Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

There are two floors with one staircase, and 1602 is on the other side of the stairs, blocked by a tall bonsai.

Meng Fu's door here is white, with some wood patterns, which look like annual rings.

At this time, she was leaning against the white door and the door frame, and Su Cheng wrapped one hand behind her, wrapping her arms around her waist, which was very thin inside the large black padded jacket.

The other hand was placed behind her head to keep her head from banging against the door frame.

Meng Fu leaned his back against the door frame, passively tilted his head back, and wanted to tilt his head, but was still captured by the other party. He sucked her lips, and the tip of his tongue lightly swept over her lips, kissing her gently but yet forcefully.

until--

Da Bai between the two flapped his wings.

Meng Fu stretched out his hand and pushed Su Cheng away, she tilted her head back, "Sister Fan is also here today."

"Yeah." Su Cheng let go of his hand, looked at her reddened lips, his eyes were a little dark, but he just glanced at her.

The big white wings were still in mid-air, not flapping down.

"Ding--"

It was the sound of the elevator again.

Someone got off the elevator on the 16th floor.

Su Cheng stretched out his hand, and pulled Meng Fu's hat back on. He reached out to press the combination disk, and entered numbers carelessly with his slender fingers.

"Master, Miss Meng." Su Di came back with two bags of vegetables and greeted him respectfully.

Su Cheng responded casually, opened the door and went in, took out Meng Fu's slippers from the shoe cabinet, and asked her to change them on.

Meng Fu only lowered his head and played with the diamond on Dabai's neck.

"Xinchen's house has been bought, and the real estate certificate is in his room," Su Cheng asked Dabai to come down, "He can move to the house when he comes out tomorrow, and I will ask Su Huang to take care of it."

Su Huang still needs to be Jiang Xinchen's coach, so it would be best if he was responsible for picking him up.

Meng Fu sighed at the speed, "Okay, he's starting school too."

In the hall, Zhao Fan was still playing the game with the computer, looked up and saw Meng Fu and others coming back, she paused the game, "Brother Cheng."

Meng Fu raised his hand towards her, then lazily walked towards the recording studio in his slippers.

He didn't even take off his coat first.

Zhao Fan took a look at Meng Fu, but soon got down to business with Su Cheng.

Su Cheng glanced at Meng Fu's door, then took out his mobile phone and made a call.

The voice on the other end of the phone was very respectful and surprised: "Young Master Su?"

Su Cheng responded casually, "You gave me a study last year, is it still there?"

"You mean a nuclear submarine?" The voice over there was cautious.

Su Cheng went to pour a cup of warm milk, touched the cup with his hand to confirm the temperature, and then picked it up, "No."

"Is that aerospace engineering?"

"Give me the plan." He said lightly.

"Good! Good! I'll tell the Academy of Engineering the news right away!" The voice over there was very excited.

Su Cheng put the phone back into his pocket, knocked on the door of the recording studio, and then pushed it open. Dabai squatted at Meng Fu's feet, lazily bent his long neck, and glanced at Su Cheng.

Seeing her tuning, he said, "Drink some milk and record."

Meng Fu glanced at Milk, "A master never drinks milk."

Su Cheng paused, "Then what are the masters doing?"

Meng Fu was silent for a while, then glanced at him, and changed his words: "A real expert can drink eight bowls at once."

She reached out, picked up the glass and finished the milk.

**

Su family.

Ma Cen was being treated by Dr. Luo, she pressed the corner of her mouth with a snow-white veil and coughed.

Outside, the Second Elder hurried in, "Madam."

Ma Cen raised his head, coughed, and then said unhurriedly: "What's wrong?"

"I just..." The second elder's voice was very excited, "I just heard that the young master joined a key project!"

Ma Cen was taken aback, and she suddenly raised her head to look at the second elder, "You mean..."

The second elder nodded.

"He is..." Ma Cen murmured, "If you want to understand it, don't you want to dig into a dead end?"

"The young master is the smartest person in our Su family," the second elder was still excited, "He picked up the project again, and his achievements in the future will only be better than the master..."

In the middle of speaking, the second elder suddenly stopped.

He glanced at Ma Cen cautiously.

I didn't dare to say any more.

