"Xiaoye~~ You are finally willing to call your mother, are you doing well in China? Don't blame your mother, I can't go back to see you, ......I didn't receive the clothes I sent to you last time?"

Different from the indifference when he first answered the phone, as soon as he heard that it was Meng Jianye calling, the voice in the receiver suddenly became unusually excited, so that the logic of his speech was a little incoherent.

Meng Jianye told the truth that his feelings for this mother he had never met were actually quite complicated, so before the words in the earpiece were finished, Meng Jianye said anxiously: "Mom, I want to ask you to do something!"

was interrupted, and there was a sudden silence in the earpiece, obviously stunned for a moment, but then a more excited and fearless queen-like voice burst out from the earpiece: "Xiaoye, you said, as long as it's your business, Mom will definitely do it for you!"

"Don't be so serious, I just want you to help me apply for a patent!"

Meng Jianye was afraid that his mother would misunderstand, so he quickly told him about the carbon dioxide semi-automatic arc welding machine, and the woman on the other end of the phone thought that it was a big deal, and when she heard it, she applied for a patent, and hurriedly smiled: "It turns out that it is such a small matter, okay, you prepare the information and send it over, I will get you a quick approval procedure here, and it will be done in less than a week." ”

"Okay, I'll send you the information the day after tomorrow, okay, don't talk about it, it's almost five minutes, the phone bill is expensive, I'll hang up first!" As soon as he heard the other party's promise, Meng Jianye was like a cat stepping on his tail, and quickly hung up the phone.

At this time, in a villa located on the west side of the mountain on Hong Kong Island, a graceful and luxurious middle-aged woman, holding a microphone in her hand, was silently stunned for a long time, and only after a long time did Shi Shiran put down the phone, and muttered worriedly: "The phone bill is expensive, it seems that Xiaoye is not as good as the letter said, alas, it is a pity, the old man will not let go, otherwise how can Xiaoye suffer this crime!"

As she spoke, a string of silent tears slipped from the corner of the woman's eyes, and she immediately wiped them away with her hands, re-strengthening her determination to do the greatest thing, even if it was for her son.

Then I made up my mind, then I picked up the phone again and dialed a number: "Explain, I want to apply for a patent for a carbon dioxide semi-automatic arc welding machine, be fast!"

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Meng Jianye didn't know that his mother on Hong Kong Island would be sad because of his phone bill, otherwise he would definitely grit his teeth and talk about another ten yuan, although it was only for a minute, but it was also his intention to be a son, right?

Yes, you read that right, the cost of one minute is equivalent to half a month's salary of a small worker, of course Meng Jianye is not a small worker, but he chatted for 4 minutes and 52 seconds, and this time 48 yuan 3 cents 2 is gone.

Meng Jianye's basic salary is only 35 yuan and 8 cents, which means that he lost nearly a month and a half of his salary in more than 4 minutes just now.

Fortunately, during this time, Meng Jianye had a lot of performance bonuses and other additional rewards, and he no longer relied on his basic salary to live, otherwise, he would have been able to go to the sea to drink the northwest wind in the second half of the month.

However, no matter what, the matter of applying for a patent has finally come to an eyebrow, no matter how much money is spent, it is worth it, since it is worth it, then it is happy, and since it is happy, it is inevitable to celebrate.

And Meng Jianye's way of celebrating is very simple, that is, to eat a seafood feast happily, what if you are too lazy to do it? Then go to rub it, so Meng Jianye turned around and went to Sun Hongjie's house.

……

It is not complicated to sort out the information, the relevant drawings and technical instructions are archived in the Endeavor factory, as long as you call it out and make a copy, so Meng Jianye's speed is very fast, and the information of the three thick file bags is sent out in the afternoon of the next day.

The days that followed returned to calm again, until Fang Zhe's brother Fang Zhen suddenly entered Meng Jianye's field of vision.

Because it was the existence of Fang Zhen that Luo Jianjun avoided a crisis of repeating the mistakes of the past.

The offshore engineering construction team contracted the construction of a wharf and everything went smoothly in the early stage, but when the dredging operation began, there was a conflict with the local farmers.

Because the dredging ship twisted the seabed silt, the water quality of nearby farmers deteriorated, and the production of seafood was reduced, so people were organized to go to the construction site to find the offshore engineering construction team to explain.

Several of them, who obviously had a criminal record, not only shouted rampantly, but also beat several workers of the construction team.

If this had been put in the past, Luo Jianjun would have done it with his arms up, but since he was fired from the last fight, Luo Jianjun is not so impulsive, but not being impulsive does not mean that he will let someone on his head.

So Luo Jianjun was ready to find a safe way, but before he could figure out what to do, Fang Zhen, who was silent like a transparent person in the past, suddenly stood up.

When they walked among the most cheerful men, and they didn't see him move, they fell to the ground with a miserable howl.

As soon as they saw that the leader was taken down, the people below immediately panicked, measured their combat effectiveness, and felt that it was not good, so they hurriedly ran to find the police.

At this time, when the crackdown was still on, the police heard what was going on? There were still people who dared to fight, and it seemed that it would not work without rewarding a few sets of gold handcuffs, so they immediately rushed to the scene and just wanted to detain Fang Zhen.

Fang Zhen, who had been silent, said seriously: "They didn't hit me. ”

The few people who were beaten on the opposite side and couldn't get up immediately stopped doing it when they heard this, and they all showed their injuries to prove that Fang Zhen was lying, but Fang Zhen shrugged his shoulders and said to the police without care: "They are injured by blunt instruments at first glance, even if I really beat them, how can I make this effect with my flesh and blood? These people are obviously here to make trouble and slander people." ”

When the police heard this, they approached a few people to take a look, Fang Zhen was really right, and according to the bystanders' accounts, Fang Zhen didn't do anything, and those people fell to the ground and howled miserably like their dead father, combined with the purpose of their coming here.

The police immediately rewarded the golden handcuffs to a few people who made trouble.

Those people cried at the time, they were beaten and didn't say anything, and in the end they had to be locked up in the bureau, and if they didn't get it right, they had to be sentenced, so they didn't want to be too aggrieved, so the resistance became more intense, but they had no evidence, and secondly, the motive was impure, so the direct consequence of their resistance was that the police uncle directly attacked strongly, and he took it to the car and drove away.

When Meng Jianye learned of the situation, he was very surprised, but he didn't expect that there was a martial arts master hidden in the construction team, so he took advantage of the policy to come back from vacation and made a special trip to ask him how he did it.

Fang Zhen didn't hide it, revealing the snaps on his jeans, and he didn't see any movement, just stroked the wall of his house, and a deep dent appeared on the flat wall, and then he said sneeringly: "The action must be steady, and the shot must be ruthless!"

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