It's late, but there's a lot of content. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

…………

After a brief meeting ceremony in the airport lounge, accompanied by the two mayors, the anxious head of the US Environmental Protection Agency, Lancelot, first visited the sewage treatment plant in the industrial park.

After overnight construction, the sewage treatment plant at this time has been clean and new. There is no harmless, but very smelly organic sediment around the factory.

In the factory, we wiped down all the places that could be wiped.

Rao is like this, Director Lancelot, who lives in the shadow of his clothes and sideburns all the year round, is still so smoked by the smell here that he can't even drink hot tea.

But when Director Lancelot saw the intensely ionized sewage treatment plant in the center of a huge industrial wastewater pond that had tormented him for a week, he thought it was all worth it.

Even if I have watched the video countless times, I have not stood in front of this sewage treatment equipment, which represents the highest industrial level, and I was shocked.

Director Lancelot and his entourage watched as the pool of highly toxic pink industrial wastewater was restored to clarity little by little under the treatment of that miraculous device.

Solid pollutants that are purified from industrial wastewater emit a strong pungent odor.

But at this time, Director Lancelot didn't feel bad at all.

Think about how many dollars the government spends every year on industrial sewage pollution.

How many people have been affected physically by polluted water resources. In just half a day, the official website of the White House collected a record-breaking ten signatures. It can be seen how much the American people hate industrial sewage pollution?

Thinking of this, Director Lancelot was even more determined to introduce such equipment to the United States.

"Mr. Director, I think we in the White House have greatly underestimated the far-reaching significance of this piece of equipment. White House assistant to the White House staff Kaprun whispered in Lancelot's ear: "Mr. President has just taken office, if you can introduce this kind of equipment to the United States, I think Mr. President's approval rating will definitely increase significantly." ”

"And you'......, Director"

Assistant Kaplan gave you a knowing look, and the latter nodded, tacitly.

For an entire morning, Lancelot was in the sewage treatment plant. This made the two mayors, Xia Mingyu and Wu Shunyun, both happy and scolding in their hearts.

Happily, there were a few other tours that were not well prepared at all, and Director Lancelot spent all his time here, and it was better not to visit other places. The scolding is because Director Lancelot has been staying here and not leaving, and they have to accompany the smell of the strange smell in the sewage treatment plant.

In the end, it was noon when Director Lancelot and his entourage were reluctant to leave the sewage treatment plant.

The luncheon was held in the reception hall of the city hall, and the dishes were delicious, and Director Lancelot was visibly absent-minded, constantly checking the time on his watch. When it was past two o'clock, he immediately made a request to visit the next project.

"Two mayors, you've worked hard this morning. You are busy with government affairs, so let's just go there ourselves. "Director Lancelot tactfully advised the two mayors not to follow him, because he went to Behemoth Heavy Industries not only for a visit, but also for a very important conversation.

The two mayors also know very well, but such an important guest comes to visit, and it is really a bit out of line with the reception process if they are not accompanied.

Then put the pomp and circumstance a little bigger, so that Director Lancelot can feel the sincerity of the Zhongyun government.

Two Mercedes Benz at the head, dozens of Audi A6L cushions behind. The mounted police opened the road, and the traffic light signal control on the road ensured that the whole line was unblocked.

"Toot ~ Woo Vomit ~ Woo Vomit ~"

The mounted police motorcycle that opened the road in front of it sounded a crisp siren. Such a procession, the moment it left the city hall, it attracted the attention of passers-by.

Sharp-eyed people also found that in the convoy, there was a black NBC news interview van, the window was lowered, and a foreigner photographer was holding a camera and kept shooting.

NBC is one of the largest and most famous television stations in the United States, and like the official Chinese television station, they have expatriate correspondents all over the world. This time, the NBC reporter followed Zhongyun from Yanjing, mainly Director Lancelot, and wanted to film all the process of his visit to Zhongyun City.

Strong ionization sewage treatment equipment in the United States, public opinion is very hot. The purpose of recording the itinerary of this visit in the form of news is to let the American people know. They elected the president, who was a very efficient leader. Unlike the previous president, the things promised before taking office were not completed after he stepped down.

This kind of thing that can be done with prestige, Director Lancelot, naturally wants to help Mr. President do it beautifully.

With anticipation, Director Lancelot and his entourage enjoyed countless envious and jealous glances and came to the front of the Monster Heavy Industries Building.

