Super Scientist

It is so rare to be able to write an inscription by the chief. Future Concept Technology is the best technology company in the world. It has been established for half a year, and it is hard to wait for such an opportunity.

Ye Chen suddenly became excited, and almost shouted: "Really?"

"Xiao Ye, what did you say? Can the chief lie?" Admiral Xiao's face darkened, and he reprimanded Ye Chen.

Obviously they are training Ye Chen, but they are actually giving Ye Chen a step, so don't question it.

"Chief, don't worry, I'm just too happy." Ye Chen came to his senses and hurriedly explained.

The chief waved his hand, didn't care at all, and said, "I'll give you an inscription right now."

If the chief wants to write an inscription, he must be prepared. He must use the best paper, the best pen, and the best ink. Of course, there must be a good environment, a good table and the like.

This takes a little preparation time.

Ye Chen has nothing to do with this preparation work, Xiao Lingyue, as the CEO, will arrange it on her own.

How rare is the inscription of the chief, not only Ye Chen is very happy, Xiao Lingyue and the others are also very excited. When the news broke, the whole company was excited.

Not long after, the preparations were completed, and Ye Chen brought the chief to the conference room. I saw that many employees had already arrived in the conference room. They were either holding mobile phones or cameras, ready to record this rare moment.

When the chief came to the table, Elder Tang helped grind the ink, and Admiral Xiao helped spread out the fine rice paper.

Ye Chen turned on the optical brain and started video recording. For Ye Chen, this was a historic moment, if he couldn't record it, he would feel sorry for himself.

The chief holds a pen in his hand, fills himself with thick ink, swishes his wrist, and writes on the rice paper.

The first stroke is a horizontal stroke, strong and powerful, as if it wants to show through the back of the paper, showing the extraordinary skills of the head.

"Okay!" There was an applause.

Some of the employees are also calligraphy lovers. It can be seen at a glance that the chief's skill is really good, and he can't help but applaud.

Even if you are not a calligraphy lover, you are very sensible, even if it is not good, you should applaud it. Who calls this the inscription of the chief minister? Not to mention, as long as there is no problem with the eyes, I know that this word must be very good, so I have to applaud it.

Ye Chen was a little embarrassed,

He accepted Mr. Tang's advice and practiced calligraphy every day. He didn't have much time, only half an hour. He thought he had made great progress, but compared with the chief, he was really far behind.

The chief is well prepared, writing without stopping, and the word "Heaven" is vivid on the paper.

The word "Heaven" is very extraordinary, majestic and magnificent, and everyone applauded again.

The head chief poured thick ink on it again, and wrote it again. After finishing a "chao", it was still extraordinary, and everyone applauded loudly.

In this way, every time the chief wrote a word, everyone praised him, and soon the chief finished writing.

Tianchao Photon Technology Base!

This is the word the chief inscribed on Ye Chen.

If this inscription was in ancient times, it would have been inscribed by the imperial pen himself. Ye Chen's factory is known as the photon technology base of China.

When it comes to photonic technology, not only China, but also the world, and this is the only one, there is no semicolon. If future concept technology cannot be a photon technology base, who has the qualifications?

Clap clap!

There was thunderous applause, and everyone applauded vigorously.

Especially the employees of the company, their hands became red. With this personal question from the imperial pen, the company's confidence is even stronger. As a company employee, who can be unhappy?

After the ink dries up, Ye Chen and the chief worked together to pick up the inscription, smiling all over his face, his mouth was crooked, and there was no way to close it.

The employees were ecstatic and took various snapshots. This opportunity can be said to be once in a thousand years. It is good to have it once in a lifetime. If I miss it, I will feel sorry for myself.

The next thing is simple, find someone to engrave it, and inscribe it on the company's gate, as the company's logo, this is the company's golden signboard.

As for the inscription written by the deputy chief, it goes without saying that it will definitely become Ye Chen's collection.

It is an honor to be able to collect a pair of inscriptions written by the chief, which was written by the imperial pen in ancient times, and it will honor the ancestors.

Xiao Lingyue and Zhuang Lao's eyes gleamed green, and they wanted to snatch it, but Ye Chen refused to die, so they had no choice but to give up.

"I need to find a famous craftsman to frame this inscription as a family heirloom." Ye Chen secretly delighted in his heart.

There is no Ansheng this year, but the harvest is very rich, not to mention the virtual concert, not to mention superalloy materials, just this inscription is worth it.

The chief was very interested, and after finishing the inscription, he had to go to the construction site to inspect. Ye Chen and the others accompanied the chief.

When he arrived at the construction site, the chief was very happy to see the construction site in full swing.

"Xiaoye, you have concentrated the most advanced technology in the world today, which is very important to the country, and you should build it as soon as possible." The chief took Ye Chen's hand and said expectantly.

"Chief, don't worry, I will definitely build it as soon as possible to contribute to the country's modernization." Ye Chen said hurriedly.

"Hmm." Satisfied with Ye Chen's statement, the chief asked, "Do you have any difficulties? If so, tell me, and I will try my best to help you solve it."

This is the chief who asked the question in person, which shows the chief's expectation for the factory.

