Chinese entertainment for engineering students

Wang Xu briefly inquired about the progress of the "supercomputing" project. Professor Yan said:

"The report you prepared is so thick that it will take you a week to read it all. I really don't know how you, a freak, did it."

"How can you use a freak? How about calling me a genius?" Wang Xu said with a playful smile. It was indeed a bit too much. It took an hour to copy the pile of materials, but he actually typed them out in a week.

"Okay, let me know if you have any news." Wang Xu was about to leave.

"Well, I can't tell you any more, so go away. Don't forget about next Wednesday. What do you want to build a factory to produce?"

"Let's just make speakers. It's a small factory anyway."

"Small factory? Do you think Director Li will call you over just for a small factory? I don't think so anyway. I will go there with you next Wednesday. If you can't take it, don't worry about the repercussions, just refuse. That is, the reason can be arbitrary, but if it doesn’t work, it’s usually pushed back.”

"I understand, my mother-in-law's family is quite interesting." Wang Xu understood immediately that Director Li wanted to harvest the sheep, but the department didn't want to lend the sheep out, that's all.

"Well, it's good that you know." Professor Yan originally didn't want to talk about these things. He planned to let this kid suffer a lot and then intervene to mediate.

Suddenly, I felt that this was really unreasonable. As a top university, doing this seemed too mean. Instead, it might alienate this kid, so I just said it.

"Okay, it's really okay this time, get out of here."

"Okay."

Wang Xu went downstairs, rode his motorcycle back to the dormitory.

There was no one in the dormitory except Wang Xu himself. He packed up a lot of material studies books that he had borrowed before and planned to go to the library to exchange a batch. This is not about trying to make LEDs. Let’s read the book first, organic and inorganic, big and small molecules, and then look for details to break through. The plan will work out.

Returning books, borrowing books, and going back to the dormitory to brush up on books, it was a trance, leisurely, and uniquely interesting. In such an early winter world, sitting quietly in a warm dormitory, enjoying the winter sunshine and wandering in the ocean of knowledge, Wang Xu felt calm and somewhat relaxed.

The time spent concentrating always flies by, and the afternoon passes in the blink of an eye. The crisp alarm bell rang, breaking the silence.

This alarm clock is an asset of the dormitory. Everyone pooled their money to buy it. It has big round hands and a bell.

It has to be wound every day, and the alarm clock also has to be wound specially, which is a very standard purely mechanical style. This kind of alarm clock may only be seen in antique shops in future generations. It is troublesome to use and the time is not very accurate. You have to adjust the watch every two or three days.

The only advantage is that it is loud and noisy. When the time comes, the bell rings so loudly that it wakes up everyone in the dormitory next door.

For this alarm clock, the dormitory next door has made several suggestions. Our dormitory cannot follow the schedule of your dormitory.

Boss Zhan always bowed his head and admitted his mistakes, accepted it humbly, and resolutely refused to change, and then let it go. The dormitory next door gradually got used to the same routine. When the alarm clock rang, both dormitories got up.

But recently, due to Wang Xu's return, this alarm clock doesn't ring every day, because Wang Xu naturally wakes up at the same time every day. He got up early again, finished boxing every day, came back early after shopping, and then asked his brothers to get up at just the right time.

As a result, the person next door came to make comments again. We have finally gotten used to your alarm clock. How can you just say that we don’t need it and don’t use it? This is not making trouble or bullying, right?

Wang Xu looked very happy and sighed, this is the dormitory. There are emotions and conflicts, they are all green young people, and the brotherhood is established amidst the quarrel. When I return to campus, what makes people miss the most is this ordinary daily life.

Wang Xu pressed the alarm clock and went out to pick up Professor Yan. He had agreed to pick up Professor Yan who was going to listen to music in the courtyard today, so of course he had to be punctual.

After picking up Professor Yan, I sent him home to change into some clothes. The weather was getting cold and ordinary clothes couldn't withstand the wind of riding a motorcycle, so I had to wear something thicker. Then he took Professor Yan back to the courtyard.

The courtyard has finished get off work. 996 is not very popular at this time, and working overtime is not very common.

In fact, the issue of overtime is also related to social development. Most of the families in the imperial capital now have dual incomes, get married early, and most of the elders have jobs. If you get off work too late, your children will be left unattended, and eating will be a problem.

Unless the unit has a canteen, eating alone will completely prevent the unit from requiring overtime work. You can't let everyone work hungry.

Future generations can work overtime so easily, and convenient and popular social services are important supports.

Only when you don't have to worry about eating or getting dressed can working overtime become a generally allowed behavior.

So when Wang Xu returned to the courtyard, only the security guard was still at his post, and by the way, there were also people from the recording studio. Everyone else had gone back to their homes. Even Wang Jinghua went home to cook for her husband.

A while ago, Wang Jinghua was too busy due to the newly built studio, and she neglected her husband a bit. The two had some conflicts, so she is working hard on her performance recently.

She is a strong woman, and she is a bit like a girl from the imperial capital. It is absolutely impossible for her to take the initiative to apologize. So going home early every day to cook is a disguised method of subduing others.

Wang Xu also discovered this and comforted her with a smile, telling her not to be so anxious. He, the boss, was not in a hurry, so there was no need for her to be so anxious. At present, it seems that this year's income cannot be low. There is no need to rush for a day and a half, which will end up causing family disharmony. It is not worth it.

Sister Hua just went down the slope, accepted Wang Xu's kindness, and left at the same time every day to go home and cook for her husband.

By the way, the working hours at the moment are usually from 8 am to 5 pm, and I get home before 6 pm, which is perfect for cooking.

However, Wang Xu doesn't have a clock-in mechanism here. As long as it's not too exaggerated, it doesn't matter if he's a little late. As for the studio, don't make it look like a big company. If you have a more human touch, you'll get along better.

This is naturally determined by the different characteristics of large companies and small companies. If Wang Xu's company becomes bigger in the future, there will definitely be no shortage of various systems, but it is still small now.

Wang Xu held a large disk full of keys in his hand and led Professor Yan to visit the small building first.

The painting studio, reception room, showroom, listening room, tea room, and conference room on the first floor were all opened and Professor Yan took a look.

The second floor is home to many studio spaces, plus a recording studio. The studio was still recording, with the door closed and a Do Not Disturb sign, so there was no need to visit. Although it is more worth visiting, Professor Yan obviously cannot be seen today.

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The following are free:

(The pace of my book is a bit slow. I didn’t write quickly, and the days in the book didn’t pass quickly either.

This is the style that was formed from the beginning. This is not a business war novel, nor is it a fast-paced entertainment novel.

I actually want to describe the urban humanities of the 1990s, so that readers can experience for themselves what the author saw back then.

It can be regarded as a kind of chronicle, although the time is not that old.

My writing power is limited, so I just want to try my best to show some of the customs and customs of the imperial capital and even China at that time in the story.

This is also the first time I have written such a long story, and I have to follow the rules of the starting point for serial updates, otherwise I will either deduct money or kick out the recommendation.

This made the author a little impatient, and some chapters were published without even having time to carefully correct them.

Chijiu would like to express my sincerest apology here, and I will also take time to re-examine the previous text in the future.

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