Chapter 671 is really a golden idea

   After completing the procedures for entering the network, Liu Qingshan threw the big brother to Cao Xiaofei and told him to put it in his bag.

  The two girls didn't bring bags, and they held the big brother carefully in their hands.

  Xiao Xu's hands are small, so he had to hold them together. He simply stuffed them into Brother Hai's arms, and then clapped his little hands: "It's easy now."

  He Min smiled and said: "Others have a big brother, and they want to hold it in their hands to show off, but you are better off, take it as a burden."

  She also likes this girl from the bottom of her heart, and she was trained in the direction of her successor, so she was willing to spend money to buy a big brother for Xiaoxu.

   "Aunt Min, it's really heavy." Xiao Xu acted a little coquettishly, this sensitive girl obviously also regards He Min as a close elder.

  When dinner was in the evening, Lin Zizhou also came. During this period of time, he was basically unemployed and had a lot of time.

  Inquired about Liu Qingshan's work arrangements, and learned that in the library, Lin Zizhou also nodded: "Very good, it seems that the school leaders also intend to protect you."

  He wasn't worried about Liu Qingshan's youthful vigor, so he didn't say anything to comfort him. He knew the young man in front of him better than most people.

  The next day, Liu Qingshan finally started to go to work. Aunt Lu cheerfully found a set of Chinese stand-up collar for him, and helped clean up the leather shoes.

   "You don't need to be so formal." Liu Qingshan couldn't take advantage of Aunt Lu's kindness, so he had to change it.

  Aunt Lu looked up and down, and she was so happy from ear to ear: "Look, how handsome our Qingshan is!"

   "Boss, I'll see you off."

  Cao Xiaofei wanted to drive Liu Qingshan to work, but Liu Qingshan drove him away and asked him to be Xiaoli's driver today.

  Are you kidding me? Even the heads of departments at Peking University still ride bicycles.

  Liu Qingshan pushed his familiar 28-bar, out of the alley, rode onto the street, and got mixed into the torrent of bicycles.

  There is also a bag hanging on his handlebar, but there is no lunch box, and there is only a mobile phone in it.

  He rode all the way to the school gate and said hello to the gatekeeper.

  The gatekeeper also knew Liu Qingshan: "Didn't you go to study abroad?"

   "Oh, I'm back to work." Liu Qingshan replied, and pushed the cart into the campus.

  Although Liu Qingshan has changed from a student to a faculty member, Liu Qingshan's state of mind has not changed much.

  He rode back on his bike and came directly to the library. It was quiet here, and he came a little early.

   Alright, continue to be a sweeping monk.

  Liu Qingshan was fine when he was idle, and started cleaning again.

   When the sweeping was almost finished, a few people rode their bicycles to work one after another. Seeing Liu Qingshan, they all felt a little strange.

   "Student, which department are you from, class is about to start, go back to class first, thank you." A nearly middle-aged aunt greeted Liu Qingshan.

   "It's okay, I'm Xiao Liu who is new to work here." Liu Qingshan raised his head and smiled.

   "Little Liu, I've heard that, you can call me Sister Li."

  The colleague put away the bicycle with a smile, looked at Liu Qingshan, and immediately came up to him: "Xiao Liu, do you have a date?"

  Liu Qingshan blinked, and finally understood what the middle-aged aunt's greatest hobby was.

  In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, he still nodded with a silly smile, otherwise, he would be bored to death.

  Sister Li looked regretful, and then enthusiastically chatted with Liu Qingshan, asking about where the family is, how many people are there, and what jobs are they doing, asking in detail.

  Liu Qingshan responded calmly, only saying that his family is from a rural area and he stayed in school after graduation.

  After cleaning up the garbage, Sister Li dragged Liu Qingshan to the office. There were only a dozen colleagues in total, all in a large office.

   They all greeted each other very quickly, and finally Liu Qingshan was called by curator Lu to the separate curator's office.

  Curator Lu is a slightly fat middle-aged man with an elegant appearance. He first shook hands with Liu Qingshan enthusiastically:

   "Ah Qingshan, the principal has explained your affairs, so let's work hard here first. Don't worry, your contribution to the school will not be buried."

  Obviously, curator Lu knew something about the situation. As for those colleagues, because Liu Qingshan kept a low profile, they didn't know his details.

   "Director Lu, thank you for your concern." Liu Qingshan also smiled and nodded his thanks, and he felt that kind of deep love again.

