There are two households per floor. Room 1602 is on the other side of the stairs, blocked by a very tall bonsai tree.
The door of Meng Fu's place is white, with some wood grain on it, which looks like annual rings. .
At this time, her back was against the white door and the door frame. Su Cheng put one hand around her waist. Her waist was very thin under the loose black cotton jacket.
The other hand was placed behind her head to prevent her head from hitting the door frame.
Meng Fu leaned against the door frame with her head passively tilted back. She wanted to turn her head, but was still caught by the other party. He held her lips, and the tip of his tongue gently swept across her lips, kissing her gently but forcefully.
until--
The big white bird in the middle of the two flapped its wings.
Meng Fu reached out and pushed Su Cheng away. She tilted her head back and said, "Sister Fan is here today, too."
"Yeah." Su Cheng let go of her hand and looked at her increasingly red lips. His eyes were a little deep, but he just glanced at Dabai.
The big white wings were still suspended in mid-air, not flapping down.
...
...
"bite--"
There was the elevator noise again.
Someone got off the elevator on the 16th floor.
Su Cheng reached out and pulled Meng Fu's hat back on, then he lit up the password dial and his slender fingers casually entered the numbers.
"Master, Miss Meng." Su Di came back carrying two large bags of vegetables and greeted them respectfully.
Su Cheng responded to him casually, opened the door and went in, then took out Meng Fu's slippers from the shoe cabinet and asked her to change into them.
Meng Fu just lowered her head and played with the diamond on Dabai's neck.
"Xinchen's house has been bought, and the property certificate is in his room," Su Cheng asked Dabai to come down, "He can move into the house when he comes out tomorrow. I'll let Su Huang be in charge of the pick-up and drop-off."
Su Huang also serves as Jiang Xinchen's coach, so it would be best if he were responsible for picking him up and dropping him off.
Meng Fu sighed at the speed, "Okay, he's starting school too."
In the hall, Zhao Fan was still playing games on her computer. When she looked up and saw Meng Fu and the others coming back, she paused the game and said, "Brother Cheng."
Meng Fu raised her hand towards her, then lazily walked towards the recording studio in her slippers.
He didn't even take off his coat first.
Zhao Fan glanced at Meng Fu, but soon got back to business with Su Cheng.
Su Cheng glanced at Meng Fu's door, then took out his cell phone and made a call.
The voice on the other end of the phone was very respectful and surprised: "Mr. Su?"
Su Cheng responded nonchalantly, "You gave me a research last year, is it still there?"
"Are you talking about nuclear submarines?" the voice on the other end asked cautiously.
Su Cheng went to pour a cup of warm milk, touched the cup with his hand to confirm the temperature, and then picked it up, "No."
“Is that aerospace engineering?”
"Give me the plan." He said lightly.
"Okay! Okay! I'll tell the Academy of Engineering about this news right away!" The voice on the other end was very excited.
Su Cheng put the phone back into his pocket, knocked on the door of the recording studio, and then pushed it open. Dabai squatted at Meng Fu's feet, lazily bent his long neck, and glanced at Su Cheng.
Seeing that she was tuning the instrument, he spoke up, "Drink some milk before recording."
Meng Fu glanced at the milk and said, "Masters never drink milk."
Su Cheng paused, "What is the master doing?"
Meng Fu was silent for a moment, then glanced at him and changed his tone: "A true master drinks eight bowls at a time."
She reached out, picked up the cup and drank the milk.
**
Su family.
Ma Cen was being treated by Dr. Luo. She pressed the corner of her mouth with a snow-white handkerchief and coughed.
Outside, the second elder came in hurriedly, "Madam."
Ma Cen looked up, coughed, and then spoke slowly: "What's wrong?"
"I just..." The second elder's voice was very excited, "I just heard over there that the young master has joined a key project!"
Ma Cen was stunned. She suddenly looked up at the Second Elder and said, "You mean..."
The second elder nodded.
"He is..." Ma Cen murmured, "Has he figured it out and stopped being so stubborn?"
"The young master is the smartest person in our Su family," the second elder was still excited, "He picked up engineering again, and his achievements in the future will only be greater than the old master..."
The second elder suddenly stopped talking halfway.
He glanced at Ma Cen cautiously.
I didn't dare say any more.