Ma Cen took the Jinpa, as if he didn't hear what the second elder said, "Why did he suddenly go to support the project?"

"I don't know about that side, but it's a good thing for the domestic engineering community," the second elder smiled, sighing and gratified, "He resigned from the position of chief law enforcement the year before last, but fortunately he came back, and this year he returned to engineering. , Master, he must have thought about it."

After counting the entire capital city, there is only one Su Cheng who can control several big families.

In terms of strength, no one can match him.

In terms of scheming, the old guys from several big families can't play with him.

Those in the same age group as him are still fighting for the position of Patriarch, but he is already on an equal footing with a few old guys, and no one in the capital dares to confront him.

He is crazy.

The Su family has no leader, Su's father disappears, and the old man also dies later. The Su family has no leader, and the second master Su can't control the power. Su Xian and Ma Cen's line is in jeopardy.

Su Cheng, who disappeared with Su's father, came back suddenly and announced Su's father's death.

He was only seventeen years old at the time, but he was full of hostility.

The international training camp has won the championship for three consecutive years, and even the people of the Federation are afraid of it. In one year, they took the position of chief law enforcement and gathered the Su family.

He worked very hard, desperately.

The year before last, he suddenly resigned from the position of Chief Law Enforcement, and the entire Su family panicked.

Fortunately, he came back later, otherwise the Su family would have a faint tendency to collapse.

No one in the entire Su family could catch him, and even Ma Cen didn't know what he was thinking. He looked indifferent, but in fact he was colder than he looked.

Now he seems to have returned to his heyday, and the second elder is very happy.

Ma Cen sat on his seat, remembering the conversation with Su Cheng the day before yesterday...

Su Cheng like that doesn't look like he wants to let go.

Matt Cen thought in a daze.

**

the next day.

A research team of nuclear submarines.

Pei Xi worked overtime all night, but she didn't even figure out that the model was bad. The whites of her eyes turned slightly bloody, and she went to the lounge to pour coffee.

There are two senior researchers talking in the lounge.

Pei Xi was very respectful, "Professor."

The two professors didn't know Pei Xi. They nodded at her and continued the topic just now. One of them was still shocked, "Is this the real news? That one really came back?"

"Sure, it's a project next door," the man clicked his tongue. "I think back then, the Federal Machinery Association issued three invitation letters..."

The two of them walked away while holding teacups while talking.

Pei Xi poured a cup of coffee, and was slightly surprised when he heard the words of the two senior researchers.

who?

who is it?

She has just stepped into the scientific research field, and she is not clear about many things, so she returns to the office with this doubt.

In the office, Duan Shenmin was discussing with someone with a document in hand. When he saw Pei Xilai, he raised his head, "Xixi, did you get any results from your research last night?"

Pei Xi put the coffee on the table, pressed the space between her eyebrows, "Give me a few more days."

Duan Shenmin nodded to calm everyone's emotions: "Thank you for your hard work."

He saw that everyone was still busy, entered the algorithm, was silent for a while, then turned on the phone and dialed Yang Zhaolin's number.

He originally thought that after Yang Zhaolin left, he would never dial this number again.

"Zhao Lin," Duan Shenmin paused before speaking, "Does your cousin have a solution to the covariance problem of the budget status that your cousin mentioned last time?"

On the phone side, Yang Zhaolin was also taken aback when he heard Duan Shenmin's words.

He had just left Duan Shenmin's team, so he naturally knew how far the project had progressed.

Last time at Yang's house, Yang Zhaolin discussed the model with Meng Fu.

He remembered that what Meng Fu said was "budget state covariance".

"Is something really wrong?" Yang Zhaolin's voice was very serious.

"Several trace elements were leaked," Duan Shenmin habitually bit a cigarette, his eyes darkened, "Now the team is patching up the leaks. It's been a whole day without any progress."

Otherwise, he would not have found Yang Zhaolin.

I went to the doctor in an emergency.

"I'll ask my cousin." Yang Zhaolin didn't agree on Meng Fu's behalf. He left Duan Shenmin's group without authorization last time, which also had some influence on the people in that group. He said that Duan Shenmin could go to him if he had something to do: "But I won't help. You advise her, only convey your meaning to her."

