Scholars in the courtyard

Machinery factory, in the director's office.

Yang Youning was holding the phone and discussing with Mr. Wang.

Ever since Yang Xiaotao handed over the cooperation with the Seventh Machinery Department to Yang Youning, this has become their daily routine.

Anyway, Yang Xiaotao said that the machinery factory would not be a sucker, so Yang Youning naturally knew what to do and wanted to strive for more benefits for the machinery factory.

The Sixth Machinery Department sent ten masters for the gas turbine, so you should express your gratitude to the Seventh Machinery Department.

What? They sent them before?

Chief, that was before, in order to rush the work. Now is now.

The two of them argued in the room for a few days, and Mr. Wang was also worn out by Yang Youning.

He even felt that he would rather deal with Yang Xiaotao, the little fox, than nagging this guy in the future.

"Commander, let's make it like this."

"Okay, I'll prepare right away. Don't worry, our Red Star Machinery Factory will definitely do what it says."

"Don't worry, we..."

"Huh? Hang up?"

Yang Youning looked at the hung up phone and smiled smugly.

When it comes to research, he is far behind Yang Xiaotao.

But if it comes to this nonsense, they really think that Yang Youning is a steamed bun that anyone can eat.

"Red Star Electromechanical Factory."

"Haha!"

Yang Youning wrote a few words on the table, very satisfied.

This is the result of his and Mr. Wang's argument for a few days.

The machinery factory will set up the Red Star Electromechanical Factory, which is not really a set up, after all, this factory is ready.

It's a pity that it is now abandoned and the machines inside are outdated.

But it can still be used after some repairs.

More importantly, this is approved by Mr. Chen.

If he succeeds, he will also have face in front of Mr. Chen.

Thinking of this, Yang Youning got up and went to find Liu Huaimin.

They have to discuss who should be the director of this electromechanical factory.

As for Yang Xiaotao?

He is still attending a lecture in the auditorium.

Let's talk about it after he finishes the lecture!

In the auditorium.

Yang Xiaotao sat in the front row, holding a notebook and a pen in his hand, listening carefully to every word that Mr. Qian said.

Beside him, Wu Zhe, Zhang Guanyu, Wang Xushan, Liu Xiangdong, An Zhongsheng, etc., a group of people rushed to sit in the front row.

The second row was people from various research institutes, including Li Lei and Li Junming from the Alloy Research Institute.

There were Jiang Ningning and others from the Ordnance Research Institute.

There were a group of people from the R\u0026D Department.

Even in the back, there were some young people who came from various universities after hearing about Mr. Qian's lecture.

In this regard, the machinery factory treated everyone equally, and anyone who could show their identity card could come in.

It happened to be the weekend, so many people came, almost filling up the entire venue.

This is the first class. If the news gets out, some people will have to stand to listen to the next class.

Liang Zuoxin personally led the team around the hall and stood on guard.

In Yang Xiaotao's words, no one is allowed to disturb them.

Even if there is something, they have to wait until the get out of class is over.

At this moment, everyone is like elementary school students, not daring to lose their concentration. There is no sound in the whole meeting room except for the voice of Mr. Qian.

Even if they fart, they hold it in their buttocks, for fear of affecting others' listening to the class.

These days, Yang Xiaotao reads the book given by Mr. Qian whenever he has time, and sometimes even takes some notes to record his doubts and wait to ask Mr. Qian.

And the content of Mr. Qian's first class today is very simple and easy to understand.

Even the formulas listed on the blackboard are what Yang Xiaotao saw in the book, which is very helpful for Yang Xiaotao to understand.

"Do you understand these formulas?"

Mr. Qian walked aside and put down the chalk, then took a sip of water and looked at everyone kindly.

Yang Xiaotao and others nodded, "I understand."

The people in the hall behind him also made sounds of understanding.

Mr. Qian smiled and glanced at everyone, and finally looked at Wang Xushan on the side, "Old Wang, do you understand?"

Since learning about Wang Xushan and his friends, Mr. Qian has been impressed by the seven of them. During this lecture, the seven of them were in the first two rows and listened attentively.

Wang Xushan didn't expect Mr. Qian to ask this. He lowered his head to look at what was written in his notebook, then raised his head and smiled, "I, I understand a little bit."

"Oh, what aspect do you still not understand, tell me, I will explain it to everyone again."

Wang Xushan listened, then looked around, and said uncomfortably, "That, Chief, actually I, I didn't understand that."

The same voice came from everyone behind him, and most people felt the same way.

Yang Xiaotao looked back at the crowd and was about to finish his speech, but found that Mr. Qian was smiling, "It's right that you don't understand. I taught a group of students before, and they were the same as you."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, let's talk about it again."

As he said this, Mr. Qian picked up the chalk and walked back to the blackboard and talked again.

Yang Xiaotao finally understood why Mr. Qian added a third point.

He just wanted to give more people an opportunity.

An opportunity that everyone can access.

Even if they don't understand, as long as they want to learn, he will teach them.

At this moment, Yang Xiaotao took a deep breath and listened carefully again along the track of Mr. Qian's chalk.

Mr. Qian looked back and saw Yang Xiaotao's appearance, and his smile became even brighter.

In his eyes, there are many kinds of students, including smart students, hardworking students, serious students, and naughty students.

Among these students, Yang Xiaotao is undoubtedly a smart student, but now it seems that he is also a hardworking and serious student.

He is happy to teach such students.

"Let's start with the first dynamic formula."

Mr. Qian patiently talked again without any displeasure.

Yang Xiaotao even felt that if someone still didn't understand after this lecture, Mr. Qian might talk for a third time.

From 9:00 a.m. to 11:30 a.m., with a half-hour break in the middle, Mr. Qian will teach for a total of two hours.

