Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

At noon today, the Huaguang Scientific Research Canteen serves stir-fried pork with green peppers and stewed beans.

The canteen of the Huaguang Science and Technology Factory below serves stir-fried pork with celery and stewed tofu.

The staple food is nothing new, rice and steamed buns.

Wan Feng also bought a plate and ate at a small dining table with Yang Zhengkun.

"Professor Yang! I won't invite you to the restaurant at noon today. I will accompany you to get used to the food in the Huaguang cafeteria. Don't worry! The vegetables we use in the cafeteria are guaranteed to be free of junk, and the hygienic conditions are guaranteed to be no worse than those of other people's homes."

The people who cook in the cafeteria are all housewives from nearby villages, and when recruiting, they specially choose clean and neat tricks, and the buried ones go wherever they like.

These cooks enjoy all the treatment of Nanwan Group employees, even a lot of year-end bonuses, and they are basically regarded as regular employees of Nanwan.

Therefore, every woman who cooks in the Nanwan Group cherishes this opportunity very much. The cooking may not be delicious, but there is absolutely no fault in the hygiene.

"It's good! It's really good, not worse than our school's cafeteria at all."

It is impossible for Wan Feng to verify whether this statement is true or not.

"Professor Yang! Did Xu Meilin show you the working environment this morning?"

"Look, I am very satisfied with the working environment, and I have also chatted with the database team, and I am very encouraged by their enthusiasm."

A spotless environment and various advanced test instruments.

Peking University's scientific research equipment is not as good as Nanwan's equipment.

The satisfaction that Yang Zhengkun said came from the heart.

Almost everyone who came to Nanwan said this kind of words. Although the original words may not be exactly the same, they are all similar.

Wan Feng was not surprised either.

"I've arranged a place for you to live in. I'll take you there after dinner. Professor Yang! Do you have a driver's license?"

Yang Zhengkun shook his head.

Without a driver's license, you have to arrange for a special person to drive.

Wan Feng took out a flip phone from his pocket and pushed it in front of Yang Zhengkun.

"I turned on this phone in the morning, and the number is on this piece of paper. I will pay you the first call fee. My phone number is already stored in your phone book, and you can find it by flipping through it. You can contact me directly."

Yang Zhengkun was a little moved.

People who can directly contact Wan Feng are not ordinary people in his heart, and he still understands this.

After dinner, Wan Feng drove Yang Zhengkun to Wan Shuiming's original factory. Once he entered the factory gate, he pointed to a small three-story building on the right side of the gate.

"My old uncle's family lived in this small building at the beginning. There is really no place suitable for you to live in. You can't live in a large dormitory in a factory. You can live in a hotel. I'm afraid you won't feel like you're going out, so For the time being, you will live here first. I have already contacted the decorator, and they will start to decorate tomorrow, and it will take about a week to decorate, what do you think?"

Then he and Yang Zhengkun went into the small building and looked floor by floor.

"Is this factory vacant now?"

"I'm temporarily using it as a warehouse, and people from the security company are on duty 20 hours a day and night."

Hearing that there were people from the security company on duty day and night, Yang Zhengkun stopped talking.

The small building is on the right of the gate, and the duty room is on the left of the gate, only more than ten meters away.

"Since there is no problem, let's make it so. Before the house decoration is completed, you will live in the Hongying Hotel. I have opened the rooms. After the house decoration is completed, you will move in. I will provide you with a car and a driver to pick you up every day. You commute."

After finishing the arrangement of the residence, Wan Feng took advantage of the time in the afternoon to drive Yang Zhengkun around Jiangwei to deepen his understanding of Jiangwei.

During the period, I also went to the Inna River to have a look.

The water level of the Inna River has receded for the time being, but this is not an easy time. The real rainy season is mid-to-late July and early August, and it is not the time for horses to go to Nanshan.

The supplies to Longjiang are still being transported, mainly tents are left, and other things have been transported.

As the river calmed down for the time being, Wan Feng turned his attention to the World Cup. First, he bought Crudia, who won a 3-0 victory over Deguo. In the last game, he also got a middle shot.

France defeated the elusive Bashi and won the 16th World Cup.

Taking stock of the harvest of this World Cup, a total of nearly 1.1 billion yuan has been gained.

The trader team each paid 2 million bonuses, and because of Chen Wenxin's effective supervision, Wan Feng gave her an extra 2 million.

On the second day after the end of the World Cup, Gu Hongzhong unexpectedly returned from Nanzuizi.

Then he made a small plane and flew back and forth in front of Wan Feng.

"Gu Gong! Don't you think I don't know how to count? You pretended to be a drone by flying a model airplane over my head? Although I don't know anything about drones, I still have a share between model airplanes and drones." Clear."

The small plane that Gu Hongzhong is flying now is about the same size as some iron planes with rattling fans on the whip poles of some people during the Chinese New Year, and they dare to call them drones.

Gu Hongzhong was happy: "Of course the real drone can't be brought back. I brought this model plane back for my son to play with."

"Gu Gong! You're talking nonsense again. Your son is about to marry a wife. You tell your son to play with this thing?"

Gu Hongzhong's son, Gu Li, is eighteen or nineteen years old this year, how about this?

"This is more or less for my son to play with."

"Don't even think about it, my son can't play it, so I can't leave it to my grandson!"

It all reminded me of the year 3000.

Wan Feng did not insist on drones. His son was too young to play with them. When his son grew up, drones might fly all over the sky.

"How's your research project going?"

"Successful two gadgets."

"It's really successful? Let's talk about Nengfei Duoyuan first."

"One hundred and fifty kilometers."

It's a real drone that can fly so far.

"Can it carry weight?"

"It can carry fifty kilograms."

Wan Feng was taken aback. A drone that can carry 50 kilograms is not too small.

It can carry 50 kilograms of materials and fly 150 kilometers...

This is against the sky! It took about ten months for Gu Hongzhong to get the drone out. Could it be that he is going to the sky?

"Controlled by what technology?"

"radio!"

After hearing the radio, Wan Feng was greatly relieved, and he was sure that Gu Hongzhong would not be able to ascend to the sky for the time being.

Radio can be said to be the lowest-end means of controlling drones. If there is a little interference when the drone is flying, the plane may fly somewhere.

The most accurate and least disturbed is of course satellite positioning.

But in 1998, he was able to fly 150 kilometers by radio control, which was considered a breakthrough.

"Oh, that's not right! Even if you understand the electronic components in the drone, how did you tinker with the body? You messed around by yourself?"

No matter how big the aircraft is, it needs blowing holes in order to have good flight performance.

Wan Feng didn't believe that Gu Hongzhong could create a reasonable body by himself.

"Someone helped to make the airframe, I don't need to worry about it, I'm only responsible for making it fly and controllable."

When Gu Hongzhong said this, Wan Feng understood.

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