The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

"Don't worry about safety."

The security supervisor nodded: "That kid stayed in that small building for half an hour. Anyone with eyes can tell what kind of person he is. Anyone who dares to mess with him should think twice before acting."

"What's obvious is one thing, but the hidden agendas can't be neglected."

The leader in the main seat waved his hand: "Those financial conglomerates hiding behind the scenes don't follow any rules."

"Understood! It has been deployed."

"There's also the matter of industry collaboration."

The leader added, "A joint delegation from the Education Bureau, the Science and Technology Commission, the Industry and Information Technology Bureau, and several major central enterprises has already set off for Fucheng."

"Tell them not to rush into talking, let Ji Bai rest for a couple of days, spend time with family and friends, and we'll talk again once he's recovered."

"Such a big matter can't be rushed in a day or two. To respect talent, we must first respect their personal lives."

The level of attention given to such groundbreaking events as room-temperature superconductivity is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

The reason why we didn't immediately discuss cooperation and plans as soon as Ji Bai landed is essentially out of respect for this vital national asset.

Talented people are not tools; you can't just pull them into work right after they've survived a near-death experience.

"besides……"

The leader brought up a few more things, all of which were about Ji Bai.

From daily life to work to future development, every aspect.

"You should all be aware that the significance of Ji Bai, who proved the five major mathematical conjectures, is completely different from that of Ji Bai, who produced room-temperature superconductivity."

Upon hearing this, everyone present nodded in agreement, understanding the implication perfectly.

There is an unwritten hierarchy of talent within the system, with those at the T0 level being Nobel Prize-winning achievers.

Next in order are recipients of the State Top Science and Technology Award, academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Engineering, top overseas academicians, and provincial leading experts.

Further down the list are top international awards in a single discipline, such as the Fields Medal and the Turing Award.

In other words, Ji Bai, who previously won the Philippine Prize, is ranked two places behind academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Engineering in terms of priority within the system.

This is also the reason why Academician Zhou and his group dared to openly and secretly trip him up back then.

No matter how outstanding one's academic achievements are, one's qualifications and rank are what they are.

But now, the situation is completely reversed.

What is room-temperature superconductivity?

It is a genuine Nobel Prize-level achievement, and a core achievement that can reshape the global energy landscape and rewrite the entire industrial system. It belongs to the very top tier of Nobel Prize-level achievements.

Even before Ji Bai stood on the Nobel Prize podium, his strategic value had already been directly classified into the highest tier.

One file per person, green light throughout the system, resources available for immediate use.

From security levels and medical support to scientific research facilities, everything is aligned with the highest standards.

"So remember this: from now on, nothing involving Ji Bai is trivial."

The leader said slowly, "His research needs will be prioritized, his personal life will be met as much as possible, and his safety is the bottom line—we cannot back down even a step!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the meeting room door was gently pushed open.

The secretary quickly walked to the head of the table, bent down, and whispered a few words.

The leader's face instantly darkened, his relaxed brows furrowed, and he even paused for half a second.

Everyone present felt a chill run down their spine upon seeing this.

The fact that it made this person change their expression was no small matter.

"Comrades, the situation has changed."

The leader looked up, his voice carrying a hint of seriousness, instantly dispelling the relaxed atmosphere from before.

"The video of Ji Bai's flight encountering danger has spread on foreign websites and has completely caused a sensation. Half of the top 20 trending topics worldwide are about this incident."

boom!

A muffled thunderclap seemed to erupt in the conference room.

Everyone's expression changed.

This is no ordinary gossip or rumors.

Civilian passenger plane attack, military missile interception, carrier-based aircraft aerial standoff...

Any one of these events could be a major diplomatic event.

Once concrete evidence emerges, relations between the two countries will inevitably become extremely tense, and it could even ignite regional arms races.

"How did it leak out?"

The security leader frowned on the spot: "All electronic devices of domestic passengers were checked upon landing, all relevant images were cleared, and a gag order was issued. It couldn't have been a leak on our end."

"If it wasn't us, then it must have been a slip-up on the American side."

Someone analyzed in a low voice: "There were many foreign passengers on board, and the embassy was in charge of taking over the screening. So they didn't even clean up their own mess?"

"It's not that simple." The leader in the lead shook his head.

"The concessions were just agreed upon when the video was released; the timing was perfect."

"It seems that some people don't want us to ease tensions with them, or perhaps someone wants to muddy the waters and fish in troubled waters."

