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She wiped away her tears and looked up at him: "It's okay, don't worry about me. Besides, even if you don't leave, I have to go back to school. If I really miss you, I will visit you."

For a long time, he nodded and smiled softly: "I'll wait for you."

But Shen Yanhuan was still in a bad mood, pouted, and leaned in front of Han Yichen; "Kiss me."

Han Yichen's heart tightened, and he was indescribably bitter, his face was so sensible, his sensible face made him feel ashamed, he was clearly in a bad mood, but he still wanted to coax him.

Thinking of this, Han Yichen laughed, Yanyan was so different, it drove him crazy, he held her face, and kissed her tenderly.

"Hey, I'll give you something." Shen Yanhuan suddenly pushed Han Yichen away, took out a smartphone out of thin air and handed it to him.

Han Yichen took it, not knowing why: "What is this for?"

Shen Yanhuan pulled him to sit down: "This is a smart phone, produced by Space, and the chat software I developed is downloaded in it, which is the one you saw. If you want to watch me, we can video, and I will teach you how to use it. "

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After Han Yichen left, Shen Yanhuan did not go to school, but went into the space. Shen Yanhuan asked the housekeeper to build a small design center in the production space, and there were various types of guns in it. The workbench is surrounded by display screens.

Shen Yanhuan sat in front of the workbench, designing new weapons, first hand-drawn drawings, and then turned on the computer to start more accurate data calculations.

After being busy until late at night, a smile finally appeared on Shen Yanhuan's face. At present, she has designed a whole set of new weapons, pistols, submachine guns, and sniper rifles. Advanced technology.

Shen Yanhuan learned that the overall level of weapons used in the military camps of country Z is now. The sniper rifle he designed is 600/[-] the weight, but the range has increased by [-] meters, the accuracy has also improved a lot, and the magazine can hold more Bullets, pistols and submachine guns are even more well-designed, and they can completely kill country M in seconds. Such high-end weapons can improve the entire military level of country Z by two or three levels.

Now she has to figure out a way to pass the blueprints of these things to Mr. President. Mr. President loves talents and cherishes talents, so he will definitely come to talk to her, and she will give Han Yichen a surprise when the time comes.

Shen Yanhuan immediately took action. Using hacking techniques, she sent the electronic drawings to Mr. President's private mailbox, waiting for a reply.

As expected, she received a reply early the next morning, which read: At noon today, the Presidential Palace is waiting for Your Excellency to arrive.

Shen Yanhuan would naturally go to the appointment. She came to the door of the Presidential Palace and made a call. Soon, Mr. President's private secretary came out.

The secretary was startled when he saw her eyes, but recovered quickly.

Shen Yanhuan could also understand that the secretary and even the president probably thought she was a white-bearded grandfather or a middle-aged uncle.

"Please come in." The secretary said politely.

Shen Yanhuan nodded slightly to signal, and entered the presidential palace.

Outside the door, the secretary knocked on the door: "Sir, someone is here."

"Please come in." Through the voice, this should be a refined person, but Shen Yanhuan knew it, playing
Mr. President was shocked when he saw Shen Yanhuan, but he didn't show it like the secretary just now. Shen Yanhuan sighed, he deserves to be the president. The ability to not be surprised is really perfect.

With a faint smile on the corner of Shen Yanhuan's mouth, he reported his family name: "Hello, Mr. President, my name is Shen Yanhuan."

Sitting at his desk, the president narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Are you the one who emailed me yesterday?"

"Yes."

He looked at Shen Yanhuan, without any emotion on his face: "I want to know, where did you get those blueprints from?"

Shen Yanhuan still smiled, and tapped her temple a few times playfully with her index finger: "Here."

The president frowned slightly: "You still look like a student."

Shen Yanhuan didn't intend to hide it: "Well, I'm a first-year student at Kyoto University."

"Are you majoring in thermal weapons?"

"Major in medicine, minor in economic management and thermal weapon manufacturing." Shen Yanhuan replied lightly.

The president's eyes were darker, but his tone of voice was still approachable: "The blueprint you sent me was full of praise even from experts in the hot weapons of country Z, saying that the design principles and ideas of the weapons on the blueprint are world-leading. The cutting edge, the people who draw the drawings are even more amazing, and... you are just a freshman, it sounds unbelievable,"

"But, Mr. President, you believe it, very much." Shen Yanhuan said with a half-smile.

The president's eyes changed, and then he smiled and said, "It's really talented people from the country. You are right, I believe you, but I still have a question. I don't know if you are convenient to answer?"

"You ask?"

"When did you learn thermal weapon manufacturing? Who did you learn from? Yesterday I went to the research institute overnight, and the experts said that the designer of the drawings I took must have 50 to [-] years of design experience."

Shen Yanhuan shook her head: "This involves my personal privacy, I refuse to answer, and I don't have a master."

"Then you are self-taught? You have to know that even people who have received systematic study, even experts from the research institute, cannot design these blueprints." He tapped the blueprints on the desktop with his two fingers, and fixed his eyes on Shen Yanhuan.

Shen Yanhuan curled her lips, her aura was not inferior to the person in front of her, and she said word by word: "Mr. President, the research of hot weapons depends on IQ and talent, and hard work can make up for one's weakness. It's useless."

The person in front of him shook his head with a smile. It was the first time he heard someone boasting about himself, and he was quite confident: "Tell me about your conditions?"

Shen Yanhuan said lightly: "Contributing to the country is what every citizen of country Z should do. I have no conditions."

"No conditions? You don't want to work in the Institute of Thermal Weapons?" The president looked at Shen Yanhuan, and at the same time fell into deep thought. People like this who don't like money or fame are the most difficult to control.

"What I told you today is true. What I dislike the most is being restrained. I believe you have already asked people to check my information. I am not short of money, fame and wealth, and have a military background. You If I have to mention one condition to be at ease, then I demand that all the weapons developed from the blueprints I design must be decided by me for which troops to use."

The president raised his head and looked at Shen Yanhuan with some embarrassment: "Well, even I can't be dictatorial about which troops the new weapons will be used for. I have to discuss with the commander-in-chief of the military region before making a decision."