Chapter 774 - 294: Shocking Words_3
I fondly remember how my teacher, Mr. Chen, aspired his whole life to build Huaxia into a mathematics powerhouse—a strong mathematical nation! Regrettably, my abilities and knowledge fall short, making it difficult for me to bear such a great responsibility. Though I never dare to slack off, and I've toiled and bled, the results have been minimal. If I can add even a brick or tile to the edifice of Huaxia's mathematics over the foundation my teacher laid, then my life will not have been in vain.
Fortunately, learning knows no bounds, and the younger generation is to be feared. With the emergence of a genius teenager like Qiao Ze, if Mr. Chen knew from beyond the grave, he would surely be comforted. That's it, I've taken Qian's words to heart today. From now on, I'll stop meddling so much.
I just hope that in my lifetime I can see with my own eyes the Xilin School truly become the center of world mathematics so that a hundred years from now, when I meet Mr. Chen, I can feel proud within my heart."
"Haha, Qiu, it's good that you can think this way. Our generation just needs to do our best and keep a clear conscience—that's enough. Rest assured, you will definitely see that day. And I'm not just complimenting you, it's just that Qiao Ze's speed in shaking things up is incredibly fast.
You don't know, our deep-sea cluster exploration project was originally a five-year plan. Based on past experience, getting an engineering prototype out in three years, obtaining test data, and mass producing in two years is already considered a fast pace.
You guess what? It's only been half a year, and the engineering machines are already being installed. We expect the first batch of engineering machines to undergo sea trials this year, and by the beginning of next year, we'll have the first-hand data. Just think, that's four years ahead of our fastest projected pace.
Not to mention that mathematics is still his strong suit, and he already has so much accumulation. Qiao's Algebraic Geometry has become a key research project at the Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton, and "New Discoveries in Mathematics and Physics" invites top mathematicians in the world as reviewers.
Furthermore, Qiao Ze can now afford the luxury of writing his papers only in Chinese, with a bunch of translators abroad scrambling to translate them into English, and world-class top journals are hoping to publish his papers. What Xilin lacks now is nothing but some heritage and the ability to cultivate mathematicians.
Wait until a while later, when those professors at the Xi Lin Mathematical Research Institute have grown, and the Qiao and Ze Classes have nurtured a few more outstanding students. Then, if Xilin isn't the center of world mathematics, who dares to claim they are?"
After hearing Qian's spirited words, Qiu nodded his head, his spirits lifted as well.
Actually, he knew all about these things and had seen them with his own eyes. The Huaxia Mathematical Community had been paying attention to the up-and-coming Qiao Ze from the moment he burst onto the scene.
But to say it as frankly as Qian did made it seem all the more encouraging.
Of course, he still wasn't willing to admit defeat; "Alright, enough of that. I know you're busy, so off you go. I'll take care of this matter. Anyone who dares to object, I can act as the bad guy. After all, I'm experienced with that sort of thing."
"Haha, then thank you, Qiu. I really do have an important meeting this afternoon, so I'll take my leave now,"
"Um! Take care of your health."
"You too, take care of your health. Not for any other reason, but so that together, we can witness Huaxia become a world mathematical power! And a hundred years from now, to share a drink and a chat with Mr. Chen!"
"Certainly!"
"Certainly!"
...
Meanwhile, at the same time in the United States, within an office at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW in Washington, two people were also in conversation.
"Mr. Smith, the boss is busy and can't see you personally, so he's asked me to briefly discuss a matter with you. First off, the boss would like to ask you a question—do you have confidence in taking on Langley's work during this transitional period?"
"Yes, sir, I can!"
"Good, Smith. So, according to usual practice, as the deputy director, you'll need to assume the heavy responsibilities of Langley during this transitional period."
"Yes, sir, I'm ready."
"Before that, take a look at this document and tell me if you have the confidence to complete the task."
The formally-attired Ruel Smith glanced at the office secretary before accepting the document handed to him and began to read earnestly.
The secretary didn't rush him, stood up, and poured himself a cup of coffee, then quietly waited.
The document was only three pages long, and by the time the secretary returned with his coffee and sat down opposite Ruel Smith, the deputy director had already placed the document on the table.
"How about it? Do you have confidence?"
"Of course, I'll do my best."
"We'll cooperate in every way possible, I mean in every aspect."
"Understood, I'll do my best," Ruel Smith reiterated.
"No, you don't understand. This is an extremely important task, and you need to be fully confident."
Ruel Smith fell silent; he probably understood why Romand Willi had resigned.
Fortunately, he still had a choice.
If they didn't give him the position of acting director, the current man in distress probably didn't have a better option.
Although there were two other deputy directors, if they didn't choose him, would they allow the person opposite to rise to the position?
That would likely leave them truly sleepless.
So, after the silence, Ruel Smith still insisted, "Understood, I'll do my best."
The secretary looked at Ruel Smith in disappointment, then nodded.
"Okay, as long as you have confidence, that's good. The boss is looking forward to hearing your good news."
"Yes, I will do my best."
...
Hundreds of kilometers away, Romand Willi was facing another person and began with a bombshell revelation: "There's reason to suspect that our network has been taken over by artificial intelligence, and it's not even ours!"
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