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Chapter 323 Telecommunications Leaders, Lin Dong Wants to Build a Large Scientific Facility

Whew! Whew—

The cold wind in the twelfth lunar month in Northwest China feels like a knife scraping against your face.

Ignoring the surprised looks from his classmates and teachers along the way, Zhang Zihua, panting heavily, rushed towards the small auditorium with all his might without stopping.

It's late!

What's wrong with being late?

That was the only thing he could think of!

Seven years have passed since that day.

That project has been completed for five years, and that fighter jet, which embodies the hard work and hopes of countless people, has been soaring in the sky for five years.

If I didn't look at the photos, my father's face would already be blurry in my mind.

All he remembers now is his childhood: his father would lift him high above his head, his father would take him to make all sorts of interesting flying toys, and his father would sincerely apologize to his teachers and classmates when he and Zhang Yihao got into trouble at school, patiently teaching him the principles of being a good person and how to conduct oneself.

But soon.

Father became those forever closed eyes lying in the emergency room, became Mother's hysterical cries that day, became the red-eyed silence of Xu Ziming, Huang Xinhua, Lin Weiliang, Wang Xingguo, and other elders—

From that day on, his father became a name that could not be publicly revealed or spoken, a clear yet gradually fading shadow. He would no longer joke with him, no longer lift him high above his head, and no longer teach him how to be a person or how to conduct himself.

He was like an abandoned child, forced to follow in his father's footsteps, running with all his might, chasing after him with all his might, only to watch the shadow before him grow ever more distant and indistinct.

"Zhang Zihua! Zhang Zihua!"

Behind him, Zhong Xi ran after him, calling out to him.

But after chasing for most of the chase, and running around a corner, Zhang Zihua's figure disappeared from sight and ran into the academy's small auditorium.

Thud—

The doors to the small auditorium of Northwestern Polytechnical University were suddenly pushed open.

Zhang Zihua rushed in, panting heavily. He looked up and saw Lin Dong, Zhang Yihao, Li Tao, Huang Qingyao, and others. But before he could speak, the three military representatives and the staff of the Ministry of Military Affairs next to him caught his attention.

Oh no, it was the photos and certificates held by the military representatives and staff that caught his attention—

This is----

Zhang Zihua stared wide-eyed at the familiar photograph, then at the certificate beside it—the military insignia, the red flag, his name, date of birth, his deeds, and the final, frozen date of his sacrifice: 2009.

"dad----"

Zhang Zihua called out in a trembling voice, wanting to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't say anything, only tears kept flowing.

"Salute to the family!"

The leading military representative shouted, and the three military representatives raised their hands in a flash, their posture upright and their expressions solemn as they offered Zhang Zihua this belated greeting, seven years late.

"Zihua".

Lin Dong's eyes were also a little red. He walked over and patted Zhang Zihua on the shoulder, saying softly, "Uncle Zhang is back from his business trip."

I'm back from my business trip —

Upon hearing his friend's words, Zhang Zihua could no longer contain his grief and stood there, wailing loudly.

"Waaah! Waaah—He's back! He's back! But he's gone—Lin Dong, my dad's gone! He's gone!"

Lin Dong pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He just held Zhang Zihua's shoulder to prevent him from falling to the ground and let him cry.

In the small auditorium, everyone watched Zhang Zihua's wailing and cried loudly.

Seeing this childhood friend, who had been mischievous and playful since childhood but had been quiet and silent for more than seven years since the third grade, break down and cry at this moment.

Li Tao, Xu Qingling, Huang Qingyao, and the others couldn't help but wipe their eyes and turn their heads away, with Zhang Yihao even bursting into tears.

"Zhang Zihua!"

At that moment, Zhong Xi rushed in from outside, looking anxious.

As soon as she entered, she heard Zhang Zihua breaking down in tears, but before she could ask anything, several military representatives and staff from the affairs department in the small auditorium caught her attention.

When I saw the two martyr notification letters and certificates, and the photo of a face that looked eight parts like Zhang Zihua, I was amazed.

In an instant, as if realizing something, she covered her mouth in disbelief, her eyes instantly reddening—

Nine o'clock in the evening, at a hotel outside Northwestern Polytechnical University.

Xu Qingling brought over a cup of milk tea and a cola, handed the cola to Lin Dong, looked at Zhang Zihua who had finished the process and was chatting with Zhang Yihao and Li Tao not far away, and then looked at Zhong Xi who was chatting with Huang Qingyao, Su Yue and the others, and asked with a curious and gossipy expression.

