Let you go on a blind date, and you report her to get 50?

The big black cat is as fat as a chubby meatball, and the staff of the 611 Institute must be responsible for feeding it.

It squatted on the ground obediently, its round eyes looked around, and the copper bell on its neck dangled.

"Sun Ruo, good morning."

Chen Yang stepped forward slowly.

The big black cat took a cautious step back, then stared intently at the steamed bun in his hand.

"Pineapples, it's almost the end of the year, you should eat more."

"When the year-end party is held, your fat body will be beaten for everyone."

Chen Yang teased it with a smirk.

"Brother Chen, you are so annoying!"

"What are you doing scaring the pineapple?"

Sun Ruo glared at him complainingly.

"Meow~"

The black cat seemed to understand Chen Yang's threat, and quickly ran towards the courtyard wall with agile steps.

"It's all your fault, pineapple hasn't had breakfast yet."

Sun Ruo is a typical Jiangnan girl, even when she complains, she speaks softly and weakly, just like being coquettish.

"It has to lose weight."

"You didn't see that the bell was sunk in the fat, wouldn't it ring?"

Chen Yang laughed and looked at the running back of the black cat.

"It's so cute to be fat. I don't think I can gain weight if I grow fat."

"By the way, Director Qiu from the Ninth Room told you to go to his office after he came. I happened to meet me today and let me tell you."

Sun Ruo suddenly remembered something.

"The director is looking for me?"

Chen Yang thought for a moment, then stuffed the steamed bun into her hand: "Eat it, grow more meat."

"Hey...really."

Looking at the hot steamed bun in his hand, Sun Ruo rolled his eyes resentfully.

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Tuk Tuk Tuk.

"Director, are you looking for me?"

Chen Yang knocked on the office door, got permission and pushed in.

"Xiao Chen, you are here."

"sit."

Qiu Anbang had just made tea when he waved for Chen Yang to sit down opposite.

"What do you want from me?"

The age difference between the two is almost 30 years old, so naturally it is impossible to have any common language.

Chen Yang respects this immediate boss who has devoted most of his life to the aerospace industry, but usually communicates at work and rarely communicates in private.

"You are really impatient."

Qiu Anbang smiled kindly, with reading glasses placed low on the bridge of his nose, and a pair of slightly cloudy eyes approvingly looked at Chen Yang.

"The initial verification of multi-rudder surface linkage balancing technology has been done."

"The effect is very good."

"Xiao Chen, you have solved a big problem for our ninth room!"

He praised it without hesitation.

Chen Yang said modestly: "This is what I should do."

Qiu Anbang shook his head: "Contributing to the country is the wish and ideal of each of us. However, personal abilities have strengths and weaknesses."

"The 611 will be handed over to young people like you, so I don't worry."

Chen Yang smiled shyly.

He knew that the other party was looking for him early in the morning, and it was definitely not just a boast.

Moreover, the scientific research system has not received a reminder, which proves that the project has not been completed.

It should be the last step now.

Looking forward to it!

"After the comprehensive test is completed in two days, our mission in the ninth room will be temporarily completed."

"Even if there are any loopholes found later, it's all a matter of tinkering. At least the general direction is fine."

"Xiao Chen, I've thought about it."

Qiu Anbang changed the subject, and said with a serious expression: "After the test is done, I will apply for a second-class National Science and Technology Progress Award for you."

"what?!"

Chen Yang suddenly raised his head and looked at the other party in shock.

"what's wrong?"

"This is an honor you deserve."

"If it is approved by the higher authorities, then you will represent our ninth room and go to the imperial capital to accept the award."

Qiu Anguo looked at him with a smile.

"Director, it's not necessary, is it?"

"The new-generation fighter development task undertaken by our 611 is itself under the framework of the 863 project."

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate for Room [-] to declare the awards separately?"

Chen Yang politely declined.

When he was in college, he began to do scientific research with his mentor, and he knew the gold content of this second prize for scientific progress.

What is the first prize in history?

In 1985, awarded to the research team of the atomic bomb.

The second session was awarded to the hydrogen bomb project.

In the third session, the winner was the nuclear submarine research and design project.

Although with the advancement of science and technology in the motherland, achievements in all aspects have fully bloomed, the gold content of the first prize has declined.

However, any of them is a major project related to national defense and people's livelihood.

Chen Yang knew that after the successful research of a new generation of fighter jets, a special prize would definitely be indispensable.

As for the branch projects, they are also qualified for awards.

However, there are two or three big cats and kittens in the ninth room, and they are applying for the second prize of the National Progress Award separately, which is a bit suspicious of asking for credit.

"Don't listen to Song Lao."

Qiu Anbang waved his hand nonchalantly: "He always says something, afraid that you will be too young and proud, and complacent, and ruin your good seedling."

"It's gold, it shines everywhere."

"You have this ability, why can't you fight for what you should fight for?"

Chen Yang smiled wryly.

The instructor did say that he would have to practice in the ninth room for two years, and he would only be allowed to lead the project alone when his temperament was almost tempered.

There is no room for carelessness in the cause of national defense.

Even though he has shown extraordinary scientific research talent, the tutor is still worried.

"That's it."

"I'll talk to Mr. Song."

"I estimate that this award is at least [-]% to [-]% sure."

"Xiao Chen, you may become the youngest science second prize winner in the Republic."

Qiu Anbang encouraged: "Do it well!"

"Elder Song expects a lot from you!"

Chen Yang couldn't help showing a bit of excitement.

This is definitely not some kind of boss painting big cakes.

Although Director Qiu doesn't care too much, he never fails to count what he says.

"Yes, I will try my best."

Chen Yang originally thought that it would be his turn to flex his muscles when the time limit set by his mentor was up.

Unexpectedly, the plan could not keep up with the rapid changes.

When he goes to the imperial capital to receive the award, even if 611 wants to ignore it.

If there is no project here, other places will definitely poach corners.

In the same system, the competition is also very fierce.

Chen Yang is capable, and he is a favorite wherever he goes.

"correct."

Qiu Anbang asked suddenly: "Is there anything wrong with our ninth room recently?"

"Director, you mean..."

Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat.

Qiu Anbang shook his head: "Guoan told us that there are signs that the research and development progress of our 611 Institute has been leaked."

"Leaked secrets?!"

Chen Yang's eyes widened, and his heart kept sinking.

As the most important research and development unit of domestic fighter jets, the defense of Institute 611 is extremely tight, and there is basically no possibility of external leaks.

Qiu Anbang said that it is very likely that their internal staff caused the leak intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Yang guessed that it was unlikely that there would be a traitor inside.

Over the years, the most common occurrence is the inadvertent leakage of secrets by staff.

But because the stakes are so high, the consequences are usually dire and the penalties are severe.

He really didn't want to see the colleagues around him be kicked out or reduced to prisoners one day.

"Guoan is still investigating, and it may not necessarily be a problem with our ninth room."

Qiu Anbang warned: "Don't talk about it first, pay more attention at ordinary times, and remember to notify me in time if there is any situation."

"Ah."

Chen Yang nodded heavily.

"Okay, you go back first."

Chapter 34

"Which link is wrong?"

Chen Yang sat at his workstation, scratching his hair in distress.

His memory is amazing. After going through all the people who participated in the project in the ninth room during this period, he still couldn't figure out who was the one who leaked the secret.