“Okay, okay!”
After the call was hung up, Director Wang came back with a beaming face. He shook Song Jiang's hand enthusiastically and said, "Mr. Song, the higher-ups have asked you to go on stage. A batch of equipment has been sent over. Please arrange it and make a good show!"
“I choreographed it??”
Song Jiang couldn't believe it, but Director Wang was just enthusiastic: "It's called by the higher-ups, don't worry, Mr. Song, I'll give you three minutes! Just think of anything, don't be too outrageous!"
"But I'm not a planner and I have no experience at all!"
"That's more experienced than us!"
The two looked at each other affectionately, and Song Jiang choked up, "Then I have to get someone to help me."
Director Wang looked at Liu An.
Liu An:?
"Liu An, Mr. Song knows how to shock people with force better than you do! Next, you should cooperate with him and submit the plan in a few days."
"Director Wang! I'm the planner?!"
"Hmm?" A threatening look.
Liu An couldn't laugh.
The next day, a batch of machines wrapped in cloth were delivered. Song Jiang took a pair of scissors and cut them open, and saw a black area exposed underneath.
iron?
no.
When the 12 robots revealed their true appearance, Song Jiang looked serious. Liu An beside him couldn't help but pinch them and study them, "What is this?"
Song Jiang turned around and made a decisive phone call.
"Brother Mu, that robot."
"I asked them to send it. It has been checked and can be used."
"It's not...good to expose the machine."
“It’s just a few generations of defective products that have been eliminated.”
In a relaxed tone, Song Jiang stared at the phone in his hand, "What about the instruction manual?"
"drop."
A document was sent to me with countless words crossed out. Only some relatively simple ones remained, such as how to control movements, turn wrists, and install items.
can't read.
Song Jiang was indifferent and called for help!
"Su Jingcheng! Come and help me! I really can't do it without you, Academician Su! I'll treat you to a meal!!"
Liu An only heard vague words like "Paramecium".
In the afternoon, Su Jingcheng rushed to the scene and frowned the moment he saw the machine.
"This thing"
Song Jiang looked up and heard only "very rubbish."
"?"
"It imitates the human body structure, but the soft tissue of the human body cannot be driven by machines. If the legs are changed to be similar to the bouncing of animals, the Z-shaped tracks, the hands..." He kept talking, until the last sentence, "You can add a self-destruction setting or a launching device to the head. If the enemy gets close, it will explode and be destroyed directly."
After saying that, Su Jingcheng looked at Song Jiang with his eyes slightly shining.
The two looked at each other for one or two seconds.
"Yes, yes, yes! Academician Su, you are absolutely right!!"
Song Jiang, who didn't understand the mixed professional terms at all, gave a thumbs up.
"So what do you think this thing can be used to arrange programs?"
"?"
Knowledge blind spots.
Su Jingcheng was confused.
"Brother Liu, what do you think?"
The two of them looked at Liu An at the same time, only to see him hesitate again and again, and then utter a sentence.
"Dancing?"
“Good idea!”
Song Jiang agreed without thinking and slapped his head!
"Then do the Yangko dance!"
"Ah!" Liu An, who got it right in one second, couldn't believe it, until Song Jiang pulled him to report to Director Wang, who nodded and agreed, "Very creative!"
"???"
Liu An, whose plans had more than a dozen rejected, had a resentful look in his eyes.
I knew you liked it so rustic!
I just said turn the towel!
As Su Jingcheng began to debug the machine, Liu An sighed and went to customize clothes for the robot, otherwise it would be bad for the child to be exposed.
And as preparations for the Spring Festival Gala continue to advance.
at the same time.
Tengsheng’s subsidiaries started their holiday two days early to avoid the peak period when people were going home and tickets were not available.
Tengsheng mobile phone factory.
The employees who were queuing excitedly saw a large table in front of the four rows, piled with dazzling cash.
"It's yours, take it, go back and have a good New Year!"
"Thank you, Director!"
"You look so skinny, go home and eat more, then you can gain weight!"
“It’s a must!”
As employees excitedly received their year-end bonuses, it was finally Ye Cheng's turn.
The young man wearing glasses said with full energy: "Thank you, Director!"
