In a two-story villa with elegant scenery, my family had just had supper in a two-story villa.

"Sir, the documents sent from outside." The slim man wearing gold-rimmed glasses came in from outside.

The man said to his wife beside him: "Aru, I'll go to the study first."

The woman smiled and nodded, "Go, I'll read the news for a while."

The two of them came to the study room, and the man opened the documents in his hand and looked at the information recorded on it with care.

After a long time, he took off his glasses with a smile and smiled at the man beside him, "The information sent by Lao Han is the technical information prepared for the development of current communication technology."

Secretary Yao was puzzled, "This is a good thing."

"It's indeed a good thing. After the research and development is successful, it will greatly improve the current communication level and even provide great convenience for understanding local information faster in the future." Mr. Wu nodded with a smile, "The research and development of communication technology is the little girl in Xiangyang Town."

"It's her again?" Secretary Yao showed surprise, "Who is the other party?"

"They have investigated and they are just an ordinary little girl." Mr. Wu couldn't tell anything about it.

Secretary Yao found it unbelievable that the little girl was underage this year, and the skills she mastered were beyond the reach of everyone in the Chinese Academy of Sciences today. No matter from any perspective, it was not in line with common sense.

Mr. Wu saw his expression and couldn't help but smile: "Xiao Yao, no matter what kind of growth that little girl has, her contribution cannot be ignored. And I believe that the little girl's character must be good, otherwise she could only rely on chip technology that is ahead of foreign countries to exchange with the chips. But she just wanted a loan quota and did not think about taking advantage of it. At a young age, many people who have lived for half their lives are beyond the reach of the world."

Secretary Yao naturally could not refute this. The Chinese Academy of Sciences reported the matter before, but he personally reviewed it.

He is young and has a huge loan amount, so this is not a joke.

The country is now in a stage of development, and no resources can be squandered and wasted.

But even as the Secretary-General, he knew the importance of chip technology to a country, so he had a deep impression of Song Xingchen.

It has only been a long time since the other party actually took out a copy of communication technology research materials. He has also read this document, but it is not a professional person and is almost confused.

"What does sir mean?"

Mr. Wu looked at the document and smiled slowly, "She did not make any requests, so she will remember for the time being. If there are any other difficulties in the future, she can give her corresponding convenience without violating discipline. People with such abilities are the most in need of our country and cannot let them feel cold."

"I see."

"In addition, someone will encrypt her name and information and secretly send someone to protect her."

Secretary Yao frowned slightly when he heard this, "Sir, what do you mean..."

"Just in case. That little girl is so dazzling!" Mr. Wu's tone was a little worried and cautious.

Secretary Yao responded quickly when he heard this.

Song Xingchen doesn't know about this for the time being, and even if he knows it, he won't care.

She is just preparing for her future retirement and does not intend to do bad things. Although this kind of protection is optional for her, at least it is an attitude from the above. If something happens in the future, she can convey it as soon as possible.

She doesn't have the ability to talk directly to the supreme leader.

A spring rain has been falling intermittently for almost three days. Xiangyang Town is in a wet spring cold season. Fortunately, the rain is not heavy, and most of the time is like rain and fog, which does not affect basic travel.

When Song Linyuan came back with an oil-paper umbrella, he saw his aunt lying on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

Removed his coat, he walked over, sat on the carpet, holding one of Song Xingchen's arms, "Aunt, my godmother's birthday tomorrow."

"How did you know?" she asked with a smile.

The little guy grinned and said, "My grandma and I have all remembered it."

"It's pretty good."

"Auntie is too soon, I will prepare gifts for you." He was afraid that his aunt would be unhappy, so he hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

Song Xingchen didn't care about this, "Auntie doesn't need you to prepare a gift. Tomorrow night, I'll ask Mo Wuqian to bring you a gift and send you to the Zhang family, and you can accompany them."

"Auntie won't go?"

"That's your kid, I'm just your aunt, so I won't go." To be honest, the Zhang family is a good person, but she is not very willing to socialize.

Song Xingchen is not passionate about interpersonal relationships. After all, she is immortal and has no choice but to be too close.

Countless years ago, she became even estranged from relatives, and other people became ordinary.

On the surface, it gives people a feeling of spring breeze, but the heart is always calm.

It’s not the case, but she has long been used to life and death for countless years.

The phone rang at home, and the little guy jumped up and went over to pick it up.

"Hey!" he shouted to the other side.

When Cao Yong heard this voice, he was stunned for a moment, and then he realized who he was, "Little guy, is your aunt at home?"

"Here!" He turned his head and looked at Song Xingchen, covering the microphone with one hand, "Auntie, someone is looking for you."

Song Xingchen sat up and answered the phone. When he heard Cao Yong's movement, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Why, have you encountered a problem?"

Cao Yong knew that Song Xingchen was much younger than her and was enough to be his granddaughter by age, but her personal ability was too terrible. During the six months of working together, he often ignored her age and judged her friendships by peers.

"The total number of parts for this design question you provide is 158,749. After this period of sorting, we can only make a fraction of the parts. There are about 100,000 parts that still have technical problems. Can't we really come here?" Cao Yong was going crazy.

Song Xingchen also understood Cao Yong's anxiety. After all, the technical principles she provided were not reachable in the world for half a century, and the domestic manufacturing of lithography machines is still blank. Even in the later stages, economic power reaches the world's level, and it is always too behind in this regard.

Now she directly asked Song Linyuan to go to college, and Song Linyuan would be in the same state as Cao Yong.

"With my personal ability, it will take at least two years to go by. You know, I have a child in my family, and you know my personal situation very well." Song Xingchen did not intend to compromise. She pointed out the road, and it was a straight line distance. When she looked up, she could see the end point directly.

She can't let her go just because the road is full of thorns.

Even if you really want to leave, you have to be voluntarily.

When Cao Yong heard this, she was very clear. She could do it, but the company had to move to Xiangyang Town.

Is there any problem?

No matter what others think, Cao Yong feels that it is OK.

He is a university professor and it is his responsibility to teach students knowledge, but when there is no reason to take the exam, he still asks him to answer questions for the students himself.

The same principle is. Song Xingchen put all the information in front of them. He can succeed by copying it accordingly. The key is that they can’t copy homework well now. Do you have to blame the person who copied the homework for you?

There is no reason for this.

Cao Yong gritted his teeth there, "Let's go first, I will discuss with the superiors, and I must persuade the superiors to put the company on your side."

"I wish you success!" She smiled with a smile on her lips, "But you can think about it. When Hongmeng Group enters production, Xiangyang Town will get better and better. Without extremely special circumstances, I will not leave this town. As long as I stay, the development prospects of the town will be huge. I have this ability and confidence."

Cao Yong opened his mouth there and finally said nothing.

After the greetings, he hung up the phone, but he had been unable to recover for a long time.

Song Xingchen's words seem arrogant, but there is no room for refutation. Now she is very important to this country.

If she doesn't leave Xiangyang Town, she has no connection at all. This shows that she has no plans to immigrate in the future. The above know that she will only be happy with the decision she made.

When he saw the thick design drawing, Cao Yong was full of passion. He believed that with his own ability, as long as he followed the design drawing, he would definitely achieve results.

But reality is very shocking. Even with design drawings, the design principles of many parts in it are still a big problem.

It can be done, but unfortunately it cannot be used.

But they couldn't find a reason for their inability to use and didn't understand where the problem occurred.

The only way now is to let Song Xingchen take guidance personally.

As long as one is released, they will not have to worry about it after that.

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Chapter completed!