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

Yes, what a coincidence!

Just as both sides reached a compromise behind the scenes, preparing to back down and quell the situation, the damning video spread around the world.

This is clearly a case of someone trying to put both sides in a difficult position, forcing them into a direct confrontation so that they can profit from the situation.

"This is troublesome." Someone sighed.

"Once public opinion fully develops, the hardliners on the US side will inevitably seize the opportunity to make a big fuss, and even if they want to back down, they won't be able to stop."

"The risk level for Ji Bai is going to be raised again."

"Immediately activate the Level 1 public opinion emergency plan."

The leader immediately decided: "Domestic affairs should be kept stable for now. We won't respond proactively and will see how the other side plays its cards."

"In addition, notify the security forces in Fucheng to upgrade their alert level. Add another layer of covert sentries to Ji Bai's residence and travel routes, ensuring seamless 24-hour coverage."

"Also, investigate the source IP of the video, find out who's behind it all. I want to see who's pulling the strings!"

"yes!"

……

at the same time.

Eagle, Oak Estate.

Actually, the name "Oak Union" comes more from the name of the estate.

This estate was built in the 16th century, when there was no Stars and Stripes on this continent, only Native American campfires and European explorers' sailing ships.

The estate changed hands several times, surviving the flames of the Revolutionary War and changing hands again amidst the smoke of the Civil War. Finally, at the end of the 19th century, it fell into the hands of the Hausen family, becoming the power center of this long-established tycoon for generations.

"Fuck! Who released this video?!"

The youngest son of the Hausen family, and one of the most favored heirs of this generation, grabbed the crystal whiskey glass next to him and smashed it hard on the ground.

"Richard, be quiet!"

Behind the desk, old Hausen slowly put down his cigar. He didn't look at the pile of broken glass on the ground, nor at his enraged son; he simply narrowed his eyes slightly.

Richard Hausen, suppressing his anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Father, this is clearly someone targeting the Hausen family!"

The whistleblower not only released the video, but also named the Hausen family as the mastermind behind it all.

The trending topics on foreign websites are no longer just about the hijacking video; the term "Hausen family" is surging at a rate of tens of thousands per minute!

"Is it those guys from the Transatlantic Alliance, or the Pacific Rim Industrial Complex?"

Richard Hausen mentioned two groups that had always been at odds with their Oak Union.

Old Hausen did not answer immediately.

He leaned back in his high-backed leather chair, his fingertips rhythmically tapping the armrest, his gaze passing over his son and landing on the row of portraits of his ancestors on the wall.

After a long silence, he suddenly spoke: "It's hard to say. Maybe it's one of our own?"

"If we can't get any cake from outsiders, then letting our own people eat less is a worthwhile deal!"

Richard's pupils suddenly contracted.

"You mean...one of us?"

If it's one of our own, that's even more terrifying!

Old Hausen laughed.

"Richard, my child, what are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of a single video? A few trending topics? Or are you afraid of those cowards who don't even dare to reveal their identities and only dare to post anonymously online?"

"It seems the world has forgotten what kind of existence the Hausen family truly is!"

"During the Civil War, we sold arms to both sides; half of the Union's rifles and the Confederate's artillery came from our factories. During World War I, we stockpiled oil and steel, waiting for the Europeans to deplete their reserves before selling them at high prices, earning half of Wall Street's revenue. And World War II goes without saying; before the smoke of Pearl Harbor had even cleared, our military production lines were already running at full capacity!"

"For over a century, our enemies have ranged from the North German Chamber of Commerce to Napoleon's finance minister, from Lincoln's secretary of war to Hitler's economic advisors; the list is longer than your family tree."

"But the Hausen family is still standing here, and the grass on all their graves is already taller than this old oak tree."

"Whoever it is, whether they're hiding behind the scenes and making underhanded moves, or trying to use us as a target to push out, so be it."

"He's not qualified to mess with the Hausen family!"

Seeing his father's resolute expression, Richard's anxiety gradually subsided.

Yes, the Hausen family has stood for centuries, its roots deeply embedded in every vein of this country.

A mere video and a few revealing statements cannot fundamentally harm the family.

"What about... Ji Bai?"

Richard always had a bad feeling when he thought of the boy who created the miracle.

Old Hausen sat back in his high-backed chair, picked up his cigar, took a puff, and slowly exhaled a perfectly round smoke ring:

"he?"

"He's not even a grain of sand compared to the Hausen family!"