Monster Factory - 1072

The Peregrine Falcon cruising under the stars.

Yun Shi, who is not good at drinking, is shaking her head and leaning against the porthole. The shining galaxy in the Gobi sky makes her have the urge to chant a poem.

Ye Qing sat in his exclusive seat, staring at the thick encrypted laptop on the table.

The computer screen is completely dark, and only by careful observation can you find a little light the size of a firefly moving forward in the center.

This is the Peregrine Falcon.

Ye Qing is controlling the Skynet satellite tens of thousands of kilometers away to optically track the Peregrine Falcon.

The Peregrine Falcon turned on the main illuminator under Ye Qing’s instruction, and the satellite above was enhanced by imaging, so that the Peregrine Falcon’s track could be seen by the naked eye.

In the end, Yun Shi didn’t chant the poems, although she had poems in her name, she was also influenced by her father since she was a child, and she was familiar with numerous and Tang poems.

She was afraid that Ye Qing said she was hypocritical.

Yun Shi simply leaned in with the drunkenness and leaned aside looking at the screen curiously.

“Boss, in the Hollywood movies I watch, the protagonists just click on their mobile phones, and they can immediately use the satellite to see what car the opponent is driving and what clothes they are wearing. Why do our satellites look like a plane? Struggling…”

“Because you watched too many movies.” Ye Qing gave her a blank look.

If it were to change from the past, after Yun Shi was given a roll of eyes by his boss, he would definitely squat aside obediently. Now her eyes were blurred and her face flushed. It was obvious that she was slightly drunk, and she was not afraid of any boss at all.

Yun Shi made a playful face at Ye Qing.

“First of all, you have to understand the difference between communication satellites and reconnaissance satellites.” Ye Qing continued to look at the screen and said: “The reconnaissance satellites are all arranged in low-Earth orbit, where they are only two thousand kilometers away from the ground.”

“At such a low altitude, even with an astronomical telescope, you can see large targets on the ground.”

Ye Qing said, making two distance gestures with his hands, “Our satellite is a communications satellite, in a synchronous orbit, 36,000 kilometers from the ground.”

“The optical reconnaissance you saw is just an amateur function of this satellite. Do you now understand the power of our satellite?”

“We are going to launch a reconnaissance satellite in low-Earth orbit and make sure to watch whatever we want.”

“Then do we want to launch one too?” Yun Shi is yearning for the kind of technology in the movie.

Ye Qing refused to answer this question and lost a cell phone to her.

“Go to the lounge.”

“Boss, what am I going to… the lounge?” Yun Shi’s eyes were strange.

“3…2…” Ye Qing directly shouted the countdown, and the latter quickly disappeared from Ye Qing.

Ye Qing wants to make a call to test the sound quality of the satellite phone.

Skynet satellite is a professional network communication satellite, which can not only meet the network communication requirements of Banshee aircraft. Ye Qing also plans to equip all management personnel of the company with an internal satellite phone.

This is not about saving communication fees, but out of business confidentiality requirements.

Dianjing has very high attainments in wireless communication encryption technology. It would be a pity that this technology would not be transplanted to Skynet satellites and ground terminals.

…

In the dead of night, people’s thoughts will inevitably fly in disorder.

For example, Jiang Shuya, who is far away in Pengcheng City.

At ten o’clock in the night, Jiang Shuya usually had finished washing and got into the bed.

Today she is no exception. She just got into the bed, but Jiang Shuya couldn’t fall asleep. Her mind was full of the shadows of the previous few days.

Among those shadows, there is a diamond-shaped building straight into the sky, and there is the young president sitting in the office with a magnificent power. There is also a bionic hand that broke her knowledge of science and technology, making people wonder if it is a dreaming bionic hand.

Deep memory told her that everything she saw was real.

But why does Jiang Shuya always have the urge to take out the phone and check with Ye Qing several times?

At this point, he must have not slept…

Jiang Shuya fought the heavens and humans in her heart for several rounds, and finally lost. She clicked on WeChat and found the cartoon little monster’s profile picture that was set by her as her star friend and whose message was at the top.

“Are you asleep?”

Ye Qing replied after more than ten seconds, “Of course not, what’s the matter?”

“Are you busy?” Jiang Shuya felt that she was just talking awkwardly.

“Fortunately, now on the plane, flying towards Zhongyun.”

Jiang Shuya rubbed her face, her chatting style is not like this usually. She can always fit a lot of connotative expression packs in the chat very appropriately. The few Internet celebrity netizens she added always looked restless when they chatted with her, wishing to fly to Pengcheng right away.

At that time, she was full of witty remarks, chatting and laughing, unlike now it takes a long time to find a difference.

Jiang Shuya decided not to struggle anymore and asked the business directly.

“Boss, when can the second-generation bionic hand be delivered?” After the groundbreaking ceremony of the bionic hand test center yesterday, Jiang Shuya decided to change her name to Boss Ye Qing. This was the first time she called it, but the other party was probably very nervous and didn’t notice it at all.

“It’s only 13 days since the Europa Medical Federation will be held. At that time, our Mead Hospital will have to leave two days in advance. I’m afraid there is not enough time for preparation.”

“I’ll help you ask.” Ye Qing replied after a while, “it can be delivered tomorrow. I will let the technicians take the flight the next morning, and you will pick up the plane at that time.”

“correct.”

“Did you think of the name of the bionic hand?”

Jiang Shuya almost forgot without mentioning this, and she has been thinking about this question in her mind for the past two days.

But she didn’t think of a reason, but Su Yuhang, the first experiencer of the bionic hand, was very keen to name it.

“Good luck hands?”

“Lingbao hand?”

“Lingxu hand?”

“…”

Ye Qing was confused by these nouns that obviously had the taste of Secondary Two, so he hurriedly typed and said: “Dude, have you read too many novels about cultivating immortals?”

“This…this wasn’t me, it was Su Yuhang.” Jiang Shuya quickly explained. She didn’t know where these terms came from, but it felt very powerful when Su Yuhang shook her head and started muttering.

“Forget it, I can’t count on you.” Ye Qing said with a sigh, “Just call it Yuanshen Shou.”

“Strictly speaking, this kind of bionic hand is part of the soul suit that we and Tencent will launch soon.”

“Although the name sounds a bit second, the word [Yuan Shen] does not come from Xiuxian’s novels. This is a noun in the classics of Chinese medicine and Taoism, and Yuanshen is described by a special English vocabulary.”

“This term is indeed highly compatible with our products.”

Jiang Shuya hurriedly typed a string of “Good Good Good”.

The chat between Jiang Shuya and Ye Qing also stopped at this string of good words.

The next morning, Jiang Shuya arranged for a young nurse to pick up the plane from the airport.

She thought it would be a young technician with glasses and a dull personality. Unexpectedly, it was a little old man with a slightly humped shoulder and his eyes like to look up to the sky.

If he is still a teenager, Jiang Shuya might tactfully recommend him to come to the hospital for a free spinal orthopedic surgery.

Now Jiang Shuya decided to ignore him and concentrate on preparing the propaganda plan for the master of the soul.

The second generation of the bionic hand.

-Yuanshen hand.