"Dongdong, Zhang Zihua, my college classmate, actually came out with me—is this a girl pursuing a boy? Do you think it has a chance?"

"It would have been impossible before, but now—"

Lin Dong took a sip of the cola, looked at Zhang Zihua who was still quiet but clearly more energetic, then looked at Zhong Xi on the other side, and said with a smile, "There's a pretty good chance."

He still remembered Zhong Xi from his previous life. When Zhang Zihua returned to Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group for his master's degree internship, she also pursued a relationship with Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group the following year after graduating and interning there.

But by then, Zhang Zihua was completely unable to get over it and couldn't overcome his inner turmoil. He heard from Zhang Yihao that after waiting for three years without any results, he was transferred from Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group to Shenyang Aircraft Corporation.

Now, Zhang Zihua has just started university and the J-20 project has been unblocked. The hurdle in his heart is slowly dissipating, and maybe there really is hope.

"Then hopefully—" Xu Qingling smiled upon hearing this, "With someone here at university to accompany him, Zhang Zihua can recover more quickly."

talking.

Xu Qingling, as if struck by a thought, asked, "Xia Ran's winter break starts tomorrow. Should we have her come to Xi'an and then go back with us?"

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Lin Dong looked up at Xu Qingling, shook his head and said, "You and your girlfriends can handle your own affairs. There's room on the plane anyway."

"Then I told them I'd pick her up from the airport tomorrow—"

Xu Qingling nodded and was about to get up to go over to Huang Qingyao when Lin Dong grabbed her wrist.

"What?" Xu Qingling turned around curiously.

"You have to pay for the plane ticket for the person you invited—" Lin Dong looked at Xu Qingling, smiled, and tapped his own face.

"what!"

Xu Qingling's ears turned red instantly, and she stammered, "Dongdong, Yaoyao and the others are watching. When we get back—"

"What's there to be afraid of if you're single?"

Lin Dong smiled and said, "I'm going up to my room to sleep and make a phone call later. I won't wait for you if I'm late."

"Dongdong————"

Xu Qingling looked at Lin Dong with a wronged and innocent expression.

But after watching for two seconds and realizing that Lin Dong was completely unmoved, she had no choice but to blush and lean down to kiss Lin Dong on the cheek.

"Wow!

"ah!!"

Not far away, cheers erupted from Su Yue and her friends, along with Huang Qingyao's murderous screeching.

"Let's go chat over there. If you're going out for a stroll, remember to invite Uncle Qi and the others along." Lin Dong smiled with satisfaction.

"Okay."

Xu Qingling stood up, her face flushed but her eyes sparkling as she responded, and then ran towards Huang Qingyao and the others.

Lin Dong watched Xu Qingling's retreating figure, then called out to Zhang Zihua and Zhang Yihao to go to bed, before taking the elevator up to the hotel's luxury suite.

Beep—

Lin Dong took out a professional nonlinear node detection instrument from his backpack, scanned the entire room, and after confirming that there were no problems, he took out a secure mobile phone that could only connect to Beidou and military networks and dialed his leader's number.

"Xiao Dong, what brings you here so late?"

The phone rang for a while before being answered, and a familiar voice came through.

"Grandpa Leader, the J-20 project has been unblocked. We're here at Northwestern Polytechnical University today to film a special report—" Lin Dong handed over the J-20...

I briefly explained that the special project is planned to be released before the end of the year.

"That's fine, spend more time with them, don't forget."

After listening to Lin Dong's story, the leader smiled with satisfaction and said, "I'll check with them tomorrow. If it's filmed and released before the New Year, there shouldn't be any problem. Let all those who have put in the effort have a good New Year—"

"There's another matter. I've compiled the new industry plan for 17, and now I have a rough outline. Please listen to it and see if it suits your needs," Lin Dong said, bringing up another matter.

"Go ahead," the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became serious.

"Bio-health products that benefit the whole population—I just happened to have some technology that I researched before. By leveraging this technological advantage, I can increase the product price and then use the national special subsidy program to benefit the whole population—" Lin Dong earnestly stated his idea.

"Is that the biological project you mentioned last time? Has it progressed to the point where you've actually developed the technology?"

"Yes, we have a general plan and framework, and it can be completed before 17." Lin Dong nodded.

