Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 215 Paper Submission! (Second Update!) Happy Children's Day everyone!
Looking at the money appearing in the chat box, Smith smiled.

That's it!
What I want is this guy's greed. The more greedy he is, the more money I will make. As long as I spend a few years, relying on the Baroque line, I will definitely be able to grow into a big capitalist.

Then I'll go and show off to this guy.

Tell him that he is who he is today because of him.

We must thank him properly!
After stretching his stiff neck, Smith typed a message and sent it: "I haven't bought my ticket yet, I'll contact you when I arrive!"

After sending the message, he dragged the things Lin Yi had sent him into his email and then forwarded them to Baroque.

When the success message popped up, I took out my phone again and called Baroque directly.

Around 3 a.m., Baroque was suddenly woken up, and his temper flared up immediately. Regardless of whether the person on the other end was human or ghost, he started yelling at them.

Hearing the cursing coming from the phone, Smith wisely remained silent until Baroque finished ranting and cleared his head, asking what was wrong before explaining to the person on the other end:
“I sent the information to that guy, and shortly after I sent it, he replied with some information.”

“Those documents show that they have conducted similar research. Similar research can be translated, but it takes time and money.”

After speaking, Smith gripped his phone tightly and listened quietly to the breathing sounds coming from it.

The heavy breathing indicated that the person breathing was thinking about a problem, and a very serious one at that.

After a long while, Baroque's voice finally came through:
"Two things. First, contact that person and tell him that we can invest money to help with research and development, but we must ensure exclusivity; he cannot sell those things to other people."

"The second thing is for you to go there this time and test this guy."

"Focus on probing the people behind him."

“I suspect that the person behind him has done some amazing research, but it seems to have gone astray. If possible, contact this person and get those things over.”

"If you can't handle it, then see how big the threat is. If the threat is big, find a way to get rid of it."

Smith understood Baroque's intentions in making this arrangement.

America is a country of immigrants.

Before World War I, America was only considered average, but during the war, because she entered the fray relatively late and preserved enough strength, she got the biggest slice of the pie.

During World War II, Europe was in chaos, and America received the most Europeans. After Germany's defeat, America got a large slice of the pie.

Because of this piece of cake, America has remained glorious to this day, and even outlived the Soviet Union.

Therefore, all social classes in America greatly admired talented individuals with skills and expertise, and believed that if such a person could immigrate to America, they could be of service to the country.

That would be the best, of course.

If not, then it's better to die.

I gave a soft "hmm" on the other end, and they immediately hung up.

Hearing the dial tone, Smith breathed a sigh of relief, tossed the phone aside, and went straight back to bed.

On the other side, Baroque was disturbed by the phone call and was completely unable to fall asleep.

He went to the bathroom to wash his face, then sat down at the computer and started working.

Since we're going to hold a press conference, we need to give everyone a heads-up.

They need to know that America will always be the best.

What kind of people do working people find most annoying?

What workers hate most is a boss who's overly enthusiastic and overly passionate.

At this moment, in the eyes of the people at America's Naval Systems Command, Baroque was just such a boss who was on steroids.

In the dead of night, a group of people were called out to work overtime until dawn. A special announcement appeared quietly on the official website of the American Naval Systems Command.

Meanwhile, it was also forwarded by other departments of the American Navy.

Some news media outlets also picked up on this news, but without verifying its authenticity, they promptly posted it on their own websites.

Let's grab some traffic first.

…………

2010 was the beginning of the smartphone era. At that time, apart from the programs developed by major companies, the rest of the apps came from small studios.

In order to survive, these small studios began to try to monetize through advertising.

The result of monetization is that every few hours, a large number of messages will appear in the phone's notification bar.

Including but not limited to Indian God Oil, Ant Power God...

After two busy days, Lin Yi finally finished reviewing the paper. He picked up his phone, ready to call Cao Bin over so he could take the paper back for revisions.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw several news items in the notification bar on my phone.

To be precise, it's the same news story.