Ma Cen took the handkerchief away, as if he hadn't heard what the Second Elder said, "Why did he suddenly go to help with the project?"
"It's not clear over there, but this is a good thing for the domestic engineering community," the second elder smiled, sighing and relieved, "He resigned from the position of chief law enforcement two years ago, but fortunately he came back and returned to engineering this year. He must have let go of the master's matter."
Throughout the capital, only Su Cheng can control the people from several major families.
In terms of strength, no one can compare to him.
When it comes to scheming, the old guys from the major families can't beat him.
Those of the same age as him are still vying for the position of family head, but he is already on par with a few old guys, and no one in the capital dares to confront him.
He is just a lunatic.
The Su family is leaderless. Su's father is missing, and the old man also passed away soon after. The Su family is leaderless, and Second Master Su cannot take control of the situation. The lineage of Su Xian and Ma Cen is in danger.
Su Cheng, who disappeared with Su's father, suddenly came back and announced that Su's father was dead.
He was only seventeen years old at the time, but he was full of violence.
The international training camp won the championship for three consecutive years, and even the people in the Federation were afraid of him. In one year, he became the chief law enforcement officer and took over the Su family.
He fights very hard, the kind that doesn't even risk his life.
Two years ago, he suddenly resigned from his position as chief law enforcement officer, and the Su family was terrified.
Fortunately, he came back later, otherwise the Su family would have been on the verge of collapse.
No one in the entire Su family could catch him. Even Ma Cen didn't know what he was thinking. He looked indifferent, but he was actually colder than he looked.
Now he seemed to have returned to his heyday, and the Second Elder was very happy.
Ma Cen sat in his seat, thinking about the conversation he had with Su Cheng the day before yesterday...
Su Cheng didn't look like he had come to terms with it.
Ma Cen thought in a daze.
**
The next day.
Nuclear submarine research team.
Pei Xi worked overtime all night, but still couldn't figure out the model difference. The whites of her eyes turned slightly red, and she went to the lounge to pour coffee.
Two senior researchers were talking in the lounge.
Pei Xi was very respectful, "Professor."
The two professors didn't know Pei Xi. They nodded at her and continued the previous topic. One of them still looked horrified, "Is this true news? Is that person really back?"
"Sure, it's in the next-door project," the man said with a sigh, "Back then, the Federal Instruments Association sent three invitations in a row..."
The two people walked away while talking while holding teacups.
Pei Xi poured a cup of coffee and listened to what the two senior researchers said, feeling slightly surprised.
Who?
Who is it?
She had just entered the scientific research world and was not clear about many things, so she returned to the office with this question in mind.
In the office, Duan Shenmin was discussing a document with someone. When he saw Pei Xi coming, he looked up and said, "Xixi, did you get any results from your research last night?"
Pei Xi put the coffee on the table and pressed his brows, "Give me a few more days."
Duan Shenmin nodded and calmed everyone down: "Thank you for your hard work."
He watched everyone still busy, inputting the algorithm, was silent for a while, then turned on his phone and dialed Yang Zhaolin.
He originally thought that after Yang Zhaolin left, he would never dial this number again.
"Zhao Lin," Duan Shenmin paused before speaking, "Does your cousin have a solution to the budget state covariance problem she mentioned last time?"
On the phone, Yang Zhaolin was also stunned when he heard Duan Shenmin's words.
He had just left Duan Shenmin's team, so he naturally knew how far the project had progressed.
Last time at Yang's house, Yang Zhaolin discussed the model with Meng Fu.
He remembered that what Meng Fu said was "budget state covariance".
"Is there really a problem?" Yang Zhaolin's voice was very serious.
"Several trace elements leaked," Duan Shenmin habitually bit a cigarette, his eyes were a little deep, "Now the team is fixing the loopholes. It's been a whole day, and there has been no progress at all."
Otherwise, he would not have found Yang Zhaolin.
When one is desperate, he will try any possible cure.
"I'll ask my cousin," Yang Zhaolin didn't agree on behalf of Meng Fu. He left Duan Shenmin's group without permission last time, which had some impact on the people in that group. He said that Duan Shenmin could go to him if she had any problems. "But I won't help you persuade her. I'll just convey your meaning to her."
Duan Shenmin breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."
