She doesn’t know any of these chattering girls, nor does she want to know them. To her, these people and their lives are completely in another world. She cannot understand their state of mind, nor does she want to understand.
Feng Shan didn't envy them at all the "affluent" life they lived.
The waiting time was a bit long and boring. She took out the calculation paper from her bag and started to calculate a thinking question that Feng Nuo assigned her yesterday.
Feng Nuo had given her a rough idea of how to solve this problem yesterday, but the specific method still had to be explored by herself. Normally, she would be immersed in this wonderful world as soon as she started calculating, but it was different today.
The upcoming date and the girls chattering in her ears made it difficult for her to concentrate.
There have been some changes in her life recently, which made the girl who has been immersed in "learning and learning" for many years feel a little fluttering in her heart. Especially the letter from a few days ago kept her awake all night.
It’s not that there’s anything special about the content of this letter, it’s better to say that this letter is a primer that evokes all the thoughts she has had about herself, Von Nuo, and the Senate over the years.
I wonder what will happen in the future? Feng Shan stopped her pencil and thought secretly.
The chatter in the teahouse suddenly cooled down, and it turned out that a young man had entered the teahouse.
The customers of this No. 43 shop are mainly the family members of the elders, the living secretaries, or at least the elders' "family attendants". Except for the male elders who occasionally accompany the living secretaries, there are very few men here.
Although there are some male "life secretaries" among the elders, there are only a few of them and they never appear in Store No. 43.
But the young man in front of him is obviously not a "little elder". Although he is wearing the black uniform of the academy - the logo on the uniform shows that he is a member of the Fangcaodi selection team and is not a "born nobleman".
Theoretically, store No. 43 does not prohibit ordinary people from entering. Anyone can come in and shop as long as they are willing to spend money. However, naturalized people and indigenous people really dare not enter this place without guidance.
However, the girls at the party immediately thought that this was probably the "apprentice", "student" or higher level of a certain elder - the "adopted son".
Speaking of which, they are indeed very similar: handsome and dark face, shaved hair, strong yet toned figure, upright deportment, calm and confident temperament - these are the favorites of the elders in the propaganda posters.
The standard image of a "New Chinese" male. To be honest, not even the elders themselves can look like that, but such young men are the protagonists in various propaganda posters.
Under the gaze of all the girls in the room, the boy's dark face turned slightly red. He quickly glanced around the teahouse, gently waved his hand to reject the waitress who came to greet him, and took an eighty centimeter step towards Feng Shan.
The corner came over.
"So handsome!"
Although it was said in a muffled voice, it was clearly audible in the suddenly silent space, followed by muffled laughter. The boy's face seemed to be even redder. He pretended not to hear anything.
Walking to Feng Shan's side, she gave a standard 15-degree "greeting" bow.
Following the common etiquette in Fangcaoyao, Feng Shan stood up and extended her hand. The two shook hands gently and immediately separated.
"Excuse me for being a little late." The boy said in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter, I just arrived." Feng Shan put away her notebook and said, "Please sit down."
The two of them sat down, and Feng Shan asked the waiter to "add a cup." The waitress was stunned, but after hearing the greeting, she took a cup as if she had just woken up from a dream.
The tea house that was originally chattering suddenly became very quiet. The girls wanted to listen carefully what this unexpected young man would say to this girl wearing a life secretary uniform - women always love gossip. But they didn't hear anything.
I heard that the seat Feng Shan chose was in the corner, far away from the others. The most important thing was that at first they just sat facing each other in silence, each staring at the teacup in front of them without saying a word.
After being silent for several minutes, the young man broke the loneliness between the two of them.
"Sister Feng, you invited me here today -" He looked around, "Is there something wrong?"
"It doesn't matter, it's very nice here." Feng Shan said, filling him with tea, "Please use it."
"Thanks."
"I read your latest letter." Feng Shan took out a stack of kraft paper envelopes tied with string from her bag, "I completely understand what you mean."
"..."
"It's just...I can't accept it." Feng Shan said and pushed the envelope to his hand.
"You mean-"
"It's impossible for us." Feng Shan's tone was calm and flat, "You must also know it very well."
"But senior sister, tell me..." The young man suddenly remembered something and said, "I can also ask the teacher to come forward -"
"No need. What I told you that day was my true feelings," Feng Shan put her hand on her chest, "I didn't lie to you - we were indeed very happy when we were together. My refusal was not because of my identity - this uniform
It doesn’t mean anything to me.”
