After Jiang Yan Hai left, he sent Principal Zheng a message, explaining Professor Wu Min's situation. Only Principal Zheng could handle matters like this. Neither Jiang Yan Hai nor the staff around Professor Wu Min could do anything about it.
Once scientists entered that kind of state, Jiang Yan Hai had never witnessed it himself, but he had heard about it.
Otherwise, how could they have built an atomic bomb with abacuses back then? The scientists next door in the USA must have had their jaws drop. Are you people cheating? We use calculators, and you use abacuses?
Jiang Yan Hai did not need to worry about the rest. He only had to wait until tomorrow to submit the other program.
After returning to where he lived, Jiang Yan Hai prepared to sleep. Meanwhile, Black Hawk, who was in the same city, hesitated before picking up the phone and dialing the number left on the note.
When a disconnected-number tone came through the phone, Black Hawk fell silent.
He wanted to cry. He had spent two or three days thinking it over before finally making up his mind, only to be told that this number did not exist?
Black Hawk hung up and cursed Jiang Yan Hai a few times internally. Just as he was about to throw away the note he had kept, he stopped. There was nothing else written on it, and he could easily memorize the number, yet he had still held on to it.
But as he was about to toss the note, Black Hawk suddenly had an idea and took out his phone.
He had used the landline on his desk just now. His landline was a secure phone, and he was accustomed to using it whenever he made important calls.
When he entered that