Chapter 2691
A discerning eye is common, but a capable horse is rare.
Chapter 2691 A discerning eye is common, but a fine horse is rare.
The Deng family's courtyard house.
"Mom and Dad, I'm home!"
Little Fatty rode his bicycle through the gate and then called out to the house.
After the last family gathering, thanks to Yang Xiaotao's arrangement, he found a job in the Ninth Department and thus stayed in Beijing.
So that he can be filial to his parents.
As for the other sisters, they all left Beijing for various reasons.
However, things are much better now than before.
"Little Fatty, why are you back so early today?"
The mother came out from the side, preparing ingredients for dinner in her hands, and looked at her son with a smile in her eyes.
"mom!"
Little Fatty parked his car and came over, taking out a lunchbox from his backpack. "We had a celebration party at noon, and I went with my department to have a meal."
"I didn't eat the food from lunch, so I'll bring it back and heat it up."
As he spoke, Little Fatty opened his lunchbox. Inside, besides two large steamed buns, there was a layer of potato chunks underneath, along with a few pieces of pork.
This is also a benefit of the Ninth Department; the meals in the canteen are subsidized.
Take this meat dish, for example. It originally costs 30 cents a serving, but the workers can buy it for only 20 cents.
The remaining third will consist of nine parts.
This isn't just happening at headquarters; it happens at all the factories under the nine divisions.
The difference is that prices are cheaper in some places.
The mother looked at the food in the lunchbox and immediately smiled, "Good, it looks like it's quite oily. Heat it up in a pan later and add some cabbage."
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Little Fatty quickly interrupted, saying that his mother's cooking skills were far inferior to those of the chefs at the Ninth Division.
If we follow her instructions, this meat dish will probably taste terrible.
"Mom, just heat this up, don't bother."
"Okay. But you need to be careful in the future. Only buy what you need, and don't take advantage of public resources."
His mother gave him some instructions, and the chubby boy immediately nodded, "I know, Mom, don't worry."
Upon hearing her son's words, the mother shook her head.
A half-grown man is a poor man.
Let alone a strong laborer?
The reason why he's called Little Fatty is because he eats a lot.
Normally, I only eat until I'm half full.
But after reaching the ninth level, the same amount of money and tickets would be enough to eat one's fill.
This made her very happy.
As long as my son is safe and sound and has enough to eat, that's all that matters.
"What good thing is there to celebrate?"
Just as Xiao Pang was talking to his mother, his father's voice came from inside the house, and then the old man walked to the door with a cigarette in his hand.
Seeing his father come out, the little fat boy quickly went up to him and said, "Dad, you've been secretly smoking again."
"Mom, you have to do something about him."
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, his mother's expression changed immediately.
The old man instinctively tried to hide the cigarette behind his back.
Feeling remorseful, he heard his son's voice in the study and curiously came out to see what was going on, forgetting the cigarette he was holding.
"This is my second cigarette. I smoke three cigarettes a day. This is not exceeding the limit."
The father quickly explained, and the mother frowned upon hearing it, "Really a second one?"
"Really, absolutely true."
"I just don't believe it. You didn't smoke when you went to see Lao Liu and Lao Xu today, did you?"
Upon hearing this question, the old man's expression immediately changed.
Then, with a chuckle, he said, "That's during work hours. This isn't at home, is it?"
"Go ahead and make up an excuse."
After saying that, the woman carried the lunchbox to the kitchen.
"You brat, get in here."
Little Fatty followed immediately with a big smile.
As soon as the father and son entered the house, they saw Little Fatty take out a box of little pandas from his pocket.
"Dad, this is from Brother Tao."
The old man casually hid the cigarettes on the bookshelf.
The father and son smiled at each other.
If the lady of the house saw this, she wouldn't be eating dinner tonight.
"What did you say you were celebrating at noon?"
The father and son sat down, and the chubby boy sat at the desk and started pouring water.
