On the other side.

Mo Du's villa.

Chen Zhuo casually closed the car door and glanced at another off-road vehicle with a military license plate parked at his doorstep.

He carried a military green shoulder bag in his hand and walked into the house.

Although Chen Zhuo has long been wealthy and free, he can afford any luxury handbag.

But I am still used to using the standard shoulder bag that my father gave me.

Well, the same style as father and son!

What is inside is the distant Jiaolong No.1 fishing rod sent by Yang Mi today.

"Mom, why is my dad free today? He's a rare guest, it's rare to come home," Chen Zhuo joked as he casually placed his shoulder bag on the sofa.

"You two are not of the same moral character, treating your home like a hotel every day. How could it be such a coincidence that you both went home today!" Chen Mama heard her son's voice and walked out of the kitchen.

"I joined a fishing activity in the magic city, not wanting to see my biological mother for a long time. I miss her so much. Come back and take a look. It's my dad, you should take care of him. He's so close to home, and he's not at home day by day, it's unbelievable!" Chen Zhuo lay leisurely on the sofa.

"On the contrary, Tiangang, stinky kid, your father rarely comes back. Hurry up and take a look."

Chen Zhuo was about to get up when his father Chen Guohua hurriedly went downstairs.

Continuing the phone while changing clothes.

"I won't eat anymore. There's a meeting in the laboratory about to start. Please help me prepare more clothes to change. I'll be staying in the laboratory for the next period of time." Chen Guohua hung up the phone, his brows furrowed.

The recent progress of the research group has been poor, which has made him feel very heavy.

He is the director of the Military Composite Materials Laboratory and the deputy leader of the carbon fiber composite material research group.

These days, I have been under immense pressure and busy. Today, I also took some time to go home and prepare for a long-term battle.

"And you, Chen Zhuo, are not doing well day by day. I am busy with work and don't have time to take care of you. In the second half of the year, if you are still alone, don't go home." Chen Guohua turned to Chen Zhuo and said sternly.

Upon hearing the urging for marriage, Chen Zhuo's head grew bigger and he didn't bother to say hello to Chen Guohua. He quickly urinated and fled the scene.

"Can you help me put the things in the car first? Where did you put the file I brought back last time?"

"When did I move your files? It's not like you left them in the study and waited on the two of you every day. I might as well go back to school to teach." Chen Ma complained, but still helped to tidy up her clothes.

"Old lady, it's a special period now. Let's understand. After this period of work, it will be fine. Oh, by the way, don't forget my bag." Chen Guohua walked into the study.

"How long does it take to have a meal, really?" Chen's mother murmured a few times, and after tidying up her clothes, she casually picked up the military green shoulder bag on the sofa.

Then, along with the changed clothes, they were placed in the trunk of Chen Guohua's off-road vehicle.

After using the restroom, Chen Zhuo came out and glanced at the empty living room. He didn't see the figures of his father and mother, and was ready to go upstairs for a lunch break.

But I found out that the backpack I had just brought back and casually placed on the sofa was missing!

The package contains the official Yang Mi's Faraway Jiaolong 1.

He searched around and finally found it next to the pot picking.

"Why did you leave my bag here?"

I saw a standard military green shoulder bag with the same style as before quietly placed next to the basin picking.

Chen Zhuo picked it up casually and then went upstairs.

There are still 5 minutes left until the meeting starts.

Chen Guohua rushed to the laboratory where the research team was located.

"You go on to the third round of testing, I'll go to the meeting first," Chen Guohua instructed the researcher.

Then we walked towards the conference room.

According to laboratory procedures, new product testing requires three different groups of researchers to conduct tests in order to form a formal written test report.

Chen Guohua had just left when Zhang Heping, the director of the Air Force Equipment Development Department, arrived at the back.

"Where's Lao Chen?" Zhang Heping asked.

"Team leader Chen has gone to the meeting," the researcher replied.

"To what extent has the experiment reached now?"

"Today is the last round of testing, and if the situation remains the same, the carbon fiber currently produced can only reach the T700 level," the researcher replied.

"Thank you all for your hard work. Let me continue working and take a look at the test report for this round!"

Then the researcher began the final round of testing.

"Ah, the task is heavy and the road is long!" Zhang Heping looked at the hardworking researcher.

He also knows that the efforts everyone has put in these days are sufficient for the usual T700 intensity.

But now the international situation is constantly changing, and Western countries, led by ugly countries, are eyeing China.

If one does not master their core fighter jet technology, there are huge risks to homeland security.

And carbon fiber is the most important point, as it cannot reach the T1000 level and still cannot improve the performance of the new generation of fighter jets.

And according to reliable information, the T1000 on Xiaotian's side has already completed mass production, and the laboratory has even surpassed the technology of T1100 and is about to go into mass production.

The next step is to apply carbon fiber technology to the aerospace industry.

"It's really a slow pace. If carbon fiber cannot break through, not only will the new generation of fighter jets be unable to be produced, but we will also fall behind in the next step of the aerospace competition."

At this moment, the exclamation of a researcher interrupted Zhang Heping's thoughts.

"What's going on? The strength completely exceeds T700, even reaching the standard of T1000."

"Director Zhang, take a look at this test report. It is the result of repeated testing without any error."

Zhang Heping carefully examined it, and the report showed that the new round of testing showed that the tensile strength and modulus far exceeded the T700 standard.

"It still needs to be Lao Chen. Do you have two brushes? Let's go to the conference room to give everyone a good news."

A group of people walked excitedly towards the conference room.