nostalgic era

Chapter 223
Jiang Deming inspected and found that Xu Huizhen managed it pretty well, at least much better than him.

This is not going out, Xu Hui is really used to doing business, and has some management experience.

Before Jiang Deming left, he deliberately told her some of his experience in later generations. With the combination of the two, Xu Hui's management experience is really increasing.

Chen Xueru who stayed in Hong Kong City is not bad, but the completely different environments of the two may result in completely different business philosophy.

It's not a big problem, as long as they can manage the company well.

After inspecting Rice Technology, Jiang Deming brought Xu Zheng to a bungalow next to Jingdong R&D Institute.

There are a few young people in overalls who are assembling the machine, and there are a few foreigners behind them, giving pointers from time to time.

Professional things naturally need professional people to do it, so Jiang Deming specially asked for a few computer professional technicians from the special building in Zhongguancun.

Let them learn from the few foreigners who came back from their flickering. When they learn their skills, they can start to develop their own instruction set compatible computers.

After these foreigners found out that they were taken to the capital, they had already given up their desire to return to Ugly Country.

Thanks to Ugly Country's uglification of Hua Country for many years, Hua Country is a very terrifying existence in the hearts of many Ugly Country people.

After they really came to Huaguo, these foreigners were shocked to find that Huaguo people are quite easy to get along with. Except that the living facilities and some technology are backward, they feel even more comfortable than living in Ugly Country.

Among other things, Huaguo cuisine alone is a temptation they cannot resist.

The different geographical environments and customs of various countries have created completely different geographical environments.

But Huaguo can be said to be all-inclusive, with all kinds of tastes.

Especially the capital city, as the capital, basically gathers delicacies from all over the country.

It was only the first day of their arrival, and these foreign experts could not hold on anymore.

In addition, these people who jumped out of Jiang Deming are all talents who can talk and come to things.

It is natural to give these foreigners all the praises.

Then these foreigners discovered to their astonishment that these Chinese people were unexpectedly smart, and they also knew how to infer other cases from one instance.

This discovery made them a little panicked. If this continues, the knowledge in their minds will soon be emptied, and then they will become useless waste?

But let them hide their clumsiness and lack the courage. Although Ugly Country has done a good job in patriotic education, it is easier to become corrupt. Under the attack of sugar-coated bullets, they have no way to resist.

Jiang Deming was very satisfied watching this scene. The only pity was that he didn't get a few experts in chip design back.

I can only wait for the next opportunity to see if I can dig some more talents from IBM.

But after this incident, it might not be so easy to ask someone from there again.

Next, Jiang Deming simply participated in the assembly team. He still had a lot of knowledge about ibm360 in his mind, so he could solve some problems smoothly during the assembly process.

If there is no accident, this computer that has been donated to relevant institutions will be more perfect than Ugly's.

He worked until evening before Jiang Deming came out of the workshop.

As for the staff and foreigners, they can only stay inside until the task is completed. This is also for the sake of confidentiality. Anyway, all kinds of supplies are available, and they will not be wronged if they live inside.

First, he went to Rice Technology to pick up Bai Ruoxue and Cheng Baozhu, and then stopped by to buy some things at the vegetable market.

Although there is a refrigerator at home to store food, Jiang Deming still prefers to eat fresh food. Except for some rare materials, he basically left all the food rewards for signing in in the warehouse in the port city.

Today is different from the past, and Jiang Deming must be vigilant. Now the biggest secret in him is the sign-in system. If it is revealed, it is very likely that a big battle will be set off.

What he has to do is to try to maintain his image as a genius inventor.

Just after returning to the courtyard, Jiang Deming heard a burst of crying from the middle courtyard, which sounded like Qin Huairu's voice.

Just as Jiang Deming was about to go back to the house, two figures came out from the middle courtyard.

"Jianggong, please wait a moment!"

Jiang Deming turned his head and saw Zhou Zhiming and another familiar police officer walking towards him.

"Officer Zhou, why are you here?"

Seeing Jiang Deming's surprised face, Zhou Zhiming smiled wryly, and explained: "Qin Huairu's son Jia Geng is missing, let's come here to see if there are any clues, Jiang Gong, do you have time? I want to chat with you a few words. "

Jiang Deming nodded, turned back to Bai Ruoxue and the others and said, "You go cook first, I'll talk to Police Officer Zhou."