The American Navy will announce the results of its previous adjustment of suppliers of vulnerable parts at the American Parliament Building next Wednesday, March 24, at 10:3 AM local time.

This will also showcase the new supplier's new technologies to the world.

Lin Yi was stunned when he saw the news.

He had seen the news about America's Navy changing its parts supplier in previous reports.

When he first saw the news, he didn't take it seriously at all.

After all, given the despicable nature of America's group, their so-called change of parts suppliers is really just a change of name.

The people are the same people, and the goods are the same goods.

They just changed the name and the receiving account.

But this news now reveals two things to him.

The first piece of news is that America seems to be serious and has actually replaced a batch of suppliers.

The second piece of news is that these new suppliers seem to have new technologies.

After analyzing these two pieces of information, Lin Yi felt a headache coming on.

It's only been a few months since I was reborn, but the timeline of the entire world seems to have changed.

In her past life, America didn't do any of these things.

very annoying.

He cursed under his breath, but still called Cao Bin.

Just two or three minutes later, Cao Bin appeared in the office. Lin Yi pointed to the hard drive in front of him, then took out a list from the drawer and slammed it on the table:
"I have already revised the paper for you. Just revise it according to the suggestions."

"After revising the paper, fill in all the names on this list."

"I've already marked how to fill it out. Just fill it out according to the markings."

"Finally, after this paper is published, there will definitely be people who question it. Be careful then and don't feel pressured."

"Go down!"

Cao Bin didn't immediately grab the hard drive; instead, he bent down and bowed deeply to Lin Yishen.

After doing all this, he took the hard drive and list with both hands, turned around and left the office.

As he left, he passed Ye Hua. They exchanged a glance, and Ye Hua went into the office and placed the documents she was holding on Lin Yi's desk.
"Boss, this is the spring recruitment plan that the HR department has formulated based on the factory's upcoming requirements. Please take a look."

Lin Yi took the document and carefully examined it bit by bit.

Having lived two lives as a human being and been a boss his whole life, he knows the HR position very well. Generally speaking, he does everything except HR.

Therefore, we must be careful.

Especially those organized and premeditated groups.

It must be nipped in the bud; once discovered, it must be ruthlessly eliminated. The spring recruitment plan was short, only about 10 pages long, and Lin Yi read it through from beginning to end in just 10 minutes.

The plan itself is fine, and the hiring ratio of 37 is also fine.

The only problem is choosing a school.

The personnel department mainly selects liberal arts schools, and they are all schools in the surrounding area. There are no schools further away, nor are there any science schools with a higher level of education.

Holding a pen, I added a few schools to the plan.

After adding the name, Lin Yi handed the plan to Ye Hua and instructed him:

“We called Dean Cai Changming and told him that we were planning to recruit a group of people and hoped that he could help us by writing a letter of introduction so that we could recruit some more people from other schools.”

"Okay!" Ye Hua wrote down the instructions, turned around, and walked out of the office with the spring recruitment plan in his arms.

After relaying all the information and Lin Yi's words, Ye Hua slowly walked towards the technical department office.

In the technical department office, Cao Bin waited for a while before the other technical staff returned one after another.

Upon seeing Cao Bin, especially the hard drives beside him, they all seemed to open their mouths:

"The boss has already revised the paper? That was fast!"

"Is this the true value of a humanoid computer?"

"Quickly check how he changed it!"

"How else can it be changed? It'll probably be like our teacher's, adding slogans like 'Don't let the name be leaked!' or 'Gods within the sect!'"

"Don't underestimate yourself like that, we're not that bad."

"Yes, yes, we're not that bad!"

Amidst the cacophony of voices, Cao Bin connected the hard drive to the computer and opened the collaborative paper on it.

Compared to the previous paper, the revised paper has one more line of text on the cover.

A line of text that is extremely simple, yet extremely powerful.

This paper requires no references.

Moreover, this sentence is in Chinese and includes the font.

