1949 I am from the future

() The next day, at noon, Xiaoqiang was finally busy with the documents to be reviewed. He excused a business trip, arranged some future matters for Zhou Lan, and started preparing to travel through 1950 that night.

It is comfortable to have a capable assistant!After explaining to Zhou Lan, Xiaoqiang stretched comfortably in his south-facing office of more than 40 square meters.He was spinning leisurely in his big leather chair, basking in the sun.While enjoying the skyline of Beijing through the entire glass curtain wall. <A gift or something, I guess there is no Spring Festival Gala these days, I don’t know how the chairman and the others celebrate the New Year.

After thinking about it for a while, Xiaoqiang started to fiddle with the Internet, recharged himself as a paid member of Xiami Music Network, used the company's gigabit optical fiber to toss about member downloads for a while, and lay down in Changsha in the office with a fully filled mp3 Put your hair on, close your eyes and rest, waiting for the bloodletting operation at night.

Zhao Dayou, an investigator from the Military Intelligence Department, has not been idle for the past few days. He is a very dedicated and energetic veteran intelligence officer.Whether it is Africa, the Middle East, or even North America, he has left his footprints.

Zhao Dayou led a few scouts in the team, sneaked into the warehouse area rented by Xiaoqiang and installed a few cameras.Hey, don't you have an electronic jamming device?Zhao Dayou got a glimpse of it and learned a lot of wisdom. This time, he installed anti-jamming equipment.The outside of the equipment is wrapped with thick anti-radiation rubber and composite foil, and the inside of the box is also coated with anti-radiation rubber.In Lao Zhao's opinion, it should be safe this time, but the equipment is a bit heavy, Zhao Dayou and a group of scouts finally pretended to be porters who came to the warehouse to deliver goods, and found out the warehouse environment.So they smuggled in the equipment packed in several anti-electromagnetic radiation boxes overnight, and threw them on the high places of several piles of goods in the warehouse area. After debugging, everything was normal.So the investigators stayed in the cargo compartment of a surveillance truck parked not far from the warehouse, waiting for the magician to show up.

"I'd like to see how you, a great magician, do this trick of stealing the sky and changing the sun." Zhao Day held the earphone with one hand and fiddled with the remote control stick with the other, staring at the monitoring screen with both eyes, and said to himself language.

In the warehouse, several iron boxes were piled up on the top, and several cameras kept changing the angles following the joystick in Zhao Dayou's hand. It turned out that these iron-like boxes were facing the camera's shell It turned out to be a single-sided visible laminated glass sandwiched with a special anti-electromagnetic interference metal mesh material... That night, after Xiaoqiang showed his pass to the military police stationed outside the warehouse area, he came to the security department outside the warehouse and asked the newly hired After a few words from the security chief, he drove into the warehouse area.The security guards were instructed not to enter the warehouse area before dawn, and there was no need to contact Xiaoqiang. The chairman said that after walking around the warehouse area by himself, he would drive out from the south gate.

On the outskirts of Beidu tonight, there are a few lonely stars hanging in the sky, and the half-moon is dimly illuminating the earth far away. Under the faint moonlight, it feels that the surroundings are still pitch black, and the visual effect is not good.

The warehouse area is full of newly arrived materials, and the piles are full.But Xiaoqiang has heard that the Wujing has recently put the entire area around the reservoir area on alert, and there are mobile sentries at night.This is probably the reason why there are alarmed dogs nearby barking alertly from time to time.

Xiaoqiang began to lay out the blood sacrifice formation, he skillfully cut his fingers with the knife in his pocket, and let the blood drip from his fingertips drop by drop.Although Xiaoqiang is used to doing this, it still hurts like before every time. Fortunately, he has adapted to the twitching pain in his hand, and now he is a little bit familiar with this familiar pain. Resistance is gone.

He quickened his pace, spreading blood in every direction with ease.When the blood soul reminded him that the formation was completed, Xiaoqiang unhurriedly took out a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao powder from his pocket, sprinkled it on his wound without hesitation, and at the same time gave instructions to the blood soul: "Start the blood sacrifice! "

Zhao Dayou stared at the screen intently, and said in his mouth: "Evil, really evil..."

Xiao Yang, the investigator next to him, had already opened his squinting eyes to the maximum, scanning the other screens from time to time, and added, "Is this a bit like some kind of African cult ritual?"

Zhao Dayou gave him a blank look, and said to himself, what do you know, all African cults have come out, please be more scientific.

Suddenly, the image on the monitoring screen in the surveillance car began to shake, and the shaking became more and more violent, so that all the investigators who were staring at the screen in the surveillance car had a bad feeling. Sure enough, after the shaking ended, the blue screen appeared. ... Zhao Dayou let go of his clenched fists, and sat down in disappointment, sinking into the folding chair.

After completing the blood sacrifice, Xiaoqiang sat on the warrior driven by Wei Guo and rushed to the hospital, humming a joke in his mouth relaxedly: "I was originally that idle person in Wollongong..."

After Xiaoqiang went to the hospital for a blood transfusion, he went home directly.After saying hello to the big guys living in the courtyard, I went back to the house and slept until dawn.

Now that the handover has been programmed, he only needs to hand over the detailed material form to Wei Guo, and he doesn't have to worry about other things anymore.This is a rule recently set by Minister Li, which allows Xiaoqiang to save a lot of energy.

The next day, Xiaoqiang got up early and came to work at the secretariat on time.After the regular meeting, Xiaoqiang approached Secretary-General Yang Shangkun and proposed an idea: "Secretary Yang, the leader of Yang is going to condolences to the grassroots workers, and the others will have a reunion dinner at home. Do you have any ideas?" Come and listen to me."

Xiaoqiang tentatively asked, "Is there a gala or something?"

Secretary Yang asked suspiciously: "The gala? You mean... let's watch a show together or something?"

"I mean the program of the festival, offering a spiritual and cultural feast."

"Listen to the radio for New Year's Eve? Thanks to your imagination, there was a precedent for broadcasting programs in 1940, but basically it was broadcasting a news article, not a literary program. Later, with some conditions, it was generally just a play and a show." Songs or something. What's the matter, do you have any new ideas?"

Xiaoqiang smiled and said: "I think we can record and broadcast it. First, we will have a party and record it, and broadcast it on New Year's Eve, and accompany the people to spend the zero o'clock bell. Once it becomes a routine in the future, it will definitely be a great event." Good traditional show."

Secretary Yang leaned on the back of the chair and laughed, then leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Is there such a program there?"

Xiaoqiang said solemnly: "Not only do they exist, but they are also very popular." As he spoke, Xiaoqiang took out his mp3 and played a few songs.

Secretary Yang saw this mp3 and didn't know what it was for. With Xiaoqiang's help, he put on the earphones and looked at it carefully.The music in the earphones quickly drew his attention away from the mp3, and he was so intoxicated by the music that his eyes were moist.

Before he finished listening, the old man raised his head, took off the headset, picked up the phone and shook it, and said loudly, "Connect me to Zhongyang People's Broadcasting Station."

After the phone call, Secretary Yang turned his head and said: "Xiaoqiang, I will leave this matter to you to assist. If you need manpower, just tell me and I will send it to you. Now go to Zhongyang People's Broadcasting Station and talk to Director Li Qiang." Tell him what you think, let him listen to your little box, that song is so good, you can go back and talk to Director Li Qiang, and ask him if it can be made into a record release? I will call Zhongxuan Department Lu Ding A minister discussed it, and also, be careful not to disclose the source of the song to people outside the 491 engineering team.