"That's good." Bo Jingxing was envious and relieved, and said gentlemanly: "Tianchen is really good at chip technology."
"The illegal area started researching chips earlier than Continent M, and Lu Zhi invested half of Tianchen's income in various laboratories. The laboratories he founded by recruiting talents from all over the world are the benchmarks that geniuses dream of, and everyone is proud to enter Tianchen's laboratories. This is a good foundation. It took him 10 years to take this step..."
Qiao Nian put his hands in his pockets and had an extremely indifferent expression throughout his speech, as if he was just stating a fact.
"The scientific research process in China and in illegal areas is different."
"The nine institutes are only just starting out now, and they will need more time to operate so that domestic talent does not flow out."
"This is a long process. It cannot be changed by just one person's willingness to stay. It requires the joint efforts of everyone."
In the future, she will have the opportunity to stay in the Ninth Institute and contribute to domestic research.
But if Bo Jingxing thinks that she alone can drive domestic scientific research to surpass foreign countries, or even the most powerful Tianchen, he is thinking too much.
A person's time and energy are limited. Scientific research is a team effort. Only by working together can we better accomplish the task.
She caught a glimpse of Bo Jingxing's somewhat depressed reaction from the corner of her eye. She didn't want to discourage him, so she raised her hand and touched his shoulder, silently comforting him.
"take it easy."
"Puchi." Bo Jingxing laughed, lowered his head with fox eyes curved and said: "Fortunately someone is not here, otherwise I would be in trouble again if he saw me."
Qiao Nian withdrew his hand, the corner of his mouth twitched, and saw his eyes change from sympathy to speechlessness. He picked up his things and took off his goggles: "Since you are okay, I will leave first."
"Wangchuan is here to pick you up?" Bo Jingxing saw her off.
Qiao Nian hummed, and then thought: "Master Cheng..."
Bo Jingxing was very sensible, and he was in a good mood because he got the signal device from Qiao Nian: "Don't worry, I have found someone to protect Master Cheng's safety. This is China, those people don't have such long arms! Wangchuan also told me that during the time when you are not in Beijing, I will pay more attention and will not let Master Cheng get into trouble."
"Okay, thanks." Qiao Nian said seriously.
Bo Jingxing sent her to the entrance of the Ninth Institute, with a helpless look on his face: "You don't have to be too polite to me... You and Master Wangchuan are a couple, and I have been friends with him for more than ten years. Although we had some unpleasantness before, you can trust me, I will definitely do what I promised."
"Also, even if we are not friends now, we are not strangers, right? Moreover, Master Cheng is a member of the Ninth Institute. I will protect him even if I have to sacrifice the power of the Bo family in Beijing."
Qiao Nian had already seen the person who came to pick her up across the street. After hearing what Bo Jingxing said, she responded without comment: "He's not a stranger."
Bo Jingxing knew her temper, and also knew the weight of Qiao Nian's words "I am not a stranger". He knew what he had done in the past, so he slightly stepped aside to make way: "Wangchuan is here, I won't see you off."
"Bon Voyage."
"OK."
Qiao Nian turned his baseball cap, raised his hand, waved goodbye to him from behind, and walked away without looking back.
Bo Jingxing watched the girl cross the road and walk towards the Mercedes-Benz G630 parked on the side of the road, then turned around and went back to the ninth institute.
The signal device Qiao Nian gave him was too important, so he quickly organized people to dismantle and study it. (End of this chapter)