Ma Xiaoquan smashed the bar and said: "The resources and talents in Phoenix City are far inferior to those in the capital. If you leave, many researchers will definitely not follow you, right?"
"Yeah~" Zhao Minglan let go of his hand and murmured, "The capital must be good. Everything is available here. What does Phoenix City have? We can't keep up with the resources and there aren't many people. Haven't you noticed that I'm the only one?
Is the person back?"
Only after Zhao Minglan reminded Ma Xiaoquan did he notice.
Zhao Minglan sighed: "All the classmates who followed me wanted to stay in the capital, so they all resigned from the teacher and were transferred to other teachers to do research. Now, besides me, there is another teacher beside me.
Yang Lei."
Yang Lei is Zhao Haitang's half-brother. Ma Xiaoquan's main purpose of coming to the capital this time is also to get Yang Lei back.
Now it seems that with the cancellation of Zhuoyi Laboratory in the capital, Yang Lei has to go back with him. Well, this is not bad. It can be regarded as completing the task assigned by Zhao Jianshe.
"Is it so miserable? Does that mean the new Zhuoyi Laboratory only has our Phoenix City team?"
"Yes, but the teacher said, because we are cooperating with a certain foreign institution on research, I have met that old professor, his name is Edward, um, he speaks Chinese very well... Professor Edward said, they also sent
People came to help us cultivate talents. But the teacher said that what belongs to others is always other people’s, so Yang Lei and I should get started as soon as possible, and we will cultivate our own talents later."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded.
Decades later, Wanzhuo Laboratory in Phoenix City was transformed into a pharmaceutical company. My aunt was the chairman of the board, and the person in charge of the company was Zhao Minglan. As for Yang Lei, I seemed to have never heard of it again. Of course, this is all in the future.
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"By the way, you have been in the capital for a long time, right? I heard that you came to let Yang Lei go back. Now that it's fine, let's go back together?" Zhao Minglan suggested.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "I still have some things to do here. You go back first, and I will go back later."
"What's going on? It's so mysterious." Zhao Minglan muttered, "Isn't your girlfriend named Yue Ting looking for you?"
Ma Xiaoquan said humbly: "Yes, you came to see me, I have to meet you, right?"
"Hey~~" Although Zhao Minglan was jealous in her heart, she couldn't object openly, "Forget it, I don't care about you, I'm going to clean up. I'll leave today, huh, so that you can't see me."
Ma Xiaoquan sighed: "Would you like to help you clean up?"
Zhao Minglan was not polite: "Of course I want it, Ma Liu~"
...
Zhao Minglan took the evening train, and it was already past ten o'clock when we saw her off.
After being quarreled by Zhao Minglan all afternoon, Ma Xiaoquan felt a little tired. After leaving the station, he wanted to go back and take a rest as soon as possible.
In the 1980s, unlike now, there were taxis and buses at ten o'clock in the evening. When Ma Xiaoquan left the station, a cool breeze hit his face and made him sneeze.
Except for a few street lights near the station, it was pitch black in the distance.
"I'm careless~" Ma Xiaoquan slapped his head. Xindao Station is not close to the courtyard house. It would take two or three hours to walk. It's a cold day and there aren't many street lights. I'm really careless.
Just when Ma Xiaoquan was hesitating whether to walk back or jog back, a yellow light suddenly shot from not far away.
I squinted my eyes and saw a car driving slowly in front of me.
In the 1980s, having a car was a sign of status, and cars were basically owned by the public.
Ma Xiaoquan thought he was here to see someone off, so he subconsciously took a few steps away.
After the car approached, he could see clearly through the dim street lights that it was an old-fashioned black car, probably made in the Soviet Union, and had no license plate number.
With a "bang" sound, the car door opened in front of Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan exclaimed, and subconsciously took a few steps away. Unexpectedly, a deep male voice came from the car: "Get in the car."
"Ah?" Ma Xiaoquan pointed to himself and asked the people in the car, "Are you talking to me?"
The man in the car said angrily: "You are the only one outside the car these days. If I don't talk to you, who will I talk to?"
"I don't know you, so I won't go!"
As soon as Ma Xiaoquan finished speaking, two soldiers got out of the front row of the car. They both lifted up their clothes and flashed two pistols.
Ma Xiaoquan raised his hands: "Okay, I'll get in the car. Let's get in the bus, right?" As he said that, he lowered his head and got into the back seat of the car.
There was a young man sitting on the right side of the back row. He looked to be in his thirties. Seeing Ma Xiaoquan get in, the man subconsciously moved to the right.
"Where are we going?" Ma Xiaoquan asked the young man.
"You'll know when you go there~"
Ma Xiaoquan snorted and murmured: "I didn't expect you guys to be so quick and not abide by the agreement."
