Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Not long.

The men came back again, followed by a tall slender man.

"Fourth Master." The man calmly glanced at the study, bent down slightly, and said respectfully.

Qin Siye still had the document in his hand, and his forehead retreated with all his determination. He seemed approachable, "Qin Zhao, how do you feel about your internship at the headquarters recently?"

"Thank you Fourth Master for your concern, everything is fine." Qin Zhao nodded.

"There may be one more person next month, and then I will trouble you to take him." Qin Siye smiled and seemed to appreciate "that person" very much. He asked a few small things about the company, and then he didn't say much. , let Qin Zhao go back to rest.

The men took Qin Zhao out of the study.

Outside, Qin Zhao went downstairs. When he was at the door, he finally paused. He lowered his voice and asked, "Sir, what the fourth master just said is one more person..."

The subordinate hesitated.

Qin Zhao saw that his expression was different, and he knew what he knew. He didn't ask questions immediately, but went back to his room and immediately asked people to check the information on Qin Siye's side.

After he left, his subordinates looked at his back, and his hesitant expression turned cold.

"Fourth Master," his subordinates returned to the study and bent over to report, "Master Qin Zhao should start investigating Qin Ling's affairs."

The Qin family has always been in the direct line, and those who have the ability to win the support of the high-level headquarters will be able to secure the position of the head of the family.

The Qin family's direct descendants disappeared, the fourth master of Qin suddenly emerged, and with the support of the Ouyang family, the Qin family's senior management was aware of current affairs.

Qin Zhao is also the most prominent person in the collateral line. When there is no direct line of blood, he is the most promising position to take over as the next head of the family.

Now it has been revealed that the Qin family's direct line has returned...

"Qin Xiuchen kept the news of Qin Ling well. If it wasn't for Qin Yu, we wouldn't be too bad. You have someone to leak the news to Qin Zhao. Be smart," Qin Siye put down the pen in his hand and raised his head. His eyebrows were sharp, "This Qin Zhao, everything is good, but his methods are too vicious and his actions are too impulsive. This is quite like my style. I wonder if Qin Xiuchen will let him go after this."

At the end, he smiled, lowered his head and picked up the brush again, drawing one stroke at a time, and practiced calligraphy quietly.

**

Monday.

Qin Ran arrived at the laboratory at 6:30 in the morning.

When she changed into the protective clothing and went in, Academician Liao had already arrived, and he was lowering his head to adjust the sensor.

"You came just in time, this is the T8-900 collider," Academician Liao gave Qin Ran a place, and then pointed to several computers beside his lower body, "It is controlled by two controllers equipped with 18 CPUs. closed loop circuit."

Qin Ran fastened the last button, walked to the innermost part of the laboratory, and looked up at the proton collider. There were about 300 closed loops, about 600 alarms, and nearly 20,000 radiation sensors.

Not long after she came in, Senior Brother Ye and Zuo Qiurong rushed over.

"Little Junior Sister, you came so early today?" Senior Brother Ye brought the experimental equipment from next door and was a little surprised to see Qin Ran.

Qin Ran retracted her gaze from the collider, her eyelashes drooped, and her voice was loose: "The project has a new direction, come to the laboratory to test it."

"Particle collider?" Zuo Qiurong ignored the two of them. She turned her eyes to the experimental equipment and said in a surprised tone, "Why are you here?"

The metal equipment required by the collider is extremely scarce, and there are not many in the world. This kind of equipment is only available in the research institute. It suddenly appeared in the physics laboratory. Not to mention Zuo Qiurong, even Senior Brother Ye was quite surprised.

"The research institute allocated it to the physics laboratory," Academician Liao's voice was still calm. He glanced at Qin Ran, "It's the resources your little junior sister won for."

In the annual laboratory assessment, outstanding students will be rewarded.

Listen to what Academician Liao has to say.

Senior Brother Ye paused, then looked at Qin Ran, "Little Junior Sister, what did you do in the physics lab assessment this year?"

Qin Ran coughed, "It's nothing."

Zuo Qiurong stood aside and did not speak.

Brother Ye was talking to Qin Ran, and Academician Liao stretched out his hand to hold down the frame of the mirror and looked at the three people in the laboratory: "Yesterday I resubmitted my application to go to the underground reactor, and it is expected that a notice will be given in the next two days, the three of you. get ready."

After listening, Zuo Qiurong was taken aback, "Academician Liao?"

Brother Ye thought for a while, then he reacted, put his hand to his mouth, and laughed in a low voice, "Little Junior Sister, we are in your light, and we can see the second reactor in a short period of time."

He knew that, given the importance Academician Liao treated Qin Ran, this application for the reactor was definitely for Qin Ran.

