Chapter 2668
Materials for Materials
Chapter 2668 Materials for Materials
alliance.
Central Susco University, Institute of Computer Science.
At that moment, Gorzenfsky stood at the entrance of the research institute, looking at Bemit inside who was discussing with the researchers, his expression gloomy and uncertain.
He hadn't expected that Bemit would arrange for him to come along.
Although he is now in charge of aerospace security.
But what he didn't expect was what he said to himself in the car.
"The current alliance is like a high-speed train that can't be stopped, let alone braked."
"What we can do is clear the obstacles in front of the train so that it can run more smoothly!"
"We will need you in the future..."
I was thinking about the meaning of the last sentence.
He never considered himself Bemit's confidant, nor did he feel that the relationship between them was particularly close; they were nothing more than colleagues.
But the other party's frankness made him somewhat uneasy.
Unsolicited kindness is either a sign of ulterior motives or theft!
Gotzensky became increasingly vigilant, determined not to fall into their trap.
Just as Gorzensky was looking around naturally, two people not far away seemed to be arguing.
"I've said it before, our ternary computer is the future!"
"Binary is garbage, it's worthless."
"It's a complete waste of time and life for us to study this garbage."
The speaker was broad and stout, with small eyes but wearing large glasses. He had an enviable thick head of hair, and of course, a thick beard as thick as a tire.
This person is the director of the Alliance Computer Research Institute, whose position is second to none in the Alliance. More importantly, he has a good brother-in-law.
Even Bemit wouldn't dare to offend that person directly.
However, at this moment, amidst the other party's spittle, Bemit also found it difficult to remain calm.
"Tradov, watch your attitude!"
Bemit shouted coldly, and the bearded Tradvif was clearly taken aback.
He then unconsciously raised his glasses, only then remembering that the person in front of him was not one of his student staff members, but the head of the Alliance's special violent organization.
Although his background is not bad, who would want to offend someone like that?
Moreover, if something really happens to me, revenge on my identity is a secondary matter; my life is truly over.
Cough
Clearing his throat, Tradvif concealed his unease, then forced himself to say, "I'm just stating the facts."
"Moreover, this kind of research is completely meaningless..."
Seeing that Tradviv had given in, Bemit did not continue to keep a cold face, but spoke up again to state his demands.
"I didn't mean for you to investigate, I just wanted you to help see if their request was genuine."
"Could their final research findings be applied to spacecraft?"
Bemit reiterated his demands, and Tradviv frowned as he listened.
Because in his view, they are essentially the same thing.
How can we determine the effectiveness without conducting research?
These guys just like to use good or bad as the standard for evaluation, regardless of how the evaluation is done.
Would they dare to draw this conclusion without actually conducting research?
However, considering Bemett's current condition, Tradviv decided it was best to stabilize the situation first and deal with things later.
Clearing his throat again, Tradviv said in a serious tone, "Based on our years of research experience, although the other side is using outdated and garbage binary encoding, it is still useful for simple operations..."
Tradviv also took the opportunity to belittle the other party while simultaneously elevating himself.
After listening carefully, Bemet continued, "Are you sure?"
Tradviv immediately adopted a shrewd and inscrutable expression. "What a joke! How could I not understand something so simple?"
“I knew what was going on as soon as I saw the documents they submitted.”
"With their skill level, they're at least ten years behind us."
Tradvif said dismissively, while casually stroking his beard.
Bemit didn't look at the vain Tradviv, but frowned and asked definitively, "So, they really are researching in-flight computers?"
Tradviv raised an eyebrow, wanting to say something more disparaging, but then remembered the integrated circuits mentioned in the other party's materials and shut his mouth.
After all, they've been researching this for so many years, and they still can't fully master it.
The semiconductors produced were unreliable, resulting in highly unstable integrated circuits.
This is also a major problem that restricts their computer research.
Thinking of this, Tradvif nodded. "Judging from this material, they are indeed conducting research on aeronautical computers."
"Of course, this computer has many other uses, but at present, it is indeed more suitable for space exploration activities."
"As you know, some interconnected and tedious steps often require the use of machines to complete, and computers are the brains of those machines..."
Tradviv kept rambling on and on, but Bemit had no interest in listening to his rambling.
Now that he was certain the other party was genuinely doing something, he felt relieved and could report back to his superiors.
Of course, other supporting evidence is also needed.
Take, for example, their financial expenditures; they're a huge money drainer.
