The civilian radio scientist explained his various research results to Lynch very seriously for the sake of the next research funding. He used a lot of technical terms that were difficult to understand, and Lynch could not understand them.
However, he did not care. He just wanted to listen. Then, he flipped through the various handwritten documents that some civilian radio scientists took out from their shabby bags.
Lynch was a very experienced person. He used to have many friends. One of them was the boss of a technology company. Once, when they were discussing business in the other party's office, they happened to meet the technical department who came to report on their work.
The two of them stopped talking and listened to the people from the technical department complete the report with words that even Lin Qi couldn't understand. This made him a little surprised.
Because he knew very well that this good friend of his was an uncultured person. He did not even finish primary school and was already wandering around. However, when he listened to his subordinate's report, his face was calm and he nodded from time to time.
It was as if … he could really understand.
In the subsequent conversation, Lynch learned some knowledge from the uncultured boss.
In the high-tech industry, money was not the most important thing. Of course, money was very important. The development of any technology could not be separated from money. However, for a boss, having money did not necessarily mean having everything.
People with technology sometimes had a bit of a temper, especially in the cutting-edge technology industry. There was no shortage of investors, and there was no shortage of places that were willing to recruit technology talents.
When communicating with these people, one had to be careful. One had to show a state of "I know what you're talking about". At the same time, one had to show an opinion of "I don't want to say anything now".
Do not let your subordinates look down on you. No matter from which aspect, this was also applicable to any industry.
In the technology industry, if subordinates looked down on their superiors, it meant that the subordinates would soon change jobs. There was no future in following a superior who was not as good as oneself in the rapidly developing technology field.
In industries outside of technology, one could not be looked down on by one's subordinates. This meant that these subordinates might turn around and betray their master. Capital and the people involved in capital operations were all evil, except for Mr. Lynch.
This was also the reason why Lynch was in such a state at this time. However, he was much more cultured than the uncultured boss. Occasionally, he would come up with some words to interrupt the civilian scientist's thoughts and make him fall into deep thought.
Of course, this was limited to dealing with these civilian scientists.
As for what to do next?
It was very simple. In this industry and outside of it, there was a group of people who were also highly skilled. However, they had no interest in science and technology. What they liked was money, more money!
Halfway through their conversation, the phone in the room rang.
Lynch put down the materials in his hand and raised his hand. "Wait a moment, I need to take a call."
He got up and walked to the corner of the room to pick up the phone. It was a call from Mr. Trumann. As soon as he picked it up, his voice came through the receiver. "Are you free?"
His voice sounded a little aggressive, as if he was throwing a tantrum, the kind that had nowhere to vent his anger.
Lynch immediately realized that this might have something to do with the rumors about Mr. Trumann that Carl had told him. He had sniped at those big financial groups, but he definitely wouldn't have it easy.
It was conceivable that he had caused those large consortiums to lose all their small and medium-sized projects. Would those people just swallow their anger without doing anything?
No, that's impossible. They must have a backup plan, and it's possible that the backup plan has already taken effect.
With this thought in mind, he immediately replied, "What happened?"
"I'm looking for you for a drink …" After a moment of silence, Mr. Trumann gave an answer that surprised Lynch a little.
While he agreed, he also asked a question. "Do you have anyone who knows military equipment technology?"
"Yes, why?"
Lynch told him about the matter here. Mr. Trumann immediately remembered the exposition they had attended together. In fact, up until now, the Federation held various expositions every year.
People liked to do these things, regardless of whether they were rich or not, as long as they were happy.
It was said that some expositions had evolved into a kind of happy paragon-like activity. For example, the bubble car race was the most obvious one.
In the Federation, some cities were built in hilly areas or on the edge of mountains. Some roads in such cities had a great difference in height between the two ends, so some people came up with some interesting projects.
They kept splashing soapy water on the ground, and then some participants sat in an inflatable "car" without wheels at the highest point of the road.
Each time, they rushed down from a high place in groups of three to five. Whoever crossed the line first would win.
This kind of "exposition" had become an interesting activity. In addition to the fun during the competition, it attracted the attention of the public.
The last time he and Lynch went to an exposition that was more like a garden party, Lynch said that he invested 10,000 yuan in a civilian scientist. He remembered this very clearly.
