Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 128 Project Code Name: Kunlun! (Second Update!)
Lin Yi closed the laptop, opened the system panel, pondered for a long time, and then began to build the project.

Having built a drone model before, this time he decided to build only one computational model, a composite computational model used for computer dynamic shape design, engine and intake/exhaust system analysis, and flight performance stability analysis.

This algorithm was actually the project that Lü Hongxuan was mainly responsible for researching after he entered the secret research in his previous life.

The old man's research in his previous life can be neither considered a failure nor a success.

It wasn't a failure, because throughout the research process, the algorithm developed by the old man and his team kept adding value to the project and played a vital role.

It cannot be considered a success because he ultimately failed to integrate the several algorithms together.

Separate calculations are the only option.

Therefore, he stopped at the level of a half-step academician.

If the old man had brought a complete computational model with him this time and calculated the right direction from the beginning, his research would have been much easier.

I can live at least another twenty years.

With a few taps on the keyboard, Lin Yi had planned out the relevant task requirements in about 10 minutes.

Project Code Name: Kunlun

[Project Design Requirements: Develop a comprehensive algorithm and a comprehensive computational fluid dynamics research model. This model can be used for aerodynamic shape analysis, engine and intake/exhaust system analysis, and flight performance and stability analysis of hypersonic and high-altitude fighter jets with flight speeds greater than Mach 6.]

When conducting relevant research and analysis, it is essential to provide accurate and reliable calculation results…

After writing down the requirements, Lin Yi turned on his computer, brought up the programming software, and typed in all the knowledge he had learned in his memory, as well as the research he had done at school.

These things were deeply etched in his mind, and whenever he thought about them, this knowledge would erupt in his mind like a volcanic eruption.

Lin Yi started typing at 1 p.m. and didn't finish until after 4 p.m. before he finally finished typing the last piece of code.

Now, he needs to wait for a response from this broken system, if it can develop its own algorithm.

Then he could change his strategy and, like a garbage collector, accumulate little by little.

After waiting for more than 30 seconds, a new notification appeared on the light blue system panel.

[Based on a comprehensive evaluation, this algorithm model requires an investment of 500 million RMB in research funding. Should we invest in and conduct the research?]

The number 500 million left Lin Yi stunned.

He kept opening and closing the programming software on the computer desktop, as well as the system panel.

After several attempts, the same number remained in the notification box.

500 million RMB.

He repeated the number several times, and he was completely dumbfounded.

In my past life, when I visited my teacher's grave, several of my fellow students and his wife were there, sharing their regrets about him.

However, due to the confidentiality requirements of the relevant projects, the senior students and their wives talked for a long time, but in the end, all they could say was the old man's general research direction.

She also said that if she were there, the teacher would not have left with regrets.

The old man is an expert in computational fluid dynamics, after all. How could a project led by such an expert be worth only 500 million?
Looking at the 500 million, Lin Yi had a bold guess in his mind.

That is, when the old man arrived at the project, he revised the things he had previously researched because of the special nature of the project.

This correction led to a dead end.

Can……

That's unlikely...

With a long sigh, Lin Yi tapped "OK".

The next second, a new notification popped up.

[Research funding has been paid; algorithm generation is underway, please wait...]

A circle appeared on the light blue system panel, a rotating circle.

The circle spun a few times, and the "Please wait" message disappeared, replaced by a new message.

The algorithm is complete. The core algorithm model code, totaling 274GB, has been stored on the relevant hard drive.

After the notification flashed by, a silver-white portable hard drive appeared on Lin Yi's desk.

The number marked on the external hard drive is 500G.

The broken system is actually quite generous.

After fiddling with the hard drive for a while, Lin Yi took out his phone, found Lü Hongxuan's number, and dialed it without thinking.

After a short while, Lu Hongxuan's cheerful voice came from the other end:
"Hey, you finally have time to call your teacher today?"

"Good news or bad news?"

"If you're not comfortable with what to say, then say the bad news first. That way, when you say the good news, it will offset the negative impact of the bad news."

Hearing the old man's cheerful voice, Lin Yi was silent for a moment, wanting to tease the old man, but he swallowed the words back.

