A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

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"Never harbor even the slightest illusions about the enemy!" Senior Brother Yun Gui's booming voice rang out from another room.

"Really?!"

With a rumble, the researchers who had been watching rushed towards computer number 2.

A moment later, a series of sounds like an old-fashioned air pump came from that office. Jiang Xia, who was calm and collected, was worried that those people had run out of oxygen and that he would have to go and rescue them later.

Um, how do you perform CPR?

Jiang Xia's ahoge (a stray hair on her head) was ruffled. She turned around and saw the Minister of the External Affairs Department looking very serious: "Kid, you didn't just make this to cheer me up, did you?"

"Tsk, if I wanted to make you happy, I could just play a couple of games of Go with you. Why make such a big fuss? Don't forget, Senior Brother Yungui is coming to your place to install it later. We'll find out if it's real or not soon enough!"

"Alright! I'll try again! You guys aren't allowed to talk! If there are no problems, I can really play a couple more rounds with you!"

The elderly man, seemingly oblivious to any offense, rolled up his sleeves and resumed his "one-finger typing" operation. It must be said, these elderly people are truly busy; even their rare little hobbies require them to steal moments from their hectic schedules.

Hmm? What if we didn't create an online version of the card and board game hall so that these elderly people could find their card and board game partners anytime and relax?

Jiang Xia's thoughts started to wander again...

After the old man typed a line, he stopped moving his arm.

"Boss, you need to press the Enter key. That's how you send it! The Enter key is a combination key, press these two..."

The old man grabbed Jiang Xia's eager hand, "Don't rush, you little rascal, behave yourself!"

Then he turned to his two secretaries and said, "Go over there, quietly!"

The secretaries behind him nodded, one of them strode over, while the other peered out from the doorway: "Boss, we're in position!"

Upon hearing what the secretary said, the head of the external department quickly pressed the combination key.

"Boss! Got it! There are words on the screen over here!"

"We must stand firmly united in..."

As soon as the old man's secretary read the long passage aloud, the audience erupted in applause.

The senior disciple from Yunnan and Guizhou rushed out of the room where computer number 2 was located, ignoring the old man sitting there, and grabbed Jiang Xia. With a forceful movement, he threw him into the air.

Upon seeing this, Old Wang was terrified. He stuck out his swollen buttocks, which looked like steamed buns, and reached out his hand, limping on his legs, to catch it.

Actually, there was no need for him to take it. The researchers, regardless of gender, all stretched out their hands, like gentle waves, passing Jiang Xia to the No. 2 computer, so that he could also see the miracle he had created.

Yes, it was a miracle.

Compared to those in the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications who were still somewhat clueless, those who had been immersed in computer research for many years naturally understood the significance of this kind of data communication.

This has opened the door to a new world!

After everyone calmed down a bit, Minister Wang of the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications clapped his hands sheepishly:

"Sorry, I don't quite understand. Since it's all over the phone line, all this typing is so much trouble; it's better to just pick up the phone and call our operator..."

"It should only take two sentences, but you've been dragging your feet for ages... It's such a long time..."

Well, if it's just about sending messages, that's not wrong. After all, it's a new thing, and no one would have thought about the "Internet of Everything," especially since our country hasn't developed to that extent in the future.

If you insist on talking about data chains or the benefits of data connectivity at this time, others won't understand or be aware of it!

So, ding ding ding...

Now the FTP transfer protocol is here!

Jiang Xia used commands to close the running TELnet program while simultaneously launching the FTP server.

Yes, modern transistor computers can't multitask; they have to finish one task before they can run the next.

"Brother Yungui, go to machine number 1 and follow my instructions. By the way, does machine number 1 store any plain text files?"

"Yes! The original DOS program you wrote earlier is inside. Hehe, there's a lot of stuff in there now, and we're still figuring out how to encrypt it..."

That's good. This second machine is still a blank slate, which is perfect for demonstrating FTP capabilities.

Jiang Xia was lazy and didn't modify the source code on the tape, so it still had a purely English interface. But this didn't stump Teacher Pei Shu and her colleagues, who had studied abroad.

"file transfer protocol?"

"File transfer!"

"Xiao Jiang, you...you signed two agreements?"

"Teacher Pei," who had been standing in the crowd, covered her mouth in surprise.

"Hey, Teacher Pei, you know about this?" Jiang Xia turned to her with a grin. He knew that Teacher Pei definitely knew about this thing, even if others didn't.

After all, this thing has been used in the Bald Eagle's semi-automatic ground-based air defense system for 50 years to connect terminals at different bases. And Professor Pei's partner—Professor Guo—is playing with this kind of system firing firecrackers, isn't he?

“Yes! I heard Lao Guo mention it briefly. He was quite frustrated at the time because he didn't understand how the system worked. I never expected you to…”

"Ha, there are many things you haven't considered! Just like we didn't expect that you and Professor Guo anonymously donated 30,000 US dollars to the Academy of Sciences..."

"What?! Thirty thousand US dollars!"

The researchers around looked at Professor Pei in surprise.

Seeing the researchers' surprised expressions, Jiang Xia shrugged. As expected, these older folks always thought their contributions were insignificant, and they all kept quiet about their deeds.

These seemingly insignificant details only come to light when curious descendants consult the archives.

But that was too late.

They're too shy to say, "Jiangxia is great!" Why not take advantage of this casual conversation to add a few positive comments about these lovely people?

"Teacher Pei is amazing!"

"Teacher Pei, your whole family is wonderful!"

A burly researcher squeezed next to Professor Pei, remained silent for a moment, and then bowed deeply.

"Teacher Pei, I'm so sorry! I'll deal with my useless thing when I get home, and I'll drag it to apologize to Xiaoqin tonight!"

The intense gaze burned into Teacher Pei's cheeks, making them flush red: "Oh, it's nothing. We're all comrades, it's alright, it's alright!"

"No! I don't want it." The man stubbornly bent over.

"Not only my child, but I also want to apologize to you. If I hadn't been complaining at home, the child wouldn't have acted that way." The man's face turned red, and he slapped himself twice across the face.

Hey, Jiang Xia glanced at that man. So reasonable, huh?

That's truly heartening...

Teacher Pei's situation should be more stable now! Little Dai Mao smugly thought. Hahaha, we're awesome! We subdue the enemy without a fight!

However, forget about apologizing on behalf of your child. Jiang Dong and "Teacher Qin" have already raided the entire compound.

If your kid is a troublemaker, he's probably been dealt with by Jiang Dong quite a bit...

Amidst the noise, the computer finally displayed the FTP server's interface.

Well, calling it a "visual interface" is just a common way of putting it; if a few command lines are considered a visual interface...

Wait, that's not right. I've logged into the FTP server, but what's the command to retrieve the file again?

Little Dumb Hair was a little confused. After all, in the future, a mouse could handle all operations. He was too engrossed in watching the drama unfold and couldn't quite recall the commands. But that was no big deal.

Ah~~ Hahaha...

Jiang Xia gave an awkward laugh, took out the notes that Jiang Qiu and the others had copied, and secretly put them under the table to look through while people were praising "Teacher Pei".

What did I get again?