Expedition to Europe

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

"Hey, you can't be like this, Qin is the guest I invited." Pierce stood up for Qin Zhiyuan.

The relationship between Pierce and Qin Zhiyuan is still very good. At least Qin Zhiyuan did help Pierce solve several problems. Markas is different. This guy only knows how to take, but has no concept of giving. Now he has earned the hatred of everyone in the entire tank research institute.

This is the territory of the Renault factory. Pierce and the others are paid by Louis Renault and have nothing to do with Marcus.

"No one is allowed to enter the work area as long as they are not from the institute. This is a rule left by the former team leader." Markas is skilled in business.

Qin Zhiyuan laughed. This was indeed the rule he made. It was originally intended to deal with Fayol, but he didn't expect that Markas would now use it to deal with him.

"Okay, okay, Pierce, I won't go in. Let's talk later." Qin Zhiyuan grabbed Pierce, who still wanted to argue, and took the initiative to end the dispute.

"No! This is my territory. If someone can decide who can go in and who cannot go in, that person should be me, not some self-righteous person." Pierce was extremely stubborn today.

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

"Aha, whatever you think I mean, that's what I mean!" Pierce refused to give in.

"Okay, very good! Just wait, I will report this matter exactly as it is." Markas pointed at Pierce angrily and his fingers were trembling.

Although Marcus is the leader of the tank research team, he does not have the right to deal with Pierce. The two have no affiliation in a strict sense, and Pierce does not care about Marcus at all.

"Hahaha, what else do you do besides reporting to the police? You act like a bullied child all day long, crying and going home to find your mother. I'm really ashamed of your military uniform." The fat man is also very lethal when he is vicious. Powerful.

"You bastard, I'm going to teach you a lesson!" Marcus couldn't keep his expression on his face and strode over angrily.

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

Looking at this pace, he is quite skilled.

Qin Zhiyuan originally wanted to help, but after taking one look at Pierce's steps, he immediately stepped aside.

This fat guy has practiced before!

Marcus was not stupid either. Seeing the fat man yelling and provoking, he unconsciously slowed down.

To say that Pierce is fat, Marcus is actually not much better. Marcus is a civil servant who sits in an office all year round and does not have much combat experience at all. Otherwise, he would not ignore the urgent needs of the front line for the sake of a shock-absorbing system. With this improvement, he might as well do something else.

During the war, talking about "user experience" is just nonsense. Producing the most weapons as quickly as possible is the most important, and everything else can be ignored. The issue of ride comfort can be slowly improved after the war.

At this time, many windows in the entire building had been opened, and one or several staff members stood behind each window, silently watching everything happening in front of the institute, but no one came out to stop or dissuade them.

Qin Zhiyuan felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Maybe something bad happened in the institute during his absence.

"Come on, come here and beat me up like a man, haven't you tolerated me for a long time? Are you worse than a Spanish cow, trembling like a quail, going home crying to your mother?" Pierce The clamor echoed throughout the institute.

"Spanish cow" is regarded as a national curse in France, and its effect is equivalent to that of mother-in-law in China.

Markas's face turned red and white, and he stopped five or six meters in front of Pierce. He put his hands on the buttons of his military uniform but did not dare to unbutton: "It's working time now. Pierce, if you are dissatisfied with me, you can Report it to the headquarters, but if you continue to mess around like this, I will call the guards."

Pierce is the chief researcher of the institute, and Marcus doesn't dare to go too far. If things get too big, it may not be Pierce who is punished. After all, there are many colonels, but it is difficult to train chief researchers.

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

There are many small bars near the Renault factory. Qin Zhiyuan and Pierce found one that was open without much effort. Qin Zhiyuan took a look and saw that the door was quite clean, so he pushed the door open with Pierce.

Pierce liked to drink, and he drank a lot. He would drink everything from whiskey to brandy, and he soon became drunk and naive.

"You know, Qin, Paris is a big cesspit now, dirty, stinking, and exuding a disgusting smell all the time..." Pierce complained.

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

When Pierce complained, Qin Zhiyuan was tasting the wine brewed by the owner of this bar. It tasted very good. Qin Zhiyuan decided to ask the boss to get him two bottles at a time, one to give to his father-in-law, and one to take home for collection. .

"Okay, okay, you have changed now. You can't listen to anyone telling the truth. You only want to whitewash the peace, sing praises, and flatter others..." Pierce grabbed Qin Zhiyuan's wine glass and drank it down.

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"Can't you have another cup?" Qin Zhiyuan was dissatisfied and snapped his fingers at the waiter.

"Tell me, what happened during this period?" Qin Zhiyuan was curious.

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

"Yes, go on." Qin Zhiyuan said casually, without any sincerity.

"How could you not know Michel? He was almost selected for the French Academy of Sciences, if it weren't for his mother. He is a respectable and respected scholar." Pierce couldn't believe it, and now his eyes looked a lot bigger.

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

During this period, because of the "LLL" company, Qin Zhiyuan contacted many researchers, but he couldn't contact the level of academicians of the French Academy of Sciences. It's like in another time and space, a private entrepreneur wants to improve a machine, he can only contact university professors at most, and the big cows at the level of academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences will not pay attention to him.

"God, maybe I found the wrong person." Pierce sighed and raised his head to drink another glass.

"Tell me about it, maybe I can help, but I can't guarantee it." Qin Zhiyuan raised his glass to indicate.

Pierce's power may not be too great, but he has old Renault as his backer. If even Pierce can't do it, Qin Zhiyuan doesn't think he can do much.

"Didn't you protect a lot of orphans some time ago? I heard there are a lot of Jews there, so do you mind having two more elderly people? I can guarantee that they are not a burden." Pierce's eyes were full of expectations.

Jews?

Qin Zhiyuan can really help with this.