Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

Condoleezza took the document handed over by Tan Zhenhua and looked at it: "Multi-protocol data exchange equipment. Well, this is a good project. If it succeeds, it will help our school to spread the More than 5,000 computers in a square kilometer are connected together. Eric, I wish you success. Do you need me to introduce you to the two teachers applying for this subject? I think you may need to talk to them."

"If possible, I would like to ask you to call them for me and say that I want to visit their home tonight-according to the information I just saw, Mr. Leonardo Posac and San Mrs. Di Lerner Possac should be a couple, right?"

Dr. Rice laughed: "Yes, they are an enviable and loving couple, and they are doing almost exactly the same jobs-Mr. Possack is the director of the computer laboratory, and Mrs. Possack is It’s the director of the business school’s laboratory. I’ll call for you. I think they will welcome your visit very much.”

While talking, she picked up the phone at hand and dialed a number. After the answering voice came in the receiver, she smiled: "Hi Sandy, I'm telling you a good news. The multi-agreement you and Leonardo submitted The project application form for the data exchange equipment has been approved by our sponsor. He wants to visit you at your home in the evening... Hey Sandy, are you listening?"

Even though it was not too close, Tan Zhenhua heard the loud cheers coming from the microphone. Obviously Mrs. Boss couldn't help but be overjoyed by the news.

When the uproar diminished, he heard Dr. Rice continue to say into the receiver: "Sandy, it’s okay. It’s not yet time to celebrate. Everything needs to wait for our patron to be with you tonight. You can only decide after talking about it, so... Yes, I have your home address, I will give it to him, okay, 7 o’clock in the evening, oh yes, his name is Eric Tan, he is a yellow man, but Have……"

She hesitated for a while before speaking into the microphone in a half-joking tone: "I promise you will be surprised tonight."

Putting down the phone, Dr. Rice took a piece of paper and “swiped” a few lines on it, and handed it to Tan Zhenhua: “Eric, this is the address of Boss’s house. They I'll be waiting for you at home at 7pm, don't be late...Well, speaking to an investor like this seems like an attitude I shouldn't have, but I still hope you can approve of their research, just like you just saw Sandy is my good friend."

Tan Zhenhua took the note, looked at it, folded it carefully, and put it in the pocket of his clothes. Then he smiled and said, "Dr. Rice, please rest assured. Punctuality has always been our traditional virtue of China. One, and I have a foreboding that I will spend a nice evening with the Posac family."

After bidding farewell to Condoleezza Rice, Tan Zhenhua first went to the post office and sent three long telegrams to Guo Rongwei, Guo Yicheng and Wang Jishan.

The contents of the three telegrams were almost identical. He told the three that he had a new project in operation and needed to recruit a large number of people to work in Xiangjiang. For these people, he wanted to recruit from the universities where the three professors were located, and their majors were Limited to several science and engineering subjects such as mathematics, physics, and electronics, he hopes that through these three professors, he can communicate with his school to win some graduates this year-although he knows that this is actually quite difficult.

Under China's current system, all university graduates are assigned jobs by the state. Although this will also take into account factors such as hometown, family location, personal volunteers, etc., graduates will be given some limited options, but the final decision Power is still in the hands of the state.

It is not an overnight effort to change this situation, and for the current China, college graduates are indeed an extremely scarce resource. This is not the same as the continuous undergraduate education with the education reform more than 20 years later. The number of undergraduates who are full of streets formed by the expansion of the area can be very different.

Among the three, he placed his greatest hope on his nominated teacher Guo Rongwei. After all, Professor Guo has been promoted to vice-principal and may play a greater role in this matter. As for the other two, it is pure He has the mentality of playing three poles with dates.

After finishing this work, it was time for dinner. He didn't want to go back to school to endure the unswallowable food in the cafeteria, so he used a huge hamburger to blow his stomach in a nearby fast food restaurant, and then set off as a car. Walk towards the address that Dr. Rice gave him.

Bossac’s home is close to the outskirts of Stanford. He walked for more than 40 minutes before reaching a wooden two-story building. He checked the house number. He was sure that he had made no mistake. Then he checked his watch. It was 5 minutes to 7 o'clock, the time was just right.

He rang the doorbell.

The one who opened the door was a white woman who was less than thirty years old. She was not pretty, but she was full of the grace of an intellectual woman.

She was obviously waiting for someone, so she opened the door with a smile on her face and blurted out: "Welcome, Mr. Eric, you are really on time..."

But when she saw Tan Zhenhua’s face clearly, she stopped her mouth. The original smile turned into a face full of consternation. After a long time, she stammered somewhat at a loss: "I'm sorry, I thought it was someone else. ……who are you looking for?"

Tan Zhenhua was mentally prepared for this. He smiled and said, "I am Eric Tan. If I am not mistaken, you must be Mrs. Sandy? Dr. Rice asked me to greet you."

His words made Sandy immediately understand that the young man in front of him was indeed the one she was waiting for tonight, but it also made the expression on her face even more astonished. For a while, she was at a loss and even invited guests. The basic etiquette of entering the house has been forgotten.

Tan Zhenhua winked at Sandy and said, "Madam, I have to say sorry to you, because my face is relatively young, so people often misunderstand me because of this. In fact, I am this year Already... over 18 years old."

His ridiculous remarks finally brought Sandy back to God. While she kept complaining to her friend Condoleezza Rice in her heart, she complained that she didn’t explain the visitor’s situation clearly, which hurt herself. After making a little prank, he finally understood what Les said on the phone that he would be surprised.

She let Tan Zhenhua into the house, and explained with a little apologetic expression: "Condoliza only said that you are a yellow race. I thought that someone who has enough financial strength to invest in our small projects must be He is a man of considerable age and experience. I didn’t expect you to be so young, oh god, you are too young."

Tan Zhenhua smiled and didn't explain too much about this issue. Instead, he followed Sandy's feet into the living room—or rather, a laboratory full of electronic components and tools.