83: Chapter 83 Huang Yimei was beaten?

A trainee assistant engineer named Lu Wei, wearing thick-rimmed glasses, carried his laptop into Zhao Yang's office with an expression that said, "I'm just here to see what the fuss is about."

Zhao Yang didn't waste any words; he opened the tool he had written and let him try it out.

The moment Lu Wei sat down, his eyes widened.

The interface was beautiful, and it seemed like it could be used directly without needing a manual.

He turned to look at the handsome man beside him: "Brother, can I operate it?"

Zhao Yang smiled: "Feel free. But I suggest you go ahead and call your Chief Engineer over directly."

Lu Wei wasn't entirely a bookworm; he heard the dissatisfaction in the other man's voice and gave a sheepish laugh: "I'll try it out first."

He began operating it, importing a simple test case.

After one minute, his expression changed.

After three minutes, his hands began to tremble.

After five minutes, his face was practically pressed against the screen.

After ten minutes, he turned to look at Zhao Yang: "We really do need to call the Chief Engineer, but I don't have their number."

Zhao Yang smiled and picked up the desk phone to dial a number: "Xiao Lu, look up the technical lead for the Huada University 'panda' software project and bring their phone number to me."

Before long, Lu Yike jogged into the office: "Director Zhao, I found it. Here is the number."

"Good work." Zhao Yang gestured toward Lu Wei: "Give it to him. This is Lu Wei from Huada University; he's your namesake."

Lu Yike smiled slightly at Lu Wei: "Hello, this is the number for Engineer Wang, the technical lead for the Huada University 'panda' project."

Afterwards, she gave a slight nod to Zhao Yang: "Director Zhao, is there anything else?"

"You can go back to work."

Lu Yike nodded and turned to leave.

After she left, Lu Wei suddenly realized something: that young woman called Zhao Yang "Director"?

This handsome man who looked about the same age as him was actually a Director?

How old could he possibly be?

However, this sliver of doubt was quickly overshadowed by the shock brought on by the software.

He took out his phone and dialed the number.

Zhao Yang shook his head inwardly.

This young man, someone gives him a number, and he dares to call it.

And he's calling his boss's boss's boss.

A fresh college graduate, truly with such clear eyes.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

Lu Wei hurriedly said: "Chief Wang, I am Lu Wei from the 'panda' testing department. Our department head is Li Yugang."

"Oh, what does Xiao Li need me for?"

Lu Wei swallowed hard: "Chief Wang, Director Li sent me to the Third Institute to look at their design software. I've seen it on-site, and it's way better than 'panda'! Compared to this System, our 'panda' is practically dog shit— Hello! Hello!"

He held the phone in a daze, looking at Zhao Yang with some embarrassment.

"Chief Wang hung up."

Zhao Yang covered his forehead: "Mm, I saw. Let me catch my breath for a second."

A moment later, Zhao Yang looked up: "Don't worry, someone will call to yell at you in a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Wei's phone rang.

He quickly answered it: "Hello, Director Li..."

"Lu Wei! You f***ing..."

The corners of Lu Wei's mouth twitched, and he slowly moved the phone away from his ear.

After three minutes, the scolding finally stopped.

Lu Wei took a deep breath: "Director Li, you need to come here quickly. I work in testing; I know what good software is. This one from the Third Institute has solved problems we've never been able to fix. The interaction logic and timing logic are very clear, and the running speed is ten times ours. I ran..."

Zhao Yang listened as Lu Wei went into praise mode, feeling quite pleased.

This young man, though naive, knew his stuff.

His technical skills were solid enough.

It's just that his future at Huada University might be limited now.

Maybe... try to poach him?

To be in charge of this software and the technical liaison with Huada University?

Can't let such a natural workhorse slip away.

One hour later, the head of the testing department, Li Yugang, arrived.

Seeing Zhao Yang, Li Yugang was clearly taken aback.

At his level, he could be a deputy director of a laboratory at the Third Institute, but he was nearly forty.

How old was the person in front of him?

He must have powerful connections.

So, no matter what, he had to speak well of this software.

After some simple pleasantries, he began to test it.

Thirty minutes later, he stared at the interface, lost in thought.

Then he opened the original installation directory and began to carefully examine the files.

Zhao Yang laughed: "Director Li, stop looking. Foreign products don't use this logic, and they can't reach this level either."

Li Yugang's expression was a bit awkward: "Director Zhao, I realized it from the start, but I couldn't believe it."

"Whether you believe it or not, it doesn't stop you from calling Chief Wang, right?"

"I'll call right now." Li Yugang took out his phone and hurried out of the office.

Zhao Yang picked up the internal phone and dialed Director Gao Wenbo: "Director Gao, the Chief Engineer from Huada University will be coming over shortly, and their manager should be coming too. You'll need to step in."

"Alright. You predicted it again."

Zhao Yang hung up and leaned back in his chair.

Leave the stage to Director Gao Wenbo.

He is the Deputy Director of the Third Institute and holds the title of Director of the Laboratory; dealing with external units is his job.

Zhao Yang wouldn't overstep that boundary.

After multiple rounds of negotiations, both sides reached a mutually acceptable cooperation plan.

Taking advantage of this, the Third Institute and Huada University officially formed a strategic partnership.

The software, chip, and communication module products could, conservatively, bring millions, or even tens of millions, in profit to the Third Institute annually.

However, not much of this money would end up in Zhao Yang's hands.

He just added another small but significant achievement to his record with the organization.

Seemingly to commend Zhao Yang's contribution, the Third Institute gave him an opportunity to attend an academic conference in Hucheng.

It was called a conference, but it was actually a vacation.

The conference was held in a garden hotel in Hucheng, with free food and drinks, and writing a casual conference paper would earn a few hundred in royalties; it was purely a money-scattering ceremony held by the organizers to gild their own reputations.

If it were anywhere else, Zhao Yang wouldn't be very interested.

But it was Hucheng—the place where Rose was filming.

He had long promised Huang Yimei that he would visit her on set, and this time he could make the trip without having to ask for extra leave.

Hucheng was already picturesque, and the hotel's layout was even more ingenious, with a new view every three steps and a pavilion every five, and at the end of the corridor was a pool of clear water.

Zhao Yang didn't tell Huang Yimei that he had arrived in Hucheng, intending to give her a surprise.

But he never expected that just after arriving at the hotel and getting settled, he would receive a call from Meimei.

The sound on the other end was extremely noisy, and Meimei's words were intermittent.

Zhao Yang frowned: "Meimei, find a quiet place and say that again. What exactly happened?"

"Brother Yang! It's bad! Rose... Rose had a conflict with someone on the set... she's hurt... three ribs broken... arm fractured... she's in the hospital."

Zhao Yang's eyebrows stood up: "Which hospital?"

"Hucheng Bo'ai Hospital."

"Send me the room number. I'm coming over immediately."

"Okay Brother Yang, do you need me to book a flight for you?"

Zhao Yang said in a deep voice: "No need. I happen to be in Hucheng for a conference."

"Ah? That's great!"

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Yang took a deep breath. No wonder it was so noisy on the phone; she was at the hospital.

His expression was cold and stern—he hadn't used his Level 7 Unarmed Combat Technique in a long time.