Study Monster Cultivation System-Chapter 319 - 318 身在___营心在___

Zhao Zhenhua had been holding back for too long.

Really too long.

So much so that when he received the message, he burst out screaming in the office and smashed his water cup onto the desk in a fit of anger, shattering it to pieces.

Of course, he couldn’t bear to smash the phone in his hand.

"Who found it???" he asked, as if cursing.

"Liu Rui, Li Zheng, Lin Yujing," Zhu Mingyue’s voice was also uncontrollably excited, "Liu Rui provided the data sample, Li Zheng spent an entire night calculating, and I don’t know what Lin Yujing did, but Li Zheng said she participated... Although I’m a layman in data analysis, Li Zheng truly shocked our entire team... Personally, I think even without Li Zheng, we would eventually find the root of the problem. Currently though, our focus has been solely on the broken engine, we hadn’t considered doing a high-precision check on the other engines that were functioning normally, but Li Zheng, he bought us at least four months."

"What about those who called me crazy? Keep talking! I’m begging them to!"

"Secretary... let’s talk about this later. Based on these cracks, the cause of the fault is clear, but there’s still debate over the improvement plan. Time is pressing, we must clarify our approach as soon as possible."

Without even thinking, Zhao Zhenhua glanced at the clock: "I’m heading there now, let’s set the meeting for an hour from now."

"Not only you, it’s a major issue, we also need the opinions of Director Chen and Chief Engineer Shen."

"Chen Hongbing is easy to deal with..." Zhao Zhenhua frowned, "At times like this... I may not necessarily get Shen Tinglan."

"We could actually do without Director Chen... but it’s best if Chief Engineer Shen is involved..."

"I understand, worst comes to worst, I’ll play tough again, it isn’t the first or second time."

Zhao Zhenhua hung up the phone as he dashed out of the office.

He immediately frightened an office girl in the hallway, causing her to fall to the ground.

Zhao Zhenhua was stunned: "Have I really become that scary?"

"Sec... Secretary..." the young girl stammered, "Your hand..."

"?" Zhao Zhenhua looked at his hand.

Oh mama... full of blood...

"Hey, this is nothing; back in the workshop, I once got a piece of flesh burned off."

Zhao Zhenhua, not minding at all, continued on his way, dripping blood as he left the executive office area and sprinted down the stairs to the third floor. He found Liang Xinping’s office and began banging on the door like a vengeful ghost.

All these damn bloody handprints, who would dare to get involved!

After banging for a long time with no response, he turned to the limited number of people in the office area and asked.

"Where’s Liang Xinping?"

"In a meeting, Secretary..."

"What about Shen Tinglan?"

"Also in a meeting."

"Fine, you, you there, take me to them."

"......"

An innocent victim was chosen, leading the bloody-handed Secretary to the conference room door on the same level.

Zhao Zhenhua knocked on the door and poked his head in without waiting for a response.

It was a rather serious meeting, with representatives from other institutes present.

Seeing Zhao Zhenhua’s "vibrant" appearance, everyone in the room was dumbstruck.

"Old Liang, come out, we need to discuss something," Zhao Zhenhua waved his bloodied hand cheerfully.

Has the Secretary finally... cracked and gone down a criminal path?

Seeing his condition, Liang Xinping dared not come out, nor did he dare speak.

"Come on," Zhao Zhenhua urged, "It won’t take long, just a couple of words."

"Uh..." Liang Xinping reluctantly got up, "Your hand..."

"Oh, the cup broke."

"... Shouldn’t you get that bandaged first?"

"After we talk, after we talk."

With no other choice, Liang Xinping had to let everyone continue the discussion, and with a heavy heart, he stepped outside the meeting room.

Zhao Zhenhua, fueled by enthusiasm, went straight to the point as soon as the door was open.

His requirement was clear—he wanted to borrow Shen Tinglan for half a day.

"Zhenhua, we’re at a critical stage too..." Liang Xinping countered with a worried expression at the conference room door, "Today we’re finalizing the key technology decision for project 927... Without Shen Tinglan, are you expecting the experts inside to just sit and stare?"

