Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 797 Chapter 796 Lighting the lamp in the daytime
Ding Jianhui had not originally planned to eat here, but Tang Zhitong said that he would have to meet with the factory in the afternoon regarding the foot buckles, so he hesitated because this was a serious opportunity.

They had lunch in the canteen of the escort department. Tang Zhitong did not ask Ding Jianhui to pay for the food coupons: "Brother Hui, if I ask you to pay for the food coupons again when you come to my place, my mother will say that I am ignorant."

Having said that, Tang Zhitong did not bring local food coupons, so he had to buy the staple food on credit. He would give it to Master Gao when he arrived tomorrow.

In fact, he still had some national food coupons that he had saved before in his space, but as each national food coupon was used, one less would be needed. Tang Zhitong felt that it was a bit of a waste to use them here, so he didn't take them out.

While eating, Tang Zhitong embellished Gu Yong's situation and told Ding Jianhui:

"Gu Yong is my friend and one of the inventors of this anklet. Let's meet later and go to the factory together to coordinate.

Gu Yong’s wife is about to give birth, so he may not have the energy to take care of this side. I also have a lot of things to do later, so Brother Hui will have to contribute to the improvements and verifications after the connection.

Of course, we can't let Brother Hui worry about it in vain, this invention belongs to the three of us.

Is everything ok with Brother Hui?"

"Don't count me in. I didn't contribute much. I'm just grateful to be able to participate." After hearing this, Ding Jianhui hesitated. Although he was tempted, he couldn't say goodbye.

"Brother Hui, don't be polite. We are not outsiders. We will have to rely on you for testing and promotion in the power supply bureau and telephone bureau in the future. It's settled." Tang Zhitong acted as if he didn't hear Ding Jianhui's refusal and finalized the matter. Gu Yong could lead the team without any effort, so Ding Jianhui, who had made great efforts, could not be left behind.

"Okay! Then I won't be polite with you. In a while, our power system will have a skills competition, and I believe that the foot buckle will definitely shine in the competition!" Ding Jianhui finally couldn't resist Tang Zhitong's temptation and accepted the identity of "inventor". He really needed this title to get promoted.

At this point, he no longer blamed his mother for shamelessly scheming to get to know Tang Zhitong. This buddy is really someone you can get along with!
"What a coincidence! I was just worried that I had invented a piece of crap." It was like a pillow when I was sleepy. Tang Zhitong laughed. The foot buckle was a good thing, but its application range was limited, and he didn't know anyone in the power system. If he asked Ye Zhijuan to use her connections to promote it, then this invention would be somewhat unprofitable.

After dinner, the two did not rest. They wiped their mouths, packed up their things and went straight to the telephone office.

After meeting, Tang Zhitong introduced the two to each other first.

"Brother Yong, this is Ding Jianhui, my friend."

"This is Gu Yong. I'm Tieci, and I'm also one of the inventors of the foot buckle."

When introducing Gu Yong, Tang Zhitong even hooked Gu Yong's shoulder on purpose, as he had not informed Gu Yong in advance about his identity as the "inventor", fearing that the boy would be exposed because he was not able to adapt to his new identity.

Gu Yong was indeed surprised. He never thought that after just a few days of not seeing him, he had become the inventor of the foot buckle. However, in front of Ding Jianhui, he just looked at Tang Zhitong with a little surprise and didn't say much.

The next step was to connect with the factory. With the reputation of the Women's Federation and the fact that the factory might have also tasted the sweetness of earning foreign exchange, everything went smoothly.

After leaving Ding Jianhui to work like a slave in the factory to elaborate on the improvement suggestions and follow up, Tang Zhitong made the excuse that he had something else to do, took two pairs of foot straps and left the factory directly with Gu Yong.

Foot spikes are good things. Although they are not suitable for climbing electric poles, they can be used to cut pine cones from trees for Tanggang.

"What are you up to? Why do you give me the title of inventor?" Gu Yong asked impatiently after leaving the factory.

"Don't you want to improve? Foot buckle is a good title!

Ding Jianhui tried the device very carefully and made many practical and effective suggestions for improvement. The power system will also have a skills competition this month. As long as Ding Jianhui can achieve good results with the foot buckle, the foot buckle will definitely be taken seriously.

Although there are fewer people in the telephone bureau, the nature of the work is similar to that of the power supply bureau, and both require climbing up ladders.

With such a thing, wouldn't your image of being concerned about the personal safety of front-line telephone communication workers, and working hard to solve potential safety hazards for front-line workers and avoid losses for the country be established?
Do you think the telephone company should give you a commendation?

