On December 30th, it was Sunday, and it was the first day of the New Year's Day holiday, the flow of people on the street soared again, and the residents of the surrounding satellite cities also entered the main urban area to consume and vacation.

Around the Shangding Building and its surrounding high-rise buildings, guide the traffic flow on the light track to shuttle, without beginning and end. Most of them are private cars, but there are also "hundred-knot" carriages that have just been disassembled, and they land on various platforms with the traction force.

Zhang Yingying got out of a "100 knots" carriage and walked quickly into the Shangding Building. When I climbed the stairs, I was stepping on the last bit of red in the afterglow of the setting sun, which made the white pencil pants and nude high heels add a glaze-like sheen, which attracted some attention.

She didn't care about this, raised her hand to look at her watch, her feet accelerated again, and in the sound of "clicking" heels hitting the ground, she walked through the corridors of the inner floors of the building, turning around and around, and finally arrived at the place.

"Conference Room 1135...... Get! Determined to arrive before the appointment, Zhang Yingying took a long breath, adjusted her breathing, and pushed the door in.

"Ahh

The circular meeting room, which can accommodate about twenty people, was surprisingly empty. There were only three or four people, all but one of whom were in charge of the service.

Instead of going to the conference table, sitting against the wall were two bodyguards, both of whom turned their heads and greeted each other with a smile.

"Yingying, are you coming to a meeting?"

"First brother, high team." Zhang Yingying responded with the title she was used to, and then pursed the corners of her mouth, "Your Majesty said that if you can't come, you won't come, and you want me to take over, but you only give me half an hour." I climbed up from the bottom of the sea......"

chatting, Zhang Yingying's eyes glanced at the conference table, the young man who was obviously a top perception master, but did not react to changes in the outside world.

Zhang Yingying gritted her teeth: "This guy! ”

Both bodyguards laughed, but had no intention of intervening. It is said that after the lecture on the 14th, in addition to the two concepts of "cage" and "configuration" that shook the world, several bets before and after also painted the whole situation with a paradoxical gossip color.

Many people in the world know that Mr. Luo, a young genius, has a beautiful guard with a mouthful of kung fu MAX by his side, and he has made the senior B-level powerhouse REE lose his face and lose face.

As for Xia Cheng's side, Zhang Yingying's good impression of Ronan is almost an open secret. It's just that as the protagonist and core of the incident, Ronan doesn't seem to have this consciousness at all.

This young man, who has just turned 16 years old, seems to be living forever in a dimension that is difficult for outsiders to understand.

Ronan was looking seriously at his imitation paper soft screen, and clicked on a folder with his fingers. This is exactly the research materials of his mother, which he transferred from Professor Pan's cloud space at this time.

The subject of the material is modern architectural design, but for 99% of the world's designers, it is a book that can never be understood.

In the folder he had just opened, there were about seven or eight kinds of files, ranging from the most primitive observations to intuitive three-dimensional models, including corresponding analysis calculations. Others are impromptu thoughts, recordings of discussions, and even videos.

Together, these documents form a foundational unit that revolves around not some design theory or case, but a real foundational configuration, or even just a fragment that has lost its meaning.

There are three to four thousand units like this, which together form the accumulation of data for basic research on configuration. It's a gift package that Ronan never dreamed of.

"Mom must be watching me from the sky."

Ronan fantasized uncontrollably, and for the first time willingly prostrate himself under the power of fate, shouting praises and praises.

He once thought that since his mother was able to build a passage to the clouds, she would definitely explore and study that strange world.

Ideas are ideas, but he never imagined that the results of his mother's research would be like a light boat across a specific channel of the long river of time, and he had also chosen this river and was struggling to paddle forward, forming a seemingly destined intersection.

The inheritance of fate is the highest praise for his life and death struggle in the past five years.

Of course, Ronan will not forget, and he is very grateful to Professor Pan Wen, including Tian Si, who created, or at least accelerated this meeting. Also, all the people in this river of fate who gave him a boost......

"Hey, didn't you say you're in a good mood? Why is it getting colder and colder? Zhang Yingying finally couldn't help it, and slapped Ronan on the shoulder, announcing her existence.

Ronan, who was wandering in the river of fate, was slapped ashore by Zhang Yingying.

He finally turned his head, and the side of his face met the open placket of a short light-colored suit. instinctively leaned back, and saw a white-collar beauty with a rather intellectual and capable style.

Zhang Yingying propped herself up on the conference table with one hand, leaned forward, leaned very close, and the gaze on Ronan's face was also very direct.

For Ronan, what is more meaningful is Zhang Yingying's clothes. This kind of outfit touched more of his memories and emotions.

