stjorthotic Chapter 33 Was he really a vocational school graduate?
Chapter 33 Was he really a vocational school graduate?
Zhou Mengxue is gone.
Chen Weiguo breathed a sigh of relief; the girl's life had been saved.
He turned around, pushed his bicycle, and rode back to Daxing Hutong, soaking wet.
Persuading Professor Zheng was not a difficult task.
Professor Zheng is someone he knows best; he's a true talent enthusiast. As long as you have ability, he doesn't care about your background.
But what about the resistance from other people in the institute?
The incident involving Deputy Factory Director Liu served as a wake-up call for him; the issue of product composition wasn't something he could decide on his own.
But that's a story for another time.
The most important thing right now is to prepare for the defense.
Only if he holds a strong enough position in the institute and his words carry enough weight can he protect this girl.
Damn it, just thinking about those guys standing on the shore saying they deserved to die makes him angry.
A human life!
In your eyes, the word "class status" is not even as valuable?
……
It was already dark when I got home.
Chen Weihong was doing her homework in the room when she heard the door open. She looked up and was startled to see him completely soaked.
"Brother, what happened to you? Did you fall into the river?"
"It's nothing. I just saw a girl jump into the river on the way and went in to save her."
Chen Weiguo spoke casually, but Chen Weihong immediately jumped up from her stool.
"Quickly take off your wet clothes! I'll go get you some hot water! Don't catch a cold!"
Looking at her loud and boisterous manner, Chen Weiguo suddenly felt much better.
"Okay, okay, stop yelling."
He changed into dry clothes and his sister fed him two bowls of hot ginger soup before he recovered.
Although this girl is young, she is quite attentive to taking care of people.
Chen Weihong moved a small stool and sat opposite him. "Brother, how's the girl? Did you manage to rescue her?"
"They've been rescued."
"That's good, that's good. Why did she jump into the river?"
Chen Weiguo explained the general situation, including her bad family background, the discrimination she faced, and the fact that the research group didn't want her.
Chen Weihong's eyes reddened after hearing this.
"Brother, she's so pitiful. Before, our homeroom teacher kept urging me to go to the countryside, and I felt like the sky was falling. I cried half the night when I got home. She's been treated like that every day, how painful must it be for her... Brother, please help her. You're so capable, you can definitely help her."
"I know."
Chen Weiguo ruffled his sister's hair. "You should focus on your studies. You don't need to worry about these things. Now that I've pulled her out of the river, I'll see it through to the end."
Chen Weihong nodded vigorously.
The weekend passed quickly.
Chen Weiguo rested at home for a day and revised his speech again.
Early Monday morning, he rode his old bicycle back to the research institute.
Professor Zheng was reviewing documents in his office when he saw him push the door open and enter: "You're back? Is your speech ready?"
"Ready."
Chen Weiguo sat down opposite Professor Zheng. "Professor, there's something else I'd like to discuss with you."
He recounted Zhou Mengxue's story from beginning to end.
She was a sophomore in the Department of Mechanical Engineering at Tsinghua University. She ranked among the top three in the department and had made several small inventions. However, because no research group wanted her and she was often discriminated against, she was driven to jump into a river.
Professor Zheng took off his reading glasses and sighed.
"Our country's industry was already weak to begin with, and now that we finally have some promising talents with technical skills, they're being driven to the brink of suicide just because of their background. What kind of nonsense is this?"
Professor Zheng, a seasoned intellectual, usually speaks in a refined and scholarly manner, and it's rare for him to swear like that, which means he was truly angry.
"You want to bring her to the station?"
"Yes. I think if she's really capable, her background shouldn't be a barrier to her employment. The institute is short-staffed right now, and she's a genuine Tsinghua University student, so her foundation is definitely solid. Let her start with auxiliary work, and whether she stays depends entirely on her own abilities. I guarantee she won't cause any trouble."
Professor Zheng stared at him for a while, then couldn't help but laugh.
"You're still in training school yourself, and you're already trying to recruit people?"
He paused, then said, "Okay, I'll handle this. Have her bring over her academic transcript and design materials from Tsinghua University; I'll review them personally. If she's really as capable as you say, then we'll make an exception. As for her background, the institute has special quotas for that; I'll talk to the director."
"Thank you, Professor!"
"Don't thank me yet, we don't know if it will work out."
Professor Zheng waved his hand, "Let me see your speech first. The defense is the day after tomorrow. If you mess up, I won't care who you accept or reject."
Chen Weiguo took out his speech and placed it on the table.
Professor Zheng put on his reading glasses and read it word by word.
Half an hour later, he put down his manuscript.
"This level is enough to beat those experts."
Chen Weiguo felt a weight lifted from his heart.
The defense is going well, and so is Zhou Mengxue's situation.
We'll see what happens the day after tomorrow.
……
On the day of his defense, Chen Weiguo got up earlier than usual.
To be honest, he had never been on such a grand stage in his past and present lives combined.
Zhao Jishi, deputy chief engineer of the Equipment Department of the First Ministry of Machine Building; Meng Zhaofang, chief engineer of Yanjing Heavy Machinery Plant; Qian Lao from the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense; plus Professor Lin from the Department of Mechanical Engineering at Tsinghua University and his teacher, Professor Zheng.
Any one of these five experts is a top-tier figure in their respective fields.
If he can get through this hurdle today, Chen Weiguo's name will be firmly established in the industry.
If things go wrong...
Forget it, I won't think about it. It's unlikely that things will go wrong.
With the system in hand and so many days of preparation, if it still fails, he might as well find a block of tofu and kill himself.
When Chen Weiguo arrived at the small auditorium of the Department of Mechanical Engineering at Tsinghua University, he was taken aback.
The audience was packed with people, including not only the five experts, but also teachers and students from the Department of Mechanical Engineering at Tsinghua University, researchers from several departments of the institute, and even people who had come from other organizations to listen in.
The scale of the operation was more than twice as large as he had anticipated.
Xu Zhenbang sat on the side of the first row, with a notebook open in front of him, ready to take notes.
Professor Zheng, sitting next to him in the expert panel, nodded to him, meaning, "Stay calm, don't embarrass me."
Chen Weiguo took a deep breath and walked onto the podium.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
He took a piece of chalk out of his pocket, turned around, and wrote the first line of formula on the blackboard.
"Distinguished experts and teachers, the topic of my presentation today is 'Temperature Deformation Compensation and Vibration Modal Analysis of Precision Machine Tools - A Solution Based on the Digestion and Absorption of Swiss Precision Grinding Technology'."
The audience fell silent.
Chen Weiguo didn't bring any notes; he just stood there facing the blackboard, writing and speaking at the same time.
Start by deriving the differential equation for heat conduction.
Push to the spindle box thermal network model.
Then we proceed to the numerical calculation of thermal displacement.
Every step of the derivation was written on the blackboard, with formulas stacked line by line. The derivation process was so clear that it was as if a textbook had been printed directly on the blackboard.
He has thoroughly mastered everything the system provided.
It wasn't rote memorization; it was a genuine understanding of the logic behind it.
So when she speaks, she goes on and on without a single stumble.
The students in the audience were taking notes at first, but later they stopped writing and stared at him with their mouths open.
A bespectacled boy muttered to the person next to him, "Is this guy from a vocational high school continuing education class? He seems to explain things more clearly than my teacher!"
The person next to him didn't say anything, because he was also in a daze.