"But you still have Old Liang, right!" Zhao Zhenhua insisted, pulling on Liang Xinping’s hand, "We’ve had hundreds of these meetings, haven’t you and Shen Tinglan already aligned on this? Can’t you talk a bit more, and I promise I’ll return Shen Tinglan by five this afternoon—isn’t that okay?"

"Sigh..." Liang Xinping asked, "Give me the details, how far have things progressed?"

"We are over 95% certain about the cause of the malfunction, and today we’re finalizing the improvement plan, which definitely requires Shen Tinglan’s input."

"It felt stuck for so long; how come you suddenly have a plan overnight?"

"Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. The comrades at Institute No. 17 suddenly discovered key points through data mining."

"Don’t give me that spiel." Liang Xinping stated sternly, "Who?"

"…Hey, just a few youngsters..."

"Li Zheng?"

"…Why are you still so fixated on him, Old Liang?"

"You’re the one fixated!" Liang Xinping retorted jokingly, "I thought you were being sly sending him out, but who knew he’d turn out to be so capable? I don’t know whether to call it luck or good judgment on your part."

"Both, both." Zhao Zhenhua chuckled, "So, it’s settled then…"

"Sigh… how did the organization ever cultivate an old rascal like you…" Liang Xinping checked his watch, "We can first finalize the technical aspects we agree on and push back those requiring Shen Tinglan’s involvement… She must be back by three in the afternoon."

"Four, then…"

"Two."

"Come on, that’s not how you negotiate, Old Liang..."

"One."

"How about three-thirty?"

"Goodbye."

"Aaah!!! Three, three!!"

Soon, Liang Xinping returned to the conference room and said, sadly, "An urgent matter at Yellow 2 requires Shen Tinglan’s involvement, please understand…"

The attendees dared not show any sign of misunderstanding.

Otherwise, it was hard to ensure Zhao Zhenhua wouldn’t make another dramatic entrance.

Yet Shen Tinglan appeared pleasantly surprised, "There’s a conclusion?"

"Yes." Liang Xinping nodded slightly, smiling wryly at Shen Tinglan, "Ting Lan, I know you’re in Cao Cao’s camp but your heart is with Han; you don’t need to make your position that obvious."

"Ah…" Shen Tinglan hurriedly covered her face, "Did I smile just now? Did I just smile?"

"You did more than smile. Working with you for so long, it’s the first time I’ve seen you so happy." A leader in the room started laughing, "You’re more excited about Yellow 2’s news than Guan Yu when he heard about his brother. Can’t you spare a thought for our feelings, Liang Cao Cao?"

"Ah… Ah…" Shen Tinglan, still blushing, couldn’t stop laughing as she gathered her materials, quickly becoming the Female Guan Yu.

"Isn’t it Xu Shu who was technically ’in Cao Cao’s camp but his heart with Han’?"

"No, it was Guan Yu."

"That’s not right, I remembered it was Xu Shu."

"Listen to me, we’re talking about Han here. When Guan Yu fought his way through five passes and killed six generals, Liu Bei hadn’t yet declared himself emperor, and it was the same when Cao Cao captured Xu Shu’s mother. So the real ’in Cao Cao’s camp but his heart with Han’ should be Xun Yu."

"Engineer Sun makes a good point."

"Such erudition, we’re really delving into the Three Kingdoms now."

From then on, the meeting took a bizarre turn.

Liang Xinping sighed deeply.

If only he hadn’t said that phrase...

All lost, completely lost.

Meanwhile, Li Zheng’s algorithm miracle was also spreading through The Sixth Institute, with several authorized technical staff requesting his PowerPoint to try and validate the theories along his lines of thought.

Of course, that was impossible; achieving this required not only a solid foundation in engineering computation and the contributions of senior programmers, but also someone like Lin Yujing by your side.

At that moment, Lin Yujing looked completely baffled in the office.

"Ah...I just lay down for a little while...and then...it was all over..."

"That’s not so bad," Li Zheng said as he organized materials on his computer.

"What do you mean ’not so bad’!" Lin Yujing pinched Li Zheng and started scolding him, "You summon me in the middle of the night to work hard, and you don’t even involve me when it’s time to watch the fun!"

