Bears, lions, elephants, orangutans.

It just rained yesterday, the weather is not so hot during the day, it coincides with the holiday, the children are on vacation, and there is no other entertainment place in this era, the zoo is naturally overcrowded and crowded.

People are crowded like cans, but the animals are wide and spacious. It is also not known if it is a person visiting the animal, or if the animal is visiting the person.

"No feeding!"

Han Xue looked at the big red slogan on the railing, and stupidly stuffed the radish in her hand back into her backpack.

For the rest of my life, I wondered what Han Xue's backpack was stuffed with, but I didn't expect it to be a big radish.

"It's a pity that there are no giant pandas here." Yu Sheng changed the subject.

"Yes, Yun-Nan didn't see it, and Laishanqi didn't see it." Han Xue, who had put away the radish, said.

"You see that orangutan is kind of like you." Han Xue suddenly said.

Like me? Yu Sheng turned his head and looked at the gorilla lying on the concrete floor, feeling that his face was a little dark.

Playing around and playing, a few hours passed.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the two got on the return bus, and then took the big truck and returned to the Huaxia factory.

"Don't forget to pick mushrooms tomorrow." When they parted, Han Xue said.

The next day, the sky was bright, and Yu Sheng was wearing a work suit, with his trouser legs and cuffs tied up, and white labor protection gloves on his hands, standing downstairs.

Today, he woke up much earlier than yesterday. One day makes Han Xue and the others excusable, but two days makes no sense.

After about ten minutes, a towel was tied on her head, and Han Xue, dressed as a village girl, came down from upstairs.

The sun had just risen in the east, and a small silhouette had emerged, and the moon had not yet set in the west, and there were still a few bright stars twinkling between them.

The two of them talked and laughed, thinking carefully about the days of playing together like this, they have not been since they moved to Qingtai Port, and they have been for many years.

It was foggy yesterday, and today there are a lot of mushrooms.

However, the two of them were not sure which mushrooms could be eaten and which ones could not be eaten, so they simply picked them one by one and took them home for the elders to pick.

The mountain is not big, nor is it high. Occasionally, you can see some figures, old people and children, all bent over, staring carefully at the trunks and wooden piers.

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When the two were picking mushrooms, the old men set off from Shanghai. I didn't have the excitement at the beginning, the train drove for more than 20 hours, it was quite boring, some brought a bottle of liquor with them, and I had nothing to drink it, and I was dazed and survived.

If you don't drink, you can read a book with you, and every time you go to a station, you can go out to breathe, buy a newspaper, and buy some snacks when you park.

I couldn't read the book, I couldn't sleep, so I could only sit on the train and look at the receding scenery outside in a daze.

Xu Yindong took a pencil and drew it in the newspaper, probably a structural diagram of some electrical components. There is no esoteric reason, it is pure grinding time.

"Fortunately, we are still young, if we are fifty or sixty years old, it will be enough to bear it." Lao Zhao said.

"By the way, it seems that there are no people of the older generation who came with us, Huaxia Factory can think of us, can't you think of the old men?" Lao Wang had been lying on the bed in a daze, and heard Lao Zhao's voice talking.

"I don't know, I haven't heard. If Huaxia Factory is really so rich, what we do is a soft sleeper, wouldn't the old men have to take a plane? Lao Zhao said.

When I stopped the car just now, my brother bought three catties of cucumbers, but he didn't speak, just "click" and gnawed on cucumbers.

Don't look at the more than 20 hours since they got into the car, they still don't know what the Huaxia factory is like. The one qiē that is now said is all groundless speculation, and it cannot be counted.

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In the workshop of the Huaxia factory, Nick has been soaking here for the past few days, taking a small notebook and recording everything in detail.

There are no secrets in the factory, just remember it, and you can't refute the face of foreign businessmen because of this little thing. In Yu Tiecheng's opinion, Nick is not very old, and it is also a child's nature to be busy doing these useless tasks.

However, there is one concept that Nick said yesterday that he is interested in, and that is branding.

The brand, to put it mildly, is just a sign to let others know who produced it.

At best, it's hugely valuable.

It represents the credit accumulated by the manufacturer with previous products, although the credit is invisible and intangible, but when others see the logo they are familiar with, they will be more inclined to buy it.

At dinner yesterday, Yu Tiecheng also mentioned it to Master Zhang and Master Li, asking them to design a brand logo.

The domestic side registered the trademark by himself, and Nick in the United States said that he helped register it and didn't need money.

Yu Tiecheng felt that things that didn't cost money were unreliable, but although more than 10,000 hydraulic game machines had been shipped to the United States, he didn't have dollars in his hand.

All the U.S. dollars, when they were transferred to the Huaxia Factory's account, were forcibly converted into renminbi by the state.

The official exchange rate of the renminbi and the US dollar is a little more than 2 to 1, and on the black market it has reached more than 10 to 1. In this way, Yu Tiecheng's side is at a loss.

However, this cannot be done with accounts.

The country is so short of foreign exchange that the companies that can provide it are themselves given preferential treatment. Coupled with the export tax rebate and the raw materials at the planned price, the Huaxia factory is not a loss.

"Is that okay?" Yu Tiecheng took the drawing paper and pointed to several patterns on it and said.

Nick shook his head, and he said, "No. ”

There is only one foreigner in the Huaxia factory, and no one else understands the American market, Yu Tiecheng looked at Nick and shook his head, and he was a little anxious.

It's not easy.

It's okay to put a few Chinese characters up, just a row of characters like "People's Daily". If not, there will be a few more graphics, and even Master Zhang will flip through the dictionary and drag a few English words up.

However, none of this worked, and Nick didn't approve of it.

"Otherwise, when the rest of his life comes back, let him decide." Nick said.

This sentence is a bit complicated, Yu Tiecheng's secretary Xiao Zhao looked at the note given to him by Nick and flipped through the dictionary for a long time before translating it.

"Looking for the rest of your life?" Yu Tiecheng asked, he couldn't figure out why this foreigner valued his own kid so much.

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