In view of this, Fu Song has always been careful about cooperation with domestic research institutes and universities, and has always been vigilant enough.

That's right, be as guarded as a thief!

Why did he hand over the final decision-making power of the fund application to Chen Hong? Isn’t he just afraid that Lao Shen will not be able to hide his face?

At this time, he suddenly thought of a loophole: the fund application hole is now broken, but the review and acceptance hole is not broken.

How can this work? Is my money so easy to get?

Once I take my money, I have to complete the task with quality and quantity!

Thinking of this, Fu Song said: "Principal Chen, I want to change the fund project review method."

Shen Chongshan asked: "How to change it?"

Fu Song said: "I plan to find someone to review from the R&D Center of Vision Group. No domestic experts except Mr. Xia."

Shen Chongshan instantly understood what he meant and said unhappily: "You can't trust domestic experts?"

Fu Song smiled and said, "Yes, I just can't believe it."

Shen Chongshan said with a broken face: "You do this easily lead to criticism. The people in the R&D center are all foreigners..."

Fu Song snorted, "I prefer to believe in foreign ethics in this matter. Besides, everyone in the R&D center eats mine, uses mine, and lives mine. I don't believe them, so who do I believe?"

Seeing Shen Chongshan with a dark face, Fu Song asked with a smile: "The fund has been established for two years, and the project should be accepted. Don't tell me that all projects have been completed with quality and quantity."

Shen Chongshan was speechless and was really told by him. It was so shameless to have such a small group of people.

For example, after applying for research funds last year, a person from a research institute did not use it for scientific research, but paid salaries and benefits to the employees of the institute. In the end, he got something to deal with the errands, which made him very angry.

He was embarrassed to tell Fu Song just now, but now he was pointed out by Fu Song, which made him very ashamed.

"Forget it, anyway, it's the money you pay, so of course you have the final say." Shen Chongshan said in a tone. He had tried his best. If you want to blame, you can only blame these people in the country for being unsuccessful.

"Principal Chen, it's winter coming soon. Should I live in Mucheng for a while?" Fu Song felt that he had scratched the old man just now and had to coax him. No matter what, it would be a cheap father-in-law. What if he couldn't think of it and wanted to break up the couple?

"No!" Shen Chongshan refused flatly, "What are you doing when you go to Mucheng? I never want to go to Mucheng in my life!"

Fu Song burst into laughter: "Do you still remember what happened back then? If you are still angry, you will beat me."

Shen Chongshanhu said with a face: "I feel my hands hurt!"

Fu Song hurriedly turned his back over and said, "Use a crutch and use some force!"

Shen Chongshen didn't hold back and laughed and scolded: "Stop being good in front of me, I won't be yours! Forget it this year, let's wait until spring gets warmer."

Fu Song said: "Then it's decided. If you don't go, I'll come and invite you in person!"

I drank some wine with Lao Shen for dinner, and sat for a while after dinner. Seeing that it was getting late, I was about to say goodbye and leave.

But the old lady said, "Don't leave, there is no shortage of your place to live at home."

Fu Song was stunned for a moment. There were four rooms in the Shen family, one for the old couple, one for Chen Hong, one for the nanny who cared for Chen Man, and one for the study room left.

There is a small bed in the study, but since there is a luxurious big bed in the hotel, a fool is willing to sleep in a small bed.

Chen Hong coughed and said with a blushing face: "My mother has spoken, so don't leave."

No matter how slow Fu Song reacted, he realized something was wrong at this time. What was going on?

After finally waiting for the old couple to go back to bed, Fu Song quickly asked Chen Hong: "What do you mean by your mother?"

Chen Hong gave him a light look, and without saying a word, she turned around and went to her room.

"Hey, don't leave, just talk!" Fu Song chased her room all the way and said, "I don't want to sleep in your father's study. The bed is too small to stretch out your legs..."

"Daigua!" Chen Hong gritted her teeth in anger, pulled him into the room, and closed the door casually, "You don't know what my mom means?"

Fu Song opened his mouth so hard that he pointed at her, then at himself, and finally at the bed.

Chen Hong said shyly: "Actually, the last time I went home, I confessed to my parents. I'm sorry, I lied to you."

Fu Song suddenly felt a little dizzy, and he covered his forehead hard, shook his head, and said in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Chen Hong pouted and said, "My parents already know about us. The night before leaving last time, my mother asked me, "I really couldn't stand it, and I said it when my head was hot. My mother even slapped me several times, and it was always painful."

Fu Song gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you beat you to death?"

Chen Hong muttered, "Why are you exactly the same as my dad?"

Fu Song said laughing and crying: "You still have the intention to joke!"

Chen Hong said seriously: "My dad scolded me like this, I won't lie to you. That night they taught me a lesson in my room for several hours, which made me sleep all night."

"No wonder your father asked me just now whether Chen Man is my daughter." Fu Song sighed, then reached out to touch her face, "Does it hurt?"

Chen Hong knocked off his hand and said funny: "My mother was not willing to slap me in the face, so she slapped my arm twice."

Fu Song: “….”

Chen Hong poked his waist with his finger and said coquettishly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't hide it from you. If you want to be beaten or punished, it's up to you."

