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Chapter 1352 Qin Jinru Who Failed the Exam (5k)

The leaders of the National Defense Commission did not feel uncomfortable with Gao Zhendong "directing" them. Since he made this suggestion, there must be a reason.

"So urgent?" The leader was curious about the reason.

Gao Zhendong was momentarily speechless. He couldn't reveal the real reason behind this; that would definitely cause problems. After a moment's hesitation, he explained, "It's mainly a matter of time. Many things are slow at the beginning and slow at the end. The sooner we can finalize things, the sooner they will be completed and put into use."

This explanation makes sense. The leader himself knows that many things may only be one day late at the beginning, but in the end, it is likely that it will not be just one day late. Rather, the one day late at the beginning will bring many unexpected effects, resulting in a lot of lost time in the end.

"Okay, I understand. I'll get it done as soon as possible." The leader patted Gao Zhendong on the shoulder to reassure him.
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Given the extent of mutual infiltration during the Cold War, it often meant that if one thing happened, it would soon be happening in the west, and vice versa.

Lord Bull: What did I tell you? Forces are reciprocal.

This is especially true for some of the information released in semi-public intelligence reports, which can be considered a kind of strange intelligence sharing between the two sides.

The information about EPROM is no exception.

The people at the Langley Center are discerning, especially when it comes to intelligence on electronic technology from Eastern countries, which they place a high value on their processes.

When electronics are applied to computers, even in the smallest way, they immediately attract the attention of Langley Center employees.

“Boss, take a look at this…” A trainee intelligence analyst from Langley Center called over his analysis team supervisor.

The supervisor walked over to him and looked at the few lines of letters in the document in his hand.

"Congratulations, young man, your internship period has been shortened," the supervisor joked.

Joking aside, what this analyst found was indeed very useful, and this intelligence, consisting of only a short sentence, was buried among a large amount of other worthless information related to Romania.

"Boss, are the Easterners really that fast in this area?" The intern was still somewhat incredulous. Being able to immediately grasp the importance of this intelligence, the intern was clearly not ignorant in this field.

The supervisor nodded: "When an Easterner says he can't do something, you can choose not to believe him, but when they say they can do something, you'd better believe him."

The analysis director carefully reviewed the intelligence again, then took the paper, returned to his desk, and picked up the phone.

Easterners are not good at deception, at least not good at tactical deception. Information about them is highly credible. If they say they have done 10 or better at something, then believe that they really can do 10 or better. If you want to be on the safe side, you can relax the 12 to 15.

At the Kingdom's Aerospace Bureau, a senior executive's phone rang.

He was resting his chin on his hand, deep in thought, when he seemed somewhat annoyed that the phone call had interrupted his thoughts. He frowned and answered the call.

"I don't care who you are, you'd better have something to do, not just be bored!" At this moment, the Kingdom's Space Bureau had to admit that it was truly top-notch, which is why the people in the Space Bureau had such strong tempers and confidence.

"Hello, Mr. Heinz, I'm from Langley Center. I think I have something here that might interest you." The voice on the phone quickly calmed Mr. Heinz down.

Heinz's name reveals where he comes from; after all, people from all over the country can be found in this kingdom, except for the locals who are rarely seen.

The Aerospace Administration has a strong foundation, and so does the Langley Center. The former is mysterious due to its technology, while the latter is mysterious due to its system; they are equally impressive.

Supervisor Heinz softened his tone: "Hello, Mr. Langley, thank you very much for your efforts. What do you have on hand?"

The people at Langley Center are just so unpleasant; even addressing them is difficult.

"A document. If you are interested, please press the fax receive button." The person on the other end of the line didn't seem to mind being addressed as "Mr. Langley" and chuckled.

It's clear that the people of the Kingdom, who have suffered many setbacks in satellites and manned spaceflight, are eager to make something big. In this regard, even the people at the Langley Center have to provide them with attentive service.

A moment later, accompanied by the whirring of the fax machine, a document was slowly ejected.

Heinz looked at the document, or more precisely, at this sentence.

This sentence clearly comes from a complete piece of paper, but the contents above and below are obscured, leaving only this short sentence.

But this short sentence made Heinz's eyes widen in surprise.

"Holy shit! This is such bullshit good news!"

Easterners have invented erasable semiconductor memory!
Good news: their dream program memory has arrived!
Bad news: It's in the hands of the East!

This put Heinz's supervisor in a state of painful excitement; the problem might be about to be solved, but a solution was impossible.

Mr. Langley thoughtfully wrote down a number after this important sentence, clearly indicating that this was the way to contact him.

Heinz, forgetting his earlier inner criticism of the man, immediately picked up the phone and called back.

"Hello, Mr. Heinz, are you satisfied with my gift?"

Heinz's inner conflict and struggle became even more pronounced: "Mr. Langley, how reliable is this intelligence?"

"Very high! That's something we can be sure of." The East already had mature CPU and RAM integrated circuits three years ago, so it's perfectly normal for them to make EPROMs three years later.

They were intelligent, committed, and willing to work hard for their goals. At least the people at Langley Center knew that after the founding of the nation, some of them, whether they stayed in the kingdom or tried their best to return, were all outstanding.