Isn’t this an opportunity for improvement?”

Facing Gu Yong, Tang Zhitong was very earnest in his words.

Gu Yong is a good person, but perhaps because his mind is focused on Liu Yue, he has always behaved in a way that is incompatible with his family environment when it comes to speculation.

"Hey~ You're right, that's true! But I'm not that good. I feel embarrassed by your praise." Gu Yong's eyes lit up, and he took Tang Zhitong's hand and said, "Look, I don't have much to thank you for. How about I teach you some experience in having children?"

"Go away, do you need me to impart my experience? I'm in good health and don't need to take medicine." Tang Zhitong shook his arms and shook Gu Yong's hand away, refusing to accept his kindness.

"Tsk, forget it." Gu Yongteng reached out, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep puff, held the cigarette in his mouth, pushed the bicycle, and walked forward with Tang Zhitong.

"Brother Yong, you said in the letter that the quantity needs to be reduced. When can it be implemented?" Tang Zhitong was still thinking about this. Zhang Xinping said the same thing a few days ago, but he also did not provide a specific date.

Tang Zhitong knew the date, but he still wanted to ask. As he had been involved in more and more things in the past two years, he wanted to determine whether the direction and speed of the flow of time would change because of him, a butterfly.

"It's hard to say." Gu Yong shook his head and said:
“My dad said there are several different voices in the city now.

Now that we have artificial rainfall, some people think that we can seize the time and do a few more artificial operations to make it rain, which will lead to a good harvest of grain. Since the city of Beijing is a window for displaying itself to the outside world, it is not appropriate to lower the quota for the time being.

Some people believe that it is becoming increasingly difficult to import grain, and that we must prepare for a rainy day to avoid panic caused by food shortages.

Some people are in favor of lowering the quantity with reservations, but the prerequisite is that the supply to key industries must be prioritized and industrial production must not be affected.

Some people are standing in the middle and waiting, thinking that it is right to prepare for a rainy day, it is also right to wait a little longer, it is right to ensure production, and it is not wrong to offend anyone by focusing on it. "

"Alas, it's already this time and we still can't reach an agreement." Tang Zhitong shook his head. He knew what had happened and what would happen in the future, but he didn't expect that this matter would be related to artificial rainfall.

"My dad said that if someone stood up and pushed forward against all objections, a plan to lower the quota could be put forward this month. If no one stood up and pushed forward against all objections, the earliest we would have to wait until July when the summer grain production statistics for various regions are released, and then decide whether to lower the quota based on the harvest situation."

Gu Yong kept saying "My dad said" left and right as he told Tang Zhitong all the information he had overheard.

"Wait a minute, what we say doesn't count." Tang Zhitong nodded. He not only agreed with what Grandpa Gu said, but also admired his analysis.

In fact, when the summer grain was stored in the warehouse and the data from all over the country were compiled, those who opposed the reduction of rations gave up their anger. The grain rations of almost all residents in the old city were reduced, ranging from two or three kilograms to four or five kilograms.

"It's a bit redundant. The situation outside is already very bleak..." Gu Yong lowered his voice and seemed a little mysterious when he said this. He told Tang Zhitong an incident that was interpreted by the London New Express as "dark and gloomy."

Actually, it’s nothing, just a guy from Sichuan and Chongqing holding a lantern next to the monument.

Tang Zhitong sighed. When some people are generous, others suffer. The people of Sichuan and Chongqing have passively borne too much. However, it is not the worst at the moment, because there will be another wave of grain to be transferred out.

"What happened next?" Tang Zhitong felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the man's motive for holding a lantern.

"He was arrested later, but he wasn't detained for long. After the higher-ups verified his situation, they relocated him to Guizhou Province." Gu Yong took a puff of cigarette, and the expression on his face clearly showed that he was quite satisfied with this outcome.

"That's good." Tang Zhitong nodded. This was a good and humane handling result. He hoped that the person who "complained to foreigners" would handle it in the same way. After all, the two incidents happened at a similar time and had a certain reference value.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. It's annoying. Let's talk about the child. This baby is so interesting. He can move in the belly, as if he can understand what adults say..." Gu Yong took the last puff of his cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt, and started talking about the child again. There was an unconcealable happiness on his face, and he also had the anticipation of becoming a father for the first time.

Tang Zhitong was a qualified listener, and he made some "hmm" and "haha" noises in response.

As for things like children, it’s fun during pregnancy and it’s okay under three years old. But once they start elementary school and have their own ideas, I believe that when Gu Yong thinks back on what he said today, he will probably want to take it back.