Duan Shenmin let out a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

Yang Zhaolin hung up the phone and set off to go to the aerospace engineering base with Meng Fu.

They will join the team with Dean Li today.

The construction base is connected to the Academy of Engineering, and one must wear protective clothing when entering.

Meng Fu took out his official work number, punched his card at the door, and went in with Yang Zhaolin. As for Jin Zhiyuan and Meng Xun, since they were marginal researchers, they didn't need to come in with Meng Fu today.

The aerospace engineering base is somewhat similar to the nuclear submarine base.

There is still fuel to be tested here. Everyone came in wearing simple protective clothing. Dean Li brought Meng Fu and Yang Zhaolin in: "Our main activity place is here."

There is a lot of space inside, with twelve supercomputers, a pile of documents, and small blackboards scattered all over the place, with models drawn or calculation formulas written on them.

"We can't make any mistakes in the scope of our calculations," Dean Li asked them to familiarize themselves with the environment before he said, "I should have brought you to a meeting today, but today a general manager came down from above."

Speaking of this, Dean Li hurried to the elevator entrance, "I will go later, you two get familiar with the environment, and wait for me."

Looking at Dean Li's back, Yang Zhaolin was a little surprised, "Can you still be transferred to the general manager now?"

He has been in nuclear submarine engineering, so he naturally knows the specific process.

It's really unreasonable to parachute a person suddenly.

Meng Fu didn't care too much, she raised her eyes, picked up a calculation model on the table, and said slowly: "I don't know."

She never cared about things that had nothing to do with her.

Yang Zhaolin nodded. He put aside his curiosity and turned to the official ID on Meng Fu's neck. "Cousin, your ID..."

Meng Fu lowered his head, stretched out his hand to play with the job number, there was nothing new about it, "What's wrong with this job number?"

"CA1937, that's awesome. Most people can't get a job number from the Academy of Engineering until they are 35 years old." Yang Zhaolin finally couldn't hold back his words.

"Six, it's still a thousand-character job number." Meng Fu let go of his hand, not paying much attention.

Clearly not interested.

Yang Zhaolin, who doesn't even have a formal job number, feels a little bit uncomfortable, "Thousand characters are very good for your age, and Dean Li is all cross."

Everyone knows that Dean Li's job number is C0098.

Meng Fu nodded perfunctorily.

**

Yang Zhaolin remembered what Duan Shenmin said again, and he tilted his head slightly: "Cousin, Team Duan told me that something happened to them in actual combat."

Meng Fu opened a chair, sat down and looked through the calculation model to confirm the current progress of Dean Li's team.

Hearing this, she was not surprised, her eyelashes drooped, "Oh."

Yang Zhaolin originally suspected that Meng Fu's words were not nonsense, but after seeing that even Dean Li invited her, his judgment on her became even more certain.

Meng Fu's answer was also within his expectation, and Yang Zhaolin spoke carefully: "Duan Duan contacted me yesterday, and he asked me to ask you if there is a way to solve this model."

After Yang Zhaolin finished speaking, he looked at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu turned another page, and when he spoke, his expression was still casual: "It's about the same."

Yang Zhaolin: "..."

He found it difficult to even ask.

After a while, he finally said, "Team Duan wants you to help solve it. No one in their team can solve this loophole now. The price is still the same as last time."

Meng Fu finally raised his head.

This kind of research team has a lot of research and development funds, but the salary of the researchers is not very high, but Duan Shenmin is rich.

None of the big families in the capital is short of money.

Not to mention other things, the He family likes to collect antiquities, and the private collection room is no less than a small museum.

Duan Shenmin's family is favored by the Ren family, and they send all good things to the Duan family, and Duan Shenmin is not short of money.

Meng Fu solved the algorithm and let their team catch up with the progress directly, and he personally paid for it.

one million.

Meng Fu looked at Yang Zhaolin and said seriously, "Contributing to the country is everyone's responsibility."

"Cousin, I'll go back to Yang's house with you later."

Yang Zhaolin: "..."

**

Meng Fu left the base and didn't go back, but went back to Yang's house with Yang Zhaolin.

She sat in Yang Zhaolin's back seat, made a phone call, "Yes, I'm with my cousin, and I won't be going back at night."