   After chatting for a while, director Lu didn't assign any specific work to Liu Qingshan, so of course Liu Qingshan didn't ask.

  Leaving the curator's office, Liu Qingshan officially started the first day of work. As for the specific work, there is no work.

  Without a job, Liu Qingshan arranged the work by himself. He sat in front of the old desk he assigned, rummaged through the drawer, found a manuscript paper, and started to write at the desk.

  It's morning now, and there's not much reading or borrowing in the library, so most of my colleagues are in the office.

  When they saw the newcomer, Comrade Xiao Liu, keeping his head buried in writing, they all nodded secretly: Yes, at least he is someone who can sit on a stool.

  Library work is actually relatively leisurely, but there is no such thing as knitting sweaters or chatting in the office.

  At this time, the school had strict requirements for work. Everyone was reading a book, or recording something in a notebook. In short, the learning atmosphere was still very strong.

  Liu Qingshan only straightened up when he wrote a number, feeling a little thirsty, it seems that he must bring a water bottle tomorrow.

  At this time, most people use white porcelain teacups with lids, or simply use large enamel mugs.

   It's the kind of tank that says "Sailing the seas depends on the helmsman" or "Serving the people".

   "Xiao Liu, don't you want to drink water, sister here has a can, you can make do with it first."

  Sister Li came up and put a clean canned bottle on Liu Qingshan's table.

  Liu Qingshan got up quickly: "Sister Li, thank you so much, I'm really thirsty."

   After speaking, he cheerfully went to the tea tray, picked up the thermos bottle, and poured half a glass of water.

   Seeing that the thermos was about to be empty, he carried it out and said, "Sister Li, how can I turn on the water?"

  Sister Li enthusiastically showed him the way, and after Liu Qingshan walked out, she continued to mutter: "What a diligent young man, it's a pity that he has a partner."

   When Liu Qingshan returned to the office, he saw two more people in the office, handing out canned food next to the table.

  The benefits are good.

  Liu Qingshan also took the canned food handed to him, which belonged to Huangtai Pingguo.

  The person who handed him the can was a middle-aged man wearing a blue hat, which reminded Liu Qingshan of Mr. Ma who sold Cosmos cigarettes on the Spring Festival Gala two years ago. He was probably also a salesman.

   At this time, Sister Li said: "Everyone, it is a cannery run by my old family. The sales are not very good. Please help me think about it."

  The middle-aged man also nodded with a smile: "Please help everyone, our canned food is really delicious."

  Sister Li also opened a bottle, found a small spoon, scooped up a Huangtai Pingguo for everyone to taste.

  Everyone nodded while eating: "It's quite sweet."

  The middle-aged man still had a smile on his face: "Our cans are all real materials. Everyone is knowledgeable. There must be a way. Help, help."

  Being soft-spoken, everyone gave their ideas in a hurry. Some said to lower the price, and some said to engage in prize sales. Anyway, they were very hardworking. As for whether it will work, they can't guarantee it.

   "Xiao Liu, you are studying economics, please give me an idea."

  Sister Li also felt that those ideas were unreliable. Seeing Liu Qingshan smiling and saying nothing, she went to him directly.

  Liu Qingshan picked up the canned bottle of water from his desk, took a sip slowly, and then said:

   "It's not impossible, just work on the bottle."

   "Aren't all cans and bottles dripping like this, what else can I do?" The middle-aged man asked suspiciously.

   At this time, the canning bottles did not have as many styles as later generations. They were basically uniform in size and relatively short, but they had larger stomachs and smaller hands, so they had to be held in both hands.

  The bottle cap on the top is not rotated as later, but the whole circle is crushed to death.

   When eating, you have to use a screwdriver to pry up the surrounding area, which is quite laborious.

   Colleagues around me were also a bit puzzled: Yes, aren’t all cans and bottles like this?

  Liu Qingshan gently shook the canned water bottle in his hand: "Thanks to the canned bottle Sister Li gave me, it inspired me."

  “If the canning bottle is designed in the shape of a glass water cup, it will be thinner and taller than it is now.”

   "After eating the cans like this, the bottles are okay..."

   Before Liu Qingshan finished speaking, Sister Li slapped her thigh vigorously: "Wonderful, you can eat canned food and get a drinking cup after eating, killing two birds with one stone!"

  Others also understood, and nodded along, praising young people for their quick minds.

   "This can become a typical case in the Department of Economics. The cost has basically not increased, but the added value of the product has greatly increased. Good idea, good idea!"

