Chapter 111: The Presence of the Phoenix

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“According to protocol, we all need to sign the confidentiality agreement. These data must remain strictly within this office—without a single leak!” Suppressing his own thoughts, Pan Wenhua quickly exported the confidentiality documents and printed them on the spot, handing them one by one to the other three present. Leading by example, he signed his name first on the document in his hand.

“This agreement, once signed, means not even your parents or family can speak of this!” Pan Wenhua carefully explained the specifics of the confidentiality rules to Wu Tong. This was only the simplest version for now. If they confirmed the value of Wu Tong’s manuscript, they might have to upgrade the agreement again, elevating it to the highest confidentiality level, which would even restrict Wu Tong’s movements abroad.

Of course, Wu Tong was not yet at that level.

“Understood, Director. I grasp the importance!” Wu Tong nodded firmly, cooperating as she signed her name. It was her first time signing such a secrecy agreement, and it felt quite extraordinary.

Pan Wenhua’s desk had scrap paper and pens ready. After asking for permission, Wu Tong immediately began to repeat her calculations on site. To save time and effort, she had done many of the computations mentally, only jotting down the final results, with many placeholders that needed correction.

Otherwise, that derivation would have been a manuscript she alone could easily understand! Li Yisheng went out, switched places, and sent Sun Rong, who had been standing guard outside, away.

As Wu Tong detailed her derivations, Pan Wenhua and Zhou Wenping gradually deepened their understanding of her logical thinking and were even more amazed by this transformation model.

With such a perspective and such an idea, if only they had had Wu Tong’s mind back then, they wouldn’t have had to rack their brains and waste so much time!

“Director, Professor Zhou, this is as far as I can barely derive for now. The final material synthesis and matching still require me to complete certain validation experiments before I can proceed with the next set of data,” Wu Tong put down her pen and handed over a stack of detailed derivation drafts to the two mentors.

“Wu Tong, wait for my further notice. Yisheng, first take Wu Tong to have a proper meal and arrange for her to rest!” After completing the procedure, Pan Wenhua gave a brief instruction and escorted Wu Tong and Li Yisheng out. Wu Tong had just returned from abroad and hadn’t rested yet; they had pulled her into intense repeated derivations—they were quite hard on the child.

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“Kids these days, sigh, we can hardly call Wu Tong a kid anymore!” Zhou Wenping looked at the meticulous and thorough manuscript in his hand, deeply moved. This young woman had already reached their level, and by the measure of her achievements, even surpassed them.

Seeing her derivations in person, they truly wanted to applaud loudly! This was the F-22. That kid, relying only on the simple data circulating outside, could derive such comprehensive and concrete results. And she called it barely managing?

They themselves had spent months and only managed to produce fragmented data—should they just bang their heads against the wall?

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“Unimaginably formidable!”

Just as they were amazed by Wu Tong’s proof of the Zhou Conjecture, she then conquered the Twin Prime Conjecture. Before they had even settled from that, she proved the Polignac’s Conjecture.

When they were excited and shocked that Wu Tong had delivered a one-hour report at the International Mathematicians’ Conference and won the Ramanujan Prize, she quietly produced such a confidential piece of work!

“So, such a child cannot be judged by normal standards!” Pan Wenhua shrugged, thinking of a certain comrade who had recently contacted him proactively—also someone extraordinary beyond normal measure.

Coincidentally, this was exactly his area of leadership, so it could connect directly.

“Having a few more like this, how could China’s rise ever be in doubt!” The older generation, filled with patriotic fervor, could not help but dream as they witnessed two such brilliant successors.

“More than a few? Director Pan, you’re greedy. Having two is already a great fortune for China!” They felt lucky that such outstanding talents stood on China’s side.

“Haha… I’d like to be greedier. We’ve transplanted Wutong this year; a phoenix is arriving!” Pan Wenhua joked spiritedly, sitting at his desk and starting to make what was essentially a confidential phone call.

“Please connect me to Lu Xiao. This is Pan Wenhua from Beijing University.”

At the West Continent’s Institute 606, Lu Xiao frowned as he stared at the recent wind tunnel data, his brows knitted. The data still hadn’t reached his ideal.

From the moment the data appeared on the screen, calculations unfolded in his mind, analyzing to find issues and devising improvements for the next test. The cycle repeated, striving for perfection, all for the homeland’s mighty dragon to take flight and secure air superiority.

Taking the phone handed by his assistant, Lu Xiao was concise.

“Director Pan, please go ahead.”

Most of his attention was still on data analysis; he had no time to guess why Pan Wenhua was calling and got straight to the point.

Pan Wenhua knew time was tight and precious on the other side, so he cut to the chase.

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“Lu Xiao, I have a set of F-Raptor derivation data here. When you have time, please take a look and see if it might impact our current work!” Pan Wenhua felt that, as a mathematician, he was an outsider when it came to dynamics.

He couldn’t guarantee whether Wu Tong’s manuscript was truly useful, but he had a gut feeling it was important. The real value could only be determined by the person at the other end of the line.

“I’ll fax it to you!” After briefly exchanging words, Pan Wenhua received the fax code and hung up to start scanning.

After sending the fax, he immediately made a second call.

“Old Cheng, this is Pan Wenhua from the New Materials Laboratory…”

“It’s the child’s first time in the lab; I’ll need your help to keep an eye on her!” He knew it was the beginning of the semester, and Old Cheng was at the Materials Science Department.

“Old Pan, you’re getting cheeky, huh?” Assigning an academician to supervise a rookie—well, a rookie in age, though the kid had some excellent mathematical achievements—he could only be considered a student tutor, which was already quite attentive.

“I’ll treat you to a good drink later!” Pan Wenhua was unusually humble. When it came to asking favors for such a student, he felt no shame.

“Alright, arrange for someone to bring the kid to me!” Old Pan surprisingly acquiesced without hesitation.

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At 8:30 the next morning, Wu Tong received notification from Pan Wenhua that he had arranged a meeting with Academician Cheng from the Materials Science Department. At nine o’clock, Teacher Li would take her to meet Professor Cheng.

“Old Cheng isn’t a bad person; he’s quite serious about teaching. Several of his students have become great talents! His disciples sit in a row with prestigious awards; his top disciple was even elected an academician two years ago. But his temper isn’t great, and his mouth is sharp. Wu Tong, prepare yourself mentally. If you feel wronged or if anything excessive happens, tell me, and I’ll confront Old Cheng for you!” Pan Wenhua carefully instructed Wu Tong before hanging up.

(End of chapter)