1991 Starting from the core

In a private room of a teahouse in Taipei, Zhang Rujin hung up the phone and smiled gently at a lean middle-aged man sitting opposite him: "Meng Song, did you hear that?"

Liang Mengsong smiled and nodded: "It will take some time to hand over the work, but taking advantage of the holiday, it is my wish to go over and meet this famous young genius."

Zhang Rujin burst out laughing: "Let me tell you this, I have never seen anyone so sensitive to technology and so dedicated to technology. And he is not the kind of half-informed person. He is in the field of chip design. He is really knowledgeable and capable.”

"The same is true in the field of applied physics." Liang Mengsong added: "I have read his independently published papers. Regardless of the wording habits and format standards, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a journal veteran."

"So, you won't be disappointed."

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Yuanxin's annual vacation is on the tenth day of the first lunar month, but Zhang Rujin will arrive in Shanghai on the eighth day of the lunar month. Su Yuanshan thought for a while and decided not to bother Zhou Xiaohui, so he would go alone.

"Mom, help me pack the boxes. I have to go to the Shanghai market on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year." Su Yuanshan shouted into the living room while holding his cell phone.

But he immediately realized a problem. He didn't even know the phone number to book a flight...

Do I still have to go to the airport to buy a ticket in person?

After thinking about it, he decided to call Zhou Xiaohui and ask her to contact the airport, book a ticket for himself to go to Shanghai and leave it at the travel agency, and he would pick it up directly then.

Zhou Xiaohui told him that she would go back to the provincial capital immediately with him...

"Don't... I can go alone. I asked Senior Brother Jianguo to pick me up at the airport. He stayed at the wafer factory during the Spring Festival this year."

"...Then I'll book the tickets first."

Zhou Xiaohui hung up the phone, and her mother Zhang Xiuyun also walked into the study. When she learned that he was going to the Shanghai market alone, Zhang Xiuyun immediately shook her head: "No, how can you go alone? Let your dad accompany you."

"Mom..." Su Yuanshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After walking into the living room, he saw his father sitting on the sofa and said happily to him: "Dad, please advise your wife, she still treats me as a three-year-old child."

"I also think you shouldn't go alone." Unexpectedly, Professor Su Xinghe chuckled and said, "But I won't go with you to avoid any negative impact."

"Yes... you are an academician now!" Su Yuanshan elongated the word academician and raised his eyebrows at his mother: "Mom, do you know what rank is? How many people in the world are worthy of my father and me at the same time? Come out to greet me?”

Zhang Xiuyun was speechless for a moment, then quickly glared: "I'm so proud of you - why don't you ask your uncle to accompany you?"

"Forget it, I'll just go there alone... then you can take me to the plane! I'll ask Senior Brother Jianguo to pick me up when I get off the plane. Is everything going to be okay now?"

Su Yuanshan spread his hands: "How about I buy a private jet?"

"..."

"Don't tell me, I really need to buy a private jet." Su Yuanshan rubbed his chin, thinking that in the future he would frequently travel between Shanghai, the special economic zone and the provincial capital. Depending on the number of domestic flights, things can really be delayed sometimes.

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The seventh day of the first lunar month.

Su Yuanshan carried his suitcase and followed his father down the dormitory building, and then he caught a glimpse of Zhou Xiaohui standing next to the black Mercedes-Benz.

"Look... I said don't worry." Su Yuanshan waved his hands at his mother: "Sister Xiaohui hasn't even finished her vacation."

“Can’t we just make it up to others in the future?”

Zhou Xiaohui was also a frequent visitor to Su Yuanshan's house. Zhang Xiuyun waved to her and said with a smile: "Xiaohui, please excuse me."

"Auntie, you're so polite. This is my job." Zhou Xiaohui smiled sweetly, and Fu Zhenhua came up to greet him, and then said hello to Professor Su Xinghe.

Withdrawing his hand from the window, Su Yuanshan rolled down the window and smiled at the two people in front of him: "Brother Fu, Sister Xiaohui, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard on me, but it's a bit far for Secretary Zhou to come here." Fu Zhenhua said with a smile. He had already bought a house in the provincial capital and brought his whole family here. Now he no longer goes back to his hometown during the Spring Festival.

But Zhou Xiaohui is different. Zhou Xiaohui’s hometown is in a remote area. It is more than 20 hours away from the provincial capital by train, and it is a real countryside...

Precisely because her hometown was too far away from the provincial capital, and because of the mentality of a golden phoenix flying out of a mountain nest, her parents were reluctant to move. Instead, they built a three-story building at home.

Moreover, the wine was served only after Zhou Xiaohui returned home during the Chinese New Year this year.

"It's okay, I don't want to stay at home for a long time." Zhou Xiaohui held her forehead, with a look of helplessness on her face: "After a few days back, I gave out a month's salary in red envelopes alone. Every day there are seven aunts and eight aunts coming to make insinuations. I’m not looking for a boyfriend, would you like to introduce one..."

"And do you remember the county magistrate's silly son?" Zhou Xiaohui turned to ask Su Yuanshan.

"Yes, I remember." Su Yuanshan was very happy when he heard this: "What? Does anyone still mention that stupid son?"

Zhou Xiaohui gave up her assigned job in anger and came to the provincial capital just to avoid marrying the county magistrate's silly son. Starting from the most ordinary logistics girl, she has now become the assistant to the chairman of Yuanxin...

Zhou Xiaohui had never dreamed of such an encounter.

"I'm not talking about matchmaking, but there are a few people in the countryside who have "experienced the world" who are talking about her, saying that she is just a secretary... she can't be compared to the daughter-in-law of a high-ranking county official. And she is a secretary... forget it, let's not talk about it."

Su Yuanshan coughed.

This...he understands.

Now is the era when the word "miss" has been stigmatized, and even secretaries have begun to have a bad taste.

The so-called secretary works when you have something to do, and when you have nothing to do, you do the secretary... It was at this time that the idea emerged.

"Country people are like this. They want others to be poor and hate others to be rich. If you are poor, I will look down on you. If you are rich, I will envy you. Mr. Shan, you have never been in the countryside and you don't know... They say that farmers are simple and honest. Now in the market There is an old farmer who sells vegetables. You look pitiful. Go buy his vegetables. The outside is good, but you can peel it off and take a look at the inside...hehe..."

While driving, Fu Zhenhua helped by saying: "Especially in some places, boys are favored over girls - I treat all the girls equally, why do I have to have more than one? I just didn't accept that tone at the time."

Su Yuanshan smiled and shook his head.

He really has never stayed in the countryside, so it is difficult to talk to him.

"The main thing is poverty." Zhou Xiaohui gave a reason: "By the way, Mr. Shan. Project Hope is planning to organize an event with us after the year... Do you want to attend?"

"Well, I won't be attending. When you see that you have time, go. If you don't have time, don't go. As long as the money is available."