  Suddenly someone interrupted, and everyone saw that it was two big bosses from the School of Economics, Dean Hu and Vice Dean Zhou, who came hand in hand.

   Everyone hurriedly greeted each other, and Dean Hu patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder with a smile: "I didn't embarrass our college."

   Obviously, these two bosses came here to give Liu Qingshan a platform: This is someone from our School of Economics, everyone should show some face.

   It’s an old office, and of course everyone knew the intention, so they praised it one after another.

  Some say that Liu Qingshan is diligent, and some praise Liu Qingshan for being smart.

  Dean Hu nodded again and again: "Qingshan, it is the most rare thing to apply what you have learned. You have done a good job, very good."

   "It's all taught by the professors of our college." It made Liu Qingshan a little ashamed, but he could also feel the love and care from Dean Hu and Vice Dean Zhou for him, and his heart was still warm.

   After the two bosses left in satisfaction, the middle-aged salesman came up to Liu Qingshan, grabbed his hands, and shook them vigorously:

   "Oh, little comrade, thank you so much, it's better to be educated, such a good idea, how did you come up with it?"

   "Your idea is really a golden idea. Don't worry, our factory will package the canned food here in the future, and send it back once a month."

  Although he is not very educated, he can tell that this idea will definitely save their cannery.

  Other colleagues also beamed when they heard this, eating canned food for free, of course they were happy.

  Liu Qingshan explained to him in detail, especially that the bottle mouth needs to be redesigned into that kind of spiral shape, which can be rotated. Otherwise, the water cup has no lid, which is inconvenient.

  After the middle-aged salesman left thankfully, Liu Qingshan sat back in his seat and continued to write.

  Colleagues were still whispering about what happened just now, each with a little excitement.

   Liu Qingshan was so focused on writing that he didn't notice that the office suddenly became quiet.

  The colleagues who were sitting behind their desks had already stood up, and they wanted to greet the old man who came in.

  The old man smiled and waved his hands, then motioned them to do their own work.

  The old man slowly walked behind Liu Qingshan, took out the mirror from his pocket, stood beside Liu Qingshan, and looked at what he wrote on the manuscript paper.

  Liu Qingshan didn't notice it at all, and wrote for a while, then reached out to grab the canned bottle and water glass next to him.

   At this time, he realized that there was an old man beside him at some point.

   "Principal Ding!" Liu Qingshan stood up when he saw who was coming.

  The person who came was the principal of Peking University. He happened to be over 60 years old. Most of his hair had turned silvery white, and his eyebrows looked particularly thick.

   "Principal Ding, sit down." Liu Qingshan suddenly felt a heat in his heart, and his eyes were a little sore.

  He knew that Principal Ding would definitely not appear here for no reason, and his purpose might be the same as that of President Hu and the others.

   Such an elder, why doesn't his heart stir?

   "Qingshan, the first day of work, are you still used to it?"

  Principal Ding sat on Liu Qingshan's chair, put his hands and fingers on the table, and looked at Liu Qingshan sincerely.

  Liu Qingshan nodded vigorously, his voice choked with sobs: "Principal Ding, I'm fine now."

   "Sit, comrades also sit." Principal Ding waved his hand, and everyone sat down. Just now the principal was standing, and they all stood by him for a long time.

  Sister Li also moved an empty chair to Liu Qingshan.

  At this moment, the shock in the hearts of these colleagues in the room almost broke through the sky.

  They didn't know who this new Comrade Xiao Liu was. He recruited the principal on the first day of his employment.

  Everyone tried their best to pretend they were busy with their work, but their ears were all pricked up.

  Principal Ding pointed to the manuscript paper in front of Liu Qingshan: "What is the email address you wrote on it, I don't understand, can you explain it to me?"

  Liu Qingshan nodded vigorously. This is the character of the older generation of scholars. If you don’t understand something, you will never pretend to understand it.

  Other colleagues were also stunned when they heard it. They all knew the mailbox, and no one had sent a letter yet, but what did the email address mean?

  Liu Qingshan thought for a moment, then explained what an e-mail is in simple and easy-to-understand language.

   "Oh, it looks very convenient, it's similar to sending a letter, but the transmission speed is very fast, no wonder it's called an e-mail."

  Principal Ding was also quite interested. He first expressed a few words of appreciation, and then suddenly asked: "Qingshan, then you said that Beijing University, can we have this e-mail?"

  (end of this chapter)