At the door of the office of the Tank Research Institute, Marcas stopped Qin Zhiyuan and Pierce.

"Hey, you can't do this, Qin is my invited guest." Pierce came out for Qin Zhiyuan.

The relationship between Pierce and Qin Zhiyuan is still very good, at least Qin Zhiyuan did help Pierce solve a few problems. Marcus is different, this guy only knows how to take, but has no concept of giving, and has now incurred the annoyance of everyone in the entire tank research institute.

This is the site of the Renault factory, and Pierce's salary is paid by Louis Renault, and has nothing to do with Marcas.

"No matter who you are, as long as you are not from the institute, you are not allowed to enter the work area, this is the rule left by the previous team leader." Marcas is skilled in business.

Qin Zhiyuan smiled, this was indeed a regulation he made, it was originally to deal with Fayol, but he didn't expect that now he was being used by Marcas to deal with himself.

"Alright, alright, Pierce, I'm not going in, let's talk later." Qin Zhiyuan grabbed Pierce, who still wanted to argue, and took the initiative to terminate the dispute.

"Nope! This is my territory, and if anyone can decide who can and can't get in, that person should be me, not some self-righteous person. "Pierce was unusually stubborn today.

"What do you mean?" Marcus immediately changed his face.

"Aha, what do you think I mean, I mean what I mean!" Pierce didn't budge.

"Good, good! Wait, I'll report this as it is. Marcus pointed at Pierce, his fingers shaking.

Although Marcus is the leader of the tank research group, he does not have the right to deal with Pierce, and the two have no subordinate relationship in the strict sense, and Pierce does not like Marcus at all.

"Hahaha, what else would you do besides reporting? It's like a child who has been bullied all day long, crying and going home to find your mother, I'm really ashamed of your military uniform. "Fat people are also very lethal when they are vicious.

"You bastard, I'm going to teach you a lesson!" Marcus couldn't hold back his face. Strode over angrily.

"Come on, am I afraid of you?" Although the fat man was obese, he was not at all afraid of fighting, and when he saw that Marcus was coming, Pierce immediately took off his windbreaker, threw it aside, did two chest expansions, and then took a few sliding steps under his feet.

Look at this pace, quite skillful.

Qin Zhiyuan originally wanted to help, but glanced at Pierce's pace. Immediately stepped aside.

This fat man has practiced!

Marcus was not stupid either, watching the fat man shouting and provoking, his feet unconsciously slowed down.

Saying that Pierce is fat, Marcus is actually not much better. Marcus is a civilian who sits in the office all the year round, and he has little combat experience at all, otherwise he would not have ignored the urgent needs of the front line for the sake of a shock absorption system.

In times of war, it is blind to say "user experience" or something. The most important thing is to produce the most weapons as quickly as possible, and everything else can be ignored. The problem of ride comfort can be slowly improved after the end of the war.

By this time many of the windows in the entire building had been opened, and behind each window stood one or several staff members. Silently watching everything that happened in front of the institute, but no one came out to stop or dissuade him.

Qin Zhiyuan felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, maybe during the time he left, something not so good happened in the research institute.

"Come on. Come and beat me up like a man, haven't you put up with me for a long time? You're not as good as a Spanish cow, you'll just shiver like a quail. Do you want to go home crying to find your mother? Pierce's shouting echoed throughout the institute.

"Spanish cow" is regarded as France's national scolding, and the effect is equivalent to China's scolding.

Marcas's face was red and white, and he stood five or six meters in front of Pierce and stopped, his hand on the button of his military uniform but he didn't dare to untie it: "It's working time, Pierce If you are dissatisfied with me, you can report it to the headquarters, but if you continue to be so crooked, I will call the guards." ”

Pierce is the chief researcher of the research institute, Marcus doesn't dare to go too far, if the matter is too big, it is not necessarily Pierce who will be punished, after all, there are many colonels, and the chief researcher is difficult to cultivate.

"Forget it, forget it, let's go, let's go have a drink." Qin Zhiyuan picked up Pierce's windbreaker from the ground and handed it to Pierce, who was still unsatisfied.

There are many small bars near the Renault factory, Qin Zhiyuan and Pierce didn't have much effort to find one that was open, Qin Zhiyuan took a look, the door was very clean, so he took Pierce to push the door in.

Pierce was fond of drinking, and he drank a lot of alcohol, from whiskey to brandy, and soon became drunk and cute.

"You know, Qin, Paris is now a big dunghill, filthy, foul-smelling, and smells disgusting all the time......" Pierce grumbled.

"Hey, can you change the adjective." Qin Zhiyuan was dissatisfied.

When Pierce complained, Qin Zhiyuan was tasting the wine made by the owner of this bar himself, and it tasted very good, Qin Zhiyuan decided to ask the boss to get him two bottles for a while, one bottle to give to his father-in-law, and the other bottle to take back for collection.

"Okay, okay, you've changed now, you can't hear anyone tell the truth, you're only willing to whitewash the peace, sing praises of virtue, and slap the horse......" Pierce snatched Qin Zhiyuan's wine glass and drank it all.

"You can't ask for another drink." Qin Zhiyuan was dissatisfied, and immediately snapped his fingers at the waiter.

"Tell me, what's going on during this time?" Qin Zhiyuan was curious.

"What else could it be, it's all bullshit, and it's disgusting to think about. My teacher, Michel Aristotle, you know? Pierce tried to keep his eyes open, but he still looked small.

"Yes, you go on." Qin Zhiyuan was casually perfunctory, without any sincerity.

"How could you not know Michelle? He would have been the one who had almost been elected to the French Academy of Sciences, if it weren't for his mother. He was a respectable and respected scholar. Pierce couldn't believe it, his eyes looked a lot bigger now.

"I'm a soldier, and a scientist is too far away for me?" Qin Zhiyuan did not deny it.

During this time, because of the "LLL" company, Qin Zhiyuan came into contact with many researchers, but he could not reach the level of academician of the French Academy of Sciences. This is like in another time and space, a private entrepreneur wants to improve a certain machine, he can contact a university professor at most, and the big bulls at the level of academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences will not pay attention to him.

"God, maybe I'm looking for the wrong person." Pierce looked up to the sky and sighed, and when he looked up, he had another glass.

"Listen, maybe I can help, but I can't guarantee it." Qin Zhiyuan raised his glass.

Pierce's energy may not be too big, but he has old Renault as a backer, if even Pierce can't do something, Qin Zhiyuan thinks he won't have much to do.

"Some time ago, didn't you protect a lot of orphans? I've heard there are a lot of Jews in there, so do you mind if you mind two more old men? I can assure you that they are not a burden. Pierce's eyes were full of anticipation.

Jew?

Qin Zhiyuan can really help with this favor.

(To be continued.) )