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", or search on Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] Jiang Luo has not heard back for the time being, but Fan Wuxian can't sit still anymore, so he is busy calling Tian Zhenglun of Panshi Heavy Industry, planning to let him know about the group of old engineers in the factory who are more familiar with the Russians, who have been in contact with the Soviets for a long time, or who have gone to the Soviet Union to study and study.

Tian Zhenglun was a little surprised after receiving Fan Wuxi's call, I don't know what Mr. Fan suddenly found himself for, now is not the time to make a report, and nothing unusual has happened, why is Mr. Fan, such a big man who has a lot of opportunities, suddenly remembered himself again?

"Mr. Fan, do you want to listen to the report on the daily management of the factory?" Tian Zhenglun tried to ask.

"What the hell do I do with that!" Fan Wuxian smiled,

"Those things are what you should worry about, the annual income and budget or something, isn't there a special person to audit, you can handle the production matters, if there are any big moves, just report to me in advance."

"And you're looking for me today?" Tian Zhenglun asked. Fan Wuxian said to Tian Zhenglun,

"How old are the old engineers in our factory? Is it the kind of person who has dealt with the Soviets, has a good Russian conversation, and knows a lot about the production of precision machine tools? ”

"There are many old engineers who understand precision machine tool technology, and there are also many people who have dealt with the Soviets, but for so many years I have not dealt with the Soviets, I am afraid that the Russian conversation is much worse, but our factory has a special Russian translator." Tian Zhenglun explained to Fan Wuxian.

Then he asked with some doubts,

"Mr. Fan, why are you suddenly asking this? Now the equipment in our factory is either American or German, and the Soviets use it less! "In fact, since the Sino-Soviet war in the sixties, the equipment of the Soviets has not been used much in the country.

On the contrary, in order to make torpedoes, the old plain factory has obtained a lot of technical data from the Russian eliminated places to conduct its own research.

Therefore, the Russian translators in the factory are quite good, there are about six or seven people, all young people, who have attended specialized foreign Chinese universities.

"Well, that's pretty good." Fan Wuxian nodded. I am more satisfied, the main thing is to understand precision machine tools, as for the Russian almost, isn't there a professional translator?

So he said to Tian Zhenglun,

"Mr. Tian! This time, you should organize it well and mobilize all the old engineers in the factory who know how to use precision machine tool technology. Even if I have already retired, as long as I have a clear enough mind, I have dealt with Russians before, and I can make a list of those who can fool two sentences of Russian, I will be of great use! Tian Zhenglun suddenly felt a little surprised, I don't know why Fan Wuxian is looking for these people?

So he asked,

"Mr. Fan, many people are retired, and you asked me to gather them all. \\\\\\ there has to be an explanation, right? Fan Wuxian laughed and said,

"Well, I personally paid for them to travel around Russia, and I also gave them good gifts, what do you think of this reason?" Tian Zhenglun didn't understand what Fan Wuxian meant, and thought that he was too idle to have hysteria, so he asked cautiously,

"It's going to cost a lot of money, right? Mr. Fan, how many people are you going to invite? ”

"Are there more than a hundred people?" Fan Wuxian asked tentatively. To be honest, his understanding of the old Pingyuan factory or the current rock heavy construction site is far worse than that of his old son Fan Heng.

If only Fan Heng were here. Many old engineers can be called by name, and their expertise is understood.

He couldn't do it, and he went to the factory three or five times in total, and every time he caused a lot of turmoil.

Tian Zhenglun has also been in the Pingyuan Factory for many years, and at this time, he calculated silently, and he knew it in his heart, so he said to Fan Wuxi,

"There are two or three hundred people, but some of them are inconvenient for their legs and feet, and some of them are not in good health, so there are probably about two hundred people who are in good health. =Novel 520 debut== "Fan Wuxian was overjoyed when he heard it, and the foundation of the old state-owned enterprise was still very thick, so he confessed to Tian Zhenglun,

"These veteran comrades have made contributions to the country for many years. This time, I just paid them to go abroad, and now they go to Russia, the weather is just right, you ask the doctors in the city hospital to go over and check everyone's health, there is no problem, just register the name, and in about a week, we can go on the road. ”

"Don't you have to spend any money?" Tian Zhenglun said in his heart that he should ask this matter clearly, so as not to turn around and be scolded.

Fan Wuxian was also happy, so he said with a big grin,

"Food, clothing, shelter and transportation, eating, drinking, Lazar and sleeping, I have covered this! Everyone still has activity funds, you can buy some souvenirs back, if they still have the energy to call Miss, I also admit this money! Tian Zhenglun was relieved when he heard Fan Wuxi's previous words, but the latter sentence still made him choke, and said with a wry smile,

"Mr. Fan, what you said is really ---- I guess they don't have that body----" But he added,

"Most of these old comrades are party members, don't take them into the ditch, they are different from the current cadres, they are upright, and they don't like that tune. Debut Novel 520"

"Understood!" Fan Wuxian replied with a smile,

"The old cadre activity center!" Tian Zhenglun obviously knew the joke of the old cadre activity center, so he couldn't help but smile, hung up the phone, and went back to the new task given to him by Fan Wuxi, but the time was so urgent, he still had to hurry.

