Chapter 387: What the hell is OK?

Which one is more popular, ordinary rice cooker or smart rice cooker, depends on who the audience is.

Song Wenjun wanted to join the secret base and contribute to the cause of national defense, but unfortunately there was no Bole and found her a thousand-mile horse.

The smart rice cooker is her reserved project, and she doesn't want to take it out as a last resort, because the economy is not very developed at this time, and most family incomes are too low.

She deliberately put the design draft on the pile of materials for building the house, so that Lu Yunting could see it.

In the eyes of others, it is a piece of waste paper, but in the eyes of scientific research boss Lu Yunting, it is a valuable asset.

"Okay, I promise you, you can help me make the smart rice cooker first and mail it to Rongcheng."

"Is there too much time? As far as I know, this fair was only open for three days, and when the things arrived, the cucumber dishes were cold. ”

That's right, backward economy, backward transportation, backward communication technology, and all kinds of backwardness are superimposed, which seriously hinders her business plan.

"I'll go to the train station right now and buy the fastest train ticket to Rongcheng to find you."

After thinking about it, Song Wenjun agreed with his suggestion.

"Thank you."

"You and I husband and wife, what's polite?"

Belch...... He may have been too deeply involved in the play, and now he only has revolutionary friendship.

Hotel.

Lying on the soft big bed, Chen Guoqing was still reminiscing about the most difficult dinner he had ever eaten in his life.

When did Song Wenjun learn the bird language? Coaxed the foreign devils to a great time, and said OK, OK one by one.

What the hell is OK? Is rice OK? Or rice cooker OK?

Didn't you say that the little ghost smashed and used the rice cooker to participate in the exhibition? Can Double Happiness Rice Cooker them? Oops, there's no bottom in my heart! What a neatness!

After a night's trouble, he got up in the morning with big black circles, just like a national treasure panda.

"What about Yu Gong? Xiao Zhang, what time did you go to the room to find him? Haven't gotten up yet? ”

It's really annoying, is it fun to play regardless of time or occasion?

When the fair is over, I will fire him when I go back.

This kind of thought can only be addicted to in my heart, and the technology in the factory has to count on Yu Fuhe, unless it is really like Song Wenjun said, there are senior talents who take the initiative to come to work in their factory.

If that's the case, he'll burn incense!

Xiao Zhang came back soon, stretched his face and said, "Factory director, Yu Gong is not here, his wife said that Yu Gong went out at five o'clock, and she didn't know where to go." ”

"This Yu Fuhe, it was a miscalculation to bring him out, damn, I'm so angry." Chen Guoqing couldn't help but burst into foul language.

"Go, I don't believe it, the earth won't turn without him?"

When he turned around, he couldn't find Song Wenjun.

"What about Wen Jun? Where did Wenjun go? Chen Guoqing became flustered.

"Director Chen, I'm here."

Song Wenjun was full of spring breeze, holding a stack of materials distributed by other exhibitors in his hand.

Seeing this, Chen Guoqing stomped his feet anxiously.

"Why didn't we think of getting a brochure?"

"Don't worry, you don't need this, you brought rice and water, right? Now start cooking. ”

In order to participate in this expo, the electrical appliance factory designed a total of three rice cookers with different capacities, and soon the smell of rice began to fill the area.

Many people were attracted and asked Chen Guoqing what this thing was.

"Everyone, please listen to me."

I saw a strange thing hanging around Song Wenjun's neck, and after the sound passed through there, it would be amplified, and anyone within a radius of twenty meters could hear it.

"This is our own research and development of semi-smart rice cooker ......"