone number."

Bai Zhen dialed the phone.

"Hello? Hello, this is the Nanjing Command Center, I'm Bai Zhen..."

"Is it connected?" Zhao Bowen asked.

"Yes."

"He said he was looking for Teacher Sun and asked if he was in the office." Zhao Bowen said.

"I'm looking for Mr. Sun. Is he in the office?" Bai Zhen said, "Oh... he's there, right? Okay, okay, please ask him to come over and answer the phone..."

Bai Zhen handed over the phone.

Old Zhao was not polite at all. He took the phone and said straight to the point: "Hello, this is the Nanjing Command Center. I'm Zhao Bowen. Please let Teacher Sun answer the phone."

"Teacher Zhao, please... wait a moment." The voice on the phone suddenly became timid, "I... I'll go call the teacher..."

Then, Lao Zhao heard a soft "click" sound, and the other party put the phone on the table. Then someone on the other end of the phone shouted faintly: "The Iron Hand is coming to chase you! The Iron Hand is coming to chase you! Silly children, run!"

After a while, the bad news came. Teacher Sun accidentally caught his fingernail when he was about to rush to answer the phone and leave his office to close the door. He was seriously injured and fell into a coma. He was in critical condition and was immediately rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. Therefore, he was unable to answer Zhao Bowen's call. I am very sorry and regretful.

"Bah!" Zhao Bowen cursed and threw his phone on the sofa, "You're deserting the battlefield! You can't even build a satellite! What's the use of you!"

Aerospace Group: Damn it, if you have the ability, come and do it.

The work of the aerospace group is the basis for the next plan. Zhao Bowen hopes that they can launch a telemetry satellite to conduct precise mapping and optical reconnaissance of the Qinhuai District, Gulou District and Xuanwu District of Nanjing in twenty years. In particular, they need to grasp the location of the big eyeball and its movement trajectory. If enough data on the big eyeball can be collected, then the computer group may be able to establish a prediction model for its movement. People are eager to get more information about the big eyeball. They all know that the big eyeball is the culprit of human extinction, but everyone knows very little about them. Understanding the big eyeball is a top priority, but it is impossible to let BG4MSR go forward to the risk area for close reconnaissance. Satellites are the most powerful and covert means of reconnaissance in the hands of humans. This is a pair of eyes standing at an altitude of 200 kilometers. Compared with the sensitivity of the eyes, humans may not be worse than big eyeballs.

The above are Zhao Bowen’s considerations.

But in the eyes of the aerospace team, Zhao Bowen is just an outsider talking nonsense. The gap between satellites is bigger than that between people and dogs. The small-scale cubic satellite is a satellite, and the flying aircraft carrier like the American Keyhole is also a satellite. Can they be the same? You need to quickly scan the area of ​​Qinhuai, Gulou, and Xuanwu, a total of 180 square kilometers, build a GIS vector map of the city, and capture dynamic targets within a scale of less than 10 meters like the big eyeball, and analyze its behavior and trajectory. Do you know how large the field of view and resolution you need? Do you know how big and heavy this satellite will be? Do you know that no matter what it is, it will not be light as long as it is equipped with a lens? Do you know what it means to be poor for three generations of photography? Do you know how much transportation capacity is needed to send such a thing into the sky?

The most outrageous thing is that you want this thing to leave the earth for twenty years, and then come back after twenty years, and be able to enter orbit accurately when it comes back. All of the above must be completed autonomously in a completely uncontrolled state. This is fucking outrageous. What if your satellite has become a spirit?

The people at Changchun Institute of Optics, Fine Mechanics and Physics speak in Northeastern dialect.

Zhao Bowen: Don’t listen to my nonsense. I don’t care how you complete it. You must complete it anyway. The girl is still waiting.

Lian Qiao looked a little dazed.

Lao Bai kindly reminded her: "It's a normal operation, just get used to it. If there is no quarrel between Party A and Party B, can they still be called partners?"

"We quarreled at the head of the bed and made up at the foot of the bed." Lao Wang said, "Relationships are built through quarrels. Quarrels are healthier."

Lian Qiao nodded.

At this time, the sound of unlocking came from the door, and with a "creak", the door was pushed open. It turned out that Bai Yang came back. He was wearing trousers and a black sweatshirt, and walked into the entrance hall to change his shoes.

"Yang Yang is back?"

"Where did you go this afternoon?"

"I went to accompany He Leqin to repair his computer. The screen of his Dell Ultrabook was debonding and cracked..." Bai Yang took off his shoes and stuffed them into the shoe rack, put on his slippers, stood up, looked around the living room, and suddenly froze.

His eyes fell on Lian Qiao and he took a step back:

“You you you you you you you you you…”

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(Author Jun's idle talk: It's time for a friendly recommendation. I recommend a book, "I filled in the wrong application form and entered the university's immortal cultivation class.")

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