Yang Zhaolin was driving ahead and glanced at the rearview mirror. In the rearview mirror, Meng Fu's expression was loose. Although he was also lazy, he didn't have the world-weary slack that Yang Zhaolin was used to.

Look happy.

Yang Zhaolin raised his eyebrows.

After Meng Fu hung up the phone, Yang Zhaolin asked with a smile, "Who is it?"

He remembered that Meng Fu had mentioned more than once that she had a senior brother.

Thinking of her senior brother, Yang Zhaolin moved again, Meng Fu, her senior brother...who could it be?

"My assistant." Meng Fu turned the phone in his hand, propped his chin on the other hand, and leaned lazily against the car window.

"Assistant?" Yang Zhaolin looked at the rearview mirror again, not quite believing it.

Yang family.

When Meng Fu arrived, Yang Lai was talking to a middle-aged man, it was Father Pei.

Father Pei seems to be a lot tired recently, his eyes are tired, and his expression when talking to Yang Lai is very earnest.

But Yang Lai has been indifferent.

It wasn't until seeing Meng Fu and Yang Zhaolin coming in that Yang Lai's expression improved a lot, "Ah Fu, why are you here?"

"My cousin has something to do with me." Yang Zhaolin greeted Yang Lai without looking at Father Pei, and then took Meng Fu upstairs: "Dad, I will borrow your study from my cousin."

The two went upstairs.

Yang Laicai looked at Father Pei, his hands were on the wheelchair, his eyes were dark: "It's useless for you to find me for this matter, you can go."

He closed his eyes slightly.

Seeing Yang Lai's appearance, Father Pei was sure that he was really merciless, so he staggered a step, then went out,

After he left, Yang Lai's cell phone rang in his pocket.

Yang Lai looked down and saw that it was the old lady Duan. The old lady's voice was still majestic: "I can't control you now."

Yang Lai didn't speak.

The old lady Duan took a deep breath, hating iron but not steel, "What are you and Zhao Lin doing? Don't you want your own future? What good will it do for you to offend Duan Shenmin and Xixi?!"

"Are you afraid that we will affect you?" Yang Lai said.

The old lady Duan paused, only the sound of her breathing could be heard, "Just for Yang Baozhu? What can she do for you? Help you run the company or help you become famous all over the country? For her, you actually want to talk to Xixi Break up, and divide 5 percentage points to her? What did you give Xixi and Baoyi?"

"She is your daughter," Yang Lai frowned, interrupting politely, "my sister."

Old Madam Duan only had a son like Yang Lai, so she still cared about him. Seeing how he defended Yang Baozhu, she didn't want to hear anything from Yang Baozhu, so she hung up the phone directly.

Outside, Yang Hua came back with Mrs. Yang.

Yang Lai hung up the phone without changing his expression.

As soon as Yang Hua came back, she went to the greenhouse. She always cherished her flowers. For Yang Hua, Mrs. Yang gave up a lot of space in her greenhouse.

Mrs. Yang saw Father Pei on the road, so she naturally knew that the Pei family had come to look for Yang Lai.

Instead of going to the greenhouse with Yang Hua, she sat next to Yang Lai, frowned and asked, "The old lady is looking for you again."

Yang Lai said lightly, "Don't tell Baozhu."

"It's best for her not to recognize Baozhu for the rest of her life." Mrs. Yang sneered.

Yang Lai didn't mention this matter anymore, and Mrs. Yang didn't want to mention it again, "Do you have any good people in the business field to introduce to Bao Zhu?"

Yang Hua has always been lonely, and Mrs. Yang is worried about this.

She also found a lot of people herself, but they all felt inappropriate.

"Ask her when the time comes." Yang Lai glanced at Mrs. Yang, "Don't let her hear about the affairs of the Duan family."

Both of them took care of Yang Hua, Yang Hua didn't want to go to adult university, didn't want to study socialite etiquette, they pampered her, mainly Yang Lai, who had apologized to Yang Hua in the first place, what was she going to do when she came back, how could Yang Lai interfere with her?

Originally, Yang Hua could also become a celebrity like Yang Baoyi, marry into a good family, and have a high degree of education.

Outside the door, Yang Hua came back after reading her own flowers.