Ronan remembers that just three months ago, it was this same person who disguised himself as a lawyer and boarded the barrage, continued to participate and push, so that he willingly got into the water, and walked step by step into the deep water, until he entered the river channel that belonged to him, and won the highest praise.

So Ronan is also very grateful to her, it can be regarded as drinking water and thinking of the source, not forgetting the old kindness.

Ronan laughed unconsciously: "I was thinking about you......"

Zhang Yingying was a little confused, but when she saw Ronan's eyes, she knew that she was thinking too much. Rao is so, and it's still a little embarrassing for a short time. She didn't want to retreat and show weakness, so she only subconsciously reached out and touched the soft screen, and clicked on a document in the folder, which was originally a meaningless move, but after two sweeps, it made those complicated mathematical forms sting.

"Do you understand?"

"Well, I don't understand." Ronan was very frank.

The information inherited by his mother is very detailed, but the level is also high-end, and some of them involve special ideas and algorithms, Ronan still can't understand it, I'm afraid that he needs to find information, and even learn relevant knowledge, and grind it down little by little.

In the past two days, Ronan has not only specially selected recordings and videos, but also experienced them one by one. For other materials, it is only a hasty skimming and not reading deeply, even so, every time I look at a few groups, I feel dizzy and unstunning.

Thinking of this, Ronan laughed again.

"I don't understand what you're happy about!"

"If you can't read it, you can't be happy?"

Well, Ronan also knew that if it had been before, he might have been grinded crazy a long time ago - it would take a lot of time just to eat through his mother's research materials, and it would be even more distant to explore the deep mysteries of the cloud world, so wouldn't it be even more marginal to kill Gong Qi in terms of work order?

Ronan should have been anxious, but now his mood was surprisingly calm and joyful.

In each folder unit, there is detailed and clear information that records the mother's research process that year. Looking at the daily thunderous logs and records, as well as the audio and video recordings that appear from time to time, it is like learning and talking with your mother.

So, Ronan knows: Mother's writing is clear, unambiguous, and concise, but when it is drafted and discussed, it is inevitably accompanied by hesitation and struggle, and sometimes even a little temper.

When she encounters a level, in addition to studying by herself, she will also communicate with people in a timely manner. Most of them are in the form of brainstorming, which involves a lot of people. Among them, there is Professor Pan Wen, there is a grandfather, but the most is the same guy.

They discuss and even argue, draw graphs or more complex data formulas or whatever. Some of Ronan can understand it, and some of it can't be understood at all.

But it doesn't matter, he just watches quietly "from the sidelines".

At this time, his mood is eager and relaxed. It seems that when a gourmand is faced with food, he wants to swallow it clean in one bite but is afraid that he will break after eating, so he can only taste the contradictions and struggles a little bit.

It's weird, but it's not bad!

Ronan laughed hesitantly, laughing so much that Zhang Yingying's heart was furious.

At this time, the door of the conference room was pushed open again, and a group of people came in one after another, and their eyes naturally focused on Ronan and Zhang Yingying, and some of them even showed mysterious smiling faces.

"Cut!"

Zhang Yingying didn't want to be gossip material, and she didn't feel the need to deliberately keep her distance. Pulling out his chair and sitting next to Ronan.

The conference room was quickly filled with people, and the last one to come in was He Yueyin, who was still dressed as a conservative OL.

As the "foreigner" of today's meeting, Tian Bang came in a second earlier than her, and his rare military uniform was straight, and the major general Jin Xing on his epaulettes lined him with great vigor. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he still looked relaxed and leisurely:

"Oh, oh, the hero has arrived."

His gaze fell straight to Ronan, and he didn't hide it.

He Yueyin didn't make a fuss, there was no nonsense, and after sitting down, he only nodded to Ronan slightly, and said, "Let's have a meeting to discuss specific matters related to the 'Scavenger' project." At yesterday's video conference, the branch team has been ventilated and basically agreed to carry out multi-party cooperation with the Xia City Government, the garrison force and the East China Sea Theater to promote the research and development and implementation of the project. The reason for inviting Major General Tian to the meeting today is to ask him to introduce the background of the project in detail, and discuss the functional requirements, technical bottlenecks, and R&D plans of the project, so as to form a framework and implement it as soon as possible. ”

With that, her eyes turned to Tian Bang. The latter understood, grinned, and took over: "I'm here today, and of course it's the first priority to discuss the 'scavenger' project. But before that, you can't avoid vulgarity, and you still have to say goodbye to the pier.

"Most of them have said hello, and they have also communicated with President Ouyang and His Majesty Emperor Wu beforehand. Mr. Luo is left...... Yesterday you were able to vote, and we are very gracious. Frankly speaking, although this project has been in the making for some time, without the support of the 'Blood Ring Fortress', any plan is equivalent to waste paper. ”