Chapter 232: Only I Am Unique Chapter 232: All Personnel Ready

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Institute 806 was not always the Energy Research Institute.

Twenty years ago, its signboard read "Electric Power Research Institute"; back then, that was cutting-edge technology, incredibly impressive. Before that, it was an internal power supply agency of the department, controlling imported electrical equipment worth more than the entire department's salaries, such as light bulbs, power cables, small recorders... nearly dismantled and merged, the current Energy Research Institute still sounds just as good, but its power is growing weaker and weaker.

The newly recruited researchers in the institute are mostly there for the state stipend, while the old-school ones are staunch proletarian warriors, the kind who can conduct experiments in radiation zones without wearing hazmat suits. Of course, they are electrical power engineers, not suited for such work.

Chen Ye introduced Chen Yi to Liu Zibin, the deputy institute director and a steadfast proletarian revolutionary of the old school. He is a researcher wearing a military uniform, with his brush cut coated in shine agent; when necessary, he will be the frontline commander leading researchers who conduct experiments in radiation zones without hazmat suits.

Of course, what attracts everyone's attention now is mainly that head of beautiful short hair.

In such a sparsely populated research institute, who knows which female secretary it's for.

Chen Yi suppressed a laugh, calling him "Director Liu," and said: "I don't know who your chosen person is?"

"Engineer Zhou, he's an old Party member of our institute, most suitable for this mission, come come come, I'll take you to meet him."

Whether "Lord Zhou" or an old Party member, neither seems to have much to do with research work. Chen Yi was slightly disappointed, but still gripped his ring in his hand, muttering "Success is delightful, failure is also cheerful."

But in his heart, he naturally thought of the success declaration.

Money is hard to earn; even with a perverted existence like "Siren," even with the escort protection of a US Senator, Gold Source International can only earn 5 billion US dollars a year, and calculating net profit, another 20% must be deducted. As for Jinsheng Securities, needless to say, the Chinese market is only so big; putting several billion US dollars in still feels like shallow water... To earn over a hundred billion US dollars, even without eating or drinking it would take two years, not to mention various management expenses—just the matter of time alone makes Chen Yi feel hard to endure.

However, if he could get something for nothing from the Mitsubishi Group and have them contribute ten or twenty billion in construction funds, the economic pressure would be much less. Of course, if they could cough up over a hundred billion, that would be wonderful!

Anyway, everyone is doing not-so-clean business; deceiving each other doesn't matter.

Chen Yi sighed and asked with a smile: "Besides this Lord Zhou, I also requested three researchers to cooperate without their knowledge at the time; have you found them?"

"Yes, I'll take you there when the time comes."

"What's their level?"

"Definitely good." Liu Zibin patted his chest to guarantee, his brush cut shining as it swayed.

"That's the best." Chen Yi looked at him with meaningful implication. Skill Copy Scrolls don't fall from the sky; they are exchanged for real gold and silver. If the old fellow is useless, they might have to change people. By then, this deputy institute director must bear the responsibility of wasting time.

Liu Zibin didn't know yet; upon meeting for the first time, he had already been labeled. The difficulty of serving an aristocratic scion, he had yet to experience.

Walking into the inside of the gloomy old-style building, it was chillingly cold; even though it was early spring, there was a feeling of dripping water in the corridor.

Chen Ye shivered and said with an embarrassed laugh: "This building has some history, right?"

"Built with Soviet aid."

"Tsk tsk, really not bad."

"Indeed, it's been used for 50 years." The deputy institute director said: "Actually it's not good, after all it's an old building; no one is willing to live here. The annual maintenance funds taken out would be enough to build a new building."

"Then why not build one?"

"This building is hard to demolish." The deputy institute director looked as if heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know, he knows, but the fewer people who know the better; he pointed downstairs and whispered: "There are quite a few treasures left from back then; now no one handles them, so it cannot be demolished."

Chen Ye laughed and said: "Then your Bureau Chief is stingy, not even approving a piece of land?"

The deputy institute director didn't dare to speak nonsense, and had to force a smile: "The bureau has many places to spend money; every year there's only so much funding; it's difficult."

Chen Ye laughed heartily, pointing at Chen Yi: "Look at this brother of mine, a true big financial backer. Once this matter is done, we'll help you take care of the building matter."

"Really?"

"Could it be fake? If the higher-ups don't approve, I'll buy it for you." Chen Ye patted his chest, and Chen Yi nodded in agreement. Things like approval documents—said to be valuable, but not valuable; the state's left hand goes to the right hand; whichever department gets the bargain is a bargain.

Liu Zibin was delighted, opened the door and shouted "Lord Zhou, come out to receive guests," not yet discovering that there was a problem.