"Sorry to interrupt..." Du Songtao nervously raised a hand, "What do you mean by ’work hard’ here? Are you talking about collaborating on optimizing algorithms, or stimulating the body in some way to stay alert?"

"???"

"???"

Under the bizarre gaze of Li Zheng and Lin Yujing, Du Songtao felt compelled to elaborate: "When I was working on my PhD thesis, I also often stayed up all night... When I couldn’t take it anymore, I would do something with my roommate and immediately feel refreshed. But it couldn’t be something too intense; otherwise, it would be exhausting. In any case, we had to control the intensity and severity. However, this behavior was like nurturing a tiger. Things quickly changed. Whenever I was found not concentrating, my roommate would ’punish’ me by doing it again, up to eight times in one evening... That was the stage of my life when I was the most focused and improved the fastest... You might want to try it."

Li Zheng covered his mouth and exclaimed, "No wonder you have so many white hairs... You’ve sacrificed too much for your studies."

"Hahaha!" Lin Yujing also burst into laughter, "Serves you right! I would never be foolish enough to play that with Li Zheng."

The mockery made Li Zheng and Du Songtao both feel very odd and discordant.

"What’s the matter?" Lin Yujing blinked at the two stunned men. "Scum Chap is so spirited, the darker it gets, the more energetic he becomes, and I wouldn’t want to be poked with a needle every time I fell asleep."

Clearly, she had taken "stimulating the body in some way to stay alert" to mean using needles on each other to keep awake, in other words, poking each other with forks.

Well, that was fine too.

However, there are always demons in this world.

For Du Songtao, "needle" and "poke" always carried a rich array of meanings.

"Is Li Zheng that delicate?" Du Songtao rubbed his hands and asked.

"Delicate?" Lin Yujing thought for a moment and said, "Aren’t those things all pretty much the same..."

"NONONONO!" Du Songtao confidently shook a finger and laughed, "You’ve just seen too few."

"Enough!!!" Li Zheng immediately put a stop to the devilish conversation, "We’re about to have another meeting, let’s prepare properly!"

Yet Lin Yujing was still immersed in her thoughts: "Are there really thick needles? What are they used for? Drill bits?"

Du Songtao grinned broadly, "Old San Francisco South Bay drill bit, that’s me."

Unable to bear it any longer, Li Zheng leaned close to Lin Yujing’s ear and whispered a flurry of words.

Lin Yujing immediately covered her mouth, then burst out furiously.

"You freakin’ spore man!!!"

After cursing, she grabbed a water bottle and ran out.

Yet Du Songtao shamelessly leaned back in his chair, "Ah, that feels good... It’s been a long time since a young girl has scolded me like that..."

Li Zheng sighed and shook his head, "Is it all middle-aged men like you, or is it just you?"

After a moment of contemplation, Du Songtao seriously answered Li Zheng, "All middle-aged men are like this, but only I admit it."

"Well, at least you’re honest..."

...

At 11:40 PM, Zhao Zhenhua and two others arrived at Institute No. 17. They didn’t start the meeting immediately but first went to Zhu Mingyue’s office for some preliminary discussions, then called Li Zheng and Lin Yujing into a closed-door talk.

The moment Zhao Zhenhua saw Li Zheng, he got energized and embraced him regardless of the bandages on his hands.

"Good lad!!!"

Behind him, Chen Hongbing nodded with a weathered expression.

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He had served for over twenty years, as fleeting as a flick of a finger.

Only this half a month of tranquility felt like an eternity.

Now, he was finally being brought back in.

Now looking at Li Zheng, his gaze no longer held the admiration of an elder for a younger, just pure gratitude.

He was grateful to Li Zheng, for finding the last spark in what seemed to be dying embers.

As for Shen Tinglan, his feelings were just comfortable.

Finally, back to the Han dynasty for a few hours.

Lin Yujing seemed as though she hadn’t seen her mom for ages, and she scooted closer with a giggling tug, "Hehe."

"Achieved something again, feeling all proud?" Shen Tinglan smiled as he ruffled her hair, "You’ve got to work hard and not just bask in Li Zheng’s limelight all the time."

"Who wants to rely on that..."

Li Zheng also joined in to explain, "Every time the optimization of the algorithm was due to Lin Yujing’s contributions. Actually, this time the PPT was made by her."

