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The atmosphere in the room was a bit heavy, the three of them were silent, and only the sound of the old-fashioned ceiling fan could be heard quietly.

Lin Yi took a deep breath, and said firstly, "I see, you can set the address, and I only have one request, it's close to the port and convenient for transportation."

He himself took it for granted, 20 years, 20 years ago, the development of Huaguo was much more difficult than he imagined.

"Thank you, thank you very much." Director Zhang didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and excitedly held Lin Yi's hand for a long time.

For the United States, the YBCO material production line is just a chemical finishing production line, but for Huaguo, the meaning is completely different.

Huaguo is very backward in terms of chemical finishing. Coal and petroleum refining, developed countries can achieve secondary processing and tertiary processing of energy, and the resource utilization rate reaches more than 80.00%. However, Huaguo's current technical level and resource utilization rate Even less than half of developed countries.

It is not considered a resource-rich country in itself, but the waste is still so serious.

A national leader once looked at the report on coal mining for one year submitted by the Ministry of Energy and sighed, "The amount of coal mining is not small, but the utilization rate is too low. There is no way, knowing that it will be better for future generations to mine. When the technical level has improved, one piece of charcoal in their hands can be worth two or three yuan of ours, but there is no way.”

Two in a row have no choice, and Tao has exhausted countless helplessness.

Although the YBCO material production line has a single function, it is still a chemical finishing production line, and it is the most advanced chemical finishing production line in developed countries. Never underestimate the learning and imitation ability of Huaguo people. In the eyes of the Huaguo Industry Department, it has become a Huaguo industry. Opportunities for the further development of China's chemical finishing technology.

As the director of the first department of the Ministry of Industry, Director Zhang himself is very busy. Seeing that Lin Yi had already agreed, he didn't sit for a long time, so he quickly bid farewell.

Before leaving, he held Lin Yi's hand and thanked him again, "Our generation is already old, and the future of Huaguo still needs outstanding talents like you and Zhuang Cheng."

Watching Director Zhang go away, Lin Yi leaned on Zhuang Cheng like a mollusc.

"Suddenly feel that I have a great responsibility, do you have this feeling?" His chin rested on Zhuang Cheng's shoulder, like a possessed back spirit, and the two were about the same height, Lin Yi's action was actually a little bit It was strenuous, but seeing Zhuang Cheng's serious expression with his lips pursed but not daring to move, he just found it funny.

Zhuang Cheng pulled Lin Yi's head off his shoulders, "Do what you can, and serve the motherland, you don't have to bear the burden."

Lin Yi...

How can this person be so capable, he can kill the world casually.

Zhuang Cheng originally wanted to leave with Zhang Chu, but before he could speak, Lin Yi had already arranged the next thing.

"I almost vomited after eating foreigners' fast food in the United States. I finally came back. You, a Huajing native, would like to invite me to eat some authentic capital dishes. You don't need a full banquet, ordinary abalone and shark's fin belly will do!"

Looking at Lin Yi's expectant gaze, Zhuang Cheng couldn't hold back the word "no" for a long while.

The steaming hot pot was emitting white smoke, and Lin Yi was sweating finely on his forehead after eating it on a hot day.

"Is the family matter settled?" Holding a piece of beef tendon with chopsticks and boiling it in the hot pot for more than ten seconds, he dipped it in the sauce with chopped green onion and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhuang Cheng poured the remaining mutton slices into the hot pot, and the white smoke covered his face, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

"Well, I left. My mother went to Haishi, and my father was transferred to Nanjiang Province."

"Nanjiang Province?!"

Lin Yi blinked his eyes, and said "tsk tsk" to Zhuangcheng. He thought that God was good enough for him. He was smart, handsome, and had a mine at home. Even if he failed, he could go back to be a small mine owner. What a nourishing life.

But compared with the Professor Zhuang in front of him, that's a little bit worse.

An associate professor at Stanford who is less than 30 years old, has fame and wealth, and this father is still a feudal official, and he is a winner in life when he is born. How can you say that there is such a big difference between this person and another person.

"Prince, I am from Nanjiang Province, please take care of me in the future!" Lin Yi made a gesture to Zhuang Cheng.

"Eat well." Zhuang Cheng pursed his lips and tapped Lin Yi's hand with his chopsticks, but there was a gentle smile in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

The schedule of the Automobile Association is very relaxed. Except for the visit to the automobile factory in the morning of the first day, most of the rest are free time.The association arranged many young people like Xiao Wu as tour guides for foreign friends, almost providing one-on-one private service.

The Huaguo Automobile Association is nothing more than wanting American automakers to restrict German automakers and gain more opportunities to learn advanced technologies in the competition between the two.

But Ford is obviously not interested in this, otherwise it should not be Pace Walker, the small manager of the business department. Ford wants the market but does not want to give technology. Looking at Hua Guofang's enthusiasm for Pace, Lin Yi feels a little bit uncomfortable taste.

Out of sight and out of mind, I told the organizer the next day and prepared to go back to Nanjiang Province.

Along with him is Zhuang Cheng.

Father Zhuang had already arrived in Nanjiang Province last week, because the couple were both packing their luggage and it was awkward to meet each other, so Father Zhuang just packed up in a hurry and took office.

Zhuangcheng wanted to send the things that Zhuang's father had left behind. Lin Yi heard that it was a good thing. He was worrying about how he would spend more than ten hours on the train. If the two of them talked, the time would pass much faster.

