Chapter 252 Autumn in Kyoto

  November, with blue sky, golden ginkgo trees, and sometimes red walls and green tiles, people can be seen excitedly taking pictures almost everywhere.

  Autumn is the most beautiful season in Kyoto. The sky is so high, so blue, so bright, the leaves change from green to yellow, and fall from yellow, short and beautiful.

It's like a girl walking among the fallen leaves on Xiaohexi Road, with fresh hair, beautiful face, clear eyes, and the fresh and natural breath exuding from the inside out, and the fallen leaves are painted into a beautiful picture. 's picture scroll.

  The scroll is beautiful, just like autumn in Kyoto.

   "Aunt Wen, good morning!"

   "Good morning, Bai Li!" Wen Lihua replied with a smile. Looking at the bright girl in front of me, my mood involuntarily improved.

  Bai Li nodded politely, "Aunt Wen, I have to rush to class, let's go first."

   "Come on, let's talk when you have time." Wen Lihua waved quickly.

   Looking at the girl in a hurry, Wen Lihua's smile grew bigger and bigger. Anyone who sees such a beautiful scenery, such a beautiful girl, will feel better involuntarily.

   Packed up her mood, Wen Lihua turned around and walked towards the one-kilometer convenience store. Since taking office for a month, Wen Lihua has never been to the canteen of Xiaohe Street Committee again.

  She lives alone in the past month. She has gotten used to getting up to 1 kilometer every morning to buy 2 fragrant vegetarian buns, plus a cup of packaged soy milk, which is enough to satisfy her empty stomach.

In just a few months, the one-kilometer convenience store has really become a part of the life of the residents around Xiaohe Street, as Zhao Song said, including meals in the morning, drinks during the day, snacks after school, after get off work After the meat dish.

  Compared with the underground supermarket next to it, the price of goods here is not low, but it has many points that the underground supermarket cannot do, that is, clean, tidy, hygienic and fast.

  In this super city where the pace of life is getting faster and faster, with these, it is enough for a convenience store.

   "Dazhi, it's the same as yesterday." Wen Lihua sat on the seat next to the bar and said to Hong Dazhi on the way.

   "Auntie Wen, wait a moment, I'll bring it to you right away." Hong Dazhi, who was behind the food control table, quickly loaded two buns and a cup of soy milk, and quickly brought it to Wen Lihua.

   "Thank you." Wen Lihua took it with a smile and ate slowly.

  Hong Dazhi did not return to the console. After hesitating for a while, he asked cautiously, "Auntie, are you still angry with Zhao Song? Are you willing not to eat the food Xiaoyu cooks?"

  Wen Lihua held her forehead in disbelief and said angrily, "Why am I angry with them? Xiaoyu studies too late every day, and Zhao Song has stopped letting her get up early to cook this month."

   "Oh." Hong Dazhi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then eat slowly, I'll go to work."

   "Big ambition!"

   Hong Dazhi stopped.

   "When you see Zhao Song, bring him over to me!"

   also said you were not angry. Hong Dazhi scratched his head and said in embarrassment, "Auntie, that's my boss!"

   "Does he look like a boss? After the Golden Week on the 11th, run away when he sees me!" Wen Lihua said angrily.

   "Auntie, according to your opinion, if I run into you, I have to run!" Hong Dazhi said with a smile: "We have more than 900 households in Xiagou Village, and you let them all be demolished and rebuilt. How much will it cost?"

   "You know shit!" Wang Lihua took out the style of a grassroots worker and said loudly: "Tell him, come and find me tonight, or I will take back the house of the old neighborhood committee."

  Hong Dazhi spread his hands and stammered, "He's busy like a dog every day, where can I go to find him?"

   "School! Go to the school gate to block him at noon!"

  …

  Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering, Director Guo's Office of the Teaching Office.

   Zhao Song, who didn't know that someone was thinking about him, was sitting at Director Guo's desk at this time with a frowning look on his face.

   "Director, I'm completely unable to keep up with the professional class now. It's a waste of time to come to class. If you don't come to class, the students are still gossiping. There's really no other way to do it except to take a break."

   Director Guo also had an embarrassed look on his face. He looked at the student in front of him who was thriving in the society, and frowned and asked, "Your company is really busy, can't it be without you?"

   Zhao Song shook his head and nodded again, "I have to sign, Director, there are hundreds of thousands and millions of expenditures almost every day. Without my signature, the money will not go out!"

   "Hey~" Director Guo gasped, but he was relieved when he remembered the signing ceremony on the Kyoto News more than half a month ago.

After careful consideration, Director Guo went on to say: "You are a typical example of the school, it is definitely impossible to suspend your studies! Well, you can do your own thing first, and then I will study with the school leaders and have the results. Let you know!"

   Zhao Song nodded when he heard the words, and said regretfully: "Director, the opportunity for Professor Yangcai to focus on teaching is not always available. In fact, I feel more pity than anyone else."

   "Fish and bear's paw..." Speaking of which, Director Guo kept his mouth shut. In Zhao Song's situation, no one can tell which is the fish and which is the bear's paw. It's better not to say the big truth.

   Zhao Song smiled and did not answer Director Guo's words, but asked sternly: "Director, are the computers in our school's computer room almost out of date?"