"Hold it tight," the factory manager laughed and stuffed a stack of banknotes into his palm, "Keep up the good work next year!"
"yes!"
Being a team leader in the factory, although not a high position, he is also considered a small management level. Ye Cheng couldn't help but grin, holding the money tightly. This year's year-end bonus is very simple, which is to pay twice the monthly salary.
He makes 8,000 a month! That’s 16,000!
Go home and have a good New Year!
After everyone finished receiving their awards, the factory manager held up a megaphone and said, "Don't leave in a hurry. Get your New Year's goods first! Except for those who have to work today, you can pack your bags and buy tickets to go home!"
"Go back early and don't get stuck on the highway!"
"good!!"
"Thank you, Director!"
"Why thank me?" The factory manager waved his hand and couldn't help laughing: "If you want to thank someone, thank Mr. Song! Other big companies don't let them go so early, so just be happy!"
"Hahaha" everyone laughed, "Thank you, Mr. Song!"
“Thanks Teng Sheng!”
Soon, boxes of New Year's goods began to be distributed. The goods that Ye Cheng carried were quite heavy, about 10 kilograms.
When I opened it, I saw all kinds of nuts inside, pistachios, macadamia nuts, pecans, cashews... There were also tea leaves, some snacks, and a supermarket card with a face value of 500.
A greeting card.
Happy New Year!
"Happy New Year!" Ye Cheng couldn't help laughing. Soon he pulled his suitcase and took a gift box, took a 7-hour train and arrived in his hometown.
A small town in a third-tier city called Quxiang.
It was a cement road last year, but now it's like a playground. Ye Cheng looked down and said, "It's just a little narrow." It's a two-way street. In the prosperous Yanjing, all the roads are spacious, unlike here.
The street is small, and most of the shops are open. There are only a few food shops. The grilled fish tables are set up on the street, and several people sit around them, eating the steaming hot grilled fish.
Unfortunately, he didn't live in the town, but in the village. He called a rickshaw and arrived at the village entrance 20 minutes later.
He was soon recognized by the villagers, and several old men were whispering to each other.
"Isn't this the kid from the Ye family? Why is he back so early?"
"It's not a good mix!"
"My child said they won't be releasing the show until the 25th. Big companies all release the show this late!"
"This young man didn't even bring a girlfriend back, so there's one more bachelor in the village."
The 26-year-old young man helplessly listened to the nagging of the old man at the village entrance. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be urged to go on a blind date when he returned home.
As I walked forward carrying the gift box, I met an uncle relative.
The uncle looked him up and down and asked, "Did you come here on foot?"
"Take a rickshaw."
"Oh, you didn't buy a car this year! Your parents have worked so hard these years, their legs and feet are not so good! My son just bought a car this year, it cost 170,000! It's called something like that, oh oh"
Audi
"Yes! This is the famous one! My son is working in Hangzhou now. Xiaocheng! If you are not doing well, think about it and find a job in a big city."
"Okay, I know, uncle."
Ye Cheng nodded, and was dragged along to listen to his uncle bragging for another half an hour about how successful his son was and how he found a beautiful girlfriend!
"Uncle, I have something to do and I have to leave first!"
Escape in a hurry until you get home.
A woman who was drying bamboo shoots bent over and spread them out.
"mom!"
Hearing the crisp sound, the woman turned her head, and the moment she saw clearly her whole face was flushed with excitement: "Son!" She quickly stood up, walked quickly forward, and pinched her son's arm.
I feel so sad looking at this and that.
"You've lost weight. Oh, you've suffered a lot out there."
"No, mom! I'm even fatter!"
"You're fat," the woman shook her head, "How can I be fat? You look thin."
Ye Cheng was helpless, but he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and raised the gift box in his hand, "Mom, this is the New Year's gift from my company! You don't know that our company is very good, and we have a holiday two days early!"
"Then you have to work hard," the woman couldn't help laughing.
"Where's Dad, Mom!"
"He's in the field. I'll go get him now! You must be tired from the journey. Come sit down and have a rest."
"No mom, I'm not tired."
"Oh, how can you not be tired? I asked you to sit down from so far away!"
"Okay, okay." Ye Cheng sat on the small stool helplessly, looking at the receding back. He looked at everything familiar at home.
It feels so good to be home.