Seeing him, Yang Lai and Mrs. Yang stopped talking, and smiled, "Ah Fu is back, I will eat her favorite eight-treasure duck later in the evening, and..."

He said a lot of food.

Yang Hua looked at him and Mrs. Yang, her brows and eyes relaxed a lot, she smiled, "Okay."

"What kind of flower is that?" Mrs. Yang asked about Yang Hua's flower without mentioning old lady Duan again, "Can it grow now?"

"Yes." Yang Hua paused, then looked at Mrs. Yang and Yang Lai, her tone became gentle, "Actually, I have a job..."

Mrs. Yang was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

Yang Hua pursed her lips, "Plant flowers."

Yang Lai: "..."

Mrs. Yang: "...Not bad, not bad."

**

Upstairs, Yang Zhaolin printed out the document and handed it to Meng Fu, "This is their previous modeling."

Meng Fu sat at the desk, picked up the file, looked down slowly, and frowned slightly.

There was some surprise between his brows.

The last time Yang Zhaolin showed her the progress, she only read the first two pages and didn't finish it.

Right now, Duan Shenmin believed her and showed her all the complete documents.

Meng Fu watched from beginning to end, and saw a few familiar formulas in the middle...

These formulas...

Why are you so familiar?

Meng Fu was thoughtful.

This was the document that Galton had asked her to apply for a patent.

Of course, mathematics has been thoroughly studied, and Meng Fu was not surprised when he stumbled across his train of thought occasionally.

"What's the problem?" Yang Zhaolin noticed Meng Fu's expression.

Meng Fu shook her head, and she turned another page, without mentioning to Yang Zhaolin that this was similar to the formula she had written before: "No problem, please bring me your computer, cousin."

Yang Zhaolin laughed when he heard that, "That's the computer you gave me, I'll get it."

This computer is a gift from Meng Fu to Yang Zhaolin, he and Yang Liufang both have it.

The computer was black and had no brand name. At first Yang Zhaolin didn't care, but because it was given by Meng Fu, he used it.

Needless to say, Yang Zhaolin was shocked by the calculation speed.

Meng Fu probably knew that he studied mathematics, so he specially gave him a supercomputer. Even the computers in the laboratory couldn't compare to Yang Zhaolin's calculation speed.

Because of this, when Yang Zhaolin was in Duan Shenmin's team, Duan Shenmin and the others would often come to Yang's house and use Yang Zhaolin's computer to calculate.

Not long after, Yang Zhaolin brought the computer to Meng Fu.

"Thank you." Meng Fu turned on the computer and created a new document.

Yang Zhaolin's computer is a special computer, which contains mathematical symbols and mathematical formulas.

Meng Fu is very familiar with his elliptic L equation.

When she was researching difficult problems, she had studied them specially, so she could easily read Yang Zhaolin's document at that time, and she could see the problem of covariance at a glance.

There are no other problems with the whole model, but there is an error in the covariance.

Meng Fu was too lazy to write, and she didn't need to do calculations. The computer was more convenient, so she wrote the process directly on the computer.

The infinite L equation of an ellipse involves six core formulas.

Meng Fu wrote down all the six core formulas, not only that, but for the sake of remuneration, she typed the detailed process on the computer.

She has studied these thoroughly before, and it is not complicated to write.

Yang Zhaolin stood beside her, the more he looked, the more surprised he was in his eyes.

"These are the processes of calculating the covariance," Meng Fu said to Yang Zhaolin while writing, "Did you see that when you calculated this step, you didn't like three decompositions..."

When talking about these, the whole person seems to be glowing.

Yang Zhaolin couldn't help being dumbfounded when he heard the last sentence.

He didn't know much about Meng Fu before, but now he had a vague understanding of why Dean Li and Meng Fu were able to talk happily.

Meng Fu doesn't look like an ordinary high school graduate.

"This system is highly nonlinear. You used UKF to measure it before. Their time propagation equation is actually wrong to substitute here..."

Yang Zhaolin had seen this document before, just like Duan Shenmin and others.

This kind of equation is a new field for them, so it is too difficult to find the loopholes, otherwise the problem of covariance will not be noticed in the first place.

Hearing what Meng Fu said now, Yang Zhaolin suddenly felt enlightened, his eyes lit up, "It's still possible to do this! No wonder!"

