After the frail beauty went to the countryside, she went crazy with scientific research.

Chapter 300, Episode 0319: We Absolutely Must Not Be Conscripted

Not only were Zhang Hongying and the others feeling overwhelmed, but Old Feng also felt helpless when he learned that Lin Yuexi had been attacked twice on her way to Ning City.

Just then, Old Chen had something to report to him. Seeing that he was about to pull his hair and rip his ears, Old Chen laughed gleefully like a 200-pound fat man.

"What are you worried about?"

He waved the object in his hand, a smug smile on his face. "See this? A cell phone, not one of those bulky old-fashioned mobile phones outside, it's a cell phone."

Old Chen's voice trembled with excitement, "Seven nanometers, do you know, Lao Feng, seven nanometers! I thought that if I could break through ten nanometers in my life, I would be able to die without regrets. Xi'er only has half a year, just half a year, seven nanometers, Lao Feng, um~~."

As he spoke, Old Chen suddenly burst into tears.

While crying, she remembered that she was still holding her precious phone. She wanted to put the phone on the table, but then realized it wasn't right, so she hurriedly stuffed it into Mr. Feng's hand.

Mr. Feng, who was also quite excited, was speechless.

Seeing that Old Chen's face was covered in tears and snot, he suddenly calmed down.

I ignored him and let him vent.

He carefully began to look through the phone in his hand.

Due to the limitations of the technology, this phone is not considered aesthetically pleasing by later generations. It is a rectangular shape about half the size of a palm, black in color, with half screen and half buttons.

But in Mr. Feng's eyes, it was so magnificent and unparalleled.

Try calling the assistant's office.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Hey, can you hear me? Can you hear me?"

Old Feng tried his best to control himself, but his voice still trembled with excitement.

"Can you hear me? Does the dean have any instructions?"

"No, you're busy."

Ignoring the bewildered other party, Old Feng pressed the red button that should have been to end the call. After pressing it, he looked at it for a while to make sure it was true, and then he tapped it with his finger in amusement.

Don't ask him why he didn't report such an important result immediately. He always needs to understand the functions and such first, so that he won't be clueless when asked during the report.

While Mr. Feng was studying the phone, Mr. Chen gradually calmed down. He wiped his face clean and looked at Mr. Feng, who was focused on the phone, without any surprise. Old M didn't even have a phone yet. We, who had been suppressed by Old M and the others, finally had one. Who wouldn't be excited to see this little box?
"You call it a cell phone?" That's an interesting name.

Old Chen paused for a moment, then realized he had forgotten to mention this earlier: "The nickname 'cellphone' was given by Xi Yatou."

"When there was a breakthrough in chip technology, Xi said she wanted to get a mobile phone."

At this point, Old Chen became a little embarrassed, avoiding looking at Old Feng who was making a teasing face, and frankly confessed while looking around.

"You know that Xi Ya often has ideas that we old guys can't even imagine. She's done things she should and shouldn't have done. After my whole group was merged with her group, everyone just sat around doing nothing, a bunch of people just following behind her and learning."

“The technology has made breakthroughs, so we can’t keep letting her run around all by herself. She just has other ideas. It’s a good thing that young people are energetic, and we can’t restrict them.”

His voice grew weaker and weaker, and his tone became increasingly feeble.

No matter how many reasons there are, they cannot cover up the fact that both he and Xi Yatou violated the rules.

Old Feng glared at him helplessly, "You think you're the only one who indulges her?" If it weren't for the tacit approval from above, where would Xi's exclusive research lab come from?
Especially since Xi used a lot of rare materials while making the phone, how did those things end up in her hands without his permission?!
Although his tone was sarcastic, Old Feng knew why Old Chen and the others were being so cautious.

They were all frightened by the situation outside, fearing that Xi'er's occasional 'willfulness' might lead to someone taking advantage of her.

Old Feng sighed, "We can really rest assured about Xi'er. The higher-ups cherish her even more than we do."

To be honest, as long as Xi doesn't commit treason, she can do whatever she wants in China.

Old Chen breathed a sigh of relief, grinned, and pointed to the phone in Old Feng's hand, "Not only did Xi girl conquer chip technology in half a year, she also independently created a phone that surpassed Old M's technology, plus what she did before..."

Old Chen raised an eyebrow meaningfully.

Old Feng naturally understood his unspoken words, but... "Everyone in our Xinghuo team has undergone rigorous screening. Speaking for myself, I am unwilling to admit that there is a problem with anyone in our Xinghuo team."

Speaking of this, Old Chen's mood also became heavy, and he sat down to listen in silence.

"Xi Yatou is going to Ning City. Because her return to Beijing caused quite a stir, we were worried that something might go wrong. So we split into several groups, some real and some fake. Xi Yatou went directly from Xinghuo Shengwu Zhiji to Ning City, while the other groups pretended to take the land route."

"Everything, both in the air and on the ground, was attacked."

What troubled Mr. Feng was that while the other attacks could be attributed to external problems, perhaps someone was lurking outside the Starfire and watching them, those who took off from inside the Starfire did so. Who would believe that there was no problem inside the Starfire?
Surface-to-air attacks are no simple matter; at the very least, you need to know the flight path of the attack helicopters, right?
Who leaked this flight route?
Since its establishment, Xinghuo has encountered its first major crisis of trust. Nearly a hundred people involved in the smuggling operation have been arrested, and at least a thousand have been investigated.

As the person in charge, Mr. Feng was naturally implicated and had already received a series of reprimands over the phone.

However, what Mr. Feng was really worried about was not whether he would be punished for this matter, but the terrible possibility revealed by this incident.

Old Feng could think of it, and Old Chen could think of it too; their expressions changed drastically in an instant.

"No, it won't, right?"

"Xi Yatou's importance was already evident when she developed the first rifle sniper rifle in the YX series. She was only seventeen years old at the time. Even if she was not mature enough, her future was still promising. The higher-ups had high hopes for Xi Yatou."

Old Feng's brows were furrowed into a knot. "I'm not surprised at all that someone would be planted in Xinghuo, but it's different when someone is used to harm someone on whom high hopes are placed."

Most importantly, who has this ability?

Spark is currently the project that receives the most attention from higher authorities, so naturally, all aspects of its management are strictly controlled, even to the point of being harsh.

People are selfish, especially those who play the role of the government. They naturally cannot allow their own people to be absent from the Spark, which they can almost foresee holding the key to the future.

This is inevitable.

As long as everyone does not violate principles and as long as everyone's heart is with the country, Mr. Feng does not care about these things. Anyway, his requirements are there, and it is your ability to pass them.

Under his jurisdiction, Feng Lao could confidently guarantee that even if Huo Lao and Leng Lao hadn't retired, they wouldn't be able to get involved in Xinghuo.

Only...
Old Chen felt a chill run down his spine. He looked at Old Feng in disbelief, opened his mouth several times, and finally blurted out, "Should we report the cell phone issue?"

Old Feng: "..."

"roll."

"Okay."

This kind of thing isn't something someone like him, who specializes in research, should think about too much.

As Old Chen made his escape, he muttered to himself: When he gets old and can't work anymore, he absolutely can't be conscripted like Old Feng.