While Tang Zhitong was chatting happily, the guy named Qin was having a miserable time. He was racking his brains to figure out how to get what Maozi wanted.

The Chinese of the Maozi brothers who are stationed abroad is not bad. He did get in touch with the Maozi brother yesterday. After saying that he could provide valuable information, the Maozi brother acted like he had met an old friend and pulled him to a corner to check his identity.

After confirming that the man surnamed Qin worked in a scientific research unit and might really know something, Maozi brother stopped buying things and made an appointment with Qin in a remote corner with few people nearby. He asked Qin to walk there and wait, and he would drive over to pick him up later.

There is nothing that can be done about it. The store is located in Chaoyang and the people around are very sharp-eyed. If anyone dares to let Qin get into the car directly outside the store today, someone will definitely investigate later.

It is still uncertain how valuable the information from Qin is, and Maozi doesn't want to cause any more trouble.

After the man surnamed Qin left, Brother Maozi pretended to buy some things and then got in the car and prepared to leave.

This is because the driver is one of their own. If he was from the old city, they would not even dare to let the man named Qin wait there.

The man surnamed Qin got in the car and sat in the back seat. Five of the six windows on the front, back, left and right sides of the car were rolled up and all were covered with curtains.

As soon as the car started, Maozi started asking questions in the car, asking Qin what valuable information he had.

The man surnamed Qin had no intention of hiding it, but he stated his demands before he opened his mouth. He wanted to give him asylum, take care of his family, and give him money!

As for negotiating terms, the Russian guy is not stupid. He keeps saying things like friendship is indestructible and that he cannot bear to see Davari suffer and will definitely lend a helping hand, etc. But in fact, he is trying to trick people into believing in the information and will decide whether to agree or not after confirming the value of the information.

Qin believed it, got a car, and was about to get asylum. His life was at its peak!

He immediately spilled out everything he knew.

"Davaris, so you don't know the formula?" Although Qin talked about the magnetic properties of supermagnetism and pointed out that neodymium was included in the formula, these were just empty words and there was no physical evidence to confirm them.

"This... no." Under Brother Maozi's stare, the man surnamed Qin finally chose to tell the truth. Although he dared to be arrogant when facing his own people, he didn't dare to get angry when facing Brother Maozi.

He only knew that neodymium was included in the supermagnetic formula this time, because the precious metal lost from the storage room was neodymium. He also knew how much neodymium was used, but he didn't know the specific ratio. Who knew what Tang Zhitong had mixed in it?
"Did you bring the real thing?" Maozi brother continued to ask.

"This... I don't have it either." Qin's forehead began to sweat, and his heart was beating fast. Not to mention the actual object, he didn't even know the experimental process. The time Tang Zhitong did it was okay, but since then, the laboratory has been watched by people with guns, on duty 24 hours a day, and no outsiders can get in at all.

"Dawalishi, this is very difficult for us! Our friendship with your country is indestructible. Without physical proof, it will be difficult for us to agree to your request, do you understand?" Maozi brother began to turn his back on Qin and used "friendship" to force him into a corner.

"But you just agreed to it!" The man surnamed Qin understood and started to get anxious. What the hell is friendship being indestructible? Isn't this just using friendship to force me to steal the formula or the super magnetic object? If I don't agree, I'll tell my unit.

"No, no, no, you need to prove yourself. I'll give you three days. You either provide the formula or the actual thing, even if it's only a little bit. See you at the same time and place three days later. Bring it with you. We agree to all your conditions. If you don't show up, you will bear any consequences yourself." Brother Maozi didn't bother to talk nonsense with the guy named Qin. He patted the driver's seat and gestured.

The driver understood immediately, drove around, stopped the car in a place with few people, dragged Qin out of the car, and drove away, leaving Qin in a mess in the wind...

Brother Maozi actually didn't dare to do anything to the guy named Qin, so he was just trying to scare him. If he really informed the relevant departments, wouldn't that be really making it look like he was trying to cover up his own fault?

In recent times, the material conditions in Sijiu City have declined. Occasionally, there are people who want to change their living environment through them, but it is rare to find someone like Qin with blank teeth.

After returning to the base, although Maozige did not get the formula or the actual product, he still sent a secret telegram to the country, requesting verification of the specific use and practical value of the magnet with a certain magnetic force.

I didn't dare to make the phone call because there were no satellite calls at the moment and all calls had to be transferred, which could lead to a high probability of information leakage.

(End of this chapter)