In Mr. Trueman's view, civilian scientists couldn't be called scientists. Whether it was their professional knowledge or the financial, material, and human resources they needed in the process of research, they couldn't compare to real research institutions. Therefore, their research results weren't that promising.
However, he still made some arrangements and arranged for a person from the military who specialized in this field to contact the civilian radio wave scientist that Lin Qi mentioned.
After hanging up the phone, Lynch returned to the sofa. The civilian radio scientist was about to say something, but Lynch waved his hand. He tidied up the materials on the table and said, "You don't have to worry. I just contacted the military people. They are very interested in your research, but you have to be able to convince them. Do you understand what I mean?"
The civilian radio scientist did not expect such a thing, and he suddenly became very excited.
If his research could be recognized by the military, he would have a chance to use it in the military field in the future. All his years of suffering would be worth it.
It would not be in vain for him to abandon his wife and spend his years in the mountains. He was so excited that his hands trembled a little. "Mr. Lynch … Mr. Lynch, I don't know what to say!"
He stretched out both hands and wanted to shake Lynch's hand, but he was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Lynch took the initiative to shake his hand.
Not long after, two cars stopped in front of Lin Qi's house one after another. Lin Qi also led the civilian radio wave scientists out to welcome them.
It had to be said that Mr. Trumann still had a lot of influence in the military. Under Lynch's introduction, two soldiers took over the civilian scientist's materials and invited him to the research base to talk about his invention.
In fact, the military had also been researching these things recently.
In the past, the concept of "reconnaissance" was limited to the acquisition of radio waves. If the enemy kept radio silence outside the visual range, or if there was high radio interference, the target outside the visual range would be completely lost.
The Federation's military was also constantly learning from experience. If they could lock onto the enemy outside the visual range and then launch an attack outside the visual range, they would be able to firmly grasp the initiative of the war.
The naval battle with Gaffra brought a lot of changes to the Federation's military. For example, they lacked the experience of large-scale group warfare, they lacked the experience of street fighting, they lacked the experience of attacking ports …
There was no way to make up for these things in a short period of time. The world was peaceful, and they couldn't just randomly attack anyone.
However, these problems couldn't be ignored just because of the current peace. Therefore, the military proposed to use technology and quantitative rules to make up for the shortcomings of the lack of experience.
This idea was quickly approved by the Congress. After all, the military wanted to increase military procurement and research and development funds. The first to benefit were the military conglomerates. As everyone knew, the military conglomerates occupied the majority of the seats in the Congress.
These members of Congress approved the military's plan, which was equivalent to obtaining a lot of benefits for themselves. They didn't want to offend anyone, so why should they refuse?
Well, it was also well-known that taxpayers weren't …
After watching the military leave with the civilian radio scientist, Lynch looked at Mr. Trumann sitting in the car. He pointed at his house and said, "Didn't you want to drink with us?"
Mr. Trumann shook his head and said, "Let's go outside!"
Lynch could see that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't think much and sat in the car.
Mr. Trumann started the car and asked, "Do you have a good place to go?"
Lynch gave him an address, and the two soon drove to the place that Lynch mentioned. However, Mr. Trumann, who was sitting in the car, looked at the luxurious decoration and the flashing neon sign with two red high heels on the door. He was speechless.
"This is the place you're looking for?"
He raised his voice slightly.
"A strip club?"
As he said that, he couldn't help but laugh. He turned off the car and pulled out the key. "Okay, let's go here."
The two turned a blind eye to the people who faintly surrounded them from other cars. Sometimes, when a person had something that others couldn't have, whether it was wealth, status, or power, they would definitely lose something.
It wasn't night yet, so the club wasn't fully open yet. However, the warm-up activities had already begun.
The two entered the club and exchanged some change from the front desk, mainly one, two, and five yuan notes. These were all exchanged by Lynch. He directly exchanged for one thousand yuan.
"Ever since I graduated from the military academy, I haven't been to these places …" Mr. Trumann stood in the hall and felt a little emotional. He took a deep breath.
The air was filled with a very strange smell. There was the smell of smoke, the smell of pure color, the smell of alcohol, and a trace of something that made people restless.
These things mixed together and floated in the air everywhere. Sometimes people would describe them as "filth", but sometimes people would call them "desire".