Bai Ruoxue nodded, and walked in with Cheng Baozhu, leaving Xu Zheng to accompany Jiang Deming.

Jiang Deming said to Zhou Zhiming: "Officer Zhou, why don't you go into the room and talk?"

Zhou Zhiming shook his head and said, "No need, just a few words, Mr. Jiang, can you please recount what happened yesterday?"

"Okay!"

Jiang Deming didn't hide anything, and told Zhou Zhiming what happened last night one by one.

Zhou Zhiming frowned after hearing this. Although he felt that what Jiang Deming had done was inappropriate, when Jiang Deming took him to the room lent to the stick and walked around with several other vacant rooms, he was completely speechless.

The room that was borrowed by the stick has been ruined beyond recognition.

Compared with other intact ones, it is a world of difference.

Today's houses are rarely sold to the outside world. Old courtyards like this are far less popular than newly built bungalows.

As far as Jiang Deming's loss is concerned, it's not too much to ask Qin Huairu to compensate for a room.

The only thing that surprised Zhou Zhiming was that the lower limit of Qin Huairu's family was a bit beyond expectation.

Bad character is bad character, but the case that should be handled still has to be handled.

"I understand. If there is a need later, I will come to you again, please."

"Should be."

After Zhou Zhiming nodded, he left with his companions.

Looking at his leaving back, the corners of Jiang Deming's mouth curled up slightly.

The stick is gone?Although I had expected it yesterday when I heard that Qin Huairu went out to find someone.

It is somewhat surprising to hear this news now.

I don't know whether Qin Huairu will accept the lesson this time and discipline the three children more in the future.

Of course, it may also be more conniving.

These thoughts flashed through Jiang Deming's mind, and then he put them behind him. Whether the stick is missing or not has nothing to do with him.

……

In the gazebo of Gongzhufen, the little bastard and others gathered together again.

"Jiu'er, I heard that ballet tickets will be sold in the theater tomorrow, should we go and see?"

The little bastard touched his chin, and said: "I've only heard of ballet, a Western thing. It's good to see it, but I'm afraid it's not easy to get the ticket. Kui Yong, do you have a solution?"

The young man named Kui Yong smiled and said: "Jiu'er, based on your reputation as a little bastard, no one will let you go. When the time comes, you stand in front of that and report your name. No one will dare to talk to you." Rob."

The little bastard laughed when he heard this. Indeed, with his current reputation as a little bastard, no one would let him go.

While the two were talking, another young man stepped forward and whispered in the little bastard's ear, "Ninth Brother, that brat is following up again."

The little bastard turned his head, and he really saw the figure of the stick.

The boy stared at him with hatred on his face, gnashing his teeth, as if he wanted to rush up and bite him.

Who is the little bastard? He is the one who stabs people with a knife at the slightest disagreement.

Seeing the look in the stick's eyes, he immediately became angry, and said to his little friend, "Catch him!"

Kui Yong and the others rushed forward immediately, and Bang Geng turned around and wanted to run, but he couldn't run faster than Kui Yong and the others, and he was caught in two or three strokes.

The stick that was pressed to the ground struggled vigorously, shouting while struggling: "Let go of me, or I will kill you all!"

"Hey, you still kill us?"

Kui Yong and the others suddenly laughed, even if they were held down, they would not dare to speak harshly, otherwise it would not be called toughness, but courting death.

Especially when you meet someone like the little bastard, if you stand up in front of him, it is tantamount to provoking him.

Sure enough, the little bastard was immediately annoyed when he heard what the stick said.

He knelt down, patted the stick's face with a knife, and said, "Boy, who gave you the courage to shout in front of us?"

"Pooh!"

The stick spit on the little bastard's face, and the little bastard immediately became angry.

"Press him to death!"

After finishing speaking, the little bastard stood up, searched around, and finally found a piece of wood that was as thick as an arm.

After shaking it a few times, I felt that this thing was quite handy, so I said to Kui Yong and the others: "Press him to death!"

"Okay!" Kui Yong and the others responded one after another.