The young man was stunned and said, "You know it's us?"
Ma Xiaoquan spread his hands: "I asked Ma Liefeng to give me a letter, and then he changed his plan and came to see me. You are really anxious. But it's okay, it's better to meet sooner than later."
The young man said nothing. He waved his hand, and the car suddenly started and disappeared into the night.
...
When we returned to the courtyard, it was already half past six in the morning.
Because everyone in Zhuoyi Laboratory has evacuated, the courtyard has returned to its former tranquility.
Opening the courtyard door, Zhang Yue'e was washing her face in the courtyard. When she saw Ma Xiaoquan coming back, she asked, "Where have you been this evening?"
Ma Xiaoquan lied and said that he was going to see Zhao Minglan off. After delivering him, he found it was too late, so he simply spent the whole night with each other on a bench at the station.
"Oh, please tell me earlier. Tell me earlier and I'll find someone to pick you up. Ming Lan is really in such a hurry to leave. There is a train back to Phoenix City during the day, so we have to leave at night."
Ma Xiaoquan tried to smooth things over by saying, "Isn't this also what her teacher meant?"
"Well, by the way, is it time for you to go back to Phoenix City?" Zhang Yue'e was a little reluctant, but she still asked.
"Yes, but it will take two days. I still have some unfinished business at my unit. I will go back after finishing it."
"Well, I'm also planning to go out of town for a while." Zhang Yuee sighed.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Yue'e said: "My dad still doesn't agree with me and Shu Shulin. He is thinking of letting me go to my aunt's school for half a year to let my relationship with Shu Shulin naturally cool down."
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment and said, "Then you can write letters? It's not a problem for half a year, as long as you have each other in your hearts."
"I think so too, but I'm afraid that my dad will arrange for my aunt to intercept our letters."
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a while and said: "In this way, after you meet your aunt, you cry in front of her and complain about your father, and then you say that you and Ma Shulin are sleeping, then your aunt will not stop your correspondence.
"
"What... why are you sleeping..." Zhang Yue'e thought that Ma Xiaoquan knew something, so she hurriedly gave a hesitant excuse.
"Hey, let me just say this. Anyway, you have to be mentally prepared for your aunt. Your aunt is also a woman, so she will understand. If you don't make it clear, then it won't work, right?"
"Is this possible?"
Ma Xiaoquan patted his chest: "Believe me, it will definitely work!"
"Okay, let me try."
After chatting with Ma Xiaoquan, Zhang Yue'e's mood obviously improved a lot. Seeing Zhang Yue'e humming while washing her face, Ma Xiaoquan smiled.
In fact, in addition to their bold move to conceive a child, the second uncle and the second uncle were able to get together. Another key person was Zhang Yue'e's aunt. According to the second uncle's later recollection, her aunt was there when she went to school.
During those six months or so, he helped her and Ma Shulin a lot. Not only did he not object to their correspondence, but he also tried his best to maintain the relationship between the two of them. The second uncle also intervened at that time and said that we have a friend. Give it to your second uncle.
Mom came up with a trick. The first day your second uncle met her aunt, she burst into tears. As a result, her aunt was determined to break up the two of them. After crying, she immediately decided to protect them.
"Haha~~" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, thinking that this friend that his second uncle mentioned might really be me.
...
In the office of a certain military department.
The chief held a long list in his hand and read through it with squinted eyes.
He met Ma Xiaoquan last night, and the two exchanged views on many things.
In fact, the chief was very surprised, because Ma Xiaoquan standing in front of him looked too young, but from the conversation with him, he clearly felt that the other party had his own uniqueness in terms of conversation skills and interpretation of questions.
His views are not like those of a person under twenty years old.
"Chief, this list...why didn't he ask for it?"
The chief threw the list on the table and said with a smile: "This is because he is unwilling to take responsibility. This guy is probably not entirely from the underground world."
"Not exactly? Chief, I don't understand?"
"It's okay if you don't understand. You still have a lot to learn, but this gives us more room to play. In this way, we can continue to add conditions to the major families."
"Will these families not give it?"
The leader smiled and took out the beacon order and weighed it a few times in his hand: "If they don't give it, go ahead and prepare, hold an underground round table meeting, and tell them that whoever gives it first with better conditions will get it. If
If they all get about the same amount, draw lots."
"Drawing lots? Isn't this too serious?"
The chief laughed: "We are not people who come to the table. No one can say anything about drawing lots. It's just settled. You go over and prepare. Well, the boy casually said drawing lots, although it looks like
It’s a bummer, but it’s really fun and irresistible.”
...
At night, Ma Xiaoquan found Huang Chi and informed him of his advance contact with a certain military unit. Of course, Ma Xiaoquan did some whitewashing of the content of the conversation between the two.