Live Stream 1980: Netizens Teach Me How to Make a Rocket by Hand

Deputy Director Zhao stared at the blackboard, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

That's not just a simple "Nd" symbol!

In his eyes, that was clearly the switch to turn on a money printing machine!

"This...this is just one element," Deputy Director Zhao muttered to himself.

"That's right."

Lin Xi tapped the blackboard lightly with her knuckles, her rhythm quick and light.

"There are seventeen elements in the mixed rare earth elements!"

"Lanium, cerium, ferroium, samarium..."

"What's waste now will be gold later."

"With the development of technology in the future, each of them will be found to have its irreplaceable value."

"Every gram must be exchanged for in real gold and silver."

Lin Xi's lips curled slightly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"Since it's an exclusive business, it has to have the prestige of an exclusive business."

Snapped!

Zhang Zhengguo slammed his hand on the table, making the teacups jump around.

"Fine! What a brilliant move to trap and beat the dog!"

Zhang Zhengguo laughed loudly.

"Those foreign devils used to use technological blockade to strangle us, making me so angry!"

"Now? Hmph, it's their turn to taste the bitterness of oxygen deprivation!"

What's this called?

This is what they call "fortune's wheel turns, and no one escapes the wrath of Heaven!"

Just as the entire audience was getting excited, Vice Minister Zhang from the First Ministry of Machine Building frowned and poured cold water on their enthusiasm from a professional perspective.

"Xiaolin, your logic makes sense. But there's a risk."

Vice Minister Zhang tapped his fingers on the table, his tone serious.

"But there's a fatal risk—if micro-motor technology is shared, it's a classic case of 'giving aid to the enemy!'"

"What if they manage to crack the code in reverse? How long can we maintain our advantage?"

This is a pointed question, but it hits the nail on the head.

After all, in this era, vigilance is ingrained in the very bones of cadres.

Lin Xi and Zhang Zhengguo exchanged a glance.

In that instant, a sly glint flashed in Zhang Zhengguo's eyes—the tacit understanding between old foxes.

"Vice Minister Zhang, you're overthinking it."

Lin Xi said calmly, "What we sell to them is always version 1.0 of the technology."

"And what we use in our own lab is already version 2.0, or even 3.0."

Lin Xi held up three fingers, her eyes sparkling with amusement:

"Like Red Star razors, the technology we license to them is from the previous generation."

"The truly core technology is forever locked in the safe of the Seventh Ministry of Machinery Industry."

"Business competition is like a race."

"We don't need to break our opponents' legs, we just need to always be one step ahead of them."

"and……"

Lin Xi paused, then a devilishly innocent smile appeared on her face:

"Once they get used to buying our finished materials and making quick money, they'll realize—"

"Doing research and development on your own is too tiring, too slow, and too expensive."

"At this point, they will follow that classic saying—"

"It's better to buy than to make."

boom!

There was a moment of silence in the meeting room after those words were spoken, followed by a burst of knowing laughter.

Absolutely!

That's absolutely amazing!

The phrase "It's better to buy than to make" was originally a toxic motivational message used by the West to mislead developing countries.

Now, Lin Xi has poured everything back onto the face of the Western world, soup and medicine, without leaving a trace!

What is this? This is a calculated scheme!

A knowing chuckle rippled through the conference room.

At this point, the overall situation is settled.

Deputy Director Zhao, beaming, put away the documents, preparing to return and reply to those countries.

He's currently racking his brains trying to find the right words to say "price increase" in a way that's both tactful and assertive.

Just as everyone was preparing to adjourn the meeting.

Old Xu, who hadn't said much, suddenly coughed lightly.

Old Xu looked at Lin Xi with a smile, his eyes like those of someone looking at a piece of uncut, exquisite jade.

"Um... Kobayashi."

Old Xu rubbed his hands together, his tone kind and approachable:

"I see you have a real knack for chemistry and materials science."

"To be stuck in a tiny service shop is a crime against one's talent!"

"Come here."

"Special approval! No exam required, direct entry into my doctoral program!"

Professor Xu dropped a bombshell: "I'll also reserve the position of deputy director of the laboratory for you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhengguo, who had been smiling, instantly froze.

Before Zhang Zhengguo could even react, Vice Minister Zhang from the First Ministry of Machine Building, who was sitting next to him, also couldn't sit still.

"Hey, Mr. Xu, this isn't fun anymore."

Vice Minister Zhang pushed past Elder Xu and grabbed Lin Xi's arm.

"Why bother with a PhD? Scientific research is so boring! Staring at bottles and jars all day, it'll drive you crazy!"

Vice Minister Zhang looked righteous:

"A talent like Kobayashi is born for industrial transformation!"

"It was practically made for our First Ministry of Machine Building!"

"Xiao Lin, come work for our First Ministry of Machine Building!"

"The Ministry of Machine Building oversees thousands of large factories across the country; that's where you'll truly shine!"

Lin Xi was sandwiched between two big shots, looking completely innocent.

At this moment, the live stream chat in the consciousness space was already in stitches:

[Hahaha! Memorable scene check-in: The battleground for winning someone over!]

[General Manager Zhang (Seventh Ministry of Machinery Industry): Poaching my people right in front of me? Treating me like I don't exist?]

[Old Xu: Can you call it "digging" when it comes to scholars? That's called "cherishing talent!"]

[Lin Xi: Stop fighting! Stop fighting! I'm just a maintenance worker.]

Is this what they call "group favorite" treatment? I'm so envious!

Sure enough, the next second, Zhang Zhengguo exploded.

"Bullshit! Let go of them, all of you!"

Like an enraged bear, Zhang Zhengguo shielded Lin Xi behind him and began to berate him, pointing his finger at Vice Minister Zhang's nose:

"Open your head wide! Have you no shame?"

"These are people from our Seventh Ministry of Machinery Industry!"

"He was specifically chosen by Professor Qian!"

"They're our precious darlings in the aerospace industry! How dare you lay a finger on them?"

After speaking, he turned to Old Xu, his tone slightly more polite, but his attitude remained firm:

"And Old Xu too!"

"You are a highly respected senior, why are you joining in the commotion?"

"If he goes to your clinic to get IVF samples, who's going to make money for me?"

Vice Minister Zhang was not to be outdone, and rolled up his sleeves to retort:

"Old Zhang, don't just sit there doing nothing!"

"A business and industrial genius like Xiaolin is a waste in your remote mountain village!"

"Who are you calling a latrine? Huh? Say it again if you dare!"

"So what if you did that? If it were for the sake of national industry, I'd rob it today!"

Just as the two ministerial-level officials were about to come to blows over a mere "deputy manager of a service center," Old Xu was fanning the flames from the sidelines:

"I think science knows no borders... pursuing a PhD is the right path..."

The scene was extremely chaotic at one point, with a very high level of sexual activity.

While the bigwigs were arguing and bickering,

Lin Xi shrank back, gave Deputy Director Zhao, who was already stunned, a "take care" wink, and then slipped away against the wall.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

slip away!

As soon as Lin Xi stepped out the door, she heard Zhang Zhengguo roar angrily from inside the conference room:

"Get lost! Nobody's going to take away my God of Wealth! I'll fight anyone who tries!!"