A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

With the misunderstanding cleared up, the tense atmosphere in the room finally eased. The handwritten letter brought by the comrade in charge of the city's development was like a top-level pass, completely dispelling Jiang Xia and Wang Kui's last doubts.

Uh... if we don't consider Jiang Xia's resentment at losing that handwritten letter.

Wang Li's gaze had already been drawn to the computer on the table. He took the opportunity to walk over, first marveling at the physique of the second-generation Huang, then pointing to the scattered characters remaining on the screen and asking, "Comrade Jiang Xia, is this the data transmitted back from Geneva? Could we take a look? Even just the beginning would be fine."

“Of course, Chief Engineer Wang.” Jiang Xia nodded in agreement, then scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, “However, there’s a small problem: we can’t view the complete document directly on the screen right now.”

Seeing a hint of doubt in Wang Li's eyes, Jiang Xia quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand, it's not that I'm hiding anything, it's just that the technology isn't there yet. Our 'Big Yellow Second Generation' currently lacks memory-mapped I/O mechanisms and DMA direct memory access functionality. The data stream received from Geneva is written directly to the tape storage by the program, and there's no extra memory buffer to temporarily store the data and drive the display output."

Simply put, the data is 'hard-coded' into the tape and cannot be synchronously displayed on the screen.

He patted the tape drive next to him: "So, we adopted a compromise. The raw data stream bypasses the screen and goes directly through this high-speed parallel port..."

He pointed to a cable connector and said, “Records data onto magnetic tape in real time. Magnetic tape is a sequential storage medium. As long as the mechanical transmission is stable, data can be written continuously at a very high speed, which perfectly matches the output transmission rate. It’s like first quickly ‘writing’ your words onto the magnetic tape, and then ‘reading’ them out to read them slowly, or printing them out.”

"So, we can't see it now, and we can only print it out after the recording is finished?" Comrade Chuangcheng frowned again, glancing at the dot matrix printer that was slowly and methodically printing the text records of the IEC conference.

“Yes, Minister.” Jiang Xia nodded, somewhat helplessly. “Moreover, ‘Big Yellow II’ can only handle one main output task at a time. It can either receive data and store it on tape, or read data from the tape and print it, or print other documents like it is now. It can’t do them simultaneously. We have to wait until this conference record is finished before we can print the contents.”

"Deputy!" Comrade Chuangcheng corrected Jiang Xia's address once again.

Wow, it seems this person is really holding a grudge...

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Playing with cannon barrels was so much more comfortable. With just a command, the ground would shake. Unlike now, you can't even get into a room without being blocked.

Regardless of the reactions of the comrades involved in the city's creation campaign, Chief Engineer Wang Li showed great understanding and interest.

"So that's how it is! Serial storage, exclusive task scheduling... This is a bit like some of the single-loop control systems we have in steel plants. One furnace, one instrument site, focusing on doing one thing well, but switching is troublesome."

He sat down on the chair that Jiangxia had brought, adopting a posture of engaging in in-depth conversation.

"I heard from the city's creation campaign that you, at such a young age, have already developed the 'Big Yellow Generation'?"

"Hey, that was all just guesswork." Jiang Xia said shyly, "I found the parts and soldered them myself for the first generation. The circuit design and manufacturing process were substandard, and the stability was terrible. It's still sitting at home. But later I added a simple network interface and used it as an auxiliary storage device to store some less important files, so it was making the most of it."

Ok?

Making the most of resources? Is that even a reasonable way to put it?

Fortunately, Jiang Xia didn't say this in front of Da Huang, otherwise Da Huang, who had been implanted with some unknown program and was so tired that his tongue was almost sticking out, would definitely have given the silly boy a good scolding.

But Wang Li, the chief engineer who was unaware of the situation, suddenly burst into laughter: "Young people should have this drive to get things done. I was like that when I was young."

Souls with shared aspirations are always drawn to each other. Sure enough, Chief Engineer Wang Li found the young man increasingly pleasing to the eye and enthusiastically began recounting his own experiences:

"I am from Dongshan, Wuxian County. My father was engaged in industry in Changshu in his early years, running an electric light company and a printing press, which can be considered as doing something for the local area. Influenced by my family, I have been interested in technology since I was a child, and I even had a radio research club with my classmates in middle school."

I participated in patriotic movements in my early years. Later, I realized my direction, joined the organization, and went to Yan'an. The conditions back then were much tougher than when you're soldering computers now.

The lathes were old, materials were scarce, and blueprints had to be memorized, but the mission couldn't be delayed. We repaired guns for our troops, reloaded bullets, and even tried to build hand grenades and makeshift mortars…

We should proceed from reality, using whatever materials are available and doing whatever is most reliable.

After liberation, I followed the army to take over the weapons factories in Northeast China, and afterwards I worked in the weapons industry system!

Jiang Xia listened with genuine admiration and couldn't help but ask about his simple experience in military technology in his early years. The two hit it off as they talked, from early technical exploration to the current bottlenecks in industrial development, and they became close friends despite their age difference.

While Jiang Xia and Wang Li were having a lively conversation, the atmosphere was quite different in the conversation between Comrade Chuangcheng and Old Wang.

The comrade in charge of the city's development glanced at the badge-wearing soldiers still on guard outside the window, raised an eyebrow, and asked in a low voice, "Data is valuable, so it's right to increase security. But that commotion you just made..."

"Besides keeping an eye on us two uninvited guests, are you... waiting for some other 'wind' to blow?"

Wang Kui paused slightly, the hand holding the cigarette between his fingers, and looked up at his old leader. The comrade's gaze was calm, yet it revealed a sharp insight into the ways of the world.

Some things cannot be hidden from someone who has survived countless open and covert attacks.

"You've retired from the artillery, but those people in the navy haven't been idle either... Yesterday they even asked Jiang Xia to attend some kind of meeting."

Old Wang briefly described the recent events at the naval base.

"They're courting death! Hmph, I'll stay here and keep watch today! If they come, I'll give them a run for their money!"

These words made Old Wang shrink back.

Tsk tsk, if they don't take the lieutenant general's anger seriously, then let's change our identity and talk about the top dog of the artillery school.

If that doesn't work, his identity as a horse groom at Hongshan Military Horse Farm isn't out of the question...

"Uncle Qiu, there's no need to go to so much trouble. Aren't they just trying to intimidate us with the rules? Once they break in, we'll just throw these documents at them and that'll be the end of it!" Old Wang pointed to the travelogue on the table.

The comrade in charge of creating a civilized city picked up the travelogue, flipped through a couple of pages, and was immediately engrossed.

"Ah... so that's how such valuable data is obtained!"

"The idea is good, but this might not be enough!"

With a mischievous grin, the comrade carrying out the campaign to create a civilized city took out the handwritten letter from the gentle old man and placed it directly into the pile of printed copies.

"After this is finished, I'll put the smelting data in, hehehehe!"

Old Wang gave a thumbs up, and after the two big men grinned at each other for a while, the comrade carrying the city's creation team hooked a chair to the doorway, plopped down, and picked up the travelogue to read it with great interest.

"Add another charge of attacking a founding father, please. It's just labeling people, I'll fight them to the death!"