As soon as Senior Brother Ye finished speaking, Academician Liao turned around. He put his hand on the edge of the table, looked at Qin Ran, and said a few precautions: "Be prepared..."

Zuo Qiurong was holding a computer in his hand, and when he saw Academician Liao talking to Qin Ran, his hand holding the computer tightened slightly, his knuckles turning white.

After Academician Liao finished speaking, Zuo Qiurong turned on the computer and walked to Academician Liao, "Academician Liao, please help me read my paper. If there is nothing else to revise, I will submit it."

Academician Liao put down what was at hand, took Zuo Qiurong's computer and put it on the table beside him, slowly flipping through it.

Zuo Qiurong has always been ambitious, and the content that he can show to Academician Liao is naturally not too bad. Academician Liao nodded slightly after reading it, with a slightly satisfied look on his face: "There is nothing to modify this time."

Zuo Qiurong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Brother Ye suddenly remembered something, and he turned to look at Qin Ran, "Little Junior Sister, I remember that you were also writing an SCI paper last time, right? Remember to ask Academician Liao to revise it for you after you finish writing. Rejected."

Qin Ran leaned against the table and carefully sorted out the experimental equipment. After a pause, she didn't answer, she only said vaguely, "Thank you, Brother Ye."

Beside him, Zuo Qiurong listened to the words of the two and only looked at Qin Ran, "Little Junior Sister, hurry up and catch up with this season's journals."

**

Editorial Department of SCI Journal of Physics and Chemistry.

Most of the papers submitted in the last issue have passed the preliminary review, and most of the papers were rejected. The editor-in-chief in charge of the preliminary review pressed his eyebrows, "I can't see a few high-quality papers."

The executive editor next to him brought two cups of coffee, and handed one cup to the editor-in-chief. "Most of the experimental results do not see anything new, but a lot of effort was spent in choosing words and sentences."

Those who published SCI papers have pursued formalism too much, and the SCI paper evaluation system has been mixed with utilitarianism.

The editor-in-chief and executive editor are reviewing manuscripts every day. Most of the papers are hidden edge balls, written entirely for the purpose of publishing SCI papers, and 20% of papers published last year have not been cited.

The editor-in-chief took the coffee, took a sip, and nodded slightly, "Let's get off work after reading a few more articles."

He reached out to open the manuscript in the folder.

This time, the title of the document is rare -

"Compression Fusion Reactor"

When the editor-in-chief saw this title, he couldn't help but frown. Today, he has seen similar titles more than once. In the past ten years, the reactor has always been a hot topic, but most of the students' content is either cliché or flashy.

He took another sip of coffee before looking down.

"This summary..." The editor-in-chief immediately put down the cup, reached out and pressed his eyebrows, and hurriedly looked down.

Different from other manuscripts, this manuscript does not have too flashy connectives, but has a complete structure and strong logic. These are secondary, and the key is that the research perspective is too unique.

This experiment...

The editor-in-chief immediately found the attachment and opened it, which not only drew the composition of the pusher, but also divided several experiments in detail, energy push...

"Utilization rate 52%..." The editor-in-chief looked at the last string of data, immediately raised his head, picked up the phone at hand, and dialed the M Institute of Physics.

The journal cooperates with physics laboratories in various countries.

The phone was picked up after a few rings.

"I'll send you a paper." The editor-in-chief held the mobile phone in one hand and sent all the contents of the folder in the other hand. "You guys will see if the results of this experiment are feasible."

In these experimental results, there are many students who misappropriated the data and gave a random result.

The editors are very strict with these requirements, not to say that they will believe the results if they write casually.

His voice was too tense, and the person in charge of the M Continent Institute of Physics was taken aback for a moment, "What experimental results?"

"The energy conversion rate is as high as 52%," the editor-in-chief said in a serious voice. "Our current research on the reactor has the highest conversion rate of 42%. If this experiment can break through, energy research will have a new research direction."

"52%?" The spirit of the people in M ​​continent was also shocked. He opened the mailbox to record the document, and glanced up and down, "Which laboratory did this research, there is no wind at all... Wait a minute, I'll take it to the professor."

The editor-in-chief hung up the phone and opened the contact information behind Qin Ran. There was only an email address and an address. He sent an email to Qin Ran, but there was no response.

The executive editor came to this side, "What paper have you seen, and you want the research institute to verify the results?"

The editor-in-chief didn't say anything, just showed him Qin Ran's paper.

After the executive editor read it, he paused, "If this is true...it is definitely the most high-quality paper we have received in recent years, and there is new news in the physics world."

The editor-in-chief took out a cigarette from his pocket and nodded slightly. Neither of them were talking, nor did they leave when it was time for get off work.

Instead, he was waiting for the call.

At half past twelve, the phone in the office rang.

The editor-in-chief ran over quickly and picked up the phone.