Fu Song said angrily: "Did you deliberately induce me to make a mistake? Your mother can't bear to beat you. If I beat you in your Shen family... I will deal with you in the future, hum! Go to bed!"

Seeing that he didn't take off his clothes, Chen Hong wanted to go to bed, and hurriedly said, "You go and take a shower, I'm leaving."

Fu Song gave her a blank look: "Just sleep like this, tell you, don't bother me tonight, otherwise I will yell and let your parents hear it!"

Chen Hong said angrily: "Take it down, I won't serve you yet! Go to bed!"

After lying down, the two of them lie tacitly on their backs, unwilling to pay attention to each other.

After lying for a while, Chen Hong couldn't help but turn over and hugged him from behind: "Don't be angry, okay?"

Fu Song smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not angry, let's talk about what qualifications I have to be angry."

Chen Hong crawled from him to the other side, laying face to face with him, pushing him and saying, "Then why don't you ignore me?"

Fu Song said speechlessly: "I can't let go here!"

Chen Hong burst out laughing and said excitedly: "Don't you find it exciting? Do you want to come? You haven't touched me for a week."

"Get out of here!"

"Come on!"

"I'm so fucking... Can you be more reserved? I've called me, really!"

"Call it, my parents' ears and ears are useless, even if they scream! Hehe, I say no, but my body is quite honest."

Fu Song was distraught: "You female hooligan!"

Chen Hong slapped him on the body, and said with a charming look like silk: "Be honest, don't move around!"

When Fu Song woke up the next morning, when he saw the old couple, his face was hot and he was as embarrassing as he was.

Chen Hong was like nothing happened, which made him feel like he was a son-in-law from the Shen family.

After a day off, I flew to Wucheng by plane.

Vision Group has invested huge amounts of money in northern and southern Xinjiang and built grain and oil production bases, cotton production bases and milk production bases, distributed in Jichang, AKS, Yili, Tarim, Hami and other areas, with a total area of ​​about one million mu.

Two-thirds of the one million mu are either wasteland or severely salted sand. The maximum available is 400,000 mu. The remaining nearly 200,000 mu can only be used for tree planting and forestry, preventing wind and sand.

The remaining one-third is arable land contracted from the irrigation area, but these arable land has a high salt accumulation strength and poor soil quality. After all, good land will not be contracted to Yuanjing Group.

For example, the cotton production base in Tarim reclamation area has an area of ​​110,000 mu, but under the operation of the reclamation area, the cotton production per mu was only a pitiful 35 kilograms last year, and the productivity was extremely low.

You should know that even in the newly reclaimed Yellow Triangle Farm, the cotton yield per mu is about 150 kilograms.

Feng Baoguo has been following Fu Song in the past two months, and while walking, he introduced: "This cotton in Tarim is seriously salted. After contracting, he did not plant cotton immediately, but was carrying out soil improvement."

The cotton field is endless and has no heads to see, and has just been plowed. This is the most common physical improvement method for secondary salinized soil.

The characteristic of secondary salinized soil is that under the sudden capillary action, the bottom salt migrates to the top soil with water. Therefore, the top soil has a high salinity content and a low salinity content in the bottom soil. After tilling, cooked soil with high salt content in the surface is placed at the bottom of the ditch, and the excavated deep soil is placed on the surface.

This method can effectively reduce soil salt, but because the total salt content in the soil has not decreased, it can only treat the symptoms but cannot cure the root cause.

The corners of cotton fields are places that cannot be reached by machine. The soil surface is white and cracked severely.

Fu Song squatted down and snatched off the cracked slab layer on the surface of the soil, pinched it hard, and then put it under his nose and smelled it.

"It's impossible to smell it." Feng Baoguo said with a smile, taking the lump of soil from his hand, and licking it with his tongue twice, "The mineralization is about 15."

Fu Song said with a funny look: "Your tongue is so fucking good. You don't have to spend money on experiments in the future, so that you can produce data in just a few days."

Feng Baoguo threw away the lumps of soil and said: "It is even more difficult to treat saline soil in arid areas. It cannot be cured in a short while, and it is often repeated. You have to be mentally prepared."

Fu Song asked, "There is no shortage of fresh water here, isn't it just a flood of salt?"

Feng Baoguo shook his head and said, "The reclamation area in the Tarim River Basin has a history of more than 30 years. In the first decade, due to improper irrigation and no discharge, the groundwater level has risen year by year. Until the early 1970s, the groundwater burial depth was only 0.6-2.6 meters.

Digging and drainage began only after the 1970s, but the soil layer below 2 meters was mostly fine sand, and the slopes of the drainage canal were extremely stable, so the groundwater level could not be controlled below the critical depth.

You see, these ditches need to be remodeled, reinforced, anti-seepage measures must be kept up, and drainage ditches and shafts must be built. In addition, it is best to use drip irrigation, sprinkler irrigation, and combined with soil improvement reagents, which will not be effective in three to five years."

"How much will the cotton per mu increase after the treatment is done?"

"There is plenty of light here and the water source is guaranteed. It is definitely higher than the eastern region's output. It is still very confident to increase by five or six times."
Chapter completed!