What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

Chapter 153 Face Recognition

You can mentor students, but how you mentor them is none of your business.

Anyway, whether the students in the top class become successful or not doesn't matter if they take this chance.

Qin Ze felt that as long as he clocked in on time and earned his teaching fees, that would be enough.

Three thousand for a single class is quite a lot.

Moreover, the number of classes is up to Qin Ze.

So after a week, making 30,000 to 80,000 is just a piece of cake.

Not to mention that I have another project in hand right now.

After returning home, Qin Ze carefully reviewed the project documents twice more.

It was discovered that the original project was being handled by teachers from the Department of Weapon Science under the School of Aerospace Engineering.

But their progress has been minimal.

Firstly, as the client, the meteorological bureau has relatively high requirements.

Secondly, the school, as the funder, does not provide sufficient funding.

Therefore, the teachers in the original project team were not very enthusiastic and only worked sporadically.

After Qin Ze took office, the situation did not actually improve much.

The principal approved some funding, but not a lot.

The client remains the same, with high demands.

therefore.

After much deliberation, Qin Ze decided to have a face-to-face meeting with the client first to confirm their needs before proceeding.

Don't let them turn their backs on you after the project is completed.

So, on a sunny morning, Qin Ze arranged to meet Song Zhiyu at the Provincial Meteorological Bureau.

Song Zhiyu received his transfer order as soon as he returned from his vacation in the capital.

The principal originally thought that this proud and arrogant professor would have some resistance.

But to everyone's surprise, Song Zhiyu didn't refute at all and readily agreed to work for Qin Ze.

Even now, Song Zhiyu walks beside Qin Ze like a follower.

They were received by Gao Zhun, director of the Provincial Department of Environmental Modification Center.

But he didn't look well.

As soon as he entered, he looked at his watch and said, "I'll give you ten minutes. Hurry up, I'm very busy over there."

Seeing this person's attitude, Song Zhiyu was a little angry: "Ten minutes is too rushed. After all, we are here representing the University of Technology."

Upon hearing this, Gao Zhun looked the two people up and down.

I wouldn't be angry if you hadn't said you were representing the university.

When you mentioned representing the university...

The university has gone too far.

Such a big project, and only two people like this came?

The woman looked young, but she was alright.

What's wrong with this guy?

He looks like he's just come of age; he still has a childish air about him.

The university doesn't treat our meteorological bureau like human beings either!

Such a serious project, and they sent over two impetuous young men.

So Gao Zhun vented his anger on the two of them.

"It's just ten minutes. You can chat if you want, otherwise it's fine."

"I still have a lot of things to do."

"Half of the radar in the hall is broken. Who can I complain to?"

Gao Zhun was also completely baffled.

A few days ago, a wave of inexplicable electromagnetic interference caused radar anomalies across the country.

Either it crashes and becomes unusable, or the values are incorrect.

The provincial radar is no exception.

Upon hearing this...

Qin Ze immediately became obedient.

Others may not know what those radars are all about, but how could he not know?

To be honest...

It was good enough that the weather bureau didn't bother him with the broken radars.

So he immediately focused on the project at hand and said.

"Our school attaches great importance to this project..."

Upon hearing this, Gao Zhun couldn't help but retort, "Are you sure you care? You two come and..."

Why send two of these people if they value this so much?

Ignoring the interruptions, Qin Ze said, "Of course, we've upgraded the project again, and it's now being led by Professor Song Zhiyu."

This introduction is not important.

Gao Zhun and Song Zhiyu were both stunned.

Gao Zhun was surprised that the girl in front of him was so young, yet she was a professor?

What surprised Song Zhiyu was that Qin Ze was clearly in charge of this project, so how could she take over?

But before Song Zhiyu could correct her.

Qin Ze continued, "Professor Song is the second youngest professor in our college, and he is fully capable."

"Besides that, her grandfather also had the surname Song, and he was in the military..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Song Zhiyu quickly covered Qin Ze's mouth.

What kind of talk is that?

Let's talk about work, why bring up my grandfather?

Gao Zhun isn't stupid.

Upon hearing this, his mind immediately began to work.

The surname Song...

Military Headquarters...

Song Jingcheng?

Gao Zhun is a frequent viewer of the CCTV Evening News.

The old man appears in military-related news every now and then.

So that's how it is...

It really is!

The girl in front of me, with her dashing and spirited demeanor, truly seems to have inherited some of that trait.

Like CEO Song, she exudes a certain domineering aura in every smile and frown.

At this point, Gao Zhun immediately changed his attitude.

"I'm sorry, Professor Song, I was blind and didn't recognize you..."

Song Zhiyu: "..."

Really satisfied.

I've already been careful enough at school to avoid suspicion.

I never expected Qin Ze to be the sixth brother!

Before anything even started being discussed, they began using the old man's reputation to intimidate people.

Isn't this just exploiting the old man?

but.

Talk about it, talk about it, make trouble.

The old man's name is still quite intimidating.

Ever since Qin Ze finished his introduction, Gao Zhun has been kneeling.

"I wonder what brings you two here today...?"

Qin Ze: "We mainly want to understand your department's demands."

"Because, as I said before, we are preparing to upgrade this project."

"Therefore, it is best for both parties, Party A and Party B, to reach an agreement before the project is upgraded."

Gao Zhun nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, yes! It's necessary, absolutely necessary."

"Here's the thing, this project was a sudden inspiration from our department."

"The main equipment we use to influence the weather now is all outdated, dating back decades, and it's actually quite inconvenient."

"So we wanted to work with the university to develop a batch of new equipment."

"As you all know, there are only three main factors that affect the weather."

"First, the amount of explosives."

"The larger the charge, the more artificial rainmaking medium can be contained."

"The second is shooting high."

"Our rain-producing medium must be able to reach the cumulonimbus cloud."

"Thirdly, there's the issue of accessibility."

"Rainfall operations have to follow the clouds; you never know where you might end up—mountainous areas, river valleys, hills—anything is possible..."

Qin Ze took out his notebook and wrote everything down.

We don't know why.

People within the system always like to summarize in three points, like a rigid, formulaic approach.

Sometimes, if there aren't enough three points, they'll force themselves to make up three.

It doesn't matter.

Whether it's three points or five points, as long as the needs are understood, Qin Ze can get the job done.

"Just these three points?" Qin Ze confirmed.

Gao Zhun nodded with a smile: "Yes, those are the three main points. These are our core requirements for the project."

"If we complete the project according to these three points, you won't go back on your word and refuse to accept it, right?" Qin Ze confirmed repeatedly.

Gao Zhun glanced at Song Zhiyu, who was standing to the side.

I thought to myself, even if you gave me ten lives, I wouldn't dare.

"Rest assured, as long as these three requirements are met, we will definitely accept the order on time and place the order."

"Alright then."

Qin Ze glanced at his watch.

"The conversation lasted exactly eight minutes, no more than ten minutes."

"We won't bother you any longer, goodbye."

Done.

Qin Ze gave Song Zhiyu a look, then strode away.

Only Gao Zhun remained, bewildered in the wind.

Three seconds later.

Gao Zhun raised his hand and slapped himself twice across the face.