"In that case, why..."
"I've thought a lot about it these past few days after I dated you last time," Feng Shan said. "People's time and energy are limited. I'm afraid I can't balance study and... relationships."
"Is studying so important?!" The young man seemed a little excited.
"Why isn't it important?" Feng Shan said, "How can you and I live a life of education without worrying about food and clothing? It's the grace of the Senate, and it's also because we are good at learning."
"Even so, you still have a personal life." The young man seemed unable to understand her thoughts. He stammered, "The leaders also said that study and work are very important, and personal life should also be taken into consideration."
"Maybe. But for me, personal life is study." Feng Shan lowered her head, "Sorry."
The young man's face showed a desperate and sad expression, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Is it because of the elders?"
Feng Shan nodded silently and said: "Compared to short-term personal emotional happiness, I would rather spend my life exploring the infinite knowledge of the Senate - and it is not limited to you. You can burn these letters after you take them back.
- I'm afraid keeping it will have an impact on your future. I originally wanted to write you a letter, but after writing it several times I felt it was inappropriate. In the end, I thought it would be better to make it clear in person here - a gentleman speaks without selfishness.
"
When Feng Shan returned to the machinery factory, it was already past dinner time.
Feng Nuo was talking to a chief she didn't know, not Chief Zhong, not the chiefs who often came to the machinery factory and the power station, nor any of the chiefs in the project research team.
"Old Feng, this project is very important. We must place orders for several sets." said the unfamiliar leader.
"Haha, this puts a lot of pressure on me. However, the system has been basically developed and the sorting machine has been finalized. The prototype will be delivered tomorrow. We will test the entire system as quickly as possible and produce a batch as soon as possible.
In addition to your order, the Ministry of Civil Welfare and the Police General Administration are also pressing for it. There is no problem with the quality assurance, and there is a lifetime warranty." Feng Nuo's face was full of joy, and he didn't look stressed at all.
"That's great. This matter has been settled. I will ask you to take care of Li Janai."
"No problem, no problem, Laowu, I will definitely support your work."
They held hands and chatted for a few more words before the unknown elder took his leave.
Feng Shan felt a little strange. The visitor seemed to be interested in the punch card computer system, so why did he mention Li Janai again? However, she didn't ask any more questions and just said: "Teacher, I'm back."
Feng Nuo didn't pay much attention. He said oh and suddenly noticed that her eyes were a little red.
"Why are your eyes red?"
"The wind just blew the sand into it and rubbed it." Feng Shan blinked her eyes, "I solved the problem you gave me. Can you see if there are any problems."
"Put it on the table and we'll take a look at it later."
Feng Nuo originally wanted to ask in depth, but his mind was not on her at the moment. He was still thinking about what the person who came just now said.
The person who came was actually Wu Fo, the director of the Technical Department of the General Administration of Political Security. Not surprisingly, the General Administration of Political Security was also very interested in establishing a punch card database and purchasing a punch card computer system - they were the department most interested in collecting data.
Relying on traditional manual classification and retrieval of massive data is bound to be inefficient. The trial production of mechanical computers is good news. However, another purpose of Ufo's visit is the issue of Li Ganai's work transfer.
Although the executive deputy director who has always been confident said that he does not need to care about this trivial matter, the Political Security Bureau is still very concerned about Li Janai's affairs. This hidden matter involves two elders, Dugu Proposal and Lu Xuan.
His identity is somewhat sensitive to begin with, and things happened to lead to the current deadlock, which is very troublesome to Zhou Botao and others.
In fact, this is simply an accident. The General Political Security Bureau has made it clear from the beginning that it will not "spy" on the elders, let alone deliberately collect dirty information about a certain elder. This is also the reason why the Political Security Bureau has always claimed that it will never "spy" on the elders.
After all, once such instructions exist, whether verbal or written, it will be troublesome in the future.
Of course, they are not that innocent. The elders are located in the vast sea of naturalized people. Even if they are not deliberately collected, the ubiquity of the work network is enough to "accidentally insert a willow into the net". There is still a steady stream of various materials about the words and deeds of the elders.
It suddenly appeared on the desk of the Political Security Bureau, but they did not do anything for the time being and simply filed the matter - they only promised not to investigate the elders, but they did not say that they would destroy all original materials containing the elders' words and deeds.