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After the call was hung up, Director Wang came back with a beaming face. He shook Song Jiang's hand enthusiastically and said, "Mr. Song, the higher-ups have asked you to go on stage. A batch of equipment has been sent over. Please arrange it and make a good show!"
“I choreographed it??”
Song Jiang couldn't believe it, but Director Wang was just enthusiastic: "It's called by the higher-ups, don't worry, Mr. Song, I'll give you three minutes! Just think of anything, don't be too outrageous!"
"But I'm not a planner and I have no experience at all!"
"That's more experienced than us!"
The two looked at each other affectionately, and Song Jiang choked up, "Then I have to get someone to help me."
Director Wang looked at Liu An.
Liu An:?
"Liu An, Mr. Song knows how to shock people with force better than you do! Next, you should cooperate with him and submit the plan in a few days."
"Director Wang! I'm the planner?!"
"Hmm?" A threatening look.
Liu An couldn't laugh.
The next day, a batch of machines wrapped in cloth were delivered. Song Jiang took a pair of scissors and cut them open, and saw a black area exposed underneath.
iron?
no.
When the 12 robots revealed their true appearance, Song Jiang looked serious. Liu An beside him couldn't help but pinch them and study them, "What is this?"
Song Jiang turned around and made a decisive phone call.
"Brother Mu, that robot."
"I asked them to send it. It has been checked and can be used."
"It's not...good to expose the machine."
“It’s just a few generations of defective products that have been eliminated.”
In a relaxed tone, Song Jiang stared at the phone in his hand, "What about the instruction manual?"
"drop."
A document was sent to me with countless words crossed out. Only some relatively simple ones remained, such as how to control movements, turn wrists, and install items.
can't read.
Song Jiang was indifferent and called for help!
"Su Jingcheng! Come and help me! I really can't do it without you, Academician Su! I'll treat you to a meal!!"
Liu An only heard vague words like "Paramecium".
In the afternoon, Su Jingcheng rushed to the scene and frowned the moment he saw the machine.
"This thing"
Song Jiang looked up and heard only "very rubbish."
"?"
"It imitates the human body structure, but the soft tissue of the human body cannot be driven by machines. If the legs are changed to be similar to the bouncing of animals, the Z-shaped tracks, the hands..." He kept talking, until the last sentence, "You can add a self-destruction setting or a launching device to the head. If the enemy gets close, it will explode and be destroyed directly."
After saying that, Su Jingcheng looked at Song Jiang with his eyes slightly shining.
The two looked at each other for one or two seconds.
"Yes, yes, yes! Academician Su, you are absolutely right!!"
Song Jiang, who didn't understand the mixed professional terms at all, gave a thumbs up.
"So what do you think this thing can be used to arrange programs?"
"?"
Knowledge blind spots.
Su Jingcheng was confused.
"Brother Liu, what do you think?"
The two of them looked at Liu An at the same time, only to see him hesitate again and again, and then utter a sentence.
"Dancing?"
“Good idea!”
Song Jiang agreed without thinking and slapped his head!
"Then do the Yangko dance!"
"Ah!" Liu An, who got it right in one second, couldn't believe it, until Song Jiang pulled him to report to Director Wang, who nodded and agreed, "Very creative!"
"???"
Liu An, whose plans had more than a dozen rejected, had a resentful look in his eyes.
I knew you liked it so rustic!
I just said turn the towel!
As Su Jingcheng began to debug the machine, Liu An sighed and went to customize clothes for the robot, otherwise it would be bad for the child to be exposed.
And as preparations for the Spring Festival Gala continue to advance.
at the same time.
Tengsheng’s subsidiaries started their holiday two days early to avoid the peak period when people were going home and tickets were not available.
Tengsheng mobile phone factory.
The employees who were queuing excitedly saw a large table in front of the four rows, piled with dazzling cash.
"It's yours, take it, go back and have a good New Year!"
"Thank you, Director!"
"You look so skinny, go home and eat more, then you can gain weight!"
“It’s a must!”
As employees excitedly received their year-end bonuses, it was finally Ye Cheng's turn.
The young man wearing glasses said with full energy: "Thank you, Director!"
"Hold it tight," the factory manager laughed and stuffed a stack of banknotes into his palm, "Keep up the good work next year!"
