"Then, I'll take the kids out for a walk to digest their food."
Qin Nian also felt she needed to go out for a walk, and the children happily followed her.
"Poor thing, we should have prepared more things for Niannian back then."
Yang Yufen couldn't help but sigh.
Professor Wen was also heartbroken.
"Everyone says things are better abroad than here, so how come people are starving like this? Niannian used to eat so little. It's not easy to get Niannian to eat even a single bite. Luckily, we have plenty of food."
"Actually, the food abroad just looks fancy, but it's not very tasty. The meat is undercooked and has a strong fishy smell."
Dean Hu couldn't help but sigh.
In the same scene, Fan Juan restrained herself as much as possible in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' canteen, but she still ate several bowls of rice. The braised pork rice was so delicious.
"Comrade Fan Juan, the food in our canteen smells so good, are you really not considering staying?"
They really couldn't bear to let go of such excellent diplomatic talent who was going to the Ministry of Economic Affairs.
"Our Ministry of Economic Affairs' cafeteria chefs are also very skilled, no less so than yours."
They finally managed to transfer someone into their Ministry of Economic Affairs, and the people there immediately panicked when they heard about it.
"Ahem, we all cooperate with each other. I'm always ready to help whenever you need me."
Fan Juan quickly explained, "Oh, I couldn't help it for a moment," and subtly rubbed her stomach.
Fan Juan's decision to go to the Ministry of Economic Affairs was also made after she had more contact with people abroad in the past two years. A weak country has no diplomacy, the economic base determines the superstructure, and developing the economy is of paramount importance.
Thinking about the money she had earned, she had a solid financial foundation, but all she lacked was a project. Fan Juan's first thought was to find Qin Nian.
To build a technologically advanced nation, since development and investment are necessary, why not make use of what we already have? Research requires money, but simply investing isn't enough; we need to circulate that investment. We need to conduct research, use technology to generate funds for even greater research, and integrate technology into our lives.
They had lived abroad together, experienced many new things, and were able to connect with each other more easily. Of course, Qin Nian also had some money, so this was a powerful alliance between them.
This cannot be achieved by simply having an idea; it requires a plan—a feasible, implementable, and sustainable plan.
Fan Juan didn't sleep all night, thinking and writing down her plans and ideas as she went.
Qin Nian didn't sleep after coaxing the child. Shen Xianjun was granted a day off by his superiors. When Shen Xianjun saw Qin Nian looking for paper and pen, he went over to help her.
"what are you up to?"
"Some things flashed through my mind and I wanted to write them down. I also talked a lot with my teacher today. Our country's current scientific research conditions are limited. I need to organize what's in my mind and improve the current conditions first, so that I can organize the knowledge that is usable under the limited conditions."
After Qin Nian finished speaking, she looked at Shen Xianjun with some apology.
"I won't bother you. Is the light bright enough? There's a desk lamp over there for the child; I'll go get it for you."
Upon hearing this, Shen Xianjun immediately became serious about such an important matter. Since the establishment of the National Defense University, the more he learned, the more he realized the importance of scientific research.
"good."
Qin Nian nodded.
Shen Xianjun brought over a desk lamp, and Qin Nian wrote very quickly. However, when Shen Xianjun looked at the various symbols on the paper, he found that he couldn't understand them at all.
However, Shen Xianjun really meant it. He was even afraid that he would snore while sleeping, so he just sat quietly by her side. When he got really bored, he gently fanned Qin Nian with a fan to drive away the mosquitoes.
Qin Nian wrote for five or six hours straight, completely oblivious to the time difference. Nighttime was when she was most energetic, and by the time she realized it, the clock had struck three, and her stomach was rumbling.
"I'll go cook you a bowl of noodles."
Shen Xianjun put down his fan and stood up.
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