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The next day, early morning.

Zhang Zhai left the villa with Zhang's father early in the morning.

The destinations of Zhang's father and Zhang Di are different. Zhang's father went to the company, while Zhang Di went to the military area, and then from the military area to the research base.

Zhang Zhai had to leave after only resting at home for one day.

Less time, more things, exhausting life.

There is nothing wrong with these words being applied to Zhang Zhai at this time.

Departing from the military region, together with Professor Hu Runze, he took an armed helicopter to a certain research base to meet the experts of this research team.

At noon, we finally arrived at our destination.

I got off the plane and met all the experts of the whole team.

In the conference room, all the experts were present. Zhang Zhai walked in front of the stage and looked at the more than one hundred experts and professors.

Half of them are young people, and the other half are older people.

Zhang Zhai briefly introduced himself and met some important experts.

The whole process went very smoothly, and no one thought that Zhang Zhai was not pleasing to the eye and picked trouble.

After all, the name of a person, the shadow of a tree, for Zhang Zhai, most people are still convinced, even if they are really not convinced, no one has a low emotional intelligence enough to jump out and clamor.

"Experts and professors, hello everyone, my name is Zhang Zhai.

Maybe you know me, or you don't know me, it doesn't matter. In the next fifteen days, I will temporarily lead this team to do some research. I hope everyone can cooperate. "Zhang Zhai looked at everyone and said lightly.

"I'm not a politician, so I don't have so much nonsense to say. Later, I will send you some information according to the directions and fields you are responsible for. I hope you can understand these materials as soon as possible."

"The research we have done has only one purpose, which is to enable the robot to fly, and to be able to fly stably and safely.

Due to the tight time, I'm sorry, everyone's previous research was directly abandoned. In the materials, I give a new direction, and everyone can study in this direction. "

As soon as Zhang Zhai said this, the people below were inevitably a little unhappy. The older ones were calmer, but they just frowned, while the younger ones couldn't sit still, and their faces were full of dissatisfaction.

"Mr. Zhang, aren't you wasting our previous efforts? Your words have wiped out all our previous efforts?" A male researcher who looked about 30 years old stood up angrily.

Zhang Zhai was not surprised or angry when someone jumped out to refute him.

It's perfectly normal for someone to be angry with his decision. For example, if someone spends so much effort on painting a second painting, and then someone else rejects it with one sentence, everyone will be angry.

Therefore, Zhang Zhai just smiled at the researcher's attitude, and then said: "This...Professor Yang, right, I understand what you mean. I don't want to deny your previous research results."

As Zhang Zhai said, he looked at the experts sitting in front of him. Almost all of them were a little emotional, and their faces were a little ugly, and they were all waiting for his explanation.

"As a matter of fact, I have carefully read your research materials on the road to Laide, and I think there is no problem with your research direction."

While Zhang Zhai was talking, Professor Yang couldn't help but listen with a smirk on his face. When Zhang Zhai admitted that their research direction was correct, he was a little puzzled.

"Since it's Mr. Zhang and you think it's right, what exactly do you mean?" Professor Yang asked eagerly.

Compared with Professor Yang's eagerness, Zhang Zhai seemed much calmer. He smiled and looked at everyone, "It's not wrong, everyone's direction is correct. I can even deduce that with time, everyone can accomplish the same research goals. But... ..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhai put away his smile and changed the subject, "How long will it take for this success? Half a year? Or a year?"

"Professor Yang, what do you think?" Zhang Difa asked.

Professor Yang was silent at first, and then replied helplessly: "It will take at least half a year for research and experiments."

"However, I still have a question. Now that we have been studying for so long, wouldn't it be more time-consuming to start from scratch?"

After understanding what Zhang Zhai meant, the displeasure on Professor Yang's face subsided, but he was very puzzled.

"As for this question, let me keep it a secret." Zhang Zhai smiled,

"I have sent the information to the professors' holographic terminals or computers. Those who have received the information can take a look at it." Zhang Zhai's words stunned the people present.

Most people choose to open their virtual terminal or computer, and they find that they have received a file.

Naturally, Professor Yang also received it. He sat back, turned on the holographic device, and began to browse these materials.

In the meeting room, it suddenly became quiet, and many people who were emotional also calmed down. Everyone was reading the information Zhang Zhai sent to them.

As for Zhang Zhai, he quietly found a stool, sat in a corner, and counted his fingers boredly.

Ten minutes later, the quiet conference room was broken by a voice.

"Sorry, Mr. Zhang, I misunderstood you." Professor Yang stood up and said apologetically.

Zhang Zhai got up, smiled and waved his hands, "It's all for research, it's no big deal."

"I think everyone has probably browsed through the information in their hands?" Zhang Zhai stood in front of everyone and said,

"I hope that all experts and professors can understand these things as soon as possible, and then immediately continue research in this direction."

"No problem! Don't worry, Mr. Zhang," Professor Yang said first.

This also made other people express their opinions one after another, saying that there is no problem.

It's just that everyone looked at Zhang Zhai with complicated eyes.

"It feels like I've lived my entire life in a dog's stomach," said one expert.

"Who said no? Just now I thought others were arrogant and arrogant, but now I realize that we are the frogs at the bottom of the well." Another professor also said with emotion.

"I was still angry when he directly said to change the direction just now, but now I feel that what we studied before is a fart."

"Waste of time, if we continue to follow our own research, it is a waste of time."

"Who says it's not? After all, everyone else has researched this, and it's just a matter of finishing it."

"You say, can it be done in fifteen days?"

"We can't study it by ourselves. If we add Zhang Zhai, it's half and half."

...

Zhang Zhai listened to the murmurs of these experts and professors, and unconsciously raised a smile on his face.

These scientists, I have to say, are really cute.

At least compared to people in society, their minds are much simpler.

"This meeting is over. I hope everyone can quickly understand these materials. If you have any questions, you can consult me." Zhang Zhai was about to slip away after speaking.

However, he wanted to leave, it was so easy.

Before his legs stepped out of the conference room, experts surrounded Zhang Zhai, circle after circle, until Zhang Di couldn't even lift his legs.

"Mr. Zhang, I have an idea about the power issue. Can you see if this works..."

"Mr. Zhang, regarding the dye advancement, I..."

"Mr. Zhang..."

All kinds of voices filled the ears like magic sounds, and these experts didn't want any image at all. Surrounding Zhang Zhai, Zhang Zhai's head would explode.

"Mr. Zhang, my daughter is your fan, can you sign me?"

Zhang Zhai: "..."

I take back what I said earlier, these scientists are not cute at all!