The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

"...Therefore, I believe that the future development of military communications should not focus solely on existing carrier waves and radios."

Fu Hua marked several locations on the drawing with a pencil.

"Digitalization, encryption and modularization, and anti-interference capabilities—these are the three key elements. The Soviet-style equipment we are using now is already twenty years behind in design concepts."

Professor Jiang leaned forward, staring at the simplified diagram Fu Hua had drawn: "I know about digitization, but what are your thoughts on the specific hardware implementation?"

"We can make miniaturized digital encoders and control them with a microcontroller."

Fu Hua quickly drew a square diagram on the paper.

"The incoming signal is first digitized, then encrypted using a programmable logic chip, and finally modulated and transmitted."

This way, even if the device is seized, the attacker cannot crack it unless they know the encryption algorithm and key.

A young technical officer asked, "This solution sounds good, but it must have very high requirements for the chips, right? Can China produce them now?"

Fu Hua paused, then looked up at him: "No, so we need to walk on two legs, developing our own chips on one hand, and using existing general-purpose chips as a transitional solution on the other."

I've been reading some foreign journals lately, and the 8086 microprocessor can actually…”

She explained it in great detail, from the technical principles to the implementation path.

Then there are the difficulties that may be encountered.

He speaks slowly, and every word hits the mark.

As Professor Jiang listened, an expression of appreciation appeared on his face.

After Fu Hua finished speaking, he turned to Professor Yan and said, "Old Yan, your student is amazing! His vision and thinking are better than many of our senior researchers in the Science and Technology Commission."

Professor Yan smiled and said, "Fu Hua is indeed talented, but more importantly, she is willing to study hard. This child can concentrate."

"If you can calm your mind, you can see further."

Professor Jiang looked at Fu Hua, his eyes flickering, and asked, "Fu Hua, would you be interested in joining the military after graduation? Our communications research institute is in dire need of young talent like you."

Fu Hua smiled politely: "Thank you for your kind offer, Professor Jiang, but my current research focuses mainly on materials science, and communications... can only be considered a side job."

Materials science?

Professor Jiang raised an eyebrow. "That's perfect! Our institute is also working on new communication materials. You could use this opportunity..."

"Thank you, Professor Jiang."

Fu Hua interrupted him gently but firmly, "I'm still a student now, and I want to lay a solid foundation first. If I have the opportunity in the future, I'm willing to contribute to the military, but not now."

She spoke tactfully, but her meaning was clear.

Professor Jiang paused for a moment, then laughed: "Alright, no pressure. But Fu Hua, I really like young people like you. You're capable, but not arrogant or impatient, and you know what you want."

He paused, then said,

"I have a top student who also works in communications in the military. If you two meet, you might become good friends."

"Oh, by the way, I heard from Lao Yan that you used to be a technical consultant in the military communications department, so you should know her, right?"

Xu Jing?

Fu Hua paused slightly, and the pencil drew a faint line on the paper.

"...I've met him once."

She looked up, her expression unchanged, and said, "Comrade Xu is very outstanding."

"More than just excellent!"

Professor Jiang became interested. "That little guy is one of the most talented students I've ever taught."

He's just stubborn and arrogant; once he's made up his mind, nothing can change it. But you young people, it's good to have a temper; you're useless if you don't...

Professor Yan coughed and changed the subject: "Old Jiang, we've gone off-topic. Let's get back to the communication solution."

The meeting continued.

Fu Hua rejoined the discussion as if the little incident from earlier had never happened.

Only occasionally would she recall what Xie Ci had said in the car that night.

And what Xu Jing said that day.

She looked down and gently drew a circle in the blank space of her notebook.

The road ahead is long.

She's not in a hurry.

Outside the window, the spring sunshine is just right.

In the courtyard of the research station, several ginkgo trees have sprouted green leaves, which rustle in the wind.

In the communications equipment room several kilometers away, Xu Jing squatted in front of the malfunctioning machine.

The screwdriver in his hand tightened more and more, but the sweat on his forehead increased.

The clock on the wall ticks, tick-tock.

At 3 p.m., the air in the communications room was heavy.

The old carrier wave machine still lay silently on the worktable, its dial completely black.

Xu Jing has been missing since noon.

Company Commander Yang paced back and forth countless times at the entrance of the machine room, his face ashen.

"Where are they? Where did they go?!"

He asked the guard at the door for the third time.

The guard stood at attention: "Reporting, Comrade Xu went out two hours ago, saying he would be back soon."

"You'll be right back?"

Company Commander Yang's anger flared. "Leaving your post without authorization during a mission? What kind of nonsense is this?! This is blatant desertion!"

A veteran technician nearby cautiously spoke up, "Company Commander, perhaps... we should ask Consultant Fu to come? She fixed the same problem in half an hour last time. The exercise command is already..."

The words were left unsaid, but everyone understood the meaning.

Company Commander Yang scratched his head in frustration.

He recalled how he had praised Xu Jing at the dinner table before.

Thinking back to Fu Hua calmly resigning from her advisory position,

I recalled Commander Hua's words, "I should have known better than to let Fu Hua go."

I'm so regretful.

"Where is Staff Officer Xie?"

he asks.

"In the operations room."

Company Commander Yang turned and rushed towards the operations room.

When I pushed open the door, Xie Ci was discussing something with several staff officers while looking at a map.

Looking up, she saw him and frowned slightly: "Old Yang, is the machine still not ready?"

"What a load of rubbish!"

Company Commander Yang disregarded etiquette. "Xu Jing is nowhere to be found! Staff Officer Xie, you have to do me a favor and take me to Comrade Fu. Now, immediately!"

Xie Ci put down his pencil: "Old Yang, Fu Hua is no longer an advisor."

"I know! But this is an emergency. If the exercise is disrupted due to a communication failure, none of us can afford the consequences!"

Company Commander Yang lowered his voice, "Thank you, I'm begging you, Commander Hua just called again to urge me, and his tone was very unpleasant."

Xie Ci remained silent for a few seconds.

He glanced at the clock on the wall; it was 3:20 PM.

"She's probably at school."

"Then let's go to the school to look! I'll go with you!"

"Let me make a phone call and ask first."

He said thank you and picked up the phone.

.........

In the materials laboratory at Kyoto University.

Fu Hua had just finished recording a set of data.

I am discussing the experimental results with Professor Yan.

The lab phone rang, and Professor Yan answered it.

After listening for a couple of minutes, he looked at Fu Hua and said, "They're looking for you, from the military."

Fu Hua wiped her hands and took the phone: "Hey? Who is this?"

"Comrade Fu Hua!"

Company Commander Yang's voice was urgent and hoarse.

"I'm so sorry to bother you, but... we have a carrier wave machine that's malfunctioning, and it's urgent. Could you... come and take a look?"

Fu Hua glanced at the clock on the wall: "Company Commander Yang, I'm no longer an advisor."

"I know, I know! It's just...it's just that there's really no other way, is it?"

Company Commander Yang's voice was pleading, "Comrade Fu Hua, the exercise can't be stopped. The frontline command is waiting for communications to be restored. Just think of it as... just think of it as doing the troops a favor, okay?"