"What are you doing? Why do you laugh so lewdly? Fan Wuxi heard the voice, looked back, but found that it was Ren Xiaorou and they had already walked here, so he stood up and said seriously,

"There was a robot contest over there just now, it's funny, you didn't catch up, did you?" Ren Xiaorou heard that there was such a new thing, so she naturally wanted to take a look, so she asked,

"Where? How did we not find out? Fan Wuxian looked at the place where the college students were playing just now, and found that the group of people had left, but there were still a little traces left on the field, some of the temporary replacement of the ground line or some small accessories, it seems that he had been sitting here for a long time just now!

The botanical garden is very large, the hundreds of students in the department are divided into six classes, each playing all over the place, the students of the third class of the International Trade Center under the leadership of Ren Xiaorou, they went to the most lively farmhouse scenic spot in the park, there are small stalls selling food here, what are the crabs and the like, and what are the local chicken roast ribs and the like, and there are a lot of drinks sold.

Starter (5) 20.0 Fan Wuxian saw that there were more than forty people in his class, and he could just get together a few tables to have a lively time, so he discussed with Ren Xiaorou, gathered everyone, and said to everyone,

"Dear students! As the so-called at home by parents, go out by friends, in the next fortunate to mix in the third class of the International Trade Center, and you become classmates, it is also a great fate, today is the opportunity to travel, please eat some game, drink a little wine, it is a gift to you! Then he waved his hand,

"Today's food and drink are all mine, everyone eats and drinks and has fun!" As soon as everyone heard that Fan Wuxi was such a high-roller, they immediately applauded loudly, who wouldn't eat for nothing?

If you don't eat, you're an idiot!

"But what about ----" The next moment, Fan Wuxi's fox tail was revealed, and this guy glanced at Ren Xiaorou, who was discussing the menu with the owner of the small restaurant, a little obscenely, and whispered to everyone,

"The little brother's grades are not very good, during the exam, if you are close to that god, don't cover the paper too hard! That's it, please! Everyone burst into laughter, there was no too fierce competition at this time, naturally no one took Fan Wuxi's words to heart, but it was just a joke.

Everyone thought to themselves, those who can be admitted to Fudan will still be afraid of the exam?

"Why are you so happy?" Ren Xiaorou walked over and asked with some curiosity.

"If you are in a good mood, you naturally want to laugh, as the so-called smile, ten years later, sorrowful, white head." Fan Wuxian said a perfunctory sentence, and then asked,

"Ready?"

"Well, it's set, let's pay for it! I don't have any money with me. Ren Xiaorou immediately stretched out her palm and asked Fan Wuxian for money, anyway, he knew that Fan Wuxian was very rich, and after this meal, he would probably have to pay a few thousand yuan, which would cover his salary for more than two months.

Fan Wuxian really didn't have too much RMB on his body, so he asked,

"I wonder if they accept U.S. dollars?" Ren Xiaorou frowned, and before she could answer, the shopkeeper over there heard it, and ran over with a smile and replied,

"The American knife is better, I'll give you a twenty percent discount!" Fan Wuxi pursed his lips and said,

"Your boss is really a good businessman, so he only gets a 20% discount! There's more to the black market spread than that! ”

"It's not easy to do a small business and pay taxes! Why not two beautiful knives? The shopkeeper replied with a sad face.

Fan Wuxian smiled and took out two hundred-dollar bills of Franklin's head and gave them to the shopkeeper, and then said,

"Hurry up the meal, these boys and girls are already rumbling with hunger!"

"Right away!" The shopkeeper who received the money smiled and ran back to get food. The meal was quickly delivered, everyone rushed up, and brought over two barrels of draft beer, and took the drink with a large glass cup, and it was really happy, Ren Xiaorou saw the firepower of the students, and was also a little touched, and couldn't help but drink half a cup of draft beer, and her face was very tempting.

Fan Wuxi looked at Ren Xiaorou and felt that an ancient man was right, wine is the medium of color, beauty, you must drink some wine in order to give full play to your beauty, I believe that there are few people of the opposite sex who can hold it under this kind of stimulation.

Of course, in front of the public, you must not mess around, this kind of thing needs to be emotional.

However, before Fan Wuxian had a good drink, Jiang Luo called back, saying that the senior leaders had been contacted and asked him to fly to Beijing as soon as possible.

"You're really fast!" Fan Wuxi, who was half dizzy, couldn't help but sigh.