Rolling his eyes on the other end of the phone, Lin Yi said irritably:

"Old man, you're supposed to be my teacher, can't you wish me any good things?"

"I'm calling you today to let you know that my crisis is completely over."

"Your last disciple, Lin Yi, I not only resolved the previous crisis."

"And made a lot of money."

"The main reason I'm calling you this time is to ask for your help in transferring my Party membership from the school to the company."

"Only by establishing the Party branch can I continue to seek support from the organization."

After Lin Yi finished speaking, the office became unusually quiet again.

While waiting for a response, he heard a long, drawn-out exhale through the receiver.

That's a sound a person can make when they feel relieved.

After waiting a while longer, instead of receiving praise from Lü Hongxuan, he was asked, "Really?"

"Once you transfer out, it will be difficult to transfer back."

"Really!" Lin Yi quickly replied. After responding, he grabbed the external hard drive on the table, played with it for a moment, and then said softly:
"I've been working on an algorithm in my spare time lately. It's an algorithm that people used to jokingly mention back in school."

"I tried it out, and it seems to work."

"I plan to have someone bring it over in a couple of days. Could you please check it for me, teacher?"

These words brought immense joy to the person on the other end of the phone; their cheerful voice, transmitted directly to Lin Yi through the phone, conveyed their emotions.
"He is my student."

"I knew you weren't going to give up. You can always make money."

"Once you give up your research, you can never get it back."

"Now that you've figured out the algorithm, find someone to bring it to me."

"Let me take a look..."

"I'll have your senior brother come over. He'll come pick up the documents and bring your party membership information over with him."

"By the way, would you like to try some local specialties from Chang'an during the New Year? I'll have your senior brother bring them over."

Upon hearing that he was to bring local specialties, Lin Yi remained expressionless. As the ancient capital of six dynasties, Chang'an City had many local specialties, but the problem was that these specialties were basically only suitable for consumption in Chang'an City.

And it has to be fresh.

If you want to take it with you, forget it. It's a completely different flavor.

He tapped his fingers on the table and said softly, "No need. I'll come to Chang'an City again once I'm completely settled here."

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you to come over. I'll go get your party membership transfer documents done now, I'll hang up now." The call was disconnected by Lü Hongxuan on the other end. Holding the ringing phone, Lin Yi closed his eyes, found Liu Daneng's number, and dialed it casually.

"Come to my office."

Before Liu Daneng arrived at the office, Lin Yi opened the supplier list and searched through it, finally finding several suppliers with relatively poor quality.

Copy the supplier information to a document on your computer and click print.

In less than 10 minutes, Liu Daneng appeared in front of Lin Yi.

The supplier information sheet was also delivered to Liu Daneng by Lin Yi:
"100,000 sets of parts, which is equivalent to 100,000 rice cookers, will all be shipped out before February 7th."

"Keep material costs under 130 yuan and labor costs under 20 yuan."

"Remember to put on the Japanese label."

Holding the information sheet and reading it through completely, Liu Daneng finally realized what was going on.

He held the documents in both hands, slowly took a step forward, and asked in a trembling voice, stammering:

"Boss, don't we get a holiday for Chinese New Year?"

Lin Yi slowly walked to the water dispenser, made two cups of tea, gave one to Liu Daneng, and kept the other in his own hand.

He took a sip of tea before slowly replying:
"Only those who are useless to humanity get holidays."

Then he held up three fingers on his left hand: "Triple pay, three meals a day during the Spring Festival, and a 1000 yuan red envelope for each person."

"You can pass on the notification now."

"Yes, ma'am!" Upon hearing that he would receive triple pay, three meals a day during the Spring Festival, and a 1000 yuan red envelope, Liu Daneng immediately stood up straight, his body trembling.

If I hesitate even slightly in the face of such treatment, it would be an insult to it.

Liu Daneng bowed to Lin Yi, then turned around, holding the documents in both hands, and left like a zombie.

After seeing the person off, Lin Yi returned to his computer, took out his notebook again, and used a pen to cross out the two entries: transferring party membership and calculating models for the teacher.

