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Chapter 318 Satellite Consecration! (Third Update!)
Lu Jingchen is from Nanjing and doesn't really like spicy food, but after reading the text in the email, he couldn't help but wonder what chicken made this way would taste like.

He imagined what it would taste like, then quickly came back to his senses.

I am working, not eating.

I downloaded the email to my desktop, read the text twice from beginning to end, and then printed it.

The printer ejected the document, and Lu Jingchen grabbed two thin sheets of paper in his hand before leaving the temporary office and heading towards Feng Zhenhua's office.

If a consecration ceremony is held on Xiaomi Heavy Industry's premises, it can be done freely.

But this is the Space Technology Research Institute, the top research institute in China.

It's someone else's territory.

To do these things, you need Feng Zhenhua's permission.

Feng Zhenhua's office door was not closed. Lu Jingchen knocked on the door before looking up into the office.

In the office, Feng Zhenhua heard the noise at the door, looked up, and saw Lu Jingchen. He waved the form in his hand.

"Xiao Lu, have you found out? Is your boss coming over?"

"The five satellites for this ribbon-cutting ceremony were all his hard work; it would have been inexcusable for him not to attend."

It was only then that Lu Jingchen noticed that the person speaking to Feng Zhenhua was the logistics director of the Space Technology Research Institute.

Judging from their expressions, they must be discussing the list of people to be present for the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

He shook his head: "Our boss just emailed me saying he's not coming, but he sent me a process sheet for the consecration ceremony!"

"That's why I brought this consecration ceremony to you, sir."

As he spoke, Lu Jingchen stepped forward and placed the newly printed paper in front of Feng Zhenhua.

Feng Zhenhua picked up the so-called consecration ceremony paper, glanced at it, lowered his brows, and remained silent.

Thousands of years of history have kept the strong-willed Chinese people in a state of constant flux.

When something is in one's favor, one can do all sorts of tricks and try every means to take advantage of the so-called opportune time, favorable location, and harmonious relationships.

They would affectionately call it metaphysics.

When something is going against you, no matter how harsh the conditions are, you will angrily denounce it as feudal superstition.

Even for some events, the organizers will choose specific auspicious days.

Of course, the source of these auspicious days is the traditional Chinese calendar, which is the most orthodox science of ancient China.

Everyone is simply doing scientific things at scientific times, guided by science.

For this satellite ribbon-cutting ceremony, Feng Zhenhua also had someone take time out of their busy schedule to choose a good time.

Although it was the tallest among the short, those two hours were auspicious.

As for the consecration ceremony that Lin Yi performed, if you call it feudal superstition, he ate the last chicken.

This is the most traditional way to avoid wasting food.

If you say it's not feudal superstition, then you still have to sprinkle chicken blood and burn talismans.

I don't know how such a seemingly upright young man could come up with such a crazy method.

After a moment's hesitation, Feng Zhenhua handed the paper detailing the consecration ceremony to the logistics supervisor in front of him:
"Take a look and then set up the scene."

The logistics supervisor took the paper, read its contents, and his face immediately scrunched up like a chrysanthemum:

"Chief, what if other people come over then..."

The rest of the sentence was left unsaid, but the meaning was already very clear.

If guests arrive, it's not appropriate to refuse them.

The logistics supervisor's words only made Feng Zhenhua shake his head slightly. He tapped his fingers on the table and said softly:

"This is a product from Xiaomi Heavy Industry; this is what the client requires!"

"Although we are a national research institution, we must also respect market principles."

“The client has made a request, but it’s not unreasonable, so we can meet it.”

The logistics supervisor gave Feng Zhenhua a thumbs up, rolled his eyes, and continued:

"But the problem is, the client's CEO isn't coming!"

Feng Zhenhua then changed his tune: "Although the client requested this ribbon-cutting ceremony, it was mainly for our celebration."

"Celebrating the successful rollout of our product!"

"It has nothing to do with the client!"

The logistics supervisor remained silent. He simply put away the paper with the consecration ceremony written on it and turned to do the preparations.

After he left, Feng Zhenhua's smile vanished, and he looked at Lu Jingchen with a serious expression:

"Satellite assembly is a minor task; the control after launch is the most important."

Are you ready for your work?