"Which big shot has come?" Engineer Zhou seemed to have a sense of humor; seeing the deputy institute director, he actually made a bow, swinging a mouse in his hand.

Liu Zibin, still oblivious, pointed behind him and said: "Both are Mr. Chen; Mr. Chen Yi Chen Yi and Mr. Chen Ye Chen Ye."

Engineer Zhou looked somewhat thin and frail, in his forties; wearing a white lab coat was fine, but if he changed into a colorful Hawaiian shirt, he would probably look like someone debauched by wine and women.

He put away his joking expression, looked him up and down for a while, then asked: "Chen Yi? Are you the person in charge of the 'Waiting by the Stump for a Rabbit' plan?"

With quite a bit of disbelief in his words.

Liu Zibin coughed and said: "Engineer Zhou, let's just do things and not ask questions, can we? We're all old Party members; is this all the consciousness we have?"

"Fine, let's just wait by the stump for a rabbit."

Chen Yi listened, and asked in a deep voice: "You don't approve of this plan?"

"I don't approve." Lord Zhou shook his head as if something, and said: "We take our own researched technology to entice other countries; can they believe it?"

"As long as it's done perfectly, naturally someone will believe."

"Where is there anything perfect? And let me do it alone? Is this too childish?"

"Historically, those perfect deception and enticement plans were done by one or two people; other resources just need to cooperate. The more people who know, the less necessary it is." Chen Yi said while taking out Green Breath Berries from his pocket to eat.

Engineer Zhou actually had no right to stop or abort the plan; besides talking big with his mouth, it was just expressing his existence. In an institution like Institute 806, besides a stable salary, one couldn't even get the status of a university professor; it was truly boring. Saying they contribute to the country is not wrong; their salaries can't compare to enterprises, their prospects can't compare to the government and schools; saying it's stable income, but there's really not much gain.

However, a researcher like him dared to speak amidst fierce cannon fire because there was no risk cost. Hearing Chen Yi's words, he still said: "I don't know much about intelligence work, but this price is truly not small."

"Engineer Zhou!" The deputy institute director couldn't bear it and shouted.

Chen Yi waved his hand and said: "Our plan isn't finalized yet; if you really don't want to do it, you can withdraw. Also, if your level isn't enough, you can't withdraw even if you want to."

Engineer Zhou glared: "Don't provoke me; I'm a person who has been through the revolution."

"That's the best." Chen Yi immediately said: "Have you researched the topic of fuel hydrogen in the past month?"

Engineer Zhou grunted "en" sullenly and said: "Using seabed oil mud as reactant, we've researched it for 20 years; now taking it out..."

"Even giving you another 20 years, you won't research it." Chen Yi sneered. Many people have high hopes for the old military industry and military research institutes, but actually, the old military industry is like an old military doctor; placebos are fine, but truly curing diseases and saving people is out of the question. How could a bureaucratic system more serious than the government cultivate true scholars and scientists?

Scholars and scientists with a bit of intelligence shouldn't choose military research institutes as the cornerstone of their development. On the other hand, the military won't support true scientific research and scientific thought; what they need is technology that can be used immediately. One year, two years, or five to ten years is already the limit—no one really cares about the principle of nuclear fission; they only care about the power of nuclear fission.

Engineer Zhou's face turned red.

Chen Yi lifted his head.

In an institution like Institute 806, one word from Upper Management meant you had to do whatever they said; no matter how important the research, it wasn't as important as Upper Management's recognition.

Judging by Zhou Gong's appearance, he didn't seem to understand human relations much, so naturally he wasn't qualified to work long-term on any single project.

Chen Yi glanced again at Deputy Institute Director Liu Zibin, thinking: You dare give me a cripple, and I'll cripple you.

Fortunately, despite his odd temper, Engineer Zhou was indeed a Party Member who worked seriously.

He resentfully took out the prepared materials and said: "Take a look. See if you can understand them."

Chen Yi didn't look at the process, going straight to the final conclusion section, and after reading said: "Still need to prove the economic viability of hydrogen fuel?"

"How do you prove something fake?"

"Something fake is easier to prove," Chen Yi said, then asked: "Do you know this article will be published under another name?"

"That would be best," Engineer Zhou said with a look of disdain.

Chen Yi nodded and left the laboratory.

Liu Zibin followed him out, smiling: "You see, Engineer Zhou has the ability, his temper is just a bit strange, please bear with him."

"It's not me bearing with him," Chen Yi said, glancing at him: "The day after tomorrow, the Guard the Stump Plan is officially implemented, costing over a hundred million. Whether you can persuade Zhou Gong then, I'll note directly on the documents..."

"This isn't..."

Chen Yi waved his hand and left with his head held high.

