The Urban Dao Child.

Yang Dao walked inside the room holding a thick file. He smiled at the scientists gathered in the room and greeted them with a bow. He said, "Good afternoon, Seniors. I apologize for calling you all over so abruptly but there is something I would like to show you." 

With that said, he did not waste any time and passed over the file in his hand to the man sitting closest to him. He had prepared several sets of documents and also read them. He had good enough knowledge to say that this data was enough to make the world go to war in the shadows. 

He was paying attention to the behavior changes in the people as they read the document. He smirked as he saw the old people shivering slightly. The boy did not need his special pupil to see that the people were excited. He noted that when they started to look at the content of the documents their lips were twitching. They obviously did not expect this young man to be so capable. 

Then the disdain turned to shock, the data on record was indeed scary for them. They did not expect to find such theories and test directions mention in the content they randomly came to check. After a few moments, the shocked dilated pupil expanded and the breathing also picked up the pace. Calculation of the future of this data brought them infinite happiness. 

An old scientist took a deep breath and calmed down. He asked, "Sir, may I ask what is the source of this data?" 

Yang Dao shook his head and said, "Professor Spacey, it is not convenient for me to disclose that. Also, I would like to have you all sign a non-disclosure agreement before you can take this file back with you to study. Although I agree that this data is something that should be shared with the world but I ask you, would the other people also think of it the same way?" 

The scientists present here were all people screened and monitored by Feng Yun\'s shadow guard regularly. Their loyalty was in the right place and they were all genuinely pursued science. They all nodded. Professor Spacey said, "Give us some time to discuss?" 

Yang Dao nodded and said, "You can discuss but may I please take the set of documents?"

The people all nodded and handed over the documents. Professor Spacey asked, "Gents, what do you think?" 

Another old man spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, "If the data is checked out. We might be able to develop the product we need." 

Professor Spacey said, "I agree with Old Zhang. It might get it what we need." 

A few other experts also expressed their opinions. The project was to research an allotrope of carbon consisting of a single layer of atoms arranged in a two-dimensional nanostructure. The data provided to them stated a few facts that shocked them. 

It said that given as appropriate doping enables an in-plane conductivity of 100 MS/m for the graphene flakes with a flake size in the tens of micrometers, the macroscopic graphene can reach an electrical conductivity of up to 80 MS/m, with highly thermally conductive, exhibiting a thermal conductivity of ~4000 Wm−1 K−1.

As for the density of the graphene sheets? The density of graphene sheets can increase with increased stacking order and perfection. Perfectly stacked and aligned graphene sheets have a density close to that of crystalline graphite (2.267 g/cm3).

All they needed to do was to follow the few experiments and tests from the file Yang Dao showed them. They all could have their name written in history. The people exchanged a look and nodded resolutely. The scientists called Yang Dao back inside the room and asked, "Sir, when can we sign the nondisclosure agreement?"

The boy smiled and called in Mary. After the two parties discussed the terms and conditions they agreed to sign the document in the evening. This matter was handled by Mary herself. Because she knew what the importance of this agreement was. Yang Dao informed Feng Yun about the situation and asked her to arrange for the security of these people. The boy did not have any security force under himself and nor did he plan to. 

It was four in the evening when the press address was arranged and the place they were all asked to take a seat was the reception lobby. The security guards were all vigilant and the elevator was under a strict monitor. Two men in black suits guarded outside while one man was posted inside. These guards were all retired army veterans of special forces people.

The press reporters were gathered and were talking among each other. However, their eyes were all focused on the huge tiger painting on the wall of the area. They have never seen such good-quality art. One lady could not hold her curiosity and asked Debbie, "Excuse me, Miss. May I ask, who drew this sketch?"

Debbie replied, "This is the work of my boss, Yang Dao."

The reporter was shocked. She was dizzy, after recalling the info in her mind, that the artist is just 16 years and some months old. She did not expect this to be a deed that \'child\' commit. She immediately started to ask her cameramen and made a brief report about its in the secluded corner. 

The rest of the people were slow but they also made similar reports. Soon, an hour passed and Yang Dao walked out of the elevator in the corner wearing his casual attire. A sunny smile resting on his face. he waved at the reporters and walked forward to stand in front of the reception counter. The press all moved their focus to him and started to click pictures and ask questions. 

The boy raised his hands to gesture them to ease up. he smiled and said, "Hello everyone, long time no see. I thank you all for coming over on short notice. Actually, for the past couple of months, our company has been working hard to develop a very interesting product and today only did the results came out. So, please give me some leeway.

According to my general manager, Ms. Mary Olajire. I should have waited till the thing is finalized but I just could not hold on to my excitement. So today I called you over to introduce to you a new member of our Dao Product Line. Neo."