"It doesn't involve longevity, right? We can't handle that yet—"

"Improving health won't break your lifespan," Lin Dong said with a smile. "I don't even know how to research lifespan technology right now."

"With these funds flowing into the biotechnology industry, how will they be absorbed in the next step?"

The leader raised a question, saying solemnly, "If we can't fully absorb it and instead release it again, it will only cause higher inflation and market shocks."

"Major infrastructure projects".

Lin Dong took a deep breath, his eyes shining with anticipation, and said, "The private sector approach: private companies make independent decisions, use bioproduct loans, and then use the future revenue of the products and the company's value as collateral to build large-scale scientific research infrastructure and large scientific facilities, and then use these facilities to lock in the project!"

His plan is essentially still a 30-year loan, except that in the past, he used people's 30-year future to make loans and develop the real estate economy. Now, he is using biological products to make loans and develop large-scale scientific infrastructure.

"Private companies make independent decisions to build more large-scale scientific facilities —"

After thinking for a few minutes, the leader said helplessly, "Xiao Dong, you're playing a grand game, but it's facing a lot of resistance."

Although it is said that profits are earned through absorption from leading biological products, private companies can make their own decisions.

However, when the amount of funds reaches a certain level, this becomes a matter of social decision-making, not a matter of private company decision-making.

With so much money being poured into large-scale scientific facilities, those groups that originally planned to take advantage of the massive stimulus will definitely be the first to jump out and oppose it.

After all, the new energy industry and the AI ​​industry, although they have higher barriers to entry, are ultimately profitable.

A large scientific facility — most people have never even heard of it, let alone participated in it or had a taste of it.

Moreover, few countries have yet mastered the operation of large-scale scientific facilities; once completed, their value will inevitably depreciate, unlike real estate which appreciates continuously.

"Boss, this is also infrastructure. We didn't say they couldn't participate. They can come in and bid for construction. It's just that these infrastructure projects have higher technical requirements."

As for operations—if they don't understand it, then I'll do it. Let all the universities come and play together. If they really invest and can't break even, the losses are my problem.

Regardless, from a future perspective, this large scientific facility is far more valuable than a bunch of empty houses. Besides, without these as a foundation, we will never be able to reach the stars.

Lin Dong, filled with emotion, shared his thoughts.

A large-scale scientific facility—this was something he had always envisioned.

Without these large-scale facilities, many cutting-edge fields of physics, biology, and materials would not be able to advance, and his space program and the Starry Sky program would be destined to remain indefinitely delayed.

The wave of investment and construction of large scientific facilities in China in the previous life, apart from the facilities accumulated over the past few decades, mainly occurred in 2025 and 2026.

The Pulsed High Magnetic Field Facility, the Fully Superconducting Tokamak Nuclear Fusion Experimental Facility, the Five-hundred-meter Aperture Spherical Radio Telescope (FAST), the Human Cell Lineage Large-Scale Scientific Research Facility, and other scientific facilities, along with supporting facilities, buildings, and personnel—

These are all money-devouring behemoths, enough to thoroughly absorb the money released by the central bank for a while.

Now that the AI ​​and new energy industries have gradually developed and industrial upgrading is on track, the wave of large-scale scientific facilities expected in 2025 and 2026 can gradually be put into planning.

"Large scientific installations are always more valuable than a bunch of empty houses —"

The leader repeated Lin Dong's words, paused for more than ten seconds, and said seriously but helplessly, "Have your godfather prepare a report and come over before the Spring Festival to attend a small meeting. Let me see how to handle it—"

"Are you deliberately creating difficult problems? A few years ago, you drew up a pie in the sky about a sixth-generation fighter jet to promote industrial and commercial upgrading. Now, before the sixth-generation fighter jet has even been developed, you're drawing up another pie in the sky about a large-scale scientific infrastructure project."

Done.

The leader seemed to have thought of something, paused for a moment, and said, "Xiao Dong, how do you think you're going to get this biological product out after this year?"

Our equipment hasn't been fully upgraded yet, and it's not suitable for you to expose this biological product. Once the biological product is exposed, the enemy will associate everything that happened before with you.

"Um, how about the biological project?"

Lin Dong's eyes widened suddenly: "Grandpa Leader, everyone here works with computers, it doesn't have anything to do with biology!"

"They're all tech enthusiasts —"

The leader paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "If we don't put it into operation, a biological project is fine, but if we do put it into operation, someone has to take over—never mind, I'll talk to your godfather when he comes to the meeting."

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