"That's definitely not going to happen, whoever supports me, the achievement patent is naturally who's it."

Qu Yina said firmly.

"That's it, investment, income, this is the essence of businessmen, you don't have to have any pressure, if you think my aunt has helped us, you can put all your thoughts into the laboratory and make some achievements, even if it is the best return for those who trust you."

"Go for it, See you, Goodbye!"

Shen Dapeng said as he walked out of the office with a smile, and waved his hand with his back to Qu Yina when he came to the door.

Shen Dapeng left, Qu Yina was still in a dazed state, and she still couldn't believe the fact that it had happened.

Swallowing his saliva, he looked at the 'Pengying Holdings' marked with a red pen on the desk, and shook his head in disbelief, "Mr. Liu? Shen Dapeng's aunt? Just kidding, right? ”

Shen Dapeng went out of the office to see that it was still early, and he had nothing to do when he went back to the dormitory, and he couldn't soak in the library all day long and read stupidly.

After thinking about it, he took a taxi to the scrap collection village that Qu Yina had taken him to before, and this time he also noticed that there was a large stone tablet engraved with the words 'Houyan Village' at the entrance of the village.

Walking on the country road, smelling some obvious pungent smell, I can't help but shake my head, there are no less than ten scrap collection stations around, and this is just one village.

As the economic, cultural and political center of Beijing, the urban population is increasing year by year, and the waste waste produced is also increasing year by year.

Not to mention how much profit a scrap yard can create, even if it is only to make ends meet, there will be people who will stick to it.

This is enough to completely surround the surrounding of the capital, plus the factories of light and heavy industries around the capital, waste water, waste gas, waste products, and the pollution of the environment by the 'three wastes'.

The future smog is already the friendliest wake-up call for human beings.

Shen Dapeng stood on a small hill on a high place, looking at the small village that was not too big, but had been filled with dozens of small mountains of garbage.

Some children are rummaging through mountains of waste scrap for toys and playing with each other, and a few older children are separating and picking up the waste.

With a sour feeling in his heart, he couldn't help but sigh helplessly, if these villagers are rich, no one wants to live in this environment, for adults or middle-aged people, a lifetime can be spent perfunctory, but what about the next generation?

Shen Dapeng clearly remembers that in later generations, he once saw a set of photos on the Internet, recording children living in seriously polluted areas.

They don't know what the 'sunny day' looks like, they don't know how delicious 'clear water ripples' are, and the floating river full of garbage is already the best place for them to play and play.

A photo of a young boy leaping high into the water of a garbage heap with a satisfied smile.

In his hand he held a thick thread made of nylon rope with a thick needle used to sew a sack, while behind him was a pile of plastic bottles and plastic products that had been threaded through the rope.

Perhaps, the few dollars he can get in exchange for this is the reason why he is happy.

Say that the child is pitiful? But he smiled brightly; Say he's happy? He swam in heavily polluted rivers for a few bucks; What about his future? The harm of industrial sewage to the body is self-evident.

Shen Dapeng is not a saint, he is not a sage, he will also have selfish intentions, he does not want his future or the future of the next generation to be like the child in that photo, that child has no choice, but he still has a choice.

While people haven't become so greedy, and the environment hasn't become so bad, he has to do something when he is reborn.

Even if one person's power is limited, he can always awaken some innocent people who are trying to change.

Looking around, I found a relatively large and relatively regular scrap collection station, and walked around, and on the wide iron gate, a rusty plaque read a simple Zhao Laosi scrap acquisition station.

There is also a large rusty yellow iron plate standing next to the door, with some twisted words written in chalk, all of which are the approximate prices of various waste products, which looks ordinary and reasonable.

It is estimated that there are too many waste acquisition industries in the whole village, and the pressure of competition between them is too great, and no one wants to be eliminated by anyone.

The thick door was closed, but the small door next to it was unlocked, and a slight knock was enough to push the door open by inertia.

Looking inside, it was not as dirty and dilapidated as expected, and a large stone-paved path in the middle of the courtyard was cleaned without a pile of waste.

"Is anyone there? Anyone? ”

After waiting for a while, no one came out to talk, so Shen Dapeng walked on the stone road by himself and looked around.

Several hills of waste products, plastic products, electronic products, and metal waste products are all piled up separately, and a simple large tent has been specially set up where the electronic products are placed, presumably for fear of being wet by the rain.

It's just a pity that the ground is not well protected from moisture, and even if the rain is covered, the moisture from the land is enough to make electronic products unusable.

"What do you do?"

Suddenly, a young man in shabby clothes and unkempt hair walked out of the tent, so frightened that Shen Dapeng subconsciously dodged two steps back.

"Do you accept electronics? Sorry to scare you, we're dirty. ”

The young man looked Shen Dapeng up and down with curious eyes, smiled innocently, and waved his big black and shiny hand at the tent, "These are all collected in the last few months, and they are guaranteed to be not old goods, you can take a look." ”

"How do you know I'm here to buy something, not sell something?"

Shen Dapeng also looked up and down at his dress, slacks and plaid shirt, more like an IT man, how could he be regarded as a waste collector?

"Aren't you from the high-tech park? They're all dressed just like you! ”

The young man is not very old, he looks like Shen Dapeng, he walked to the side of the basin of clear water, and after scrubbing the stains on his hands and face as much as possible, a simple and simple cheek was revealed, and he looked younger.

"Although you have set up a tent to protect these electronic products from rain, but the dirt floor has not been well protected from moisture, and there is no effective high isolation from the ground, as long as it rains, it will still be affected by the use, even if it is recycled as a waste product, it will also affect the performance of its motherboard and circuit......

The young man directly interrupted Shen Dapeng's words, and kicked a broken TV next to him with a smile, "What else can you use for this kind of thing?" The motherboard inside can still be collected, the rest of the parts are in tatters, no one wants, and in the end they are basically taken away as waste plastics. ”