Meng Fu only needs to solve the problem of covariance, and it is very easy to use the elliptic infinite equation to solve it.

After writing this, she gave up the seat to Yang Zhaolin, "Cousin, take a look again, if you can understand it, then contact Team Duan. I'll go down and find my uncle and aunt for dinner. The card number is still the same as before."

Yang Zhaolin nodded, "Cousin, you can apply for an award now!"

Meng Fu didn't care too much, "Oh."

"I'll help you talk to Team Duan about the awards." He sat in front of the computer, holding a paper in one hand and a pen in the other, and began to calculate.

Meng Fu and Yang Zhaolin had already worked out the problems for nearly five hours in the study.

It is now nine o'clock at night.

Mathematics research is like this, it is a waste of time, especially when Meng Fu has to explain it to Yang Zhaolin.

On the way, Mrs. Yang also came up to ask the two of them to have dinner, and seeing that they were both sleeping and forgetting to read the exercises, she didn't remind them.

"Ah Fu and Zhao Lin are like brother and sister." Madam Yang looked upstairs and smiled helplessly.

Just as he was talking, Meng Fu came down from upstairs.

"It's just right to come down, I'll wait for you to eat." Seeing Meng Fu come down, Yang Lai immediately ordered the servant to serve the food.

They had already sat at the dinner table, but they waited for the two of them without eating.

Meng Fu sat next to Yang Hua, poured himself a glass of water, and shook his head, "Cousin hasn't finished the thesis yet, and he won't be down for a while."

Madam Yang didn't raise her head, she said in a nonchalant manner: "What are you waiting for him for? Let's eat first."

Meng Fu rubbed his nose and watched the servants bring the dishes.

"Uncle, how is your leg now?" Meng Fu picked up his chopsticks and looked at Yang Lai, lazily resting his hand on the table.

Calculating the time, Qiao Le is almost done with Yang Lai's early reconstruction.

Holding the chopsticks, Yang Lai raised his head and smiled, "My legs don't hurt now, I can feel numb."

There is perception.

Meng Fu nodded. She collected a lot of medicine during the time in Xiangcheng, and the time was almost up, and there was still one thing missing...

While biting the duck, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and started typing lazily.

I want to make money every day: [Xia Xia]

The other party replied quickly——

M Xia: [? 】

I want to make money every day: [I have something in the Federation, which is a bit dangerous. 】

M Xia: [You say it. 】

I want to make money every day: [Federal Incense Association, box 001 of the Central Laboratory. 】

M Xia: […]

M Xia: [You are really... You are so big, the general manager of the Federation is recently, I will look for the mask. 】

If you steal something from Xiangxie, you can just use a mask.

They are all friends who have passed their lives, and M Xia doesn't talk too much.

I want to make money every day: [I will protect you. 】

Xu Moxuan is not a gossip person either.

But this time I couldn't hold back.

M Xia: [Who were you from Xiangxie before? 】

I want to make money every day: [My brother Cheng never talks too much. 】

M Xia: [? ? ? 】

Meng Fu turned off his phone, continued to eat food in a leisurely manner, occasionally glanced at Yang Lai, thoughtful.

＊＊

It's past twelve o'clock in the evening.

The offices of the nuclear submarine are still brightly lit.

"Still haven't figured it out?" In the office, Dr. Wu and others gathered in front of the computer. Everyone was very tired. The lounge was next door. These people hadn't left the office for two days.

Duan Shenmin followed the jumping data, but still didn't know which link caused the covariance error.

He leaned back in his chair and tugged at his tie.

When everyone was at a loss, someone outside came to Duan Shenmin: "Captain Duan, Yang Zhaolin is looking for you."

The tired Duan Shenmin's eyes lit up, he got up and went outside.

The base is conducted in secret, and only limited mobile phones can be carried inside. The communication cannot be opened, and there is no Internet connection. It is inevitable that someone will steal the secrets.

Yang Zhaolin told Duan Shenmin about the documents to be sent to a specific place.

Duan Shenmin quickly copied it back and installed it on his computer to watch.

What Yang Zhaolin sent was the document written by Meng Fu.

And the covariance result she finally calculated.

