Courtyard Houses: The Great Masters of a Nation Hidden Within

After thinking it over for a while, Gao Jianguo initially selected Liang Jianguo, Sister Fang, and Liu Weiguo.

With a mix of experienced, middle-aged, and young people, they have plenty of drive. As for innovation, it's not something we can talk about right now, but if you're working for him, what innovation do you need? Just being able to keep up is enough.

Besides, he's used to working with this group of people; he knows their temperaments and personalities inside and out, so the team atmosphere won't be bad.

Many people who get promoted like to use acquaintances, and the reasons are not necessarily shady; to put it bluntly, it's all about stability.

People who rise quickly, especially those in technical fields, are never short of capable people around them; they themselves are the capability itself. What they lack is a solid foundation.

Compared to the unknowns that fluctuate wildly between zero and one percent, many people would rather choose a known number that scores sixty or seventy percent.

Moreover, if a perfect person acts against you, the destructive power can be far greater than that of a person who only scores 60.

Of course, this was just a casual remark; the actual situation varies greatly, so I've gone off on a tangent.

Old Chen was quite satisfied with the people he had chosen. He told Gao Jianguo to go about his work while he invited the three of them over himself.

It's not appropriate to discuss this with Gao Jianguo in person; it would put too much pressure on him.

The three of them were currently working on text and data analysis, so they weren't in too much of a rush. They were all called to Old Chen's office together.

There was nothing to be anxious about. Judging from the tasks recently assigned to them, they didn't seem like bad things, especially since all three of them had been called in together.

Let's talk about the bad things separately, to save you face; let's talk about the good things together, for the sake of celebration.

The three entered Chief Engineer Chen's office, where Old Chen explained the situation, telling them that Gao Jianguo wanted to write a book and also establish a research group.

After finishing speaking, Old Chen asked, "That's the situation. Jian Guo recommended the three of you. You can make your own decision. It's entirely voluntary; there's no coercion. If you have other plans, that's fine too. Just mention them, and the department will find someone else."

The three of them were overjoyed; only a fool wouldn't understand the meaning behind the factory's arrangement.

I'm sticking with this powerful figure, even if it's the King of Heaven himself, I'll still cling to him, that's what I said.

You didn't force me to join? It was I who insisted on joining!

Change players? Change what? Lock them up right now!

Let's see what the group's main task is: writing a book.

For thousands of years, the Chinese people's desire to write books and establish their own theories has been ingrained in their bones.

This book is already scheduled for publication. It's something that will create a new working system, so it's destined to be read by many people. In the world of vernacular novels, it would be the founding work of a sect, the general outline of martial arts. Isn't that amazing?

The three of them knew in their hearts that they should forget about being credited, but if they could appear briefly in the preface, editor's note, or acknowledgments, and have a sentence like "Thank you to my comrades Liang Jianguo, Fang Xiufang, and Liu Weiguo for their help in the process of writing this book," that would be enough for them in the factory.

If you're even luckier, you might get a name on the "contributing staff" list, even if it's at the bottom. That's still a prestigious title.

Besides, this group might be going to exist for a long time. After finishing the book, they might move on to other tasks. Judging from the factory's attitude and Gao Jianguo's abilities, anything is possible, so it would be even more profitable.

The three of them immediately became very enthusiastic, their attitudes were firm, and their fighting spirit was high. They agreed without hesitation and without stammering.

Chief Engineer Chen was not surprised by the result at all. Anyone with a sound mind would know how to choose.

Seeing that all three had expressed their opinions, Old Chen nodded: "Since the three of you have decided, then that's settled. The department will issue the relevant documents later. Also, considering the convenience of your work and the need for confidentiality of some of your items, the department has provided a small office for the four of you. Pick up the keys, tidy up, and move in as soon as possible."

With this arrangement in place, the three of them felt more confident, and the group was likely to be permanent, which made them even more excited.

While the three of them were busy preparing for the group's relocation, Gao Jianguo was thinking about revising the manuscript.

He doesn't plan to release this book too soon. Firstly, there are many parts that need to be revised, and if they aren't, things could easily go wrong.

Secondly, releasing information too quickly can easily arouse suspicion.

Third, he planned to carve out some time from this to also work on copying the instruction manuals for the transistor computer and developing the basic environment.

Fortunately, the office is small and there are few people, so it is much more private. With a clever arrangement of the desks, everything is convenient.

Besides, he is a team leader, so it's only natural that he has some confidential information. When he makes such arrangements, none of the team members will think much of it.

Since the office can't be moved until tomorrow, Gao Jianguo has adapted a small section of the book in the existing office.

As for the thermocouple group, Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu, and Director Li's nephew and the others have all returned to their original workshops. They have basically finished their work, and we can call them again if needed.

Only a few technicians remained to conduct tests and analyses. Gao Jianguo ate dinner at the canteen and worked overtime with them until the wee hours of the morning before riding his bike home.

On his way home, Gao Jianguo noticed someone riding a bicycle far behind him. His five senses were enhanced, making them much stronger than those of an average person.

He walked, and the other person walked too; he stopped, and the other person stopped too.

At first, Gao Jianguo thought it was just someone going the same way and didn't think much of it. But after a few stops, the person behind him would also stop when he got off the bus, which made him suspicious.

Who could it be? Gao Jianguo wondered to himself.

He hadn't made enemies with anyone in this area, so Lou Xiao'e wouldn't be so bored; if she really wanted to find him, she would have rushed up already.

Spies? What would spies want with me? Even if they're after 3z-591, it's only been rumored for a short time. They couldn't possibly have lost even this small secret.

Comrades on the covert front are using 3Z-591 to protect themselves? No way, that's overestimating their importance.

Gao Jianguo remained calm and turned into a side path he rarely took. As expected, the person behind him followed him in from a distance. Now he was certain that the other person was coming for him.

I'm guessing it was a highway robbery? These days, the social atmosphere is pretty good, but the public security is just so-so. There aren't any major incidents, but minor ones keep popping up all the time.

Gao Jianguo didn't think much about it. For him, dealing with this matter was simple: just do it.

He was confident in his skills and used the terrain to his advantage, catching his opponent off guard when he was prepared. Even if the opponent was alone and had a gun in his pocket, he didn't take him seriously.

After turning into a bend in the wall, Gao Jianguo parked the car to the side and stood against the corner of the wall.

The person was very cautious and followed from a great distance. Just as the person turned the corner on his bicycle, Gao Jianguo darted forward, grabbed the person's shoulder and arm on the side closest to him, and threw him over his shoulder.

The person cried out and fell backward to the ground. Gao Jianguo, using the dim light of the street lamp, could see the face clearly at a glance.

It's him?

If it were someone he didn't know, he wouldn't kill them even if he considered all the possibilities.

But once I saw who it was, I knew they were up to no good. I figured they were up to no good, so I decided to hit them first.

Now Gao Jianguo didn't hesitate at all. Before the other party could open his mouth, because if the other party opened his mouth, he would not be able to make a move. He stomped hard on the other party's shin.

"Snap!"