Yang Zhaolin hung up the phone and set off to go to the aerospace engineering base with Meng Fu.
They will join the team with Dean Li today.
The engineering base is connected to the Engineering Academy, and you need to wear protective clothing when entering.
Meng Fu took out her official work number, clocked in at the door, and went in with Yang Zhaolin. As for Jin Zhiyuan and Meng Xun, since they were marginal researchers, they did not need to come in with Meng Fu today.
The aerospace engineering base is somewhat similar to the nuclear submarine base.
There are also fuel experiments here, so everyone who comes in wears simple protective clothing. Dean Li brings Meng Fu and Yang Zhaolin in: "Our main activity venue is here."
There is a lot of space inside, with twelve supercomputers, a pile of files, and small blackboards scattered around with models drawn on them or calculation formulas written on them.
"We can't make any mistakes in our calculations," Dean Li took them to familiarize themselves with the environment before speaking, "I was supposed to take you to a meeting today, but someone came down from above to take charge."
Having said this, Dean Li hurried to the elevator entrance and said, "I will be there soon, too. You two should get familiar with the environment and wait for me."
Yang Zhaolin looked at Dean Li's back, a little surprised, "Can I be transferred to the position of general manager now?"
He had worked in nuclear submarine engineering, so he naturally knew the specific procedures.
It is indeed unreasonable to suddenly drop someone in.
Meng Fu didn't care much. She raised her eyes, picked up a calculation model on the table, and said slowly: "I don't know."
She never cared about things that had nothing to do with her.
Yang Zhaolin nodded. He put aside his curiosity and turned to the work number on Meng Fu's neck. That was his official work number. "Cousin, your work number..."
Meng Fu lowered her head and reached out to play with her work number. There was nothing new about it. "What's wrong with this work number?"
"CA1937, that's awesome. Most people have to wait until they are 35 years old to get the work number of the Academy of Engineering." Yang Zhaolin finally couldn't help but speak.
"It's a six-digit work number, or a thousand-digit work number." Meng Fu let go of his hand and didn't care too much.
Clearly not interested.
Yang Zhaolin, who didn't even have an official work number, felt a little uncomfortable. "A thousand-character rank is very impressive for someone of your age. Dean Li only has a ten-character rank."
Everyone knows that President Li’s employee number is C0098.
Meng Fu nodded perfunctorily.
**
Yang Zhaolin thought of what Duan Shenmin said again. He tilted his head slightly and said, "Cousin, Captain Duan told me that they had an accident during the actual combat."
Meng Fu pulled out a chair, sat down and looked through the computational model to determine the current progress of Dean Li's team.
Hearing this, she was not surprised, her eyelashes drooped, "Oh."
Yang Zhaolin had originally suspected that Meng Fu was not talking nonsense, and then when he saw that even Dean Li had invited her, he became even more certain of his judgment of her.
Meng Fu's answer was also within his expectations. Yang Zhaolin said carefully: "Captain Duan contacted me yesterday and asked me to ask you if there is any way to solve this model."
After Yang Zhaolin finished speaking, he looked at Meng Fu.
Meng Fu turned another page and spoke in a nonchalant manner: "That's about right."
Yang Zhaolin: “…”
He found it difficult to even ask.
After a long while, he finally spoke, "Captain Duan wants you to help solve the problem. No one in his team can solve this loophole right now. The price is the same as last time."
Meng Fu finally raised her head.
This kind of research team has a lot of R&D funds, but the salaries of researchers are not very high, but Duan Shenmin is rich.
Among the big families in Beijing, none of them is short of money.
Apart from other things, the He family likes to collect antiques, and their private collection room is no less than a small museum.
Duan Shenmin's family was favored by the Ren family, and all the good things were sent to the Duan family. Duan Shenmin was not short of money either.
Meng Fu solved the algorithm, which directly allowed their team to catch up with the progress, and he paid for it out of his own pocket.
One million.
Meng Fu looked at Yang Zhaolin and said seriously: "It is everyone's responsibility to contribute to the country."
"Cousin, I'll go back to the Yang family with you later."
Yang Zhaolin: “…”
**
Meng Fu left the base and did not go back, but went back to Yang's house with Yang Zhaolin.
She sat in the back seat of Yang Zhaolin's car and made a phone call. "Yes, I'm with my cousin. I won't be back at night."
