A week later, Qian Zilin came over with a huge stack of documents, all of which were from engineering talents.
The main areas involved include hydrology and water resources, hydraulics and river dynamics, hydraulic structure engineering, water conservancy and hydropower engineering, etc.
"How is it, do you like it?"
Ling Yue flipped through the books casually and found that the few people she found were people who had participated in major projects, such as the Jinsha River Hydropower Station, Dujiangyan, etc.
"Do these people have such rich experiences?" Ling Yue asked in disbelief.
Based on this resume alone, would these people be interested in her small task of repairing the dam?
Ling Yue expressed her concern.
She had a good idea, because all the important rivers in the south have dams, which are the result of the long history.
However, in history, these dams have collapsed time and again. It was not due to the impact of engineering, but rather the impact of water flow over the years. Even the strongest walls will eventually age.
Of course, there have been many cases of falsification in this regard in history, but such a problem has not occurred since the founding of the country.
Qian Zilin saw that Ling Yue's worry was just a false one and immediately waved his hand: "Hey, that's true. Even a mosquito is meat. There is no trivial matter for the people. If everyone kills a mosquito, there will be 400 million of them in our country. You think it's small, but they don't."
Hearing this, Ling Yue looked at Qian Zilin and nodded helplessly.
"Okay then. Once I've made my choice, please notify me."
After sending Qian Zilin away, Ling Yue was not idle either. She handed the resume to No. 7 and then went to work on the plan herself.
The next morning, Ling Yue followed Qian Zilin to the Forbidden City to report with the plan, drawings and list.
Xiangzhong was in a meeting at the time, and Lingyue was sitting in the office, staring at the microcomputer boredly.
There was no one else in the office except her and Qian Zilin.
Qian Zilin had long known that the little thing on Ling Yue's wrist was extraordinary. Now that he had time, he stared at it for a while.
Ling Yue felt a burning gaze and turned her head to look over.
Qian Zilin was startled and immediately looked away.
Ling Yue shook her head helplessly. The older Qian Zilin got, the more curious he became. It was great that he could still do scientific research for decades in this state.
What scientists fear least is curiosity. Once curiosity is gone, the heart will be like a stagnant pool of water, and it will be difficult to stir up any more waves.
"Uncle Qian is curious?" Ling Yue raised her eyebrows and asked.
Qian Zilin touched his nose embarrassedly and nodded.
It's really curious. It seems that only Ling Yue can see this thing. Even if they sit closer, it's empty.
"This is a microcomputer. Theoretically, it's a technology called holographic projection, based on the principles of interference and diffraction. However, this thing is best suited for cheating when the genetic sequence is unknown, so I don't plan to share the technology for the time being."
Qian Zilin nodded, not quite understanding. This holographic projection seemed very similar to the movie shown on the dam, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
It is obviously not the same thing, and genetic research is still needed.
Qian Zilin sighed. He knew Ling Yue was strong, but he didn't know she was this strong.
Sometimes, his pitiful self-esteem would be shattered into pieces and he would have to squat on the ground and slowly pick it up.
"What's wrong, Uncle Qian?" Ling Yue lowered her head slightly and frowned from time to time as she looked at Qian Zilin.
Qian Zilin shook his head helplessly: "It's okay, it's right not to take this thing out. Current technology can't completely eliminate its influence, so we can't do this."
Ling Yue had thought of this aspect at the beginning, so she kept it a secret and only a few people who were familiar with her knew about it.
"It's fine if it's not in production, but it can still be used in some places," Qian Zilin thought for a moment and said, "Ling Yue is like our country's diplomats and some people in special jobs. Their working environment is actually very dangerous and secretive."
"If there was something like this, even if it couldn't be used like you, but could hold a phone, it could save their lives, don't you think?"
Ling Yue:......
This has nothing to do with the microcomputer on her wrist, which is called the Little Talent smartwatch.
"I know what you mean," Ling Yue didn't want to give birth, but there was no equipment here, and everything had to be done by hand.
It had taken all her energy to make this. She was alone, with the help of Number Seven, and only then did she produce it when her body had reached its limit.
If we want to quickly produce in large quantities telephones that can alarm and communicate, and are small and easy to carry, the current technology is not enough.
At least the photolithography machine must be developed. In addition to the photolithography machine, there are also plasma etching machines, ion implantation machines, reactive ion etching systems, single crystal furnaces, wafer dicing machines, wafer thinning machines, vapor phase epitaxial furnace equipment, etc.
Just one lithography machine is tiring enough, but it’s not impossible.
"Okay, I'll go back and get the equipment information. You can have someone get the necessary instruments first, and then think about these things."
At this time, Ling Yue was thinking that fortunately the satellite that was originally made was a communication satellite. If it was something else, then either she would have to make a new satellite, or she would have to build network towers across the country.
The latter is time-consuming and laborious, and the former... she is lazy!
Qian Zilin didn't know what Ling Yue was thinking, he only knew that Ling Yue agreed, and he immediately took on the task excitedly.
There was actually another main reason why he said this, which was that all their communications were cut off in order to return to their country.
The most important reason why he was able to deliver the letter to Xiangzhong smoothly was that his letter had been traveling on the other side of the ocean for half a year.
In the end, it was his good friend who risked his life to deliver the letter to Comrade Xiangzhong.
At that moment, he realized the importance of communication, which could save lives if used properly.
After waiting for two hours and finishing the conversation, Xiangzhong pushed the door open and came in: "You're here, okay, sit down, and talk."
Ling Yue and the other person withdrew their thoughts and handed the plans and drawings in the document package to Xiangzhong, along with a list of key engineers.
"Is it ready?"
Xiangzhong was secretly amazed. It had only been a month since he heard about it. Ling Yue's work efficiency was really enviable.
He looked up at Qian Zilin, as if to say, "Are you ashamed?"
Qian Zilin was not afraid. Who was Ling Yue? Not only was she his niece, but she was also from their Fifth Academy. The way others looked at him, what could they call it? That was envy.
Xiangzhong looked at the list. These people were all familiar to him. He couldn't understand the plan and the specific data, but he could still understand the final conclusion.
Xiangzhong asked, "Are you not planning to oversee this project yourself?"
The name Chief Engineer was marked on the list, and he recognized these words.
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