   "What? What do you think?" Director Guo looked at Zhao Song with interest and asked expectantly.

   Zhao Song lowered his head and counted for a while before saying, "On behalf of Tesla, I donated 300 Celeron version of Frozen to the school. This time, I even changed the teacher's work computer."

   Director Guo smiled and said, "The market value is nearly 2 million. This is the largest alumni donation since our school was established, and it is still an alumni who has not graduated."

   Mr. Zhao said embarrassedly: "You know, it's a matter of time."

   Director Guo nodded in agreement, and then said solemnly: "Zhao Song, what the school is most looking forward to is not your donations, but more in-depth cooperation like Tesla and Huaqingjing University!"

   Zhao Song looked at Director Guo tangled. It wasn't that he underestimated his alma mater. Except for mechanical-related departments, young lecturers accounted for 40% of other disciplines. Compared with other schools, there was really no advantage.

   As for the Mechanical Department, Zhao Song scratched his head, thinking about what euphemism to use to reject Director Guo.

  Who knows, Director Guo seems to have guessed what he is embarrassing, and smiled calmly: "Don't be embarrassed, if Tesla's future research and development involves our advantageous disciplines, I hope Tesla can give priority to our school."

"That's for sure!" Zhao Song nodded in agreement without hesitation, then stood up, "Then I'll go first if there's nothing wrong with the director..." Having said that, Zhao Song suddenly stopped, only to see him staring blankly. The office chair under Director Guo.

"what's wrong?"

   "Director, are there any ergonomics in the school?"

"professor!"

   "Can you make chairs?"

   Director Guo rubbed his temples with a headache, "What do you want to do?"

   Zhao Song said enthusiastically, "With the doubling of PC sales, more and more enterprises and institutions have begun to work electronically."

   Director Guo nodded, frowned and asked, "This is the future trend, but what does this have to do with chairs?"

   "Director!" Zhao Song's eyes flashed, and he said excitedly: "The era of lumbar muscle strain for all people is coming!"

  “…”

   Looking at Zhao Song with an excited face, Director Guo's face slowly turned rosy, and it took a lot of effort to hold back a sentence, "Get out!"

  You let Huaqing's research chips, Beijing University's research materials, and your own school chairs?

Looking at Director Guo's face, Zhao Song knew that he had misunderstood and quickly explained: "The ergonomic chair needs to study the human lumbar spine; the ergonomic mouse needs to study the natural structure of the human hand; the height between the ergonomic desk and the keyboard needs to be studied. Poor, even involving the structure of the wrist and cervical spine.

   Director, the consumption upgrade brought about by the rapid economic development has made the people's requirements for a healthy and comfortable living and working environment continue to increase. But in-depth research in this area is a blank in our country. This is a completely new industry. If our school seizes the opportunity, a top-level major will be born in the future. "

   Kinesiology is the study of the interaction of humans with machines and the environment. Just relying on the two crooked people from the keyboard factory, it will be a drop in the bucket for Tesla's more and more product development in the future. Zhao Song hopes that more and more relevant professionals will join Tesla in the future. .

  …….

   It wasn't until he got into the Mercedes-Benz that Zhao Song recovered from his excitement, looked at his watch, and quickly said to Ermao in the driver's seat, "Hurry up, don't be late for today's meeting again."

  Er Mao nodded, "Ask for leave or leave school?"

   "Ask for leave! I think it suits me. Since the school doesn't care about those rumors, I don't care!" Zhao Song shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

   "That's good! Save a whole day of running back and forth!" Er Mao stepped on the accelerator and asked, "Zhao Song, when you started your business, did you think you would be so busy now?"

   "Where is this going!" Zhao Song said disdainfully, "When I was in Jiaming, I delivered up to seven sets of computers a day, and I couldn't lift my arms when I returned to the dormitory at night!"

"now what?"

   "Now?" Zhao Song smiled, turned to look out the window, and said cheerfully, "As long as it doesn't interfere with my **** life, it's not busy!"

"…rogue!"

"Thank you for the compliment!"

  …….

  November 1st, at 10:00 a.m., on the sixth floor of Wutong Building, Tesla conference room.

   Zhao Song hurriedly pushed the door and came in. Seeing that all the high-ranking officials had already taken their seats, he quickly nodded apologetically.

   "Boss, Wei Fang has just received news from the island country that our first negotiation with Fujitsu and Willcom will start the day after tomorrow!"

   "Fujitsu agreed?" Zhao Song asked happily.

   "I would agree if I did." Professor Zhou on the side said, "Zhao Song, why should the first ARM authorization be used on the outdated PHS?

  Relevant state departments have warned Hangzhou Telecom about PHS business problems several times! "

   Zhao Song explained patiently. "First, because it is outdated, the islanders can help us design with confidence! We can also send people to learn something from it."

   "Second, as long as the domestic mobile phone call rates do not drop, there will be a market for PHS."

   "The last point." Speaking of which, Zhao Song raised a finger, "PHS is not a mobile phone, so it doesn't require a license to produce it!"

  Total assets: 370 million.

   (one and a half chapters today, gone)

   This chapter has no beginning or end, and the next chapter will continue to explain the plot.

  

  

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