At this time, at the door of the Blue Sky Building, a long banner had been stretched and the red carpet had been rolled out, and the high-spirited young president was standing among several beautiful girls with good image and temperament, welcoming the arrival of Director Lancelot and his party.

The Mercedes-Benz that served as a courtesy car stopped, and the NBC TV cameraman, who came here in advance, recorded this moment with his lens together with many media in China.

The flashing lights flashed wildly, the car doors opened, and Director Lancelot ran around for two days to finally meet the young president who gave Mr. President a headache.

"Mr. Lancelot, welcome from all the way to the United States. Ye Qing took a few beautiful receptionists and the company's management to greet him.

"In the United States, the popularity of Behemoth Heavy Industries can be compared with Hollywood superstars. Mr. Ye, Mr. President, I asked me to take him to say hello to you. Director Lancelot laughed, shook hands with him, and then shook hands with the management.

And those beautiful young girls, of course, Lancelot can't forget.

Good things always make people feel good. When he shook hands with the girls, they had a shy and slightly excited expression on their faces, which greatly satisfied Lancelot.

However, when he grasped the fourth girl, Director Lancelot looked up in surprise and looked at the young girl with a frosty face.

Her hands were so cold, Director Lancelot couldn't help but think in his heart, is this girl sick, why can't she feel the slightest body temperature on her hands?

Whatever, Director Lancelot was about to pull out his hand and grab the next one. As a result, he suddenly felt a surge of electricity coming from the girl's hand.

"Ahh

Director Lancelot held his numb right hand and shook his hand in pain as if he had touched a power switch, bewildered by all the media and his entourage.

"What's the matter, Mr. Lancelot?" Ye Qing asked pretending to be concerned.

It took a lot of effort for Lancelot to endure the pain and forced a smile: "But... There may be static electricity. ”

……

A group of people walked into the company, accompanied by NBC reporters to be responsible for interviews. Along the way, Lancelot kept looking at the girl with a cold expression with a suspicious gaze.

After briefly visiting the office area, Lancelot whispered in Ye Qing's ear, "Mr. Ye, can you go to the office and talk about it alone." ”

"Don't be in a hurry, Mr. Lancelot, we have an afternoon. Ye Qingchong, the NBC photographer in charge of filming next to him, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Mr. Lancelot, in order to welcome your arrival, our company has specially arranged some employees who are good at talent shows to prepare a few programs for you." ”

"Really, that's my pleasure. Lancelot hated to smash Ye Qing with his fist in his heart, but his expression had to pretend to be happy.

Lancelot and his party, who moved to the conference hall and planned to bite the bullet and watch the show, were suddenly stunned.

On the makeshift stage in front of them, there stood a group of old aunts dressed in colorful costumes and holding fans, who were a decade older than Lancelot.

These old aunts were tall, short, fat and thin, and they looked at Lancelot, the eyes of this middle-aged handsome foreigner, completely chewing and digesting.

"Wait, Mr. Ye, you said this is an employee of your company?" Lancelot resisted the urge to turn around and run away, and said in shock, "Are you mistaken, these people are older than me. ”

"This is the aunts of our cleaning department!"

"What's the matter, Mr. Lancelot, you discriminate against these aunts who are not old-hearted, who have given up enjoying family fun, and still insist on their posts?"

Give Lancelot 100,000 guts, and he doesn't dare to say that he looks down on these aunts.

What to do?

Lancelot and White House assistant Kaprun glanced at each other, and they both saw the helpless expression of Shinobi in each other's eyes.

"You're mine, little apple......"

"How to love you ......"

The sound of deafening square dance music rang out.

……

I don't know how long it took, but Lancelot found out with great difficulty that the show was finally over.

Just when he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, a little old man with an inquisitive gaze and a little timid walked on stage with an erhu that was some years old.

"This Uncle Liu, who is also a chorre in our company's canteen, Mr. Lancelot, don't look at his ordinary profession, but he has the heart of a musician who constantly pursues music. Ye Qing patted Lancelot's arm beside him, signaling him to be restless.

"Crunch~Uh-huh~la~"

The first moment the little old man pulled the instrument in his hand, Lancelot felt the painful feeling that his eardrum had been scraped by a knife.

It's the end of the world, Lancelot, who lives in the shadow of his sideburns all the year round, where has he suffered this kind of crime, he looked at Ye Qing blankly with a look that only a severely constipated patient has.

The latter also showed an expression of enduring the sound of knives and saws, and sensing Lancelot's gaze, the young president turned his head and squeezed out a smile: "Mr. Lancelot, is it good?"