Yang Zhaolin was driving in front and glanced at the rearview mirror. In the rearview mirror, Meng Fu's expression was relaxed. Although she was also lazy, she did not have the kind of world-weary and casual look that Yang Zhaolin was used to seeing.
Looks very happy.
Yang Zhaolin raised his eyebrows.
After Meng Fu hung up the phone, Yang Zhaolin asked with a smile, "Who is it?"
He remembered that Meng Fu had mentioned more than once that she had a senior brother.
Thinking of her senior brother, Yang Zhaolin was moved again. Who could Meng Fu's senior brother be?
"My assistant." Meng Fu was turning the phone in one hand, supporting her chin with the other hand, leaning lazily against the car window.
"Assistant?" Yang Zhaolin glanced at the rearview mirror again, somewhat unconvinced.
Yang family.
When Meng Fu arrived, Yang Lai was talking to a middle-aged man, Pei's father.
Father Pei seemed to be much more tired recently, with fatigue in his eyes, and his expression was very sincere when he spoke to Yang Lai.
But Yang Lai remained indifferent.
It wasn't until he saw Meng Fu and Yang Zhaolin coming in that Yang Lai's expression improved a lot, "Afu, why are you here?"
"My cousin wants to see me for something," Yang Zhaolin said without looking at Father Pei. He said hello to Yang Lai and took Meng Fu upstairs, "Dad, my cousin and I can use your study room for a while."
The two went upstairs.
Yang Laicai looked at Father Pei, who had his hands on the wheelchair, his eyes dark, "It's no use for you to come to me for this matter, go away."
He closed his eyes slightly.
Father Pei looked at Yang Lai and was sure that he was really ruthless. He staggered a step and then went out.
After he left, Yang Lai's cell phone in his pocket rang.
Yang Lai looked down and saw that it was Old Lady Duan. The old lady's voice was still majestic: "I can't control you now."
Yang Lai didn't say anything.
Old Madam Duan took a deep breath, feeling very disappointed. "What on earth are you and Zhao Lin trying to do? Don't you care about your future? What good will it do you to offend Duan Shenmin and Xixi?!"
"Are you afraid that we will influence you?" Yang Lai said.
Mrs. Duan paused for a moment, and only her breathing could be heard. "Just for Yang Baozhu? What can she do for you? Help you run the company or help you become famous throughout the country? For her, you actually want to break up with Xixi and give her 5 percentage points? What did you give Xixi and Baoyi?"
"She is your daughter," Yang Lai frowned and interrupted politely, "My sister."
Old Mrs. Duan only has Yang Lai as her son, so naturally she cares about him. Seeing him defending Yang Baozhu so much, she didn't want to listen to anything Yang Baozhu said and hung up the phone directly.
Outside, Yang Hua and Mrs. Yang came back.
Yang Lai hung up the phone without changing his expression.
As soon as Yang Hua came back, she went to the greenhouse. She had always treasured her flowers. For Yang Hua, Madam Yang even gave up a large space in her greenhouse.
Mrs. Yang saw Pei's father on the road and naturally knew that the Pei family had come to see Yang Lai.
She did not go to the flower room with Yang Hua, but sat next to Yang Lai, frowning and asking, "The old lady is looking for you again."
Yang Lai said calmly, "Don't tell Baozhu."
"It would be best if she never recognized Baozhu in her life." Mrs. Yang sneered.
Yang Lai didn't mention it anymore, and Madam Yang didn't want to mention it anymore. "Do you have any good people in the business world to introduce to Baozhu?"
Yang Hua has always been alone, and Mrs. Yang is worried about this.
She had looked for quite a few people herself, but felt that none of them were suitable.
"Ask her when the time comes," Yang Lai glanced at Madam Yang, "Don't let her hear about what happened at the Duan family."
Both of them took care of Yang Hua. Yang Hua didn't want to go to adult college or learn the etiquette of socialites, so they both indulged her. Mainly Yang Lai, who already felt sorry for Yang Hua. Why would Yang Lai interfere with what she wanted to do when she came back?
Originally, Yang Hua could have become a socialite like Yang Baoyi, married into a good family, and had a high level of education.
Outside the door, Yang Hua came back after looking at her flowers.