Upon hearing his father's question, the chubby boy immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Dad, you don't know, today our research institute's ordnance research department invented a photocopier!"
"This photocopier is amazing, that's all."
Little Fatty took a piece of paper from his desk. "Put this paper in, and you can make a copy right away."
“We also tried it this afternoon. Materials that used to require handwriting can now be copied in less than a minute just by placing them on it.”
"We compared it word by word, and it was absolutely perfect."
The chubby boy became more and more excited as he spoke, but the old man was shocked.
He had heard of photocopiers and knew that they were becoming popular abroad.
There are also a few units in China, all purchased from the alliance and France.
Just one of those machines costs several thousand Alliance Coins, which is ridiculously expensive.
Moreover, this photocopier doesn't have many functions and requires special paper to copy.
In short, it's a valuable tool that only a select few departments can use.
But who would have thought that nine parts would actually be produced?
They did it even better.
To say I wasn't shocked would be a lie.
Seeing his father remain silent, the chubby boy blinked and then said, "Dad, are you shocked?"
The old man nodded subconsciously, then smiled and said, "It's alright. After all, haven't you Nine Departments done enough shocking things?"
Little Fatty nodded and smiled.
Now, he is also a member of the Ninth Division, and he is proud of the Ninth Division.
"By the way, Dad, you probably don't know who made this photocopier, or what their background is."
Seeing his son start clowning around again, the old man played along, saying, "Oh, who is this person?"
"This man's name is Xu Pengcheng."
"This person was originally from Quancheng University, but later, because the Ninth Department needed to find Professor Shu Xingbei, he came along to take a look."
"Later, this is the important part, the very, very important part."
Little Fatty's face turned serious, and even the woman who came in to call the father and son for dinner listened carefully.
"According to people in our institute, as soon as Professor Xu came to the institute, he was discovered by Director Yang, who then took him to the Mechanical Research Institute without saying a word, and then put him in charge of the research on the photocopier."
"At the time, many people thought it was a joke, a pipe dream." "But Minister Yang supported it, giving us whatever we wanted, and finally it came to fruition today."
"Everyone says that Minister Yang has a keen eye for talent and is a true talent scout."
"When we were drinking at noon today, Xu Gong got drunk and was crying while hugging Director Yang."
At this point, Little Fatty's eyes were filled with envy.
I envy Xu Pengcheng's success, and I envy him for having a mentor like Yang Bu.
Snapped
The little fat boy was patted on the head. He realized what was happening, rubbed his head symbolically, and looked at his father who had reached out his hand.
"You little rascal, if you want a talent scout to take notice of you, you'd better be a thoroughbred horse at the very least."
"The talent scout is right there. If you don't have the ability, how can they discover you?"
Hearing his father say that, the little fat boy immediately came to his senses, "I know, I will definitely become a thoroughbred horse."
"Okay, be ambitious."
The little fat boy nodded vigorously when his mother's voice came from behind him.
The family of three then went to the dining table for a meal.
After dinner, Xiao Pang went back to his room and picked up his college textbooks to read.
The old man sat in his study, lit a cigarette, and began to think silently.
Early the next morning.
As dawn broke, Xu Pengcheng arrived at the Ninth Division.
Along the way, many people greeted him, giving him a feeling of sudden fame and recognition.
However, his experiences over the years have made him clear about his own position.
The age of forty has also given him a sense of composure.
However, he didn't seem very happy at the moment. He walked quickly towards his office as if he had something on his mind.
"Teacher Xu."
Just as he stepped into the research institute, a voice came from behind him. Xu Pengcheng turned around and saw Lu Tao running towards him quickly, carrying a document.
"Xiao Lu!"
Xu Pengcheng smiled.
In this research institute, apart from work, I'm quite familiar with the people I work with.
Furthermore, he was closest to Shu Xingbei, and Lu Tao and his family were also close to Shu Xingbei, which led to a good relationship between the two of them.
More importantly, the two families lived in the same compound, and their children would visit each other frequently.
