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Eight hundred and ninety-eighth chapter of the Chinese Department of Shenzhen University

When I got home in the afternoon, I found that not only Liang Xi was at home, but also Fu Dong and his family also came. After asking, I found out that it was summer vacation and Fu Dong planned to take the whole family to Beijing to play tomorrow.

Fu Dong held up a black object and said, "Last brother, I'll take one of this."

Fu Song glanced at him and said, "What's the matter? I watched you fiddle with him as soon as I entered the door."

Fu Dong said despised: "BP machines are always popular now. You won't have seen them before?"

Fu Song asked Liang Xi wonderingly: "Where did it come from?"

Liang Xi explained: "Two days ago, Brother Feng Ye and the third brother sent five of them, saying that Mucheng had already opened a mobile paging station. I heard that this thing has radiation and is not good for the child, so I dare not use it."

Fu Song took the BP machine, pressed it a few times and lost interest, and said to Fu Dong: "Just just hold it, this thing is not as big as the elder brother."

Fu Dong put the BP machine in the condom like a treasure, then carefully put it on the belt and said, "Of course, big brother is a good thing, but can't we use it? Actually, I have wanted to make a big brother a long time ago, so I can't be so arrogant when I hold it in my hand. I'm super grand when going out to do business, and I can be hard at the waist."

Fu Song said: "It will definitely be there in Mucheng if it won't take two years. How do you leave tomorrow? Do I need to send it to you?"

Fu Dong said proudly: "You are taking a plane. Your sister-in-law has never taken a plane. This time I will take her to open my eyes. You can just take us to the airport tomorrow."

Zhang Xiu snorted: "It seems like you've been sitting."

Fu Dong was choked, but it was rare to refute it. This surprised Fu Song. If it were normal, Fu Dong would definitely retort about such face-losing things.

When I contacted Fu Dong, I was willing to take my wife and children to Beijing to play, which was more abnormal than the sun hitting the west.

Fu Song dares to bet that Fu Dong has definitely gotten into the hands of his second sister-in-law, otherwise how could he be so humble in front of Zhang Xiu?

Although he was very curious, Fu Song did not intend to dig into the bottom line. After all, he had already divided the family and, as a younger brother, he should give his second brother some face.

Liang Xi was also very clear about the relationship between Fu Dong and his wife, and even thought more than Fu Song.

Since Zhang Xiu moved to the city last summer, she and Fu Dong have started to separate from each other. There are only a few days to meet in a year. When you think about it, you will know that there is definitely a problem here, and it is a big problem.

But like Fu Song, she didn't want to get involved in the matter between the second brother and the other party, so she changed the topic and said, "Second brother, where are you living in Beijing? Why don't Fu Song find a place for you?"

"Then the relationship is good!"

"No, no, I won't bother the third brother."

The second couple said in unison that the former was said by Fu Dong and the latter was said by Zhang Xiu.

Liang Xi smiled and said, "Second sister-in-law, you are not an outsider, so what's wrong with me? If my dad hadn't come and my mom's workplace was busy, I would have let you live in my house."

Zhang Xiu wanted to refuse, but Fu Dong was not polite at all and said, "Third brother, find me a high-end hotel, and I will take your second sister-in-law to have a foreign food."

"Okay, I'll ask you to go to the airport to pick you up tomorrow." If Fu Dong was the only one, Fu Song wouldn't bother to care, but for Zhang Xiu and his nieces and nephews, he must have made arrangements as his uncle.

After resting at home for a day, Fu Song hurried back to work in the company. After going out for about ten days, he saved up a lot of things on his desk waiting for him to deal with.

After spending most of the day signing documents that need to be signed, Fu Song finally understood why the university president had to stamp the graduation certificate with a signature seal. If every graduation certificate had to be written by himself, it is estimated that more than half of the principals in the country would die of exhaustion on the eve of the graduation season.

Just as he was about to take a break, Wang Yonghong sent a bunch of things again.

Reports from offices in various countries in the east of the Soviet Union, the agenda of the opening ceremony of vocational and technical schools, the establishment ceremony of the Vision Research Institute, the invitation report of Yuanwang Technology to convene a developer conference, the progress report of the work of the Pudong Joint Investment Group, etc.

Fu Song felt a big headache when he turned it around casually. Let’s not talk about resting today, if you don’t work overtime, you will be Amitabha.

After browsing it quickly, Fu Song said: "The opening ceremony of the Vocational and Technical College can be more lively, but the research institute should be more low-key."

From the beginning of this year to the present, Fu Song has collected more than 300 experts from all walks of life from Eastern Europe. Some technical experts have been diverted to various business departments and factories. There are more than 100 experts in basic research such as mathematics, physics, chemistry, and biology, which have all made Fu Song stuffed his brain into the Vision Research Institute.

As for the director of the institute, he asked his father-in-law Liang Minzhang to serve as the part-time position. In this matter, he did not avoid relatives. Besides, he could not find a more suitable candidate than Liang Minzhang. After all, before retirement, Liang Minzhang was responsible for the work of the science and technology office in the Education Commission.

In fact, Fu Song has no clear plan for the research institute. At most, he can support these experts first. Anyway, he believes that these precious talents will always be useful.

"Is the two-day developer conference too short? It takes two days to go back and forth on the road. We must do a good job in reception in these two days. It takes three days to hold a meeting for one day. Just in time for the Asian Games, you always have to give people time to go out for a walk, right? If anyone wants to visit Yuanwang Technology or communicate with Yuanwang Technology, this is another day. I think it will take at least five days, preferably seven days."

Wang Yonghong said in pain: "Then the cost will be huge."

Fu Song said: "The promotion fee of tens of millions of yuan has been spent, but I still care about this little money? By the way, when will 10,000 computers be ready?"

Wang Yonghong said: "Shenzhen Huanya Electronics Factory is already installing production lines, and various materials are also being prepared. Chief Executive Yan said he will definitely catch up with the developer conference."

Fu Song touched his chin and said, "How about you ask a few bands to come to the developer conference to perform and cheer up?"

"Is this OK?" Wang Yonghong didn't know how to complain. His first feeling was that it was unreliable, but he couldn't just say it, "Will it be too troublesome?"

"What you want is lively! That's it, I'll leave this matter to you. Remember, please don't make me crooked and crooked, it's embarrassing!"

After get off work, I worked half an hour after work, and when I got home, I happened to have dinner.

Since Liang Xi became pregnant, the food at home has become lighter and less flavorful again, which is a bit difficult for people like Fu Song to swallow.

In addition, the weather was hot and there was no appetite. Fu Song ate a few bites of food and took a short while to kill a bottle of cold beer.

"You are allowed to drink another bottle today." Liang Xi said with a smile.

Fu Song wondered: "Why are you so generous today? What are the happy events?"
Chapter completed!
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