Ling Gu Xian's brain is not rusty yet, so naturally he will not agree to compete with her:

What does it mean if he wins? It shows that he is more skilled than a little girl in the countryside? What if he loses? Where does he put his face? Moreover, this kind of opening test limited to one kind of switch cannot show his true level at all, just like asking an engineer who can repair a high-end sports car to compete with a master who repairs a bicycle to repair a bicycle.

A master can quickly repair a bicycle with his eyes closed, and an engineer who can repair a sports car can repair a bicycle to be able to ride, how can it be compared?

Seeing Ling Gu Xian leave in a bad mood, Gao Jianke, who was already unhappy, angrily yelled at Chief Meng: "What the hell are you doing? I don't know if the switch is opened or not? Aren't you fooling us?...... Go back!"

The people who came all left with their heads down, only Wang Jianxiong, a technician from the city bureau who had been here to repair the manual switch during the mining disaster, stayed at the end intentionally or unintentionally, and when the others went out, he asked Guo Qian in a low voice: "Is he the postman?"

Guo Qian said proudly: "Yes." He's not a postman now, he's a college student!"

Wang Jianxiong gave Guo Qian a thumbs up, and then left with the others.

Gao Jianke and his entourage did not even stop at the county post and telecommunications bureau and went directly back to the city bureau. After returning to the city bureau, Gao Jianke was still angry, and called Fan Youcai, director of the post and telecommunications bureau of Lingjia County, in front of Ling Guxian, and said it with a gun and a stick, venting his dissatisfaction, and letting Ling Guxian know that he was indeed kept in the dark.

This phone call made Fan Youcai feel aggrieved and inexplicable, and this is the scene where Zhu Keqi answered his call.

After dinner, Jiang Xinwei asked his father to write a note, the content of which was mainly to affirm that the family agreed that Jiang Xinwei would work and study at the same time, and asked the leaders of Central South Institute of Technology to take more care.

In fact, Jiang Xinwei knew that the reason why Ma Xiaoqun asked him to hand over this note was because he was worried that Jiang Xinwei's parents would not know. When Jiang Xinwei's grades are not qualified, he will not be able to get a diploma, and he is worried that Jiang Xinwei's parents will go to school to find trouble. This note is not so much that the school wants it, but that the school informs Jiang's father and Jiang's mother: Jiang Xinwei will not study seriously in the future.

Because his son has the baby given by the Xiankong Taoist, the son will have no worries about food and clothing for three lifetimes, because Jiang's father no longer cares about Jiang Xinwei's college grades as much as before, and seeing that his son insists on working while studying, he agreed, and wrote a note and signed his name very happily.

Jiang Xinwei didn't expect the Taoist priest's things to have this effect. After putting the note his father had written in his pocket, he went back to his room to read a book when he didn't want to watch black-and-white TV. He was reading the books left behind by the Xiankong priest.

His younger sister, Jiang Xiaoqing, is now in high school, lives on campus, and only comes home once a week on Sundays, and no one comes to disturb him.

Thinking that he was going to meet the Chinese from the United States tomorrow, and remembering that the Chinese had the sequelae of the gunshot wound after being cured, Jiang Xinwei's heart moved, and he began to look for relevant prescriptions from three medical books.

The Taoist priest did not disappoint him, he turned to the newly folded page of the Xiankong Taoist priest in the book "Liantang Yaoshu", opened it and took a look, and it was indeed a prescription for treating the sequelae of knife wounds, stab wounds, and stabs. Although this prescription is not specifically for gunshot wounds, because there were no bullets in ancient times, it treats the sequelae caused by the loss of internal organs caused by metal objects.

