As soon as Ding Yue heard Director Song Wankong on the phone saying there was good news, his nerves imdiately tensed up.
A mont later.
Ding Yue’s tense nerves relaxed a bit, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he asked, "Director Song, what’s the good news?"
If Ding Yue rembered correctly about the recent affairs of the School of Aeronautics and Astronautics, it should have been the collaboration between his own Feiyue Group’s graphene batteries and the Aerospace Bureau’s Zhu Rong Mars Rover.
Afterward, Ding Yue had asked the professors from the Xia Science Institution’s Solar Energy Research Institute to help him contact the Aerospace Bureau, as he wished to invite aerospace experts and professors from the bureau to his Mist City Arts and Science University.
Could it be that the good news is concerning this matter?
"Principal Ding, the Aerospace Bureau contacted our School of Aeronautics and Astronautics and said that several experts and professors from the Aerospace Bureau are willing to co to our school for inspection,"
said an excited Song Wankong.
Such an opportunity was of utmost importance for Song Wankong, the dean of the School of Aeronautics and Astronautics.
Because the future developnt of the School of Aeronautics and Astronautics depended on whether Principal Ding’s investnt was significant enough.
And if the experts and professors from the National Space Administration were to co, it would indeed be a huge boon.
"Oh?"
Upon hearing this, Ding Yue pondered and thought that it wasn’t unexpected.
Indeed, there was news from the National Space Administration. Ding Yue had always been waiting for news from the bureau, hoping that their experts and professors would co to his Mist City Arts and Science University’s School of Aeronautics and Astronautics.
It was unexpected that there were professors willing to co.
It seed the collaboration between Mist City Arts and Science University’s graphene batteries and the Xia Science Institution’s Solar Energy Research Institute had quite a significant impact.
"Principal Ding, Professor Qian Jianlin, Professor Zuo Tinghui, Professor Wang Shi, and others from the National Space Administration may soon co to our school for an inspection. Principal Ding, do we need to prepare in advance?"
Director Song Wankong still sounded thrilled.
"Professor Qian Jianlin? Professor Wang Shi?"
Ding Yue’s eyes widened when he heard these nas.
Good fellow!
Ding Yue had initially thought that the experts and professors coming from the National Space Administration might not be the top tier.
But he never expected!
That it would be exactly the top tier!
Professors like Qian Jianlin, Wang Shi, and Zuo Tinghui were the backbone of the National Space Administration, indeed the towering figures in the field of aerospace.
"Director Song, there’s no need for intentional preparation in advance. Just maintain the normal daily teaching activities of our School of Aeronautics and Astronautics,"
Ding Yue contemplated. Since the professors like Professor Qian were coming to visit the School of Aeronautics and Astronautics at Mist City Arts and Science University, there was no need for pretense.
Showing the most authentic side to the top professors from the National Space Administration was the most important thing.
When it ca to reception, Ding Yue naturally would instruct Huang, the head of the logistics departnt, to do the appropriate work.
"Alright, Principal Ding,"
said Director Song Wankong, understanding what Principal Ding ant.
"By the way, Director Song, is there a list for the delegation from the National Space Administration that is prepared to visit our school?"
Ding Yue asked eagerly.
If there was a list, they could make a good promotion. After all, having the big shots from the National Space Administration inspecting the aeronautics and astronautics academy at Mist City Arts and Science University would create a significant montum and greatly benefit the institution.
"Principal Ding, there’s no list sent over yet. The National Space Administration only contacted , saying that after preliminary discussions and research, Professor Qian and others are willing to visit our school,"
Director Song Wankong promptly replied.
"Alright, I understand. Director Song, as soon as you receive the confird list from the National Space Administration, rember to tell right away,"
Ding Yue instructed.
"Okay, Principal Ding,"
Having hung up the phone, Ding Yue felt very pleased.
Though he had already finished dinner, Ding Yue still went to the sweets counter at the Fifth Canteen and ordered a dessert to eat a bit more because when Ding Yue was in a good mood, he liked to eat sothing sweet.
"Principal Ding, it’s not good to eat dessert after dinner in the evening,"
muttered Wen Ruohan, the secretary following behind Ding Yue.
"Hahaha, I know, but I’m in a good mood." Ding Yue couldn’t help but laugh out loud, then walked toward the administrative area of the Fifth Canteen with his dessert in hand.
He planned to discuss with his mother the use of the 360-degree multi-functional dia screen at the Fifth Canteen. He wanted to use the large screen to broadcast TV dramas or other programs that students liked during al tis in the future.
"Where is Manager Zhang?"
Upon reaching the administrative area, Ding Yue saw a staff mber and asked where his mother, Zhang Yuping, was.
"Manager Zhang is over at the office," the staff mber replied.
"Thanks."
With that, Ding Yue headed to the office.
"Mom, tonight’s live broadcast of the ga was good," Ding Yue said with a smile as he entered the office and approached his mother, Zhang Yuping.
"Although I don’t quite understand these gas of yours, the people below suggested this, so I had Xiao Li and the others handle it. This big screen is really good. In the future, I’ll play the news broadcasts for the students during al tis, right?"
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