Duan Shenmin read it from beginning to end, and when he saw the end, he directly ordered other people in the studio, "Fill it in again and see if it works!"

Dr. Fang put the correct covariance model into it without his telling, and the whole program ran successfully.

"Team Duan, it's done! We can move on to the next stage, and contact Minister Ren to simulate the actual combat again!" There was a cheer in the office, "Pei Xi is too good!"

Pei Xi went home at night.

Because Duan Shenmin received the document, everyone thought it was Pei Xi.

Duan Shenmin coughed and explained, "It's not Pei Xi, it's her cousin, Meng Fu."

There was another panic in the office.

Dr. Wu and Duan Shenmin also looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Cousin Pei Xi, she's so young, she's too powerful." Dr. Wu sat in front of the computer, read the file from beginning to end, and took a deep breath, "Duan Duan, let her join us."

Duan Shenmin actually had this idea, "I'll talk to Pei Xi about joining the team tomorrow. Now we're going to the actual combat base to find Minister Ren. Meng Fu's writing can get a special award. I'll ask Minister Ren to approve it."

The several turning points written by Meng Fu really opened up another way.

In fact, Duan Shenmin hadn't finished it yet, but Yang Zhaolin had finished it, which was suggested by Yang Zhaolin and Duan Shenmin.

Dr. Wu printed a copy, held it on his mobile phone, and went to the base with Duan Shenmin, nodding, "It's really worth it, this Yang family...it's really not easy."

Full of academics.

All night, the researchers didn't stop.

When Minister Ren heard about Meng Fu, he naturally would not reject Duan Shenmin.

The next day, Pei Xi came early in the morning.

There was no one in the office.

She was taken aback.

In the past two days, because of the covariance, she had little contact with Duan Shenmin and others. Last night, because she was a girl, everyone else asked her to go back.

Called, no one got through.

Pei Xi asked a staff member.

"Professor Pei, they went to the actual combat exercise last night," the staff explained to Pei Xi, "The covariance has been calculated."

"You figured it out?" Pei Xi lost her voice, "Is it Dr. Wu?"

How is it possible that she didn't see it, but they did?

"No," the staff member held the document in his hand and said to Pei Xi gently, "I heard from the people in the team last night that it was your cousin, Meng Fu."

Meng Fu was very similar to the big star Meng Fu, and the staff remembered it clearly.

"Meng Fu?" Pei Xi couldn't believe it even more, "How could it be her?"

Has she finished math?

"It's her," the staff member hurried forward, "I heard that there is another way, Duan Duan is going to help her apply for meritorious service. Here, there are still their printed documents on the table."

After speaking, the staff left.

Pei Xi pressed her forehead, and originally wanted to go to the experimental base to find Duan Shenmin, but when she heard what the staff said, she went back to the office and picked up the printed document on the table to look at it.

She didn't use a pen to calculate, just read it from beginning to end.

Originally, she didn't believe that Meng Fu could write it.

She looked down a little bit until she saw a familiar formula.

Pei Xi frowned.

Continue to look down.

Another familiar formula.

...

Except for the details, these formulas are 70% similar to the papers she applied for patents.

Seeing this, Pei Xi couldn't control her anger at all, her fingers trembled a little, and she walked straight out.

When she reached a place where she could communicate, she called Duan Shenmin.

Did not get through.

Duan Shenmin's side is the actual combat base, and the signal has been blocked.

Pei Xi called Dr. Wu again. He and Duan Shenmin were not together, but his voice was brisk: "Pei Xi, you are here. It just so happens that I have something to tell you. Your cousin helped me solve a big problem. I Team Duan thinks she is good, and wants to invite her to our team..."

"Is she worthy?" Pei Xi asked back.

Hearing Pei Xi's tone, Dr. Wu was taken aback, "Pei Xi, what do you mean? Last time you misunderstood her..."

"Dr. Wu, have you read the original paper on my patent?" Pei Xi asked.

What Dr. Wu read was the translated version that was released in the laboratory later, "Is there any problem?"

Pei Xi took a deep breath, still couldn't hold back, and sneered: "Didn't you see it? The main body of Meng Fu's papers is 70% the same as mine! Want to invite her to our team? And give her Applying for meritorious service?"

**

Good night

I wrote nine thousand words~

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