"So, do you have a physical copy of this device?" Heinz asked with a glimmer of hope. The Langley Center was right across from them; this kind of work was exactly what they excelled at, although their methods might not be so easy to discuss openly.

At least the CPU they acquired, which the Easterners simply and crudely named C6108, was very suitable for use in Heinz's work. Unfortunately, the quantity was somewhat limited, and it was a bit fragile for aerospace applications, requiring some additional methods.

If he had known that the Langley Centre had gone to great lengths to obtain these C6108s from the Lanxi people, he might not have been so disappointed. As notorious traitors within the Antrie Treaty Organization, the Lanxi people were not so easy to deal with at that time.

As for the C6132, you're overthinking it. The people of Lanzhou keep a very close eye on this kind of device whose use is strictly limited.

To Heinz's disappointment, the other person paused for a moment: "Unfortunately, no. That's the East, and I think you know very well what that country represents."

Heinz certainly knew this; he even knew that, theoretically, they and the Easterners were still enemies on the peninsula, and the two sides were merely at a ceasefire, not at complete peace.

Moreover, this country represents toughness and power.

It might be a bit difficult for the gentlemen at the Langley Centre to get anything from this place.

“Then, Mr. Langley, I would like to obtain this device. If your workflow requires us to submit any formal documents, please let me know the process.”

Heinz was indeed unfamiliar with this process; he had never dealt with such matters before. After all, the Kingdom's people were at the forefront of the world in this regard, except for the Easterners.

“No need, Mr. Heinz. But I must remind you that you must be patient and prepared for disappointment.” That place is much more troublesome than Romania, at least for now.

“I understand. We have our own methods. What the Easterners have is the optimal solution, but not the only one.” The Kingdom’s Space Bureau has its own pride.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the Earth, Gao Zhendong, who was already in the middle of the night, was unaware that the number of people eyeing his EPROM had increased. He was just watching Sha Zhu complain in front of him with a smile.

"Hey, Zhendong, let me tell you, your sister Qin's girl is such a crybaby." Shazhu took a sip of wine and shook his head as he complained.

"You can cry? Did you do something to that young girl?" Gao Zhendong laughed. Sha Zhu immediately got angry: "How could that be? We've been brothers for so many years, do you think I'm that kind of person? I'm not Xu Damao."

Xu Damao?
"What happened to Xu Damao?"

"That kid Xu Damao, as long as Pang Shuixian isn't around, he'll find a chance to get close to Jin Ru every day. Do you think I don't know what's going on in his mind?" As his lifelong rival, Sha Zhu knew Xu Damao very well.

"That won't do. We need to keep Little Qin away from that guy." Lou Xiao'e, who was carrying a plate of braised pig's head, casually added. Although her cooking skills were average, she was always good at making dishes like cured pig's face to go with drinks. After all, these kinds of things were usually prepared in advance, and her job was just to wash, boil, and chop them.

"Of course, I've been keeping a close eye on Xu Damao. He can't pull any tricks. Hey, this pig's head meat has a bit of the flavor of Xiyan." Sha Zhu chewed on a piece of pig's head meat, praising it highly.

"Pretty much, they're all from that area." Gao Zhendong didn't elaborate. "Then why is Qin Jinru crying?"

"Why are you crying? You can't get a job! There are plenty of opportunities, but there are also plenty of people eyeing them. With her level of education, I don't think it'll be easy for her." Sha Zhu picked up another piece of meat with his chopsticks.

"Tell me more about it?" Gao Zhendong seemed quite interested.

"Let's not talk about the long ones, let's talk about the ones right in front of us. Yesterday, she went to the cotton mill three streets away to take the temporary worker exam. The mill had a batch of temporary worker positions available, I think it was because of a job transfer or for studying, anyway, there was an opportunity. She took the exam, they were selecting 30 people out of more than 80, which is not bad, the chances are not small, but unfortunately she is not good enough, she failed the written exam."

This ratio... Gao Zhendong didn't quite understand this specific economic phenomenon, but compared to others, this ratio seemed pretty good.

These are temporary workers in a legitimate cotton mill, considered top-tier among temporary workers. They hire 30 to 80 people, which seems pretty good.

"She failed? Wasn't she just a junior high school graduate? Her academic performance should have been decent." If even a junior high school graduate can't pass the academic exams, then the situation is a bit troublesome.

Sha Zhu chuckled, taking a sip of his drink: "Hey, don't even mention her. Her junior high school diploma was so poor, she could barely even write her own name on it, her actual level was barely even that of a senior elementary school student."

Graduating from the upper grades of primary school is still a respectable educational qualification in this day and age.

Gao Zhendong was relieved; even Gao Xiao was in trouble.
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In Jin Chenxia, ​​it was indeed impossible for even elementary school students to get temporary jobs at cotton mills.

"You're crying over this?"

"That's right. The main problem is that she had tried several times and was a little discouraged. When the results were announced today, she couldn't hold back anymore."

Gao Zhendong looked at Sha Zhu's bright, mischievous eyes and laughed. Having learned some things indirectly through Qin Jinru's affair, he was in a good mood.