"Alright, no need to explain," Shen Tinglan said with a laugh. "She’ll have to realize the importance of foundational knowledge sooner or later, otherwise even the best ideas are just pie in the sky, and she can’t always have someone as dependable as you around to help her."

"Why can’t she always have someone?" Chen Hongbing immediately jumped to Lin Yujing’s defense, "Our Jingjing is great, if Li Zheng doesn’t help her, who will he help?"

"Here it comes again..." Shen Tinglan felt like crying.

"Okay, I’ll say something fair," Zhao Zhenhua interjected, raising his hand, "Now is not the time to discuss personal affairs. Once Yellow 2 goes to space one day, I’ll personally officiate your wedding; how’s that for meaningful?"

"That’s great!" Chen Hongbing immediately clapped, "It’s settled then!"

"You just want me gone..." Shen Tinglan picked up his laptop and bolted outside.

"No more talk, no more talk," Chen Hongbing quickly blocked the doorway, rushing to Zhao Zhenhua, "Secretary, you talk."

"Hmm," Zhao Zhenhua also put away his playful demeanor and seriously said, leaning on Li Zheng’s shoulder, "We have already roughly reviewed your results. Wherever it’s placed, it’s a major breakthrough, not only for our current work but also for future failure diagnostic analyses. Ming Yue and I have talked about it; if you cut out YF-87 data and just focus on methods and models, you can certainly produce a very important and profound paper in the field of aerospace data analysis, which will play a guiding role in the future."

"This time, just collaborate with Liu Rui for this, and it’d be great if you could finish it before you leave."

"The institute will recommend papers for awards, and depending on the quality of the paper, I might personally recommend it to leading journals."

"Don’t turn it down this time. This achievement not only propels data analysis in the aerospace field but also proves your personal capabilities. It will make things much smoother when you enter university in the future."

"Additionally, whether or not you agree, after the internship ends, regardless if I’m here, the institute will definitely issue a formal offer letter, hoping that you will part-time as a special consultant."

"You don’t really need to invest too much effort; this title and work experience will make things smoother for you in the future, especially when it comes to professional title evaluations. These works are counted as part of your work history and can help you earn a high-ranking professional title many years earlier."

"What you deserve might still be more than this."

"If I’m still here in the future, I will try to pull more strings for you."

"But even if I’m not, these will still be guaranteed."

"Alright, Li Zheng, no need to be so surprised, even with this progress, we still have a long way to go before Yellow 2 is safe."

Zhao Zhenhua said, sitting down on the couch, "I personally called the old chancellor of Harbin Institute of Technology, and they will also help push things forward. Later on, more of the academic community’s resources will be utilized to increase investment in engineering computations."

With that, he turned to Li Zheng and nodded.

"This team, you’re in charge."

Li Zheng was taken aback.

Zhu Mingyue chuckled to the side, "Look at you, 18 and already a team leader, how are we old aerospace folks supposed to live?"

"I have to speak up for Li Zheng," Shen Tinglan said earnestly, "His learning ability is truly exceptional, and he focuses on our weak areas using his strengths while also keeping up with the core aerospace engineering studies; even considering 35-year-olds, I can’t find many within the system who can reach this level of expertise."

"You’re getting worked up, you’re getting worked up," Chen Hongbing teased from the side. "Ming Yue wasn’t questioning him; he was praising our son-in-law. You’re being too protective."

"Yes, yes…" Zhu Mingyue said awkwardly. "Li Zheng’s achievements are clear for all to see, allowing him to lead a project in collaboration with Harbin Institute of Technology is well-deserved. Chief Engineer Shen, rest assured, no one will have any objections."

"Ah, this…" Shen Tinglan’s face turned red, realizing he had indeed gone overboard, "No more talk, no more talk..."

Zhu Mingyue then turned to Li Zheng, "So, how about it, Li Zheng, any problems?"

Li Zheng thought for a moment and had to nod.

"Indeed, besides myself, I can’t think of anyone else who could do this."

"Hmm…" Lin Yujing was caught in a dilemma.

Scum Chap…

About to be a leader?!

Office, superiors, subordinates.

Bullying!

Saturation!

How is she supposed to cope with this!