Although the Zhang Mansion is only a temporary residence, the three-story building looks very neat and sturdy. Lightning leaped in the sky, splitting thick dark clouds, and soon they were covered by dark clouds, thunder roared incessantly, and walnut-sized rains fell down in thunderbolts. Heavy rains are always accompanied by strong winds, the wind sweeps the ground, the shrubs in the front and back gardens sway desperately, and a leafy jujube tree is blown into a one-sided hairstyle.

Mrs. Wind and Rain, her vision was blurred, and the curtains were blown so that the neat and sturdy main building of the three-story Zhang Mansion also had a sense of shaking.

Mrs. Zhang rushed up and hugged her husband's arm, she had never seen her husband like this, there were bandits who set up a cannon outside the Zhang family compound before, and the Zhang family uncle just sighed helplessly, waved his hand, and asked her to take her daughter to hide in the tunnel.

After being hugged by Mrs. Zhang, Uncle Zhang had calmed down a little and breathed, he said:

"Drive, drive, go find the big girl!"

On Tuesday, the young master came to pick up the eldest lady from work in the morning, but was called into the study by the uncle of the Zhang family, Zhang Meixi's work arrangement was tense, and she didn't want to waste time, so she had already left in the young master's car on Wednesday.

After saying a word, Uncle Zhang looked quite normal, in the thunder and lightning roaring on a rainstorm day, his face was emaciated, his eyes were clear, and the black was shining.

Mrs. Zhang was a little anxious:

"On such a stormy day, I know that you feel sorry for the child, she has been gone for almost half an hour, and it should be there, if you are not at ease, shake the phone and ask!"

Aunt Huang also hurriedly echoed and said:

"Yes, yes, shake the phone, this big stormy day, the old lady Hua is old, it's not good to let him come to the door. First, let the messenger at home bring your eldest brother's decoction and eat it once. ”

Aunt Huang observed that Uncle Zhang's symptoms were similar to Uncle Huang's, so the medicine should also be able to be eaten.

Uncle Zhang listened to what the two women said, he directly put aside Mrs. Zhang, and strode out, the steps were very big, swishing with the wind. When passing by Aunt Huang. I almost rubbed her. His eyes are bright, but he can't see anything and is completely unconscious.,Extremely impolite to walk over.。

On Tuesday, the young master also hurriedly followed behind Uncle Zhang. Mrs. Zhang was surprised and hurriedly followed her husband downstairs. Outside, there was lightning and thunder, wind and rain.

As soon as the maids had time to salute, Uncle Zhang fell headlong into the wind and rain. Mrs. Zhang jumped to her feet and shouted:

"Umbrella, take the umbrella!"

The maids listened and agreed. It's already too late.

On Tuesday, the young master comforted her:

"There's an umbrella in the car."

I also walked out quickly.

On Tuesday, the young master had an umbrella in his Ford, but he walked to the car from the main building. In just a short walk, Uncle Zhang was already soaked. He sat in the driver's seat, touched his eyes with his sleeve and started the gasoline engine.

On Tuesday, the young master hurriedly said:

"I'll do it. I know the way! ”

Uncle Zhang pushed the car door, got out of the car, went around the front of the car and pulled the car door again. Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, the sky was stormy. I don't know it.

On Tuesday, the young master didn't want to talk more, he started the car and drove to the Ping An Academy of Sciences, where more than 200 representatives and factory owners from Europe and the United States gathered in Shanghai. The capitalists have a big appetite, and they are not only satisfied with carving up the big cake of X-ray medical examination machines, but also the huge Chinese market, even if it is a simple production of screws and pen heads, can make them eat a mouthful of oil.

Zhang Meixi was a little worried that she couldn't suppress it, so she gave full play to her expertise and technical crushing, gathered technical engineers at the Ping An Academy of Sciences, and released new industrial standards one by one.

Ping An Group has become the setter of industrial standards, and all factories that participate in this game must operate according to the rules of the game it has set.

As the most international city in China, Shanghai has used a lot of cement in buildings and roads. Under the heavy rain, the eaves of the roof drain quickly, and the water splashes, like a small waterfall.

The pavement of the cements is naturally waterproof, and although drainage ditches are designed not far away, the instantaneous rainfall is very large, and the drainage is not smooth. The stagnant water on the street reached the pedestrian's calf in order, and the Ford drove on the road of Watergate like a boat walking on a river. It was pouring rain, and the water in the sky was like being splashed directly with a large bath.

It only took about twenty minutes in total, and Uncle Zhang was just repeating one request the whole time:

"Hurry up."

When they arrived at the door, the black signboard erected read Ping An Academy of Sciences, and the security guard standing on the platform of the water gate at the door had already stretched out his hand to give a military salute, wearing snow-white gloves, and the young master continued to drive the car inside until it reached the corridor steps. I stopped the car. He said:

"Here we are."

"Is it there?"

Uncle Zhang got out of the car, his calves were a little weak, he was eager to see his daughter, and he saw it immediately, and suddenly he was a little timid. In the ancient poem, it is said that "the love of the hometown is more timid". Such delicate emotions can only be experienced in person.

The security guard of the Ping An Academy of Sciences carefully checked the documents of the young master on Tuesday, not to give face, the young master on Tuesday looked really a little wolf, the dress was wet and close to the body, and the hair was wet and put on the door of the head.

Uncle Zhang is even worse, the hem of his bright yellow roasted silk robe is still tucked into his waist. Leather shoes under his feet, white cotton socks soaked, stepping on the floor of the front hall, a puddle of water.

Amy, the front desk assistant of the Academy of Sciences, was dressed in a rosy dress and wore a tall ingot-shaped hat, and the rose mesh on the hat hung down and half covered her eyes. The most striking is her mouth, painted fiery red.

With a smile on her face, she stood up and walked over to greet her with her waist twisted. This is the hottest workwear British beauty.

Uncle Zhang realized his image wolf bèi for a moment, he reached out a little uncomfortably, and ripped the hem of the cheongsam off his waist, but after a second, he remembered that he was Mr. Shandong's father.

So Uncle Zhang coughed lightly and held his head high, as if he was not wearing a rain-soaked home gown, but a brocade dragon robe of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme. He said:

"I'm looking for my daughter."

The young master followed behind on Tuesday and hurriedly said:

"This gentleman is here to find Zhang Meixi."

He used the simplest name, Zhang Meixi's name in the Ping An Academy of Sciences, and he was only Mr. Shandong's assistant translator, and he would be called by other people's names directly. Sometimes it's a nickname, and the one who respects it is called Mies.

Miss Amy took Uncle Zhang and Young Master Tuesday forward, passed through a bustling office with noisy and colorful people, came to a simple and neat room, and asked diligently:

"Tea or coffee?"

On Tuesday, the young master said very familiarly:

"Let's get a few towels first, and we'll wipe them off."

…… (To be continued.) )>