Seeing him, Yang Lai and Madam Yang stopped talking and smiled, "Afu is back. We'll have her favorite eight-treasure duck tonight, and..."
He talked about a lot of food.
Yang Hua looked at him and Madam Yang, her brows relaxed a lot, and she smiled, "Okay."
"What kind of flower is that?" Mrs. Yang did not mention Mrs. Duan again, and asked about Yanghua's flower, "Can it grow now?"
"Yes." Yang Hua paused, then looked at Madam Yang and Yang Lai, her tone becoming gentler, "Actually, I have a job..."
Madam Yang was stunned. "What do you do?"
Yang Hua pursed her lips and said, "Grow flowers."
Yang Lai: “…”
Madam Yang: "...Not bad."
**
Upstairs, Yang Zhaolin printed out the document and handed it to Meng Fu, "This is their previous modeling."
Meng Fu sat at the desk, picked up the document, looked down slowly, and frowned slightly.
There was some surprise between his brows.
The last time Yang Zhaolin showed her the progress, she only read the first two pages and didn't finish it.
At the moment, Duan Shenmin believed her and showed her the complete documents.
Meng Fu read it from beginning to end, and saw several familiar formulas in the middle...
These formulas...
Why does it look so familiar?
Meng Fu was thoughtful.
This was the document that Galton had asked her to apply for a patent for.
Of course, mathematics has been studied thoroughly, so Meng Fu is not surprised to occasionally bump into new ideas.
"What's the problem?" Yang Zhaolin noticed Meng Fu's expression.
Meng Fu shook her head and turned another page, but she didn't mention to Yang Zhaolin that this formula was similar to the one she had written before: "No problem, please bring your computer to me, cousin."
Hearing this, Yang Zhaolin smiled and said, "That's the computer you gave me. I'll go get it."
This computer was a gift from Meng Fu to Yang Zhaolin, and both he and Yang Liufang have one.
The computer was black and had no brand name. Yang Zhaolin didn't care about it at first, but since it was given to him by Meng Fu, he used it.
You don't need to know it before you use it. Once Yang Zhaolin uses it, he will be shocked by the calculation speed.
Meng Fu probably knew that he was studying mathematics, so she gave him a supercomputer. Even the computers in the laboratory could not match Yang Zhaolin's computing speed.
Therefore, when Yang Zhaolin was in Duan Shenmin's team, Duan Shenmin and his team would often come to Yang's house and use Yang Zhaolin's computer to do calculations.
Soon, Yang Zhaolin brought the computer to Meng Fu.
"Thank you." Meng Fu turned on the computer and created a new document.
Yang Zhaolin’s computer is a special computer that contains all kinds of mathematical symbols and formulas.
Meng Fu is very familiar with his ellipse L equation.
She had studied this problem specifically when she was researching the difficult problem, so when she looked at Yang Zhaolin's document, she could easily see the covariance problem at a glance.
There is no problem with the rest of the model, except for the covariance.
Meng Fu was too lazy to write, and she didn't need to do any calculations. Computers were more convenient, so she wrote the process directly on the computer.
The infinite L equation of an ellipse involves six core formulas.
Meng Fu wrote down all the six core formulas. Not only that, for the sake of the reward, she typed the detailed process on the computer.
She had already researched these thoroughly, so writing them was not complicated.
Yang Zhaolin stood beside her, and the more he looked at her, the more surprised he became.
"These are all the processes of calculating the covariance," Meng Fu said to Yang Zhaolin as she wrote, "See, when you calculated this step, you didn't like the three decompositions..."
When he talked about these, his whole body seemed to be glowing.
When Yang Zhaolin heard the last part, he was dumbfounded.
He didn't know much about Meng Fu before, but now he vaguely understood why Dean Li could have such a pleasant conversation with Meng Fu.
Meng Fu doesn't look like an ordinary high school graduate.
"This system has a high degree of nonlinearity. You used UKF to measure it before, but their time propagation equation is wrong when it is substituted into this..."
Yang Zhaolin had also seen this document before, just like Duan Shenmin and others.
This type of equation was a new area for them, so it was very difficult to find the loophole, otherwise they would not have failed to notice the covariance problem at the beginning.
After hearing what Meng Fu said, Yang Zhaolin suddenly felt enlightened. His eyes lit up, "It can actually be like this! No wonder!"
