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Chapter 89 Jinghua: I will not let plagiarists profit

"Eight years." Ning Miao replied.

"Are there any manuscripts or AI chips that have been put into use?" Zhang Jinghua asked again.

Ning Miao seemed to understand something, and the slender fingers on the armrest tapped lightly, like a very regular rhythm, and also like a melody that urged death.

"The manuscript was thrown away by the servants as garbage a long time ago, and the chip...has it."

Zhang Jinghua breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and asked, "Which chip has it been put into production yet?"

"Ah, it's the first and second generation of Red Dragon, which were discontinued not long ago."

The Red Dragon AI chip has always been the golden signboard of the Red Dragon Group, and it has now been updated to the fourth generation.

The first and second generation chips have been phased out and are no longer produced.

Zhang Jinghua didn't think too much, but thought of the short-lived rumor a few days ago, and asked, "You know Chen Jin, and you sold this intellectual patent to Red Dragon?"

Ning Miao thought about it, so it might be considered.

So he replied obediently: "Yeah."

"Then it's easy to handle. It's like this. In the preliminary competition of the Northern Division of the National College Chip Competition, there is a master's team's entry project, which is very similar to the mixed probability calculation method you proposed."

"I checked, and one of the team members is the biological daughter of your adoptive parents, named Ning Yu."

"I heard Mr. Dong mention this theory, and I was very impressed, so I went to ask your teacher first."

"I'll call you after confirmation."

"When you came up with this theory back then, did you complete it alone without anyone's participation?" Zhang Jinghua asked again for confirmation.

When Ning Miao heard this, her chestnut lips curled up meaningfully: "Well, yes."

As she answered, she picked up her phone and checked Chen Jin's WeChat.

"You don't have to worry about this matter, study hard, if it is convenient, push Chen Jin's WeChat to me, and I will discuss with him how to deal with it."

"It will definitely not let the plagiarists benefit."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Zhang." Ning Miao thanked him politely and respectfully, and asked, "By the way, teacher, how is he? How's his spirit?"

Zhang Jinghua's expression paused, a trace of heavyness flashed in his eyes, but he said with a smile: "He is receiving the best treatment, and his appetite has improved a lot recently, so you don't have to worry, study hard in Nancheng and make more friends."

Ning Miao's fingers on the armrest suddenly stopped.

"Well, then I'm relieved." Her tone was the same as usual, but she changed the subject, "Uncle Zhang, I just wanted to call you, and I need to ask you something."

"You're welcome, just tell me." Zhang Jinghua said with a smile.

"I have a friend who is very talented in physics. This time, he got a perfect score of 200 in the preliminary physics competition. He is about to participate in the provincial semi-finals and needs to do experimental exercises."

"But he has a relatively introverted personality. I would like to ask you to help find a physics competition coach and give him one-on-one training. The expenses incurred will be counted on my head."

Zhang Jinghua agreed: "No problem, let me arrange this matter, but the fee is too outlandish, how can I let you pay it, don't mention any tuition fees, I will be angry."

Ning Miao smiled and said, "Thank you Uncle Zhang, I will send you his personal information and schedule."

……

10:30 in the evening.

Ning Miao walked out of the Red Dragon R&D Center together with Chen Jin again.

This time Ning Miao obediently wore a mask and hat, and loose clothes, looking indistinguishable from male and female.

When she walked out of the gate of the Red Dragon Group, she gave instructions as she walked: "There is no problem with the beta test of the first generation of Qinglong. The test team will write out the report as soon as possible, and then..."

Swish!Swish!Swish!
A convoy of luxury cars suddenly turned from far to near at the intersection ahead. The moment Ning Miao saw the convoy, she stopped and didn't speak again.

Chen Jin also turned his head to look over.

Seeing the extended Lincoln in the middle, with the family flag of the Tilling family fluttering in the wind, Chen Jin clenched his palms tightly, and deep veins appeared on the back of his hands.

He looked at Ning Miao with questioning eyes.

(End of this chapter)