When asked about the follow-up control measures, Lu Jingchen immediately deflated like a punctured balloon, bending over and saying, "Don't even mention it!"

He walked to the sofa next to him and sat down, sighing deeply.
"When the HR manager first approached me, I thought they were joking."

"I went to see our boss. Our boss trusts me a lot and said he would entrust me with handling all matters in this regard."

"At first I thought it was because of his trust in me."

"But now, I've come to my senses,"

“We don’t have a ground control center, or even a satellite data storage station. We’re basically crippled.”

"I'm mad!"

After listening to his complaints, Feng Zhenhua slowly got up and poured him a cup of tea.

"Don't worry, your conditions are much better than ours were back then."

Take your time, and keep going.

Back in his seat, Feng Zhenhua tapped his fingers on the table:

"The General Armament Department has already discussed this issue with me."

"They have already coordinated that your satellites can access the control center in the western suburbs before your control center is completed."

"They will take the main control, and you will assist them from the side."

“However, you need to build a data station. The data station at the West Suburbs Control Center is very small. You have many satellites, and the data will be huge. They can't store that much.”

"Therefore, several key leaders from the General Armament Department will also be present at this ribbon-cutting ceremony."

"We'll discuss this in more detail later!"

Feng Zhenhua's words were a rescue for Lu Jingchen.

A complete satellite control system includes not only satellites in the sky, but also ground control stations and data centers.

In addition to these, a large number of practitioners are also needed.

And now, he has nothing but a few satellites in his possession.

He just wants to go crazy!
After finishing his tea, Lu Jingchen said goodbye, as he still had a lot of work to do.

Back in his temporary office, he buried his head and continued working.

Two days have passed in the blink of an eye, and it's already June 1st.

Children's Day.

It was also the day for the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

At 4 a.m., Lu Jingchen got out of bed and began preparing for Sunday's work.

At 9 a.m., Feng Zhenhua, along with several people from the Space Technology Research Institute and himself, appeared in front of the institute to act as greeters. He introduced each new arrival briefly.

"This is Zhou Xuemin, the director of the Yanjing Aerospace Instrument Research Institute. The gyroscope on your satellite was manufactured by them."

"You've probably heard of him, but you've probably never met him."

"This is Zhao Tiankai, the director of the Shanghai Electronics Research Institute. The synthetic aperture radar used on your satellite is manufactured by them."

"This guy's not being honest!"

"This one……"

"This is Jia Ming'an, director of the Chang'an Satellite Monitoring Center."

"This is Wei Jianguo, director of the Yanjing West Suburbs Aerospace Control Center."

"Before your control center is built, the satellites will be connected to the control system they are in charge of."

“They currently control only about 40 satellites in total, and you suddenly added 27 more to their fleet. This is to train their capabilities.”

"When you see them, you must stand tall!"

When introducing Jia Ming'an and Wei Jianguo, Feng Zhenhua did not deliberately lower his voice, so the two people opposite him could hear him clearly.

As soon as the sound subsided, Jia Min'an and Wei Jianguo walked straight up to Feng Zhenhua, raised their hands at the same time, and gave Feng Zhenhua the middle finger.

"Image, mind your image!" Feng Zhenhua stepped forward, pressed their middle fingers back down, and repeatedly reminded them. Turning to Lu Jingchen, he continued:

"Tell your boss to be a little slower in making payments when you're working with them."

"Hey, Mr. Feng, can't you even be a human being?" The repeated slander made Jia Ming'an roll his eyes.

He glared at Feng Zhenhua, then turned his attention to Lu Jingchen.

Only when the two men walked up to him did Lu Jingchen have a chance to examine them closely.

Jia Ming'an looked to be about the same age as Feng Zhenhua, and he had a scholarly air about him that had been cultivated over many years.

It's as if, given the chance, he could transform back into the boy he was years ago and forge ahead without hesitation.

Compared to Jia Ming'an, Wei Jianguo has a much more serious demeanor and looks more like a veteran cadre.

He is indeed a veteran cadre.

When Lu Jingchen looked at Jia Ming'an, Jia Ming'an returned a smile.

Wei Jianguo simply nodded slightly.

At this moment, Feng Zhenhua's voice rang out again: "Don't be fooled by Lao Wei's stern face all the time. Once you keep up with his pace, you'll find that he's a very easy person to get along with."

