The "Sky Eye" can also provide earthquake warnings, monitor the movement trajectories of objects such as satellites and missiles, provide early warning and defense capabilities, and establish navigation systems.
So no matter what, they can't lose the signal of the Sky Eye.
This is also the reason why Ye Maoshan was so anxious to call them over late at night.
Ye Wangchuan's eyes darkened: "Let's talk about it after the old man comes out."
…
Ye Maoshan went in to answer the phone.
Bo Jingxing and Ye Wangchuan could hear his furious roar from outside: "What do they mean? They haven't found a remedy in three days."
"Wait? What are you waiting for? Such a big national project is on hold. Should we wait until summer or autumn? Waiting will allow the Sky Eye to get better on its own."
"I know! I didn't force them. I'm not an academic, but I came from the military, so I at least know one thing - if there's a bump in the road ahead, go and fill it in! They went there three days ahead of schedule, and now when I ask them, they still ask us to wait a little longer until they can find out what's missing. Lao Liao, I'm not targeting them. It's been three days, and we laymen can always see that the signal board on the host is missing, right? Three days have passed, and they can't even solve this problem, so what do we need them for?"
"I didn't even mention the satellite signal issue. They didn't come up with a feasible solution for such a simple problem as repairing the damaged host in three days! How can I not be angry?"
Ye Wangchuan and Bo Jingxing exchanged glances, both showing surprise in their eyes.
After three days, there is still no feasible solution. The efficiency is extremely low.
Ye Maoshan was still talking inside.
"...Okay, I don't care who the He family has sent over. I've also found someone here, and they'll probably be there tomorrow."
"The time hasn't been decided yet. I'll tell you when I'm sure." After a rustling of clothes, Ye Maoshan came out with a frown on his face that he hadn't had time to hide.
"You're here?" He asked in a bad tone.
The old man had a strong physique, and just as he said, he had the fierce aura of a man from the military, and his tiger eyes and dragon pupils were sharp, as sharp as a blade.
He sat down on a chair at the entrance of the hall, turned his head, and looked back at the two boys in front of him, and asked stiffly, "Where is Nian Nian?"
Bo Jingxing keenly sensed that they were not welcome, so he quietly stepped aside and made room for Ye Wangchuan to block the bullet.
Ye Wangchuan had long been accustomed to the old man's "dislike", and answered casually: "She went in to look for her aunt."
"Yeah." Ye Maoshan's expression eased. "It's good that you're here. I asked Aunt Wang to make some Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup. I'll serve a bowl for Nian Nian later."
He glared at his grandson in front of him again: "Look how late it is for you to take Nian Nian out for dinner? She has a bad stomach, don't you know to be more careful!"
Ye Wangchuan was scolded until he lost his temper. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, yes, whatever you say is right. I was wrong and I regret it. Next time, I must remember to call her to eat before seven o'clock."
"Hmph. Slippery talk!" Ye Maoshan snorted briefly and coldly.
Ye Wangchuan showed a helpless look on his face, shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "What should I say? I said I didn't hear it, and I will continue to starve your granddaughter-in-law. Aren't you going to hit me with your cane?"
Ye Maoshan's expression eased a little: "It's good that you know."
Ye Maoshan smiled and said, "It's not like I haven't been beaten before. How could I not know how painful it is to be beaten with your cane? Don't worry, old man. I promise to take good care of her."