Chapter 402

Yanjing.

In Meng Fanqiang's office.

At this time, Meng Fanqiang was looking at a document. As the general commander of the Land Department, it was easy for him to investigate a document.

Meng Fanqiang looked at the document in his hand, and he felt that joining the Thirteen Alliance was urgent.

"The Thirteen Alliance... Fourteen are on the restricted list..."

Meng Fanqiang frowned, and his eyes showed a strong sense of crisis, because he knew very well that Zhang Weiguo had once again stepped ahead of him, and the Thirteen Alliance was established four years ago.

The purpose of the establishment was unknown, which made Meng Fanqiang most flustered.

If it was just a scientific research exchange, Meng Fanqiang didn't think Zhang Weiguo would keep it so tight.

As the saying goes, there must be something wrong when something is abnormal.

What Meng Fanchang was worried about was the purpose of the establishment of the Thirteen Alliance. An information pilot project had already made him lose face in Zhuhe Base. He was just a little late to Yucheng, and the pit had been occupied by the Air Department and the Navy Department.

After the Thirteen Alliance appeared in his field of vision, Meng Fanqiang saw that the Ministry of Air Force had not joined, which at least made him see a shadow of catching up.

Also in Yanjing.

In an office, Dai Tiejun was sitting on a long sofa, staring at Zhao Youlai, who was making tea, with a somewhat aggressive look.

"What is the purpose of the establishment of the Thirteen Alliance?"

Dai Tiejun asked bluntly. After all, the Chengfei Research Institute was one of the research institutes related to the Ministry of Air Force, so when he realized that the establishment of the Thirteen Alliance had an extraordinary purpose.

He found Zhao Youlai as soon as possible. As he asked, his eyes stared at Zhao Youlai, trying to see something from Zhao Youlai's face.

But he was disappointed, Zhao Youlai looked normal.

"Scientific research exchanges, mutual support, after all, you also know that the Thirteen Alliances are on the restricted list. If there is no platform for communication, it will be closed-door."

Zhao Youlai poured a cup of tea for Dai Tiejun and said with a smile.

"You are from our Ministry of Air Force..." Dai Tiejun was a little unwilling to give up and asked again.

"It's true what I said. I won't tell you anything that's not certain." Zhao Youlai said confidently.

"Really?"

"Really!"

Perhaps it was Zhao Youlai's unreserved attitude that made Dai Tiejun feel a little relieved, and he didn't stay in Zhao Youlai's office for long.

They chatted for about ten minutes, then got up and left.

After seeing Dai Tiejun off, Zhao Youlai's eyes gradually changed.

"This is not a lie, it's really not certain." Zhao Youlai muttered in his heart. The purpose of his leaving Chengfei Research Institute was to implement the Nantianmen Plan.

It's just that the Nantianmen Plan is too huge, so huge that even in the past four years, it still hasn't touched the edge of Nantianmen.

So he has no idea, which is also a truth.

"This league is held... It has a big impact." Zhao Youlai rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

Looking at the application after application on hand, to put it bluntly, this league is actually a screening plan for scientific researchers from nine schools.

Although there was a strong smell of gunpowder among the nine schools, Zhao Youlai had left the nine schools. In this league, he clearly heard that Chu Ze wanted to conduct a large-scale talent selection.

So he fully supported it. After all, the talent gap that Chu Ze needed was very large.

But now, the application forms submitted by various well-known schools gave Zhao Youlai a headache.

After thinking about it, he still made a phone call.

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Yucheng.

Mingti UAV Factory, Electromagnetic Gun Research Center.

At this time, the Electromagnetic Gun Research Center was bustling with people, and Chu Ze looked at it helplessly. To be honest, he regretted in his heart why he proposed to organize a league.

"Xi--- University of Technology is invincible in the world, and no rebuttal is accepted. You Yanhang can only be the top three at most..." Yang Xuan's proud tone sounded in the research room.

As soon as the words were spoken, Niu Dabao stepped out, and his sturdy body formed the strongest backing of Yang Xuan.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. This time, we Yanhang will bring you all down." Luo Zhongju said with a firm tone.

He stared at Yang Xuan without hesitation. Although he was outnumbered, he was Luo Zhongju, so how could he be afraid of the two little bastards in front of him.

Chu Ze, who was standing by, saw this and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

This contradiction was really not created by him.

Even Feng Yuan, who was standing next to him, looked at the three people who were tit-for-tat and shook his head: "It's so intense to fight for the second place..."

Chu Ze's face froze after hearing this. Now his mind was full of the words said by the other eight schools when each school ranked first.

If Yanhang ranked first: It should be our turn to sit in the first place.

Ha--Gongda: The result was not beyond our expectations. None of them could fight.

Xi--Gongda: We have made a long way of progress.

Of course, this is the official version. If Yang Xuan said it, it might not be the same.

‘We are like the brightest stars in the night sky, shining in the universe, and every ray of light shines on us, forming a mark of glory.’

This is what Yang Xuan would say.

Chu Ze looked at the people who were arguing and blushing, and couldn't help but shook his head. Anyway, for him, it didn't affect the progress of scientific research, so everything didn't matter.

Even recently, the scientific research progress is very fast, and everyone is working hard.

In this regard, Chu Ze is even less likely to manage it, and even if he wants to manage it, he can't manage it, just let it go.

Ring, ring, ring.

At this time, the phone rang, which made Chu Ze come back to his senses. He took out the phone from his pocket and looked at the incoming call.

"Zhao Suo." Chu Ze greeted him.

Although Zhao Youlai entered the department, he was still used to the previous address.

"Chu Ze, I have something to tell you and ask for your opinion."

Zhao Youlai's voice sounded in the phone. After speaking, he paused slightly and spoke again:

"Now I have many applications from schools, and they all want to join this league."

"Other schools? Why?" Chu Ze's face showed a hint of confusion.

"Why else? Probably because they heard that the main station was going to broadcast live."

Zhao Youlai's words made Chu Ze ponder for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he said:

"Refuse it. The competition will start in two months, and they probably won't get anything good if they go."

The nine schools are all real project-oriented talents participating in the competition. It's okay for other schools to join in the fun, but it won't improve the nine-school league this time.

As for the projects he knows now, Harbin Institute of Technology will launch a rocket, a space exploration, and many other projects.

Nanjing University of Technology, apart from submarine launch technology, has many projects that make him shine.

Yanhang, Nanjing University of Science and Technology, these are all prepared trump cards, and other schools will probably only be cannon fodder.

"I think so too, but these schools will not turn back until they hit the wall."

"What do you think?" Chu Ze asked curiously.

"First, we will screen them, and then we will participate in the competition."

"That's fine, but we need them to be fully prepared."

"I'll give them a hint, and those who know will naturally give up when they encounter difficulties. Those who don't know will just hit a wall. They may have lived too comfortably in recent years, so it's a good opportunity to warm up."

"Just arrange it."