Out of trust in the seniors in the scientific research community, Li Mo asked Xia Qing, who was also confused, to post a recruitment information on the Internet: Position: Director of the Department of Mozi Technology Qiwen Laboratory, Salary: Interview, Requirements: Interview.

..Interview...In short, everything must be interviewed.

I originally thought that no one would apply for this position, but I didn’t expect that less than half a day after the recruitment was issued, an old man named Wu found Mozi Technology Experiment.

Looking at this gray-haired old man who was nearly fifty years old, Li Mo's first reaction was to ask him to leave immediately. This man was obviously past the retirement age, what a joke.

But the old man's short words made him change his mind immediately.

At that time, Wu Wenhua stroked his non-existent beard, squinted his small eyes, and said, "Lao Fang is my biological brother."

"Lao Fang?"

"The old coffin in the basement of Yan University Library."

"Didn't he tell you stories several times?"

There was a bit of cunning in Wu Tiehua's eyes.

Li Mo was shocked. He had never told anyone about the Inspirer. How did he learn about Wu's story.

Moreover, one is named Wu and the other is named Fang.

How could they be brothers?

Li Mo's eyes revealed a suspicious look.

Wu Huaguo fished out a yellowed photo from the old-fashioned cloth bag he carried with him.

In the photo, two teenagers wearing good-quality shirts cuddled next to a tall, thin young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The young man had an obvious double-shaped scar on his forehead.

The young man stared straight ahead with an expressionless face, without the joy that a "family portrait" should have.

Behind the three of them, there was a woman standing.

Unfortunately, because the photo is too old, the woman's appearance can no longer be clearly seen. However, judging from her figure and cheongsam dress, she must be a stunning beauty.

"The one on the left is me, and the one on the right is Lao Fang." Wu Tiehua came over and nodded with his finger.

Li Mo took a closer look and saw that they looked a bit similar, but...

"Why do you have different last names?"

"My last name is after my father, and Fang's last name is after my mother." Wu Tiehua's answer was simple and clear.

"The woman behind you?"

The smile on Wu Tiehua's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and was replaced by a kind of disgust that could not be hidden.

"I don't know this wild woman."

Wild woman? Is she a mistress?

There seems to be a complicated story hidden in this old photo.

However, Li Mo was not interested in such nonsense. He pointed at the young man with the double-shaped scar "printed" on his forehead, "Is he your father?"

Somehow, even though it was just a photo, Li Mo always felt that this young man was strange, but he couldn't tell the specifics.

"he...."

"So he is." Wu Tiehua had a strange look on his face.

That's right...

Can such a thing be vague?

However, Li Mo was more interested in the young man in the photo than in the complicated relationship between them.

"What's his name?"

Wu Wenhua said impatiently: "His name is Wu Tian, ​​and he died 800 years ago."

"Am I hired?"

Wu Tian, ​​such a domineering name, Li Mo kept this name secretly in his heart.

"Mr. Wu Story, you have been hired. Welcome to join Mozi Technology Laboratory."

In fact, Li Mo originally wanted to invite Teacher Fang to join Mozi Technology to inspire the wisdom of the experimenters, but Teacher Fang had a soft spot for the basement of Yanda.

After being rejected several times, I had no choice but to give up.

Maybe Wu's ability to inspire wisdom through stories is higher than that of his younger brother?

However, the role of an inspirer is difficult to verify using conventional means. Should Wu tell a story?

Moreover, Li Mo always felt that the young man in the photo was a bit strange, but according to Wu Huan's age, the young man had long since turned into a pile of loess.

Then it might be the best choice for his son to stay in the laboratory.

Based on the principle of rather killing the wrong person than letting go.

Li Mo officially hired Wu Shitiao as the director of the Qiwen Laboratory, with a monthly salary of 20,000, and he will be in charge of the library on the 2nd floor of Building B in the South District and a big yellow dog.

This big yellow dog was brought by Wu Shihua himself. Originally, according to the laboratory regulations, pets were not allowed to be brought to work.

However, Wu Tiehua wiped away his tears, took out a piece of white silk, and hung it at the entrance of the laboratory.

The young men in charge of security were shocked and hurriedly reported to Brother Hai.

The final result of the incident is that Wu Huanhua must be responsible for all matters related to the big yellow dog, such as dog hair, dog poop and so on.

And 10,000 yuan was deducted from his salary every month as food expenses for the big yellow dog.

I originally thought that the "stingy" Wu Wenhua would not agree to deduct half of his salary, but he didn't expect that he walked into the strange laboratory with his big yellow dog without hesitation.

What happened next proved that Li Mo was still wrong.

As the director of the Anecdotal Laboratory, Wu Wenhua's daily job is to read stories, read various stories, read stories from various countries, and take his big yellow dog for a walk.

I spend 10,000 yuan a month to raise an old man who reads storybooks, and a big yellow dog that only eats beef tendon...

Now Wu Hutiao's mentally retarded performance at the meeting made Li Mo suspect that he had colluded with Mr. Wu to come to Mozi Technology for retirement.

"Wu Story, Mr. Wu, all surnamed Wu..."

Thinking of this, his eyes became even sharper.

Seeing that his expression was not kind, Wu Tiehua put away his usual playful smile and said, "If you don't want to become an immortal, you won't be a cultivator. Why are you so angry?"

The atmosphere in the conference room also became lively due to Wu's story.

Li Mo decided to reveal the answer directly, pointing to the circle and arrow and said: "The next project of our Mozi Science and Technology Laboratory is to build a rocket and then successfully send a satellite into space!"

During self-study time, students are having intense exchanges in the classroom and competing for the title of winner.

Noise filled the entire classroom.

At this time, the head teacher suddenly opened the door and walked in.

what happens?

Silence!

The originally lively atmosphere in the conference room suddenly solidified as the answer to the mystery was revealed.

These scientists from famous universities such as Yanda, Qingda University, Harvard, Stanford, etc. are looking at their bosses with "strange" eyes.

It seems that this is a whimsical project.

In their view, if the laboratory decides to enter the entertainment industry and make a few big-budget movies, it sounds more reliable than building a rocket.

Because the space launch vehicle project is a standard "loss-making" project for a private laboratory.

The cost is huge, the risks are high, and the economic and scientific benefits are small.

The basic principle of rockets is very simple. The rocket flight process follows the law of conservation of momentum. That is to say, when the rocket is flying, the propellant is burned in the engine combustion chamber to produce a large amount of high-pressure gas in the opposite direction of the rocket's flight, so as to obtain a large amount of energy.

Momentum, thereby obtaining a huge forward speed.

When the speed exceeds the first cosmic speed, which is 7.9 km/s, the rocket can fly around the earth without relying on its own energy, that is, gravity provides all the centripetal force. At this time, the rocket does not break away from the earth, and gravity still binds the rocket.

According to this principle, you only need to use enough gunpowder to create a super "firecracker", which is a rocket. In fact, such super "firecrackers" did appear in ancient China, but they did not reach the first cosmic speed.
Chapter completed!