"But when you see them, you can speak loudly."

This latest sabotage angered Wei Jianguo, who snapped at Feng Zhenhua with a stern face, "Can you just shut up?!"

"Fine, fine, I'll shut up!" Feng Zhenhua said, but pointed to the workshop to the side.

"Let's go, let's go look at the satellites over here."

Jia Ming'an and Wei Jianguo were the last guests to arrive.

Upon entering the workshop, the first thing you see is today's guests.

A large group of people were marveling at the five satellites on the central display stand.

Most of the guests here today come from research institutes under the Aerospace Group, as well as related production units.

The rest came from the General Assembly and the Electronics and Aerospace Group.

They know their own situation best. The various research institutes of the aerospace group had just rushed to produce the parts a few days ago.

Just a few days later, these parts were assembled into a satellite and placed in front of them.

Moreover, the defect rate of this batch of parts is almost zero!

what is this?
This is an industrial miracle!
Han Pengfei stood in the crowd, looking at the five satellites on the display stand with deep emotion.

Before this year, if someone told him to produce parts for five satellites within a month, with a near-zero defect rate for the satellite parts, and to assemble those five satellites together, he would have been in a much better position.

He would swear because the task was almost impossible.

Compressing production time will inevitably affect product quality.

But now, he only feels that the task is not challenging at all.

Turning his back to the five satellites, he straightened his back and looked at the camera facing him with a resolute gaze.

The camera flashed, taking more than a dozen photos in a row.

After the photo was taken, the photographer quickly handed the camera to him: "Chairman, take a look."

Han Pengfei took the camera and carefully looked through the photos inside.

The aerospace group has satellite manufacturing business with foreign clients. We'll take some photos here first, so that if any foreign clients want to manufacture satellites, we can directly provide them with these videos and photos for them to see.

To manufacture and launch a satellite?
We manufactured a whole bunch of satellites in just one month.

A satellite? That's child's play.

After looking at the photos in the camera, he nodded with satisfaction, turned around, and began to look for Feng Zhenhua and the person in charge of Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

After searching around, I caught a glimpse of these people coming in through the main entrance of the workshop. Just as I was about to go over, I saw Feng Zhenhua turn and walk towards the corner by the door.

There were several corrugated cardboard boxes there.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Feng Zhenhua opened the corrugated box and took out four roosters that were tightly bound.

Then, they took out a few more items from another cardboard box.

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized it was an electronic incense burner developed by some lunatic.

The bronze tripod-shaped incense burner has three yellow incense sticks and three candles inserted on it.

When the switch was turned on, the tops of the candles and incense sticks lit up red, the color flashing as if the candles and incense sticks were swaying in the wind.

Seeing this, everyone present hesitated to speak, and then stopped themselves from speaking. Han Pengfei watched all of this quietly, and finally slapped his forehead. Thank goodness, there was no electronic money.

Then, Feng Zhenhua calmly placed these items in the four corners of the display stand.

Then, he picked up a pencil sharpener, easily sliced ​​open the rooster's neck, and put the chicken blood into the incense burner.

His hand was very steady; not a single drop of chicken blood spilled, and it all fell into the incense burner.

After killing the chickens, he carried the four chickens around once, completing the ceremony, and then tossed the chickens to the canteen chef who had been waiting nearby.
"Get it done as soon as possible!"

After the cafeteria staff left, he first picked up the incense burner on the east side, dipped his finger in the chicken blood in the burner, and went to the five satellites on the display stand. He then dabbed the chicken blood on the outer shell of the satellites, and at the same time, he opened and closed his mouth and chanted a spell in a strange tone.

Her voice was a little soft, and she spoke very quickly, which immediately attracted the attention of the people around her.

They all crowded around Feng Zhenhua, wanting to hear what he was saying.

They listened intently for a while and finally understood what Feng Zhenhua was saying.

Launch successful!

Launch successful!

Launch successful!

"The launch must be successful!"

Launch successful!

Upon hearing what he shouted, the group of people covered their heads, unwilling to speak.

I thought he'd pull off some amazing tricks, but this is all he did.

At least try to learn something, pick out a couple of nice phrases, is that all?
Is this all you got after all that work?

(End of this chapter)