Meng Fu only needs to solve the covariance problem, which can be solved using the elliptic infinite equation, which is very easy.
After writing this, she gave her seat to Yang Zhaolin, "Cousin, take another look. If you can understand it, go and contact Captain Duan. I'm going downstairs to have dinner with my uncle and aunt. The card number is still the same as before."
Yang Zhaolin nodded, "Cousin, you can apply for an award for this!"
Meng Fu didn't care much, "Oh."
"I'll talk to Captain Duan about the award for you." He sat in front of the computer, holding a paper in one hand and a pen in the other, and started calculating.
Meng Fu and Yang Zhaolin had been working on the problem in the study for nearly five hours.
It's already nine o'clock in the evening.
This is how mathematics research is, it is a waste of time, especially when Meng Fu has to explain it to Yang Zhaolin.
On the way, Mrs. Yang came up to call the two of them to eat, but seeing that they were so engrossed in their homework that they forgot to eat and sleep, she did not urge them.
"Afu and Zhaolin seem like siblings." Mrs. Yang looked upstairs and smiled helplessly.
As he was speaking, Meng Fu came down from upstairs.
"It's just right that you've come down. I've been waiting for you to eat." Seeing Meng Fu coming down, Yang Lai immediately ordered the servants to serve the food.
They had been sitting at the table for a long time, but they were waiting for the two of them and didn't eat.
Meng Fu sat down next to Yang Hua, poured herself a glass of water, and shook her head, "My cousin hasn't finished reading the paper yet, so he won't be able to come down for a while."
Madam Yang didn't even raise her head and said nonchalantly, "Why are we waiting for him? Let's eat first."
Meng Fu touched his nose and watched the servants bring up the dishes.
"Uncle, how is your leg now?" Meng Fu picked up a piece of duck with chopsticks, looked at Yang Lai, and put one hand lazily on the table.
Calculating the time, Qiao Le has almost finished the preliminary reconstruction for Yang Lai.
Yang Lai held the chopsticks, raised his head, and smiled, "My legs don't hurt anymore, I can feel the numbness and soreness."
I have sense.
Meng Fu nodded. She had collected a lot of medicine during her time in Xiangcheng. Time was almost up, but she was still short of one thing...
While biting into the duck, she fished out her cell phone from her pocket and began typing lazily.
Want to make money every day: [Xia Xia]
The other party replied quickly——
M Xia: [? 】
I want to make money every day: [I have something in the Federation, it's a bit dangerous. 】
M Xia: [You say. 】
Want to make money every day: [Federal Fragrance Association, Central Laboratory Box No. 001. 】
M Xia: [……]
M Xia: [You really are... you mentioned such a big place. The Federation Marshal is here recently. I'll go look for Mask. 】
To steal things from the Incense Association, only mask is allowed.
Since they were all friends who had shared life and death together, M Xia didn't say much.
Want to make money every day: [I will protect you. 】
Xu Mohuai is not a gossipy person.
But I couldn't help it this time.
M Xia: [Who were you in the Incense Association before? 】
Want to make money every day: [My brother Cheng never talks much. 】
M Xia: [? ? ? 】
Meng Fu turned off her phone and continued to eat slowly, occasionally glancing at Yang Lai, as if thinking about something.
**
It’s past twelve o’clock at night.
The nuclear submarine's office was still brightly lit.
"Still haven't figured it out?" In the office, Dr. Wu and others gathered in front of the computer. Everyone was very tired. Next door was the lounge. These people hadn't left the office for two days.
Duan Shenmin looked at the jumping data, but still didn't know which link caused the covariance error.
He leaned back in his chair and tugged at his tie.
When everyone was at a loss, someone outside came to Duan Shenmin and said, "Captain Duan, Yang Zhaolin wants to see you."
The tired Duan Shenmin's eyes lit up and he stood up and went outside.
The base is operated in secret. Only limited mobile phones are allowed inside. Communications cannot be turned on and there is no internet connection to prevent someone from stealing secrets.
To receive the documents, one has to go to a specific place. Yang Zhaolin told Duan Shenmin about the documents.
Duan Shenmin quickly copied it back and installed it on his computer to read.
The document that Yang Zhaolin sent was written by Meng Fu.
And here is the covariance result she finally calculated.
