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Inside the research institute, Qiao Ze was busy designing models.

The task of grading test papers had been directly handed over to Dou Dou, and all had been graded.

It wasn't that Dou Dou was intelligent enough to grade the professors' papers directly. As soon as the questions were set, Qiao Ze had already programmed the scoring rules. After that, Dou Dou only needed to follow the predetermined program to assign scores.

The grades of professors and PhDs were a bit beyond Qiao Ze's expectations.

Qiao Ze had thought the grades would either be perfect or drop down from eighty.

There were no perfect scores, but there were quite a few between eighty-eight and ninety-eight, a total of twelve people.

Similarly, after glancing over the scores, Qiao Ze didn't pay them much attention, only making a note of the top three scores.

Although it wasn't quite as he had expected, it wasn't outrageously off either.

Since he wasn't concerned about the constitution of his research team, he naturally cared even less about the progress of purchasing the factory.

An investment of 120 million for an existing factory was, indeed, quite substantial.

But as for the issue of money, well...

Qiao Ze really didn't have a concept of going bankrupt.

In fact, in Qiao Ze's eyes, if the money lying in an account isn't transformed into means of production or resources after one's living needs are met, it's no different from waste paper.

No, nowadays that money can't even be recycled as waste paper. It has become a string of virtual numbers in an account.

In his not entirely comprehensive understanding, the essence of money is nothing more than a feast of the division of power.

The value of officially issued banknotes as a general equivalent, apart from those not very useful economic laws, is more importantly dependent on the range of big guns, whether the weapons are sufficient, and whether there is enough deterrence.

In simple terms, whether a certain legal currency is valuable depends not only on the amount of domestic resources and production capacity but more so on whether the national defense strength has enough deterrent power. In some sense, the latter is even more crucial.

Therefore, his underwater drone swarm system is obviously more important than money itself.

In regions with strong military value, the economy usually isn't too bad. If it does start to deteriorate, then the relative value is diminishing, and the deterrent power is becoming weaker.

Whether it's 120 million or two hundred million, it's just a number.

As long as the company's account can afford it, that's enough.

The real challenge is figuring out how to solve the technical problems.

Although the plan submitted by Qiao Ze stated that three years would be enough to produce the finished product and pass the inspection.

But he obviously wouldn't delay three years for such an application-oriented project, even if it was to realize the dream of his future father-in-law.

So Qiao Ze's ultimate goal was to research a full set of methodologies to solve potential problems in future engineering projects.

As he had told Lv Bei, the scientific research strength of Xilin University of Technology was evident.

Especially in the efficiency of applied engineering research capabilities, it's just a matter of not having found the right method yet, which is his specialty.

Spending days or even months on this was worth it.

After all, it was for his prospective father-in-law.

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Early in the morning, Luo Benyuan lingered outside the Xilin Institute of Mathematics for a long time.

He had been restlessly unable to sleep much after yesterday's meeting ended.

Although he didn't know what the bosses above were thinking, as a researcher with rich front-line R&D experience, he still felt that Qiao Ze's project proposal was too aggressive. Rushing into it could potentially lead to a massive waste of resources.

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It seemed that was also a possibility.

So he purely hoped to have a good chat with Qiao Ze, to share his experience that engineering research is full of surprises.

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Even copying from a model project might yield nothing, let alone a disruptive plan like this.

Luo thought his experience should be heard by Qiao Ze because, unlike Qiao Ze, who landed a job soon after graduation, he had worked his way up from an assistant researcher on the front lines of engineering research and development.

It wasn't jealousy of Qiao Ze's position, but youth coupled with high status was not always a good thing.

But when he arrived at the institute building, he hesitated again.

The main reason was that he didn't know Qiao Ze very well, and he had heard that Qiao Ze wasn't easy to deal with.

If he were to be turned away upon arriving so directly, it would be quite embarrassing.

After all, as a researcher with a senior rank, he had his pride to maintain.

Unfortunately, he usually stayed in the lab and rarely went out. He didn't have many acquaintances, and though he knew a few professors from the School of Mathematics, when he occasionally talked to them, it seemed they were not very familiar with Qiao Ze either.

Clearly, Professor Luo hadn't noticed the cameras scattered around the research institute's courtyard. Of course, even if he had, he probably wouldn't have cared. He didn't have any bad intentions, right?

Until someone came out and greeted him, "Hello, I've seen you walking around here several times. May I ask if you need something?"