You can't just have something and it'll appear, or disappear just like that!
With that thought in mind, Bemet decided to leave.
But then Tradviv called out to him, “Mr. Bemett, I know what you want to confirm.”
"Therefore, I would like to offer a personal suggestion."
Bemit paused for a moment, then nodded.
Then Tradviv continued, "We all know that the future of computers lies in integrated circuits, and the main material for integrated circuits is semiconductors. From their computers, we can get a glimpse into their level of semiconductor development. To be honest, they have already made considerable progress in semiconductor research."
Tradviv was about to continue his long-winded conversation, but Bebemit had lost interest in exchanging pleasantries and was now focused on moving on to the next step.
"Traldavi, keep it simple, get straight to the point, you know what I want to hear."
Upon hearing Bemett's words, Tradviv chuckled awkwardly, then said seriously, "My suggestion is to have them provide semiconductor materials. Through these materials, we can assess their research capabilities."
"If they are unwilling, then there is a problem."
"If their semiconductor research level doesn't reach the level of aerospace computers, then there's no need to say more."
Bemit frowned, but upon closer examination, he realized that this method might actually work.
Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that this guy wanted to get something for free.
More importantly, if the other party does make progress in this field, could that help the alliance?
It's important to understand that the alliance is currently facing numerous difficulties in space research.
“Okay, Tel Aviv, I will think about it carefully.”
"However, I can't guarantee that the other party will agree."
"You know, they can be hard to talk to sometimes."
After saying that, Bemet turned and left.
Tradviv shrugged helplessly, then looked back at the disassembled computer on the table, cursing, "I hate this damn parts manufacturer."
"gentlemen."
Upon arriving, Gorzenfsky immediately greeted him respectfully.
"Let's go."
Bemit didn't say much, and then the two walked out of the teaching building, got into a car, and left the university.
"Do you think China really wants to explore space?"
Bemet suddenly spoke up and asked a question.
Gorzenfsky, sitting to the side, paused for a moment, then shook his head. "I don't know."
"However, they are a group of people who do not play by the rules, and they often achieve unexpected results."
Bemit listened in silence and nodded, then closed his eyes in deep thought.
Do you think they will cooperate with us?
Gotzenfsky shook his head again. "Sir, I think it's our job to consider whether or not to cooperate with them." Bemit nodded slightly, inwardly thinking more highly of Gotzenfsky.
This big guy has great wisdom too.
However, upon closer examination, if China were to actually participate in the space race, it would be a good thing for the alliance.
Putting aside the ideological similarities between the two sides, it's still better than being with the United States, right?
It's always better to have the burden shared by the Chinese people than to carry it all alone.
Of course, there are also downsides.
The prestige of the alliance will be challenged.
So this is a double-edged sword.
The decision on whether to accept or reject the offer rests with the superiors.
The two didn't say anything more, and after the car drove out of the school gate, it headed towards the red house.
Four Nine Cities.
Old Chen listened to the satellite phone for a while, occasionally answering twice, and then listening carefully again.
These days, every time this satellite phone rings, it means something important has happened.
Now, the person speaking to Mr. Chen is Ms. Li Rong from the foreign trade industry.
The content of the conversation was the conditions proposed by the alliance.
"I will discuss this matter with the Ninth Department, and I will give you an answer by this evening at the latest."
After pondering for a moment, Mr. Chen did not rush to give an answer.
Li Rong didn't know the intricacies of the situation, but he understood it in his heart.
The information they provided to the alliance, along with their requests for cooperation, was simply a way to gain the alliance's trust.
We have faith in their dedication to space research, and in their plans and determination.
As for why the league would make such a request, he still needs to confirm with Yang Xiaotao.
"Okay, I'll wait for your message."
Li Rong's voice came from the other end of the phone, and Old Chen hung up the phone.
"Sir, should we call Commander Yang over?"
Secretary Guo was right next to them, and because the satellite phone was quite loud, they could hear each other's conversation.
After taking the phone, put it back where it was and also plugged it in to charge.
Old Chen shook his head, "No need, let's go find him directly."
Secretary Guo was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "I'll arrange a car."
After Secretary Guo left, Old Chen thought for a while, then picked up the phone and made a call.
Nine parts.
When Mr. Chen arrived, Yang Xiaotao was teaching a practical class to students at the technical school.
The lesson was about screwing in screws.
