"This is Qin Yuzhu," Chen Xihe introduced with a smile to Mo Jingchun. As for Qin Yuzhuâs identity, whether intentionally or forgetfully, Academician Chen Xihuo did not mention it at all.
"Hello, Qin Yuzhu. Iâm ten years older than you; you can call me Qin."
Unlike the lieutenant colonel, Qin Yuzhu extended her hand to shake hands with Mo Jingchun, her face maintaining a constant smile throughout.
"Hello, Mo Jingchun, a first-year student at Jing University."
Mo Jingchunâs brief introduction made Qin Yuzhu take him a bit more seriously. Although it seemed like a casual mention, it was obvious Mo Jingchun said it intentionally.
Never underestimate the identity of being a Jing University student out in the open because behind it lies a vast network of connections.
After the three sat back down, there was a moment of silence, while Mo Jingchun looked eagerly at Academician Chen Xihe.
"Ahem, Xiaochun, itâs a bit embarrassing to say, your encryption software algorithm couldnât be cracked by a group using supercomputers. Luckily, itâs you, otherwise, I wouldnât know where to put my old face."
Mo Jingchun thought to himself, "If it were cracked so easily, now that would be strange."
"By the way, does what you said a few days ago still hold?"
Mo Jingchun blinked and said, "Is it about reducing the posture balance algorithm of the smart anti-shake spoon to only support the smart anti-shake spoon?"
"Exactly, and regarding the military cooperation, thatâs something Qin Yuzhu will discuss with you in detail." Honestly, Chen Xihe was genuinely worried about using the original posture balance algorithm on the smart anti-shake spoon. If exploited by someone with harmful intentions, it could be transplanted to other platforms, and the consequences would be significant.
Next, the conversation in the living room turned into a dialogue between Qin Yuzhu and Mo Jingchun, with Academician Chen Xihuo and the lieutenant colonel keeping silent.
"Hereâs the thing, according to what weâve learned from Academician Chen Xihuo, the posture balance algorithm youâve designed can be specifically optimized to achieve better results."
"So, our suggestion is that for every project specialty involving a posture balance algorithm optimization, weâre willing to pay a consultancy fee of 600,000, which is equivalent to a long-term deal."
"Another option is that weâll purchase the usage rights to the posture balance algorithmâs source code for 30 million, allowing our internal team to independently perform project-specific optimizations. If we encounter issues we canât resolve, weâll pay a 100,000 consultancy fee each time."
"Of course, with either option, the funds you receive are exempt from personal income tax, fully and entirely yours."
"Mr. Mo Jingchun, which option do you think suits you better?"
Having no experience, Mo Jingchun really didnât know how to choose, especially with the second option, where the source code would be given to the official authorities. Although itâs only the usage rights, Mo Jingchunâs main concern was the potential leakage of the source code.
After all, in this world, nothing is completely impervious.
Mo Jingchun looked at Academician Chen Xihuo with a pleading glance.
"Ahem, Qin, isnât 600,000 a bit low? I think 660,000 sounds better, for good luck!"
Qin Yuzhu still maintained her eternal smile, but her eyes carried a hint of grievance.
Moreover, as Qin Yuzhu knew, Mo Jingchun wasnât even one of Academician Chen Xihuoâs students, just a neighbor heâd known for a short time, coupled with some guidance from the past few weeks.
Besides, once cooperation begins, what the nation provides to Mo Jingchun isnât just money but also some hidden benefits, which for certain reasons, wonât be directly mentioned.
After a brief silence, Qin Yuzhu spoke, "Alright, 660,000. If you agree, weâll sign the contract."
Chen Xihe took a sip of tea and nodded to Mo Jingchun.
A bit excited inside, Mo Jingchun tried his best to suppress his joy and nodded to Qin Yuzhu. However, Qin Yuzhuâs next action quickly calmed Mo Jingchunâs previously excited mood.
Qin Yuzhu took out a thick stack of contracts from a black file bag, skillfully extracting two bound contracts from the middle.
From the middle! That was too hasty!
Seeing Mo Jingchunâs stiff smile, Chen Xihe blew the steam off his cup and calmly said:
"Alright, stop making that face. The limit isnât actually 660,000, but some things canât be bought with money. When youâve grown, youâll understand whether or not you were at a loss today."
The negotiations finally ended at the urging of little Candyâs babble.
A dozen minutes later, as Mo Jingchun left Academician Chen Xihuoâs home with the black-and-white contract in hand, he was full of smiles. As for what the four discussed during those minutes that made Mo Jingchun so happy, only the four of them knew, not to mention the little one, who, although she heard the conversation, could only comprehend as much as a little oneâs mind allowed!
In the little oneâs mind, she was probably still thinking about being hungry and wanting food and milk.
By ten oâclock in the evening, Candy was already asleep next to an Ultraman plush, and Mo Jingchun had finally completed the entire design of the smart anti-shake spoon, as well as the production and assembly sequence.
Next, he would need to purchase various parts. Those that couldnât be bought would have to be customized. Once all the parts were ready, he could assemble the first smart anti-shake spoon.
At that moment, Mo Jingchun felt so happy that he almost wanted to hum a little tune.
Indeed, Mo Jingchun was already envisioning whether to buy a few new outfits for the little one once he earned his first money or to buy a baby crib.
Of course, heâd buy everything!
Mo Jingchun sat in front of his laptop, smiling foolishly, dreaming of all kinds of wonderful things.
Meanwhile, in an underground archive room in Jing City that never saw daylight, Mo Jingchunâs original personal information was stamped with numerous red seals, finally packed into a file box, sealed, and stamped with "Confidential."
At the same time, his name was added to a list. On the last page in the last column were the three characters "Mo Jingchun," which he was all too familiar with.
Being listed as a national crucial reserve talent, Mo Jingchun himself was unaware.
Academician Chen Xihuo knew, but such a "confidential" matter wouldnât be shared with Mo Jingchun without permission.
The next day, Mo Jingchun, with his sister Candy, went to class as usual. As for when the first cooperation would occur and what project it would involve, neither Academician Chen Xihuo nor Qin mentioned anything.
But Mo Jingchun wasnât in a hurry; after all, being anxious wouldnât help.
During the break, the class president, Yang Xiaoyu, came over again.
"Are you really sure you wonât apply? The initial selection will take place this Friday."
Mo Jingchun smiled helplessly, "Class president, this is the third time youâve asked today. I really havenât prepared an application; I really donât need this subsidy for now."
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