Chapter 680 - 472 Layout System_3

All of this had to start with this system.

To bring his vision to life, the first shot had to be fired convincingly to get the military’s attention.

Division Commander Jin across from him was also pondering the same issue.

"Little Fang... I can mention this to the leadership for you, but our troops don’t boast idly. Can you really pull it off? If the talk is cheap and the task botched..."

"It wouldn’t be meaningless," Fang Huai replied without hesitation:

"At the very least, it can serve as a guideline for the future development of the command system. Its practicality will still be limited by information and satellite technology, but the sooner we start with this intelligent system and the greater the information throughput, the sooner we can develop more functions, which will play a decisive role."

And, we can train military personnel skilled in modern information technology sooner. Having a model as a basis allows for the generation of related theories, and the research on tactical coordination and upgrading also takes time."

"Hmm... That makes sense," Division Commander Jin said, his eyes wide as he leaned back in his seat, nodding continuously.

After a while, he stood up as if he had made up his mind and declared resoundingly:

"Alright! However, I’ll give you an answer within a week... no, three days! Little Fang, if you can really create something of practical significance, I’ll definitely report it to the leadership and commend you!"

Fang Huai smiled: "Don’t mix things up; we’re talking about a company’s matter here. Just make sure you can meet the conditions I mentioned. That’s all I need."

Tsk," huffed Division Commander Jin, his eyes wide: "Our military’s discipline is ironclad; we don’t take a single needle or thread from the people, let alone coerce them."

"Hey, buying isn’t out of the question either; just leave me a share of the equity and management rights," Fang Huai joked.

"We’d have to be impressed by what we see first," Division Commander Jin retorted, then smacked his lips and sighed: "Little Fang, how do you come up with so many ideas every day, thinking about reforms and R&D? Where does all that creativity come from?"

Fang Huai paused when asked this question.

After a moment, he said leisurely: "Maybe it’s because whatever I encounter, I think about it. This year alone, I’ve thought about more than all the previous years combined."

The greatest asset the system had given him was a functional brain.

And he had pushed it to the limit, creating opportunities through relentless effort.

Just like this moment.

Division Commander Jin was about to sing his praises when Fang Huai’s phone rang.

Fang Huai glanced at it and answered the call, and Cao Yi’s voice came through.

"Have you guys finished talking?"

This voice also echoed from not too far away.

Turning his head, Fang Huai saw Cao Yi standing at the kitchen exit, looking somewhat helpless, surrounded by a group of chefs.

Both Division Commander Jin and Fang Huai were a bit stunned.

"It’s over, come here!" Fang Huai urged quickly.

Cao Yi then came over somewhat hurriedly.

The group of chefs followed suit, crowding around.

As soon as Old Cao got close, he started complaining.

"These people are nuts! I was just standing at the door watching them for a minute, and they went ballistic, accusing me of causing trouble, not respecting the rules of the trade!"

"We’re the ones who are nuts?"

A chef came over and snatched the paper lying in front of Division Commander Jin, flipping through it.

Division Commander Jin was about to blow a fuse.

The chef, however, laughed: "I thought so! Chengdu, Lanzhou, Shenyang... You guys cook all those disgusting Northeastern dishes? And cover land, sea, air? I thought the boss was changing chefs! You’re here to cook seafood, right? Fine! If you’re heartless, I’m ruthless! I’m calling the boss right now, I quit! Take over the kitchen now if you want!"

Following this outburst, the other chefs started shouting too.

"I quit too!"

Suddenly, the entire restaurant turned to look in their direction, and after a brief silence, there was a buzz of discussion.

Both Division Commander Jin and Fang Huai felt their scalps tingling.

What’s going on?

We’re taking over... the kitchen?

...

Five minutes later, Division Commander Jin led the way out, cursing under his breath.

"Damn it, these people are crazy! I don’t even know how to roast a duck!"

Fang Huai, clutching the money returned by the waiter, had roughly figured out what happened and was somewhat bemused.

"What now? Not going to explain?"

Cao Yi’s face was also dark: "Explain my ass! It’s better we leave this damned expensive place! Let’s go, change places; I’m paying!"

The three walked away with long strides.