Lu Tao ran up to her, adjusted his glasses, and said, "Teacher Xu, I've come to use the photocopier."
"Well, Xiao Lu, wasn't the time arranged yesterday?"
Xu Pengcheng was somewhat embarrassed.
Because so many people use photocopiers, we had no choice but to assign someone to arrange the documents to be copied in order to save time and improve efficiency.
"Teacher Xu, I know the schedule has been arranged, but I'm just too busy."
"If you have two more copies of this program, it will be easier for me to make modifications."
Lu Tao smiled and pleaded, "Besides, I haven't even started work yet, so please help me out first."
Xu Pengcheng looked around to make sure no one was there, and whispered, "You didn't go home last night, did you?"
Lu Tao smiled and shook his head, "No, I just got up a little earlier."
He wouldn't say that he got up before dawn so he could make copies earlier.
However, after arriving at the Ninth Division, he realized that the two of them were from the same compound and could have come together, so why did they come earlier?
The two arrived at the research institute. The guard at the entrance saw them but did not question them. They then went to the photocopier.
"You know how to use it yourself, I'm busy now."
Xu Pengcheng sat down at his desk and began to work.
Lu Tao didn't care about anything else and quickly turned on the switch to start operating it.
This photocopier is easy to operate; otherwise, it wouldn't have been so highly regarded by Minister Yang.
Lu Tao quickly made copies of the three documents.
He originally intended to make two copies, but seeing that no one was outside, he couldn't resist making an extra one.
With a thick stack of documents placed aside, Lu Tao finally felt relieved, then looked at Xu Pengcheng, who was busy at work.
"Finished photocopying?"
Xu Pengcheng sensed someone beside him and asked.
"Okay, the copy is done."
Lu Tao replied, then looked at the design drawings on the table, "Teacher Xu, didn't you make the photocopier?"
"What are you doing?"
Upon hearing Lu Tao's inquiry, Xu Pengcheng immediately picked up the design drawings on the table and sighed with emotion.
“Yesterday at lunch, I talked to Director Yang about the photocopier.”
"At the time, Director Yang made a suggestion, saying that it was very inconvenient to add ink to it each time."
"It might even spill!"
"I thought about it and it really is true, so Director Yang suggested that the component that holds the ink be designed separately."
"Make it into a toner cartridge, so that when the toner is used up, you can just take it off the copier and replace it with a new one."
"I thought about it last night, and it actually works."
"That's why I came over to design it and try to make some improvements."
After Xu Pengcheng finished explaining the situation, Lu Tao immediately nodded, "I must say, Director Yang's suggestion is really good."
"It's much more convenient to take it apart and put it back together than to fill it with oil from a grease trap."
"And these separately made ink boxes are also convenient for transportation."
Lu Tao sighed, then looked at Xu Pengcheng, "Teacher Xu, is this really the first time Director Yang has ever seen a photocopier?"
"I have a feeling that he knew about this a long time ago."
Xu Pengcheng smiled and said, "Who knows? Maybe he's had experience with foreign photocopiers."
After saying that, he lowered his head and said, "I'm going back to my office now. I'll try to finish it as soon as possible."
Lu Tao nodded.
He had heard that the Ninth Department was going to set up a photocopier manufacturing plant.
Although Professor Xu still has to stay in this research institute, he can't get rid of the 'nominal' position of technical guidance director, and he can also receive two salaries every month.
In addition, you can receive bonuses.
Many people in the research institute have already benefited from this model.
Previously, Liu Xiangdong earned two salaries just by using infrared night vision devices.
His uncle, Shu, also changed his family's life through a satellite phone project.
This is what a truly secure job looks like.
He, too, wanted to make a name for himself.
I also wanted to make my family's life better.
Thinking of this, Lu Tao hugged the documents in his hands tightly. These were his motivation to move forward and the way for him to realize his dreams.
Lu Tao, keep it up!
you can.
He silently encouraged himself, then walked out with the documents in his arms.