Just as Yang Xiaotao finished his lecture, Lou Xiao'e walked into the workshop and whispered in his ear, "Old Chen is here."
Yang Xiaotao nodded, then told the students to review on their own before hurrying to his office.
"Sir, I was teaching a class earlier, so I was delayed."
Yang Xiaotao came in and apologized.
Old Chen waved his hand, "It's alright, I have something to discuss with you this time."
As they spoke, Yang Xiaotao knew what it was about, so he waved to Liu Lixue and the other woman, and the two of them left the office.
There were only three people in the room: Old Chen, Yang Xiaotao, and Secretary Guo.
"The other party responded to the materials we submitted to the alliance."
"They want us to provide a batch of semiconductor raw materials."
Mr. Chen kept it brief and stated the alliance's demands.
Yang Xiaotao fell silent after hearing this.
Upon seeing this, Chen Lao analyzed, "They are probably probing our research capabilities."
“If we refuse or are unable to provide it, they will doubt our good intentions.”
"Now that things have come to this, we have no room to back down."
Hearing what Elder Chen said, Yang Xiaotao nodded, "That's no problem. We can provide the raw materials. After all, semiconductor research is becoming more and more mature. Maybe in six months or a year, they will be obsolete!"
"Giving them to them is fine."
Seeing Yang Xiaotao say this, Old Chen nodded in satisfaction.
He then said, "Since there are no problems in this regard, we can rest assured."
"However, it's not a business that's eager to buy. We can give them things, but they have to exchange them for something else."
Upon hearing what Elder Chen said, Yang Xiaotao's heart immediately stirred.
Then Old Chen asked, "If there's anything your Ninth Department needs, please let us know, and we'll try to communicate with you."
Yang Xiaotao immediately nodded, "Sir, we do have some things we need to discuss."
Old Chen smiled and said, "Speak."
"Well, we're researching titanium-rhenium alloys, but we haven't been able to solve the problem of processing rhenium metal as a raw material in China."
"So far, we're still using products imported from the Alliance."
Hearing Yang Xiaotao say this, a hint of helplessness flashed across Old Chen's face, and he sighed and said, "We still have a long way to go in terms of infrastructure construction."
"Commander, we are now moving much more steadily than before."
Seeing that Mr. Chen said this, Yang Xiaotao immediately comforted him from the side.
Old Chen perked up after hearing this, "You're right. We may not be as good as the Alliance or the United States, but as long as we are better than before and keep making progress, that's enough."
"Since you want these materials, let's exchange them for materials. I believe they will agree."
"This is best."
After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Old Chen got up and left the office.
"Sir, won't you sit for a while longer?"
Old Chen shook his head, "No, I need to go back and report immediately."
"You need to be prepared here."
"Yes, I know."
Yang Xiaotao personally saw Mr. Chen to his car. Just as the car was about to start, Mr. Chen suddenly asked, "Has Secretary Guo mentioned the patent to you?"
Yang Xiaotao walked to the car after hearing this, then glanced at Secretary Guo, only to see Secretary Guo quickly shaking his head at Old Chen.
"About the patents?"
Yang Xiaotao asked a question, and Old Chen came back to his senses. He then glanced at Secretary Guo with dissatisfaction before saying to Yang Xiaotao, "Regarding the patent, I previously said I would give you half, but the Sixth Ministry of Machinery Industry needs money to build ships, so I decided to give them 40%."
"Have Secretary Guo deliver the remaining ten percent to you."
"Let's leave it at that for now."
"what?"
Yang Xiaotao opened his mouth wide, but before he could speak, Secretary Guo patted the driver Chen Mu's hand. The latter immediately understood, and the car started moving quickly.
Watching the car drive away, Yang Xiaotao stood there, stunned.
"Old Chen has passed away."
Wang Guodong walked up to Yang Xiaotao and saw that he was still in a daze, so he went up to greet him.
Yang Xiaotao turned around and saw it was Wang Guodong, then said with a speechless look, "Uncle Wang, what do you suggest we do if someone steals our money?"
"What? He stole our money? He is..."
Wang Guodong was about to curse, but remembering Old Chen who had just left, he stopped himself from saying anything.
"How would I know?"
Seeing that Wang Guodong didn't dare to speak, Yang Xiaotao took a deep breath and then made the same expression as Wang Guodong, "Yeah, what can we do?"
The two then gave an awkward laugh before walking together toward the office.
(End of this chapter)