"Your cafeteria has a temporary worker vacancy, right? Just put him there. You're the head cook in the cafeteria, you can't be so stingy as to not even have this much face."

The No. 3 rolling mill has a heavy production workload and is expanding very rapidly. It is short of both permanent and temporary workers.

For Qin Jinru, this isn't a bad option. Temporary cafeteria work doesn't require much education, and it's an advantage that she can easily get enough to eat, potentially even benefiting her family. It can also compensate for her disadvantages in terms of residency and employment when it comes to finding a partner.

This canteen was originally the private domain of the logistics staff. Others might not know what kind of situation Liu Lan in the canteen was in the TV series, but Gao Zhendong certainly did.

Since others can get in, Sha Zhu's relatives can naturally get in too. After all, Sha Zhu is now the head cook in the canteen, a core staff member in various reception tasks, and the recipient of the military self-heating rations. It's just a temporary worker vacancy, no big deal.

Currently, Deputy Factory Director Li is still in charge of logistics. With his abilities, he wouldn't even bring this matter to Gao Zhendong's attention; instead, he would simply give face to Sha Zhu. Deputy Factory Director Li would be ashamed to give Gao Zhendong that kind of face.

"Can it really work?" Sha Zhu's eyes widened like saucers.

Gao Zhendong laughed even harder: "Stop pretending. Did Sister Qin invite you here today?"

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu couldn't hold back any longer and reverted to his lazy expression: "I knew I couldn't hide it from you. I already told you, why bother with all this useless stuff, just get it done directly. That tiger woman wouldn't have it, she insisted that I come and sound you out."

Sha Zhu himself is confident in handling this matter.

Gao Zhendong shook his head and said nothing. He just smiled and said, "Do whatever you want." He didn't even bother with a "we'll talk about it later" kind of excuse, so what problems could there be?
"That's good! Come on, let's drink." Sha Zhu put his mind at ease and picked up his glass.
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"Those words you just said, were they spoken by Comrade Zhendong?" In a certain place in Jinchen, the leader asked with a smile to the defense committee leader sitting opposite him.

"Yes, that's basically what he said," the defense commission leader nodded. The leader was referring to Gao Zhendong's remarks about unity and cooperation in the aerospace industry.

The leader nodded repeatedly: "Well said, well said! All the reasons mentioned before are minor details, and they can all change. But this reason, 'collectivism shines brightly, and we unite as one to seek victory,' will never change! This comrade has never disappointed us with his ideological awareness."

The defense commission leader laughed: "He certainly lived up to your assessment of him as 'three outstanding qualities'."

"Yes, yes, excellent! Hahaha." The commander laughed heartily.

"So what do you think about this matter?" Gao Zhendong had said it should be done quickly, and the leaders of the National Defense Commission were also fully supportive. Although he didn't know why, he always had a feeling that Gao Zhendong was right.

"I think it's a good idea! We can't control whether others are stingy or not, but we should be more magnanimous." The leader agreed with Gao Zhendong's idea. Although he thought those "minor details" were unimportant, they were still useful to others. On this point, Comrade Zhendong's analysis made sense.

"Okay, then let's arrange the work like this."
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Gao Zhendong is currently unaware of the outcome of the space cooperation; no matter how quickly the leaders of the National Defense Commission act, it cannot be resolved in a short time.

He is currently working on the final stages of a project that will not be completed in a short period of time.

He was sitting in the conference room of the National Defense Commission, attending the very same meeting that had recently been brought up by the comrades who had come to discuss the atmospheric waveguide over-the-horizon radar.

—Final test of airborne Doppler radar.

Despite being called an airborne Doppler radar, this radar actually bears the heavy responsibility of laying the foundation for Doppler radars for land, sea, and air. After its finalization and acceptance, it will have an impact on many fields.

Therefore, everyone from top to bottom attached great importance to this. In addition to radar institutes, the National Defense Commission, and various experts, comrades from the military came not only from the Air Force, but also from the Army and Air Force.

Before the meeting even started, Gao Zhendong sat in his seat, flipping through an internal reference document in his hand.

One of the messages, though small in font, was very noticeable to him.

"After research and deliberation, it has been decided to establish an export-oriented economic processing and trade zone in the area southeast of Fanzhou and north of Zhudao City, adjacent to Zhudao City. The trade zone policy is being formulated, and some comrades have already gone to the trade zone, which currently has nothing, to carry out preliminary work. In addition, the work to establish a similar area in Shujiang City is also progressing in an orderly manner."

"Interesting, very interesting!" Gao Zhendong laughed.

Just as he saw this, the leaders of the National Defense Commission walked in and plopped down next to Gao Zhendong.

"Zhendong, the matter we discussed last time is progressing relatively smoothly for now. Now it depends on whether the other party is willing to take the challenge and how many challenges they are willing to take."

As soon as the leader sat down, he informed Gao Zhendong of some good news.

Gao Zhendong raised his arm to look at the date on the watch face. Hmm, if he brought it up now, it might still be in time.

As for the demands made, how many can be implemented and met is beyond Gao Zhendong's control and influence.

In his view, if even one of his requests was fulfilled, it would be pure profit.

(End of this chapter)