"Xiankong sued me for this recipe, it must be useful, right?" Jiang Xinwei was overjoyed and hurriedly looked at it, "Does he mean to let me get this favor from him?" No wonder he said that I should use a dead horse as a live horse doctor, then I will treat him as a dead horse, anyway, this kind of decoction can't cure the dead, hehe." ”

In the following pages, Master Xiankong also put a piece of paper, which wrote some thoughts about this prescription, including not only the dosage and origin requirements of the two herbs Huangjing and cinnabar, but also some reactions of patients after taking the medicine and the corresponding measures that should be taken:

The Taoist priest said that the general reaction of patients is that the effect is fast at first, but the effect is no longer obvious after taking the medicine more times. If the initial response is mild, it takes two years or more to take the drug continuously to cure. However, the initial medication reaction is intense, and even the whole body is sore, painful, red and tongue green, and the whole body is bruised, and the radical cure is fast, only three months. However, the patient's overreaction is likely to be misleading and needs to be countered with a different medication after the symptoms appear.

Seeing that the Taoist priest wrote so seriously and thought so thoroughly, Jiang Xinwei was very moved and grateful. He didn't know how he could get such care from a Taoist priest.

……

A young man in his twenties came to the house of the director of the dormitory building of the Provincial Post and Telecommunications Administration in Shuangzhou City, Hudong Province.

For this young man's door, not only the director's wife was unusually polite, but more polite than to an official of the same level as her husband, even Lu Xiangtao, who was the director, also put down his position as the director and personally invited the young man to sit on the sofa in the living room.

While waiting for the director's wife to make tea, the two men sat on the sofa and chatted casually about inconsequential topics.

After waiting for the director's wife to bring the tea and leave, the young man said impatiently: "Uncle Lu, this matter seems really unfair to me. The technology is our post and telecommunications equipment company, the raw materials are our post and telecommunications equipment company, and the market is also the post and telecommunications bureau, and the profits of this telephone should have been attributed to our post and telecommunications system. They just assembled it, how can they take the lion's share of the profits from the telephone for nothing?"

His mentality is almost the same as that of the employees of the post and telecommunications equipment company.

Lu Xiangtao glanced at the young man in front of him, smiled and said, "Xiao Gu, you don't understand the situation. After I saw the advertisement, I called Xu Dongkai and asked him, and he said that in the past, the post and telecommunications equipment company could not produce qualified telephones at all, and the production of telephones in the past not only could not make money, but also made customers complain. …… In the end, it was this Shengli Electronics No. 2 factory that came to a highly skilled young man who could use the same electronic components to make a good quality telephone. …… Besides, the two companies have already signed a contract, how can we, as the higher-level authorities, interfere with the work below at will, isn't it?"

The young man said disapprerovingly: "But the intellectual property rights of the telephone are still owned by the post and telecommunications equipment company." What kind of technical experts solve only some small technical failures, according to the division of intellectual property rights, they simply can't get such a large proportion of the share. …… Uncle Lu, believe it or not, if they are allowed to cooperate so much, the workers of the post and telecommunications equipment company will definitely make trouble, and now they are making small troubles, putting forward opinions to Hao Fuguo or something, as the money earned by Shengli Electronics No. 2 Factory increases, they will become more and more unbalanced, and the trouble will become bigger and bigger, and the employees of the Yiyang City Telecommunications Bureau may also get involved, so that the work there will be chaotic? In my opinion, we should solve it before the matter has deteriorated. ”

Lu Xiangtao smiled bitterly: "It's not a good thing to be red-eyed. If the post and telecommunications equipment company repents, they may not be unjustified by the victory of the No. 2 Electronics Factory, and they are justified. When the matter gets bigger, the government departments will come forward, and then it will not be up to us to appease both sides? I don't know what to say to these people. ”

The young man said disappreciatively: "If they make trouble, we are still afraid that they will not make trouble? Besides, if we don't do it now,...... , Uncle Lu, you believe me, as long as I go to the post and telecommunications equipment company as the general manager, I can settle everything, and I will be responsible for what happens. ”

Lu Xiangtao looked at the young man in front of him again, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

(PS: The protagonist won't go to learn Taoism or anything, because he has already said goodbye to the Taoist priest)

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