"yes!"
Being a team leader in the factory, although not a high position, he is also considered a small management level. Ye Cheng couldn't help but grin, holding the money tightly. This year's year-end bonus is very simple, which is to pay twice the monthly salary.
He makes 8,000 a month! That’s 16,000!
Go home and have a good New Year!
After everyone finished receiving their awards, the factory manager held up a megaphone and said, "Don't leave in a hurry. Get your New Year's goods first! Except for those who have to work today, you can pack your bags and buy tickets to go home!"
"Go back early and don't get stuck on the highway!"
"good!!"
"Thank you, Director!"
"Why thank me?" The factory manager waved his hand and couldn't help laughing: "If you want to thank someone, thank Mr. Song! Other big companies don't let them go so early, so just be happy!"
"Hahaha" everyone laughed, "Thank you, Mr. Song!"
“Thanks Teng Sheng!”
Soon, boxes of New Year's goods began to be distributed. The goods that Ye Cheng carried were quite heavy, about 10 kilograms.
When I opened it, I saw all kinds of nuts inside, pistachios, macadamia nuts, pecans, cashews... There were also tea leaves, some snacks, and a supermarket card with a face value of 500.
A greeting card.
Happy New Year!
"Happy New Year!" Ye Cheng couldn't help laughing. Soon he pulled his suitcase and took a gift box, took a 7-hour train and arrived in his hometown.
A small town in a third-tier city called Quxiang.
It was a cement road last year, but now it's like a playground. Ye Cheng looked down and said, "It's just a little narrow." It's a two-way street. In the prosperous Yanjing, all the roads are spacious, unlike here.
The street is small, and most of the shops are open. There are only a few food shops. The grilled fish tables are set up on the street, and several people sit around them, eating the steaming hot grilled fish.
Unfortunately, he didn't live in the town, but in the village. He called a rickshaw and arrived at the village entrance 20 minutes later.
He was soon recognized by the villagers, and several old men were whispering to each other.
"Isn't this the kid from the Ye family? Why is he back so early?"
"It's not a good mix!"
"My child said they won't be releasing the show until the 25th. Big companies all release the show this late!"
"This young man didn't even bring a girlfriend back, so there's one more bachelor in the village."
The 26-year-old young man helplessly listened to the nagging of the old man at the village entrance. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be urged to go on a blind date when he returned home.
As I walked forward carrying the gift box, I met an uncle relative.
The uncle looked him up and down and asked, "Did you come here on foot?"
"Take a rickshaw."
"Oh, you didn't buy a car this year! Your parents have worked so hard these years, their legs and feet are not so good! My son just bought a car this year, it cost 170,000! It's called something like that, oh oh"
Audi
"Yes! This is the famous one! My son is working in Hangzhou now. Xiaocheng! If you are not doing well, think about it and find a job in a big city."
"Okay, I know, uncle."
Ye Cheng nodded, and was dragged along to listen to his uncle bragging for another half an hour about how successful his son was and how he found a beautiful girlfriend!
"Uncle, I have something to do and I have to leave first!"
Escape in a hurry until you get home.
A woman who was drying bamboo shoots bent over and spread them out.
"mom!"
Hearing the crisp sound, the woman turned her head, and the moment she saw clearly her whole face was flushed with excitement: "Son!" She quickly stood up, walked quickly forward, and pinched her son's arm.
I feel so sad looking at this and that.
"You've lost weight. Oh, you've suffered a lot out there."
"No, mom! I'm even fatter!"
"You're fat," the woman shook her head, "How can I be fat? You look thin."
Ye Cheng was helpless, but he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and raised the gift box in his hand, "Mom, this is the New Year's gift from my company! You don't know that our company is very good, and we have a holiday two days early!"
"Then you have to work hard," the woman couldn't help laughing.
"Where's Dad, Mom!"
"He's in the field. I'll go get him now! You must be tired from the journey. Come sit down and have a rest."
"No mom, I'm not tired."
"Oh, how can you not be tired? I asked you to sit down from so far away!"
"Okay, okay." Ye Cheng sat on the small stool helplessly, looking at the receding back. He looked at everything familiar at home.
It feels so good to be home.
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