Chen Ye chuckled, stopping Liu Zibin who wanted to follow: "Everyone has a straightforward temper, it's not aimed at anyone personally. Think carefully about what can be done. The land we discussed before is still valid, but if you don't do things well, I can't help you either."

After saying this, he also left in a hurry.

Liu Zibin was stunned for half a day, slapped his thigh, and went back to find Zhou Gong.

On the third day, Chen Yi appeared at Institute 806 again.

Although Zhou Gong was unwilling, when they met, he didn't say anything strange anymore.

Intellectuals are horses, not donkeys; carrots are never enough, and only when beaten do they run fast. Comrade Mao understood this long ago; Chen Yi, as a Red Princeling, could still grasp its spirit.

He still hadn't decided whether to use the precious Skill Copy Scroll on him, even if it was easy to obtain, the yield was only two or three per month at a low rate, and if it failed, the waste would be severe.

Fortunately, the Deputy Bureau Chief had prepared fully, considered Chen Yi's position, and actually produced an instruction manual of over a hundred pages.

Engineer Zhou had received criticism and education from the higher-level organization; although he was angry now, he spoke much more seriously: "The current conclusion premises are all able to withstand scrutiny; it's just the middle part that has some deficiencies, easy for people to spot loopholes, but if you're not a professional, you wouldn't discover them."

"Can the deficiencies in the middle be made up? There definitely needs to be professional personnel to argue it."

Engineer Zhou said unhappily: "If the middle part is made up, isn't that just real technology?"

"Theoretically perfected, but who knows how the trials will go," Chen Yi thought. Given the stinginess of the little Japanese toward resources, if they knew seabed oil mud was close to actual use, who knows how they'd try to haul it back for land reclamation. Once they renovate the wharf, it doesn't matter if I take over. The place with the most seabed oil mud content is Jiangning's East Sea; there's no reason not to use Jiangning Terminal.

However, while the general guess was like that, actually realizing it wasn't easy.

Chen Yi thought for a moment, then said to that Deputy Bureau Chief: "You go find the other three people, and start a project to research this topic. Don't tell them anything."

These three people were the foundation for using the Skill Copy Scroll.

"Understood."

Chen Yi then called Zhu Guangliang, asking him to come to Xijing for a face-to-face talk.

The latter had just received good news, and in high spirits, naturally agreed without hesitation.

In the following days, Chen Yi accompanied his little sister to have a good time in Xijing. When Zhu Guangliang arrived, without saying anything, he first took him on a big shopping spree: rat-sized Golden Rats, cat-sized Golden Cats, monkey-sized Golden Monkeys... solid and obvious sugar-coated cannonballs, heavy and loud when they hit.

Zhu Guangliang didn't dare accept at first, only saying he was part of the Chen Clan's forces and would do whatever he should do. Chen Yi didn't believe it at all, and kept pushing small gold bars and large gold bricks in front of him.

Zhu Guangliang then understood that they still weren't reassured about him.

Thinking of the Lieutenant Colonel title about to be conferred, thinking of the vacant Deputy Bureau Chief position in Jiangning waiting for him, Zhu Guangliang finally steeled himself and accepted a Golden Snake weighing over thirty jin—this thing looked about the same size as a two-jin cabbage snake, resembling a pet Burmese Python, but in price it differed by over ten thousand times.

This was a bribe of three million RMB.

When Zhu Guangliang grabbed the Golden Snake, his hands were trembling.

He wasn't someone who hadn't accepted things before; he was a Section Chief after all. Although because of his position he didn't deal with many people, whenever he did deal with them, they were all difficult to talk to.

But the Golden Snake Chen Yi produced was truly hot to handle.

This wasn't a contribution from a Commoner or an ordinary merchant; this was the "reward" of the Chen Family Second Young Master. Without making a corresponding contribution, Zhu Guangliang himself couldn't justify it.

He cursed in his heart, "Aristocratic Scions really are damn life-takers," while on the other hand he had to smile and ask: "I didn't even know I was worth this much money."

"If you can help me design a spy deception operation, then you're worth it," Chen Yi said, taking out Engineer Zhou's project proposal and placing it on the table. "If you can't do it, but can find someone who can, then you're also worth it."

"A deception operation? That's the most luck-testing thing..." Zhu Guangliang loosened his tie with his hand, extremely nervous.

People in his line of work liked big operations the most, and also feared big operations the most.

Before a big operation, great merit could fall down; before a big operation, great loss of life could be abandoned.

"It must succeed," Chen Yi said, putting away his smile. "If you do it well, I'll give you a Python, and by then your promotion documents will also come down, just right as a celebration."

Zhu Guangliang smiled, could only smile, and said: "Thank you, I will definitely work hard, Mr. Chen, rest assured."

This time, he thought of nothing in his head. Chen Yi didn't say what happened if it failed, and he didn't want to know; this was a big operation after all.

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