A fortune invested, all for that 0.67 millionth of a second.
At this very mont.
Zhao Zhengguo stands at the main control console, his expression grave.
This ti last year, he also led a team for a decay detection experint.
At that ti, 570,000 decay cases were selected, but the angle distribution concluded with a maximum observable polarization of only 18%.
This was the standard of over four years ago internationally; the data held no reference value, belonging to an area of absolute delay.
Facing the massive equipnt then, Zhao Zhengguo felt as if his heart was bleeding.
He had been elected as an academician as early as 2013, reaching the pinnacle of his career, even winning a technological progress award.
Therefore, his heartache was not for other reasons, but genuinely feeling guilty about the enormous funds wasted.
Now, leading the team for another challenging detection, how could the pressure not be overwhelming?
However, at this mont.
It happened to start raining on the ground.
A few seconds later.
Clang——
Inside the analysis room not far away.
One of his students suddenly rushed out, wildly waving sheets in his hand, exclaiming excitedly:
"Director Zhao, there's a decay case with a polarization degree reaching 27%, the decay parater asurent for the Λ-hyperon is 0.770±0.005, and the antihyperon's decay parater is -0.752±0.009!!!"
"We reviewed the quantity using supercalculations three tis, our maximum polarization degree broke through 26%, world... first break!"
Amid the frenzy inside the laboratory.
Expanding the view a bit more outside.
Thousands of miles away at Jinling University.
Inside a sowhat cluttered rental room, a short-statured girl sits in front of a computer, refreshing the webpage repeatedly.
This is a chemistry paper she wrote with significant effort, submitted to a Tier 2 journal, which is relatively challenging for Xiaogao.
Today is the last day for the regular response, and there will be a result no matter what.
If this paper passes, she will have an opportunity to graduate with perfect grades, smoothing her path in life significantly.
As she refreshed the webpage, so slight noises suddenly reached her ears.
She got up, walked to the window, glanced up a few tis, and exclaid in surprise:
"It's raining....."
She watched the rain for a while before rembering what she was doing.
She hurried back to her seat and suddenly noticed that at so point, an email had landed in her inbox.
The girl tremblingly clicked open the email.
A mont later, a joyous cheer burst forth in the room:
"Oh yeah, Accepted!"
Once again, the view shifts.
Rongcheng.
Screech——
After a sharp screech of brakes,
two sedans dangerously parallel at a 90-degree angle, halted less than half a ter apart at the front.
A tall, thin young man quickly got out of the sedan going straight, vigorously beating the other's car window:
"Did you drive with your eyes open? Didn't you see the red light?"
The window of the right-hinged sedan rolled down, revealing a middle-aged man:
"Sun Thief, who the hell are you cursing? Want to try saying that again?"
"%￥#%....."
"ζηθυωŠÐΕΟΨ..."
After a verbal altercation.
The tall, thin young man, seeing more and more onlookers, blushed and a malicious thought crossed his mind:
He had just returned from the supermarket, and in his car was a new kitchen knife bought to replace a dull one....
Drip——
As the young man's evil thoughts surged, a few raindrops suddenly fell from the sky.
Raindrops trickled down his head and slid into his collar.
With the rain falling.
For so reason, the young man's anger inexplicably dissipated, leaving no trace of fury.
Taking a deep breath, he pointed to the wife and daughter in the middle-aged man's car and said:
"Brother, aren't you afraid of endangering your family by driving like this?"
The middle-aged man was taken aback upon hearing this, then glanced at his daughter curled up in the back seat.
He remained silent for a mont, then stomped his foot hard, apologetically slapping his own face:
"I'm sorry, brother, my daughter's sick, and in my haste... hey, how about I compensate you 200 bucks..."
"Forget it, forget it, no harm done, just be careful next ti. Smoke?"
"Thanks, thanks, I'll smoke mine..."
Soon after the middle-aged man and young man shook hands in reconciliation.
Further away, at Da Mao's Family.
The female director of foreign trade for the Rabbit clan, Pastoral Song, also reached out her hand to a foreign woman in front of her:
"Ms. Xiqin Kova, we have a pleasant cooperation."
Pastoral Song was sent to Da Mao's Family to negotiate a massive cross-national trade deal with significant implications.
Though the price offered t the rabbits' expectations, it was FOB, not CIF.
Pastoral Song negotiated repeatedly with the other side for several days, arguing her case both gently and firmly, but Da Mao wouldn't budge.
However, just as the rabbits were about to give up.
Da Mao's side suddenly agreed to Pastoral Song's request, promising to turn the FOB into CIF.
An hour later.
The agreent was signed.
Pastoral Song walked out of the eting room, her phone rang just in ti:
"Hello, this is Sugar, oh? It just rained at ho?"
As the drizzle ceased.
Across the ocean.
In a majestic building.
An elderly man, looking sowhat dazed, was delivering a speech. However, as he spoke, he suddenly paused slightly.
A mont later.
As the room began to fill with an increasingly foul odor, another female legislator couldn't help but furrow her brows:
"Did it happen again..."
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