Upon seeing this line of text, the group started arguing again.

“I told you that you have to be a little arrogant when writing papers, but you guys said no, you have to be humble. Look at what the boss wrote, how arrogant it is! What we are doing now is unprecedented, so we definitely have to be arrogant.”

"Arrogant my foot! I'm asking you, should we use Microsoft YaHei or SimSun for this string of text?"

"I think we should use size 12 small font!"

"Shut up, all of you, and take a good look at the paper."

Scrolling the mouse wheel, I swiped up the cover and onto the table of contents.

The table of contents wasn't highlighted in red; judging from the page numbers in the index, some chapters seemed to have had some things deleted, while others appeared to have things added.

Driven by curiosity, I scrolled through the catalog using the scroll wheel on the side of the slot.

Upon turning the page, all I could see was red.

This is a preface that outlines the future of this type of battery and some related extensions.

It can be considered a beautiful vision for the future.

But now, this beautiful vision has been highlighted in red and bold, with a footnote drawn behind it, and at the very end of the footnote, there are only four cold, indifferent words.

[Nonsense, delete!]

These four characters were also highlighted in red and bold, making them easily visible.

Cao Bin's gaze lingered on those four characters for a moment, then he selected them with his mouse and clicked delete.

After deleting everything, he adjusted the formatting before continuing to read.

The following text has been modified and added.

When people get busy, they find that there isn't enough time.

Time slipped away quietly in the gaps between Cao Bin and others revising their papers.

In the blink of an eye, it's Monday again.

Just as it was time for work to start, a group of people from the technical department appeared in front of Lin Yi's office door with documents in hand.

They caught Lin Yi red-handed as he was carrying breakfast.

Looking at the huge group of people in front of him, Lin Yi rolled his eyes and asked, "Finished revising the thesis?"

"All done!" A few scattered replies echoed down the corridor, making Lin Yi frown.

Just then, Ji Shuangshuang happened to pass by. He tossed the breakfast into her hands, then turned around and led Cao Bin and his group into the office.

I took the hard drive from them, connected it to the computer, and opened the papers inside.

I quickly went through it from beginning to end and found that everything had been modified and adjusted according to my requirements.

Along with all that nonsense and pointless whining, I also deleted it.

After checking the contents, Lin Yi glanced at the author of the paper.

A large number of names, about a hundred.

Apart from these few people from Xiaomi Heavy Industry, the remaining names are listed in no particular order or by title, and none of them are omitted.

This is already a complete, publishable paper.

Pointing to the paper, he casually followed up with a question:
"Why haven't you released it after making the changes? Don't you know the procedure?"

Amidst the crowd, Ye Hua, with a guilty smile on his face, replied, "I know the process, but I'm a little nervous."

Lin Yi rolled his eyes at these words, tapping his finger incessantly on the computer screen as he spoke repeatedly:
"What are you so guilty about? Did you steal? Did you rob? Did you plagiarize? If you didn't, then what are you panicking about?"

“After the paper is published, there will definitely be all sorts of people who will question it.”

“If you’re going to face criticism like this, I think…”

"They will most likely fabricate a paper and then label you as plagiarists."

"So, put away your little bit of guilt and prepare to face the questions that are about to be raised."

"Understand?"

While they were talking, Lin Yi opened his VPN software, connected to the internet, and registered a new Google email address in the company's name.

After revising the relevant information, I used the same Google email address to register an account within the SCI system.

After his registration was approved and he filled in the basic information, he then categorized the data on his hard drive and dragged it into the submission system bit by bit, according to the requirements.

Finally, click "Confirm Submission".

The submission system paused slightly, but quickly displayed a notification that the submission was successful.

Lin Yi tapped the prompt on the computer screen, picked up a pen and paper, wrote down the account information he had just submitted, and handed it to Cao Bin:

“I said I would include you in the youth talent development program.”

"From now on, whether you are real gold or not depends on whether you can withstand the hammer!"

"come on!"

(End of this chapter)