"You don't have to worry about this. In the next two days, a set of basic information will be issued."
On the phone, Qin Yuzhu didn't say what the basic information was, but Mo Jingchun could guess that it was confidential information about rockets and the like.
Decentralization means that more advanced technologies are mastered above!
Moreover, since private companies are encouraged to enter the aerospace field, they must at least have guys who can fly, otherwise it will all be empty talk.
Basics, really important.
"Okay, Sister Qin, when everyone goes to work on Monday, I will set up the R&D team."
After the call ended, Mo Jingchun thought for a while and shouted into the air:
"Zero, screen the talent database and export a list to me of outstanding talents in the aerospace field who are not yet employed in the country."
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Old rules, you know my employment standards. Those who do not meet the requirements should not appear on the list."
"Okay, boss."
Space shuttles and spaceships are still too far away for candy technology, but if it's just about building rockets and launching satellites into far-Earth orbit, Mo Jingchun is still very confident.
According to Qin Yuzhu, there will be strong support for the development of the aviation field from above.
In other words, private companies can also own their own satellites!
According to international regulations, whoever occupies the Blue Star satellite orbit first will own it.
Mo Jingchun estimated that the higher authorities had long wanted to support domestic private enterprises in launching satellites.
Even if it’s a useless satellite!
The satellite itself may not have much value, but its orbit does.
Especially now that Starlink occupies a large number of satellite orbits.
After thinking about this, the corners of Mo Jingchun's mouth rose slightly.
It would be good to encourage private enterprises to enter aerospace. In this way, when Candy Technology has its own satellite, it will not be afraid that the company will suddenly be disconnected from the Internet.
And Zero can communicate with him in real time via satellite.
The advantages are many and the disadvantages are also obvious.
When private companies can also launch satellites, it is inevitable that someone will secretly conduct space experiments and study genetic engineering.
Throughout the history of human civilization, people have always been pursuing immortality, and in modern society, it is even more so.
Undoubtedly, most people believe that genetic engineering is the key to human lifespan.
In the afternoon, Zhou Yaling came down several times, but never saw the little guy.
Are you so guilty? It's already past four in the afternoon and I still don't dare to go downstairs.
He didn't say anything at noon, let alone mentioned that someone was going to be beaten, so why was he still afraid?
Mo Jingchun looked at Zhou Yaling who came down to pour water and asked with a smile:
"Where's Guo'er?"
"Why haven't you gone downstairs all afternoon?"
After taking a sip of cold water, Zhou Yaling pursed her lips and said with a smile:
"She's probably feeling guilty. She's writing in my room."
"It's a miracle that the phone hasn't even been touched,"
"Hey, I asked her what was wrong, but she didn't say anything. Brother, please tell me what the hell happened to Candy."
Mo Jingchun rolled his eyes at Zhou Yaling and said:
"What can it be?"
Zhou Yaling curled her lips and said, "Only ghosts believe it."
When it was time to eat in the evening, the little guy finally snuck down quietly.
Seeing his brother watching TV without saying anything, the little guy finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that my brother is not angry anymore.
Not bad, not bad, I can play the king again tonight.
"Come here, sit down." Mo Jingchun patted the sofa next to him without turning around to look at the little guy.
I was just about to go to the kitchen to see what delicious candies my sister was making, and she looked embarrassed o(╯□╰)o
When it was over, her brother called her over.
Tip-toeing, the little guy reluctantly walked over.
"Brother...brother..."
Mo Jingchun tilted his head and glanced at the little guy resentfully.
"I didn't say anything, what are you afraid of?"
"Sit and watch TV."
"oh!"
The little guy sat on the sofa obediently.
"Your sister said you spend all the afternoon writing in your room?"
The little guy nodded vigorously, and she knew that this word would definitely suppress her brother's anger.
What is this called? This is called a stick and a sugar date.
It has to be zero, and there is nothing wrong with the analysis.
"Brother, Guoer not only wrote 1-100, but also wrote a lot of his own name."
"Oh? Go and show it to me."
"Okay, brother."
The little guy happily jumped off the sofa and ran upstairs to get the results he spent all afternoon.
A few minutes later, the little guy stood in front of Mo Jingchun with a smile, watching his brother flip through her achievements throughout the afternoon.
Sitting up straight on the sofa, Mo Jingchun looked at the numbers and pinyin letters on the three-line book and nodded in approval.
It can be seen that it was written with care.
There are pencil-written letters on it and many eraser marks.
Mo Jingchun's eyes lit up even more when he saw "Mo Xiaoxue" written all over the last two pages.
The neatness of handwriting is better as it goes further back.
It's no longer as crooked as before.
Look now, horizontal is horizontal and vertical is vertical!
Plus, it's written in pencil, which gives it a very fresh feel.
Mo Jingchun smiled and patted the little guy's head gently, "Not bad, worthy of praise."
"From now on, write your name every Saturday and I will check it during dinner in the evening."
Candy, who had been smiling just now, looked embarrassed again.
o(╯□╰)o
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No, why is this happening? Zero said there might be a reward, but he didn’t say he would have to write every Saturday from now on.
Seeing the little guy's embarrassment, but not daring to refute, Mo Jingchun felt happy.
Baby, brother can't fix you anymore? I asked you to give me a kick so early in the morning, and also forced me to apologize.
Humph, I feel sorry for you if I didn't sign you up for a hobby class.
Otherwise, it will make you feel the fear of being dominated by interest classes.
"Go ahead and send the book up."
"oh!"
Mo Jingchun was in a good mood when he saw the little guy going upstairs in despair.
In the elevator, the little guy was mumbling.
"Hmph, Zero, you lied to me again."
"I didn't. This is an interference caused by force majeure."
The little guy curled his lips, looked at the camera in the corner and said:
"Might as well get a beating."
In order to write such a small thing, she spent a whole afternoon.
In the end, I was only happy for less than three minutes.
I will write more often in the future.
In the evening, after dinner, Mo Jingchun sat in front of the TV.
Zhou Yaling, who was still eating, knew from the voice that her brother was not watching TV series, but watching the news.
Is something going to happen today? Otherwise, why would I keep watching the news?
Puzzled.
At eight o'clock sharp, the news ended, and Mo Jingchun got up and went upstairs as if he was thinking.
Zhou Yaling was fascinated by the lake.
She also read the news and found nothing to pay attention to.
In the study, Mo Jingchun knocked on the desk, shook his head and smiled:
"Tonight is another sleepless night for the stock market."