They have long disliked stick stems, what the hell!
After Kui Yong and the others pressed the stick to death, the little bastard raised the wooden stick high and threw it towards the stick's leg with all his might.

There was a click, and accompanied by the crisp sound of bone cracking, the scream of the stick also sounded.

After breaking the stick's left leg, the little bastard was still not satisfied, and then broke the other leg of the stick.

Unable to bear the pain, the stick immediately passed out.

The little bastard threw the wooden stick aside, looked at the twisted legs of the stick, and sneered disdainfully.

"Kui Yong, throw this kid back at the entrance of their alley, keep him and maybe have more ATMs in the future."

Kui Yong nodded when he heard the words, called two partners, and threw the stick on the bicycle.

Around twelve o'clock in the evening, a small figure was thrown at the entrance of the alley, which instantly caught the attention of the watchdog at the entrance of the nearby compound.

Wang Wang Wang barked.

The people in the yard were awakened by the barking of the dog, and cautiously poked their heads out from inside.

When he saw a person lying on the ground, he was startled for an instant, and hurried back to call for someone.

Not long after, a large group of people came out of the courtyard, holding various 'weapons' in their hands.

The man holding the oil lamp stepped forward lightly, followed the light, and finally saw the face of the man on the ground clearly.

"Hey, isn't this the stickler of Qin Huairu's family?"

"It seems that today, Widow Qin asked me if I saw him."

"Then do you want to carry him back to Qin Huairu?"

As soon as this remark came out, it was criticized by everyone.

"Are you stupid? Judging by the appearance of this bastard, it is obvious that he is injured. It is good to help. What if he is raped by Widow Qin? Which of you can afford it?"

The young man who proposed to carry her back to Qin Huairu shrank his head immediately. Who is Qin Huairu? There is no one in the whole alley who doesn't know her.

"Then what shall we do?"

"Don't touch this brat, just find someone to inform her."

"Then who will go?"

"Of course it's you!"

The last one who proposed to carry the person back to Qin Huairu was unanimously elected as the person to inform Qin Huairu.

Walking on the road, this young man slapped himself hard and told you to talk too much!
In the rolling mill compound, Qin Huairu was lying on the kang looking at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

Stick is her only son, and she will rely on her in the future. If something happens to her, what will she do in the future?
Just when Qin Huairu was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Qin Huairu, is Qin Huairu here?"

Rumbly, Qin Huai climbed down from the kang, and walked slowly to the door.

When I opened the door, there was a familiar face outside, but she couldn't name it.

"Qin Huairu, your son is lying on the side of the alley, he seems to be injured, you should hurry over and have a look!"

After finishing speaking, the young man turned around and left without waiting for Qin Huairu's reply, for fear that if he took a step too slowly, he would be relied upon.

When Qin Huairu heard this, she ran out without saying a word, and passed the young man who came to inform her in two or three strokes.

Running all the way to the entrance of the alley, the crowd who were watching immediately made way for her.

When Qin Huairu saw the miserable appearance of the stick, he almost fainted.

Fortunately, an aunt watching the fun supported her.

"Qin Huairu, you can't faint, what will your son do if you faint?"

The aunt's words reminded Qin Huairu that she could only pull herself together and asked the people around her for help: "Everyone in the neighborhood, can you do me a favor and help me carry the stick back?"

However, after she finished speaking, the people who had gathered together dispersed in a rush.

Qin Huairu was stunned, she never expected such a result.

I thought that as long as I sold myself badly, someone would definitely come forward to help.

What's wrong with everyone now?Is there really no sympathy at all?

Even the aunt who was supporting Qin Huairu was so frightened that she let go of Qin Huairu and took a few steps back.

"Ahem, Qin Huairu, I think your son is seriously injured, you'd better take him to the hospital as soon as possible."

Qin Huairu glanced at everyone present, and no one had the intention of stepping forward to help.

Qin Huairu's heart suddenly became cold.

After being silent for a while, she squatted down, gritted her teeth, picked up the stick, and walked towards the hospital step by step with heavy steps.

The neighbors behind her looked at her back, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, but that was all.

If you really want to go up and help, if Qin Huairu bites back, I'm afraid you won't be able to pay for it even if you go bankrupt.

(End of this chapter)