Duan Shenmin read it from beginning to end, and at the end, he directly instructed the other people in the studio, "Fill it in again and see if it works!"
Without Dr. Fang's instruction, he substituted the correct covariance model and the whole program ran successfully.
"Captain Duan, it's done! We can move on to the next stage. Contact Minister Ren to simulate the actual combat again!" Cheers rang out in the office, "Pei Xi is amazing!"
Pei Xi went home in the evening.
Because Duan Shenmin was the one who received the document, everyone else thought it was Pei Xi.
Duan Shenmin coughed and explained, "It's not Pei Xi, it's her cousin, Meng Fu."
There was another round of surprise in the office.
Dr. Wu and Duan Shenmin also looked at each other.
"Pei Xi's cousin is so amazing at such a young age," Dr. Wu sat in front of the computer, read the document from beginning to end, and took a deep breath, "Captain Duan, let her join us."
Duan Shenmin actually had the same idea. "I'll tell Pei Xi about joining the team tomorrow. Now let's go to the actual combat base and find Minister Ren. What Meng Fu wrote can win a special award. I'll ask Minister Ren to approve it."
The several turning points of argument written by Meng Fu are indeed different.
Duan Shenmin actually hadn't finished reading it, but Yang Zhaolin had. This was Yang Zhaolin's suggestion to Duan Shenmin.
Dr. Wu printed out a copy and nodded while holding it on his phone as he walked to the base with Duan Shenmin. "It's really worth it. This Yang family... is really not simple."
The whole family is full of academic elites.
The researcher worked non-stop all night.
When Minister Ren heard about Meng Fu, he naturally would not reject Duan Shenmin's request.
The next day, Pei Xi came early in the morning.
There was no one in the office.
She was stunned.
Because of the covariance issue, she had less contact with Duan Shenmin and others these two days. Last night, because she was a girl, everyone else asked her to go back.
I called, but none of them went through.
Pei Xi asked a staff member.
"Professor Pei, they went to practice last night," the staff member explained to Pei Xi, "the covariance was calculated."
"You figured it out?" Pei Xi lost her voice. "Dr. Wu?"
How is it possible that she didn’t see it, but they did?
"No," the staff member said to Pei Xi gently, holding the document in his hand, "I heard from the team last night that it was your cousin, Meng Fu."
Meng Fu looks very similar to the famous star Meng Fu, and the staff remembers her clearly.
"Meng Fu?" Pei Xi was even more unconvinced, "How could it be her?"
Has she finished math?
"That's her," the staff member hurried forward as he was about to go back to work. "I heard that Captain Duan is going to help her apply for meritorious service. Here, there are the documents they printed on the table."
After saying that, the staff left.
Pei Xi pressed her forehead and originally wanted to go to the experimental base to find Duan Shenmin, but when she heard what the staff said, she went back to the office and picked up the printed document on the table to take a look.
She didn't take a pen to calculate, she just read from the beginning to the end.
Originally, she didn't believe Meng Fu could write it.
She read on until she saw a familiar formula.
Pei Xi frowned.
Continue reading below.
It's another familiar formula.
…
Apart from the details, these formulas are 70% similar to the paper she applied for a patent for.
Seeing this, Pei Xi couldn't control her anger at all. Her fingers trembled a little and she walked out directly.
When she reached a place where she could communicate, she called Duan Shenmin.
The call didn’t go through.
Duan Shenmin's place is a combat base, and the signal is blocked.
Pei Xi called Dr. Wu again. He was not with Duan Shenmin, but his voice was cheerful: "Pei Xi, you are here. It just so happens that I have something to tell you. Your cousin helped me solve a big problem. Captain Duan and I both think she is good and want to invite her to our team..."
"Does she deserve it?" Pei Xi asked back.
Hearing Pei Xi's tone, Dr. Wu was stunned, "Pei Xi, what do you mean? You misunderstood her last time..."
"Dr. Wu, have you read the original paper on my patent?" Pei Xi asked.
Dr. Wu was looking at the translated version that was later sent out in the lab. “Any questions?”
Pei Xi took a deep breath, but still couldn't help but sneered: "Didn't you see that? The main content of what Meng Fu wrote is 70% the same as my paper! Do we want to invite her to our team? And apply for merit for her?"
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