Chapter 812 Young people are such a hassle



Old Zheng waved his hand, and this time Ah Yang reacted very quickly. He immediately took out a soft cloth specially for cleaning glasses, took Old Zheng's reading glasses, and carefully wiped them clean.

The old man held the paper very carefully.

Fan Xiaofan stretched her wrists and stood up. Old Zheng and A Yang had already started looking at it.

Just like before, the initial numerical calculations were still somewhat legible, but when he encountered something beyond the scope of the subject, he stopped there and quickly called Xiao Fan over, saying, "Xiao Fan, this is..."

Fan Xiaofan ran up to them and began to explain each formula to them earnestly.

When we were in school, teachers might have taught us to just memorize the formula and use it. But people like Professor Zheng and A-Yang, who are focused on scientific research, are more likely to get to the bottom of things.

If it were someone else, they might be asked these questions, but Fan Xiaofan knew these principles perfectly well, which was like opening up a new world for Elder Zheng and the other person.

These figures represent the most precise data that Fan Xiaofan has collected based on China's current technological capabilities, allowing for the manufacture of various parts within this range. Of course, manufacturing such parts now is definitely too late...

What they did was to rely on this data to achieve a sense of honor even in defeat in their so-called friendly competition with the Soviet Union.

Of course, even if we successfully produce the final product using this data, it is still far behind that of the Su country. Some simple foods may win by freshness, but some technological bottlenecks cannot be overcome simply by crossing boundaries. It takes time to develop.

Back at the Aviation Industry Research Institute, Qu Chaowu paused as he returned to his lab to conduct his research, then asked, "Was she invited back by Professor Zheng?"

The assistant in charge of observation paused for a moment, then quickly continued what he was doing and said, "Yes, Comrade Xiao Fan was specially invited back... But Comrade Xiao Fan is really talented. Her observations are very meticulous. If it weren't for her, we probably would have had a major setback last time."

Qu Chaowu nodded. He had no objection to Fan Xiaofan, but considering that Shi Lingheng seemed to have anticipated that Fan Xiaofan would come to the Aviation Industry Institute again when he left, he asked him to take good care of him.

He raised an eyebrow, recalling the tone of Shi Lingheng's casual mention of Fan Xiaofan...

They're really young.

However, he did not take Shi Lingheng's instructions seriously. No matter how secure a place is, there are always loopholes. Wasn't that what happened to Shi Lingyun back then?

"I'll go see what they're doing. You continue the experiment..."

Qu Chaowu took off his gloves to leave, and his assistant quickly exclaimed, "Hey!" Everyone at the Aviation Industry Institute knew that Qu Chaowu and Old Zheng were at odds. Wasn't Comrade Xiao Fan currently with Old Zheng?

If their boss goes back, won't he start clashing with Old Zheng again...?

Sigh, it's so frustrating. As an assistant, I also have to deal with their boss's emotional issues.

The assistant hurriedly called for someone to follow.

As soon as Qu Chaowu approached Professor Zheng's research room, Professor Zheng's people immediately became alert, as if he had come to cause trouble.

But after knocking on the door for a long time, no one answered.

While Fan Xiaofan and the others were listening attentively to her present the data, Qu Chaowu had already reached the entrance of the research lab.

He curled his lips into a mocking smile, looking at the man whose face clearly showed anxiety, and said, "What, are you in such a hurry to notify Old Zheng that I'm coming to cause trouble?"

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