So he asked He Qun to buy tickets for the two of them on the spot, one upper berth and one middle berth.

The long-distance transportation in [-] was still dominated by green leather trains. People with luggage rushed into the long body of the train, complaining that it was hard to find a ticket. People probably didn't expect that the glory of this green leather train would be It ended quickly in ten years. Its ending and the rise of the Huaguo high-speed rail represent that Huaguo has finally passed the most difficult era of catching up and officially entered the leader's team.

The transportation capacity of the 90s obviously cannot meet people's travel requirements. In addition to tickets, there are many people sitting in the corridor with small benches in the carriage.

Even though Lin Yi's carriage was full of sleepers, there were still many people sitting or standing in the open space next to them.

Lin Yi was in the middle berth, and Zhuang Cheng was in the upper berth. There was a strange smell in the carriage, which made them hardly interested in talking.

The two bought tickets for the evening, planning to sleep in and get up to Nanjiang Province tomorrow morning.

It's just that when he slept until midnight, Lin Yi suddenly felt that his lower body seemed a little wet. It's a dream, he is so big, how could he pee his pants.

Subconsciously turned over, the hand was naturally brought to the side, cool? !

He opened his eyes suddenly, and raised his hand in front of his body. His fucking body was really wet. He touched his body, right... How is this possible!

Half of the trouser leg is wet, but the other side is fine, can it still leak?

Lin Yi turned on the light, and when he saw the little fat man who was sleeping soundly behind his legs, he felt as if a thousand horses ran past in his heart, where did this little kid come from!Half of his bed was wet!How can this make people sleep.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, do you have any change of clothes, take them off and I'll wash them for you." A middle-aged woman apologized repeatedly to Lin Yi.

The woman didn't get a seat ticket. She originally sat on the junction of the first two carriages with a small bench, but at night the child was going to sleep and the lights at the intersection of the carriages were dazzling, so she slowly moved to the sleeper row.

The sleeper row was also crowded with people. Fortunately, everyone saw that she was holding a child, so they insisted on moving a place for her.

Although the little fat man is young, he is not light, and he can't stand holding his arms all the time. The woman knows that the middle berth of the sleeper next to her is a young and clean young man. Seeing that it is almost morning, and the child is sleeping soundly, she I also felt lazy in my heart.

My own child is small, so it doesn't take up any space at all, so I secretly put it on the side of the hind legs, and hold it down when it's almost dawn, without anyone noticing.

Who knew that her child did not cry or fuss, but urinated on others.

Women can tell that this young man is from a good background. You can see that the clothes on his body are exquisitely crafted, and the style is such that most people can't even afford to wear them.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." The woman bowed again and again.

Lin Yi felt that the boy's urine in his hand was almost dry, "Okay, okay, it's okay, I'll go to the toilet and wipe it." What should I do, I can blame other orphans and widows, he doesn't like strange smells, so He drew the curtain early in the morning, otherwise he would give up his seat when he saw a woman holding a child.

Fortunately, Lin Yi brought a change of clothes. Lin Yi climbed down from the middle bunk with great difficulty, and walked through the crowd to the toilet with great difficulty. Someone was sleeping in the toilet, so he woke up someone to scrub and wash, and then walked back through the crowd with difficulty. It's half an hour later.

Lin Yi's bed was mostly wet with urine, so he must not be able to sleep anymore.

"You can sleep here with me. I..." I'll just stand up for a while.Before Zhuang Cheng could finish the second half of his sentence, Lin Yi had already crawled up.

"Just waiting for your words." Lin Yi unceremoniously lifted Zhuangcheng's quilt and got in, "This bed is really small enough, we have to trouble our Professor Zhuang to sleep on his side today."

Zhuang Cheng froze the moment Lin Yi got into bed.For the convenience of changing and washing, Lin Yi directly changed into pajamas. The slippery fabric has almost no barrier feeling.

The sleeper on the train is really pitifully small. Both of them are 1.8 meters tall. If they lie flat, some parts of their bodies must overlap. Zhuang Cheng's whole head has become a mess, his body is stiff, and his heart is beating fast. , From time to time, he made contact with Lin Yi's body, and he could feel that his lower body had already reacted.

Zhuang Cheng suddenly turned his head to the side of the wall, the movement was too big, which aroused Lin Yi's strong dissatisfaction.

"Zhuangcheng, move a little slower, I'm almost squeezed down, it's more than one meter, I'm going to have a concussion." Lin Yi said, leaning in silently, thinking about it, still not at ease , put his arm directly on Zhuang Cheng's body.

"Which one of us is with the other? In order to prevent me from falling, it doesn't matter if we get closer." He said awkwardly, but without hesitation, he held Zhuang Cheng tightly. too small.

Zhuang Cheng was leaning against the wall, his breathing was almost stagnant, he tried hard not to let Lin Yi notice his abnormality, the quilt that was clenched tightly in his hands was almost torn apart.

"The younger generation?"

"The younger generation?"

"Don't you want to sleep in your middle berth? Then can we sleep in your place?" It was the voice of the middle-aged woman.

Lin Yi waved his hand, "The bed is already wet, if you don't mind, you can do whatever you want."

"Thank you, thank you, you are such a good man, young man."

Lin Yi...he doesn't want to be such a good person at all.