Ye Chen said: "Thank you, chief, for your concern. With the strong support of the military, there is no difficulty for the time being."

Zhao Bowen was behind. Hearing this, he gave a thumbs up to Ye Chen's back.

The military's support for Ye Chen's construction began when Ye Chen presented the military with a super optical computer. In return, the military sent Ye Chen an engineering team. It can be said that Zhao Bowen facilitated this. He has made great contributions .

Later, as the cooperation between Ye Chen and the military deepened, the military sent more engineering teams, and the progress of the project was very fast. In two or three months, it will be ready for use.

"Old Xiao, you have done a good job." The chief was very satisfied with this, and praised General Xiao and the others.

"Thank you, Chief. Xiaoye's project here is of great importance, and we deserve our strong support." Admiral Xiao hurriedly said.

Although it is a humble statement, it is the truth. Ye Chen's engineering here is too much involved, laser materials are related to photonic chips. Superalloy materials are related to new aviation engines, and then to aerospace fighters; at the same time, they are also related to new gas turbines, and then to warships, and even to aircraft mothers.

If these things are done, the benefits to our country will be obvious, our country will take the lead, and our country's blue water navy will no longer remain in the planning stage, but will become a reality.

At that time, our country's powerful fleet will be in the ocean, how exciting it is! How exciting it is!

Don't talk about realizing it, just thinking about it makes people excited.

The chief raised his head, looked at the tower crane in front of him, and said, "Go, go up and have a look."

"Chief, no. It's too dangerous there." Ye Chen was taken aback. This is the chief, and the relationship is very important.

"Yes, Chief." Xiao Lingyue and the others were also taken aback.

"What's wrong? You see, those are our soldiers. They can go up, but I can't?" The chief was very serious and his tone was stern.

"What should I do?" Ye Chen asked Mr. Tang.

Old Tang spread his hands, a little helpless, and said: "What else can I do? Do what the chief says. Xiaoye, what is this? The chief has been to even more dangerous places."

He was relieved, Ye Chen was speechless, pretending I didn't ask.

Ye Chen and the others accompanied the chief to climb up the tower crane. The cold wind blew, and his face felt like a knife was blowing. Ye Chen was trembling, and the chief didn't seem to know the cold.

The soldiers on the tower crane were very excited when they saw the chief came, and hurriedly put down their work and saluted the chief with a standard military salute.

"Thank you!" The chief returned a military salute.

"Serve the people!" The soldier said with his head held high.

The chief held the soldier's hand and asked about his life and work. Finally, under the guidance of the soldiers, I personally operated the tower crane. The chief didn't get off the tower crane until he understood the full situation.

When it landed on the ground, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief, the tower crane is so high, if something happens, Ye Chen really can't bear it.

The chief became more interested in the inspection, and he was not satisfied until he had traveled all over the construction site, and the inspection was over.

"Xiaoye, I don't have much time, I'm going back, but you still have a gift for me." The chief looked at Ye Chen and said.

The chief's time is precious, and it can be counted in minutes to arrange the itinerary. It is very rare for him to find time to come to Fengzhou.

Ye Chen was taken aback, the chief didn't accept gifts, why did he ask him for gifts again?

Fortunately, Ye Chen's reaction was quick, and he immediately thought of it, and said with a smile: "Chief, don't worry, I have already prepared it for you. I will give it to you."

The gift the chief wants is nothing but a virtual concert video, which was agreed upon during the New Year greetings.

"Thank you, Xiaoye." The chief smiled and said, "Xiaoye, I have never accepted gifts, but with you, my rule is always broken. I cannot refuse the gift you gave me."

The first time Ye Chen gave the chief was an optical brain. Who can refuse this kind of high technology?

The second time is to give the head of the virtual concert video, this is not an ordinary video, it is a high-tech video, no one can refuse.

"Boss, the video is just a video, not as good as a live performance. Let's go to the auditorium and enjoy a high-tech concert, okay?" Ye Chen suggested.

"That's fine. I'll leave later." Ye Chen made a reasonable point, the video is not as exciting as the scene. This kind of high-level concert created by high technology is definitely worth appreciating, and the chief readily agreed.

Everyone accompanied the chief to the auditorium, Ye Chen immediately activated the super optical brain, and the concert began.

Seeing the magnificent stage effect, the chief was a little surprised, and said: "Xiao Ye, although I knew about this a long time ago, what I saw at the scene was even better than I imagined."

"Thank you chief for your compliment." Ye Chen smiled.

"Xiao Ye, whether this technology is used in military or civilian applications, the prospects are very broad." The chief was very interested, and said: "In terms of military affairs, I believe you and Lao Xiao have almost discussed it. Let's talk about civilian applications..."

Before he could say a word, a staff member hurried over to the chief and whispered something in the chief's ear.

The chief frowned, then let go, and said with a smile: "Xiaoye, I'm not blessed, I can't watch your concert anymore."

There must be something important happening, Ye Chen hurriedly said: "National affairs are important."

"Xiao Ye, this is a true state matter, but it has something to do with you." The chief laughed.

"Is it related to me?" Ye Chen was taken aback.

Ye Chen is a scientist, but not a big shot, so how did he get involved with state affairs? (To be continued.)