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The experiment was successfully concluded, and the war robot aircraft project was finally completed. The crowd cheered and Zhang Zhai was relieved.

"Mr. Zhang, we succeeded!" Professor Yang said happily.

Although Professor Hu did not speak, the smile on his face showed his cheerful mood.

The robot project of war robot is the last related project of war robot. His successful conclusion basically means that war robot will go into production.

Zhang Zhai asked Professor Hu Runze to manage the following trivial matters and went to find a quiet corner by himself.

He gave Chief Xie a phone call.

Soon, Chief Xie was connected.

"Xie Lao, the flight project on the war robot has been successfully completed, and the flight function of the war robot has been able to perfectly meet the actual combat requirements. You promised me before, will you not regret it?" Zhang Zhai smiled and said in a good mood .

"So fast?" Chief Xie said subconsciously, but reacted instantly, and he smiled.

"I knew your kid was capable, and it hadn't been fifteen days, and the flight function had been done. Rest assured, since I have agreed to your request, it is naturally impossible to regret it. If your kid wants to dig, then dig Well. If you dig, you dig, the country will never stop. "

Chief Xie promised very easily, without any hesitation.

But Zhang Zhai was a little puzzled, and this promised to be too simple, but once he turned his head and thought for a moment, he understood.

Although these experts are all babies, they have nothing to do with Chief Xie. Most of them are experts from the Academy of Sciences, the Institute of Technology, or researchers in the Research Base 023, and have no direct contact with Chief Xie.

Whoever hurts, Chief Xie can't hurt.

However, Chief Xie's meat doesn't hurt, that's not what Zhang Zhai cares about. Whoever hurts him, let me dig it out first.

"Then thank you for being old." Zhang Zhai smiled.

Xie Lao also laughed heartily. After the laugh, Xie Lao suddenly showed a weird expression. How to say, it was like a cat who caught a mouse, a little proud and happy, and a little "sinister"

"Xiao Zhai, your mech information ..." Chief Xie said halfway and stopped.

Zhang Zhai heard the words and understood that, "Sell it?"

"Yes, Xiao Di, guess which country you sold it to?" Chief Xie first gave a positive answer, and asked like a child.

For this question, Zhang Zhai didn't hesitate and gave an answer directly, "rice country."

Zhang Zhai's decisiveness made the words in Chief Xie's mouth froze.

"Xiao Zhai, are you so sure?"

"It's only possible to be a rice country." Zhang Zhai said again with great certainty.

Xie Lao could not help but smiled and shook his head, "You stinky boy, you are too smart."

"That's right, that information went to Mi Guo's hands after being rolled over. A total of 8 billion US dollars were bought, of which 5.6 billion US dollars have been credited to Huahe Technology."

"So little?" Zhang Zhai couldn't help shaking his head. "I've lost money, I've lost money."

"I thought I could sell at least two or three billion yuan, but in the end, I lost so much."

"Your boy, it's ..." Zhang Zhai was so annoyed that the chief almost smoked his nose, forcing himself not to hang up the phone.

"Ahem ..." Zhang Zhai quickly changed the subject when she saw this.

"Xie Lao, now the war robot has been developed and can be put into mass production immediately. If it goes well, it may be able to serve on a large scale before the National Day. But until now, it has no name. Do you think it is a bit inappropriate? ? "

Chief Xie heard that his face was faster than that of the book, and he was annoyed just now, and at this time, he returned to the indifferent expression of Ruo Taishan.

"Since you mentioned this problem, you should give the war robot a name." Chief Xie said with a smile.

"I'll take it? I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

Historically, strategic weapons at the national level and strategic scientific and technological achievements have been named by Elder One.

For example, the old man who got the name, Shenzhou, Shenjian, Shenguang ... one is better than the other.

"There is nothing inappropriate. This war robot can be achieved. The main contribution is you. There is no better person to name it than you. But ... you have to be serious. I don't want to hear names such as Pippi shrimp."

That's it, Zhang Zhai didn't show affection, and thought for a moment.

"Better to call, Dragon One? Dragon-type war robots."

Chief Xie shook his head. "Changing it, it's not appropriate."

Zhang Zhai's eyebrows frowned, looking up at the war robot, thinking.

"There are two names, one is Chi You and the other is Yan Huang. Xie Lao, choose one."

"War robots, choose the battle **** Chi You." Chief Xie gave the answer.

"That line, Chiyou generation, war robot." Zhang Zhai smiled and repeated, feeling pretty good.

...

Thirty minutes later, Zhang Zhai stayed in the room inside the base.

"Father, so far, 600,000 resumes have been received. Do you want to stop accepting resumes?"

A1's voice sounded in the room.

Zhang Zhai's tumbling motion on the bed was delayed.

"It's 600,000? It's really fast enough." Zhang Zhai stood up with a grin on her face.

Waking up that morning, he received 100,000 resumes. He thought that the speed would slow down. How could he know that this matter would get worse.

He underestimated the enthusiasm of people for space, especially when the enthusiasm of these people was mobilized, the power that burst out was simply appalling.

Of course, all kinds of media have contributed to this.

"Yes, father, whether to close the channel for receiving resumes," A1 said.

"No, it's 600,000 resumes, and it doesn't matter if you recruit 12,000 people, I can still afford them." Zhang Zhaidan said.

Perhaps it was him, the owner of Zhaicheng, who was able to say such domineering words.

"A1, you just need to strictly implement my requirements."

"Well, I see. Father ~ www.readwn.com ~ 咚咚咚 ..."

The door was knocked at this time, and Zhang Zhai was not surprised. Except late at night, his door, during this time, it would be strange if it did not ring once in half an hour.

"Click."

Two familiar figures stood at the door of Zhang Zhai.

Professor Hu and Yang.

"Professor Hu, Professor Yang, it's really strange that you two came to me together."

"Professor Hu and I are just academic disputes, and there is no personal hatred. What's so strange about this?" Professor Yang shook his head.

"General Manager Zhang, you may be leaving the base tomorrow?" Professor Hu Runze asked.

In the previous virtual battlefield project, Zhang Zhai was like that, leaving immediately after the event, it can be described as chic.

It was a miracle not to go straight this time.

"Yes, I plan to leave tomorrow morning." Zhang Zhai responded with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang, the cooperation with you is very pleasant. You are going to leave suddenly, you are really not used to it." Professor Yang's face showed a trace of regret.

Zhang Zhai laughed, and there was no sadness on her face.

"Rest assured, there are still many opportunities for us to cooperate in the future." Zhang Zhai said meaningfully.

But obviously, Professor Yang didn't hear it.

"Ah, I hope so." Professor Yang sighed.

"Mr. Zhang, we plan to give you a farewell dinner ..."

"No, let's talk tomorrow." Zhang Di interrupted.

Farewell ... Maybe you will go with me tomorrow.

"Professor Hu Runze, Professor Yang, I sent you something in your mailbox. Tonight you can take a look." Zhang Zhai said with a mysterious smile.

Hu Runze and Professor Yang felt Zhang Zhai's words. Some are inexplicable, some feel a little puzzled.