After resting his eyes for a moment, his gaze fell on the other clauses.

Things have priorities, and making money also has a sequence.

Lin Yi crossed out Eisente's entry with a pen, tossed the notebook aside, and opened Photoshop to create a fake business list.

Architectural Design Consulting

[Light Weapons Manufacturing and Design Consulting]

[Light Infantry Training Services Consultation]

Consulting services for chemical, metal, and mechanical design, contract manufacturing.

Electronic Design & Manufacturing

[Professional design and manufacturing of high-performance electronic products]

【…】

In just over ten minutes, Lin Yi had fabricated a long list of dozens of business items.

The mouse hovered over each business list, crossing out some that didn't seem reasonable, and some names were changed. The final version of the business list was finally ready.

The total number of business terms has also been reduced from more than forty to twenty.

After compiling the list, Lin Yi logged into the VPN, logged into his Gmail account, found Eisent's email address, dragged and dropped the file, uploaded it, and clicked send.

After estimating the other party's time, Lin Yi edited a greeting message and sent it out immediately.

After sending the message, Lin Yi began searching for news about the Middle East on Twitter and Facebook.

If the Americans want to take action, they need to create public opinion. As long as there is public opinion, they can find a target for the Americans to take action.

After searching for a while and finding no activity there, he then went to the official websites of various Middle Eastern countries, as well as the official news media websites within those countries, looking for any possible clues on these websites.

The Arab Spring, as recognized by the world, began on December 17, 2010, and its location was the small town of Sidi Bouqid in southern Tunisia.

The incident was sparked by the confiscation of goods and humiliation of a 26-year-old local street vendor, Mohammed Bouajji.

Finally, the 26-year-old street vendor protested by setting himself on fire, and then things spiraled out of control.

The following year, on January 14, 2011, a revolution broke out in Tunisia. After several weeks of protests, then-President Ben Ali simply packed up and fled to Saudi Arabia, ending his 23-year reign.

On January 14, a revolution broke out in Tunisia, and on January 25, large-scale anti-government demonstrations erupted in Egypt, demanding that President Mubarak step down and leave the country.

On February 11, then-Egyptian President Hosni Mubarak announced his resignation, ending his 30-year rule.

Then, under the leadership of the military government, Egypt completely began to give up.

On February 15 of the same year, protests broke out in Benghazi, Libya, against the Gaddafi regime, which subsequently escalated into armed conflict.

After Libya, there are Syria and Yemen, and then Bahrain.

Leaving Iraq, the wings of my butterfly are limited, so the starting point should still be Tunisia.

With this in mind, Lin Yi started from Tunisia, traveled east along the Mediterranean coastline, first through Syria, then to Egypt, and then to Saudi Arabia, Syria, and Lebanon.

He even thoroughly searched Iran's own official website.

But still no useful information was found.

Undeterred, Lin Yi started from Iran and headed east, continuing to search for official websites of other countries.

But as he searched, he eventually gave up.

Afghanistan is in chaos. The official website posts information every day about roadside bomb attacks in various places.

This bombing news is really hard to associate with the Arab Spring.

Pakistan is not much better off than Afghanistan.

Further south in India, which is Hindu territory, there's an even bigger mess.

Even the news released by India's own government has become highly unreliable.

As for the news released by the official authorities in Bangladesh, east of India, it can only be described as a laughing stock.

In less than half an hour, Lin Yi had visited a large number of official websites of Arab countries in the Middle East and Central Asia, as well as news websites within those countries, whether private or official.

There were no radical news stories, and official media reports were free of nonsensical statements.

Seeing this, Lin Yi still didn't understand why the Americans would transfer all of Camp Smith in the Hawaiian Islands to Diego Garcia.

Those were the elite of the American people.

When these elite troops go to the battlefield, they are bound to face a life-or-death situation.

But the situation in the Middle East...

That level of difficulty is unattainable.

After pondering for a long time, Lin Yi finally turned his gaze back to Syria.

It seems that only Syria has value.

But out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Türkiye on the Syrian border.

(End of this chapter)