This is not easy for someone of Mr. Qian's age.

But Mr. Qian is happy to do it, and when he is tired, he sits down and talks to everyone.

At lunch, Yang Xiaotao sat with Mr. Qian, and Wu Zhe and others were around.

"I see you understand everything?"

During the meal, Mr. Qian asked Yang Xiaotao.

"Well, it's all in the book. I have prepared before, and I can basically keep up."

Yang Xiaotao admitted it directly without being modest.

Mr. Qian smiled, "Read the book carefully. I will come back next week and it will be more advanced."

Yang Xiaotao nodded immediately and then winked at Wu Zhe.

Wu Zhe immediately took out a document from his hand, "Teacher Qian, this is some of our ideas about the wing sweep angle. Our original sweep angle was 45 degrees."

Mr. Qian ate rice while looking at the data on the table. Finally, he put down his bowl and chopsticks, took out a pen from his pocket, and wrote down a few formulas on the paper, "You go back and calculate, take in the weight, speed, and structural hardness of the wing, and then calculate it again. Maybe it will help."

"Okay!"

"Teacher Qian, this is the design of the lower angle"

After a meal, when Mr. Qian finished, it was already past one in the afternoon, and Yang Xiaotao drove Mr. Qian home personally.

"Your machinery factory is good, and the academic atmosphere is very good."

"That's all because of your good teaching."

After listening to this, Mr. Qian shook his head and smiled, "If you can always keep this heart of learning, the future machinery factory will become the cradle of technological bursts."

"You must lead them well, don't slack off, and don't be discouraged."

"Well, I know, don't worry, I'll watch over them. If anyone doesn't study hard, let them go to the workshop."

After listening to this, Mr. Qian laughed again.

When the car arrived at the family compound, Yang Xiaotao got off the car and helped Mr. Qian carry his bag downstairs.

"Do you want to come up and sit?"

"No, teacher, you are tired all morning, have a good rest."

"Okay, you too, go back early."

"Well, okay!"

After watching Mr. Qian go upstairs, Yang Xiaotao left.

He drove to Chaoyang Vegetable Market to buy a chicken, and then took out a lot of ingredients from the space and left them in the car, and then went home.

Today is the old Taoist's 60th birthday. Originally, the old Taoist didn't want to care about this matter at all.

It's just a birthday, what's so great about it, just have a normal meal.

Besides, he's not a person who likes to be in a crowd.

But Yang Xiaotao doesn't think so. Apart from other things, the fact that the old Taoist has been hiding his identity in the northwest for more than ten years is worthy of his respect.

What's more, the old Taoist is also good to him and his family, and he is still working hard at his job at an old age...

Ahem

Besides, sixty is considered old these days.

Especially in this era when the average life expectancy of ordinary people is only in their forties or fifties, sixty is a hurdle.

So it must be done well, so that the old Taoist can feel the warmth from home and the care from revolutionary comrades, and then do better for the revolution...

Yang Xiaotao found a reason for himself to dispel the little bit of guilt in his heart, and then hurried home.

Back in the courtyard, Ran Qiuye, Liu Yuhua and others have already started to prepare.

Many people are invited to celebrate tonight.

As for the old Taoist, he is really playing chess with the old man in the courtyard under the locust tree.

The children in the surrounding courtyards were enjoying a rare holiday, running around, and their carefree appearance made the adults around them very envious.

The old Taoist was also surrounded by people, all of whom were old people in the courtyard. Some of them watched chess, and some chatted.

The old Taoist listened from the side, and occasionally raised his head to interject.

He naturally knew Yang Xiaotao's actions. Although he didn't say it, he was happy in his heart. He didn't see any seriousness when playing chess.

An aunt stood at the door of her house, her eyes swept over the old Taoist, her eyes full of envy.

The Yang family wanted to celebrate the old Taoist's 60th birthday, and it didn't take half a day to spread throughout the whole connection.

When she heard about it, a hint of gloom flashed in her eyes.

The situation of the old Taoist now is what the couple had longed for many years ago.

The old man has a place to rely on and a place to support him.

For this reason, they first chose Jia Dongxu, then Sha Zhu, and finally fell on Qin Huairu.

But over the years, she has more or less seen Qin Huairu's true face.

This woman, although she appears to be friendly on the surface, is still a selfish person in her heart.

If there is not enough benefit, she will definitely kick him away.

Just like she could abandon Yang Xiaotao for the extra five dollars from the Jia family.

In the future, maybe she will abandon them too.

Thinking of this, the aunt felt a sharp pain in her heart and had difficulty breathing.

She turned around and walked back to the house, sat on a chair, and slowly adjusted her breathing.

In the afternoon, people came one after another.

The first to come were people from the Alloy Research Institute of the Machinery Factory.

Although Yang Xiaotao is the director in name, he is very busy as the director, so the daily trivial matters are decided by Laodao and An Zhongsheng.

Of course, things will be handed over to An Zhongsheng in the future. Yang Xiaotao plans to let Laodao hold on for two years to see how things go.

The arrival of An Zhongsheng and others made the courtyard more lively.

Then he said that Ran's father and Zheng Shuangyan came together. They had worked together in the northwest. As soon as Yang Xiaotao said that, the two of them made it clear that they wanted to come.

Finally, there were a few important people in the yard, represented by Yan Fugui.

Yan Fugui also knew that not everyone could sit at the table for the Yang family's meal. Now that he could sit here, it was naturally for Ran Qiuye's sake. Compared with Yan Fugui, he cherished it more.

At the same time, he also reminded himself in his heart that he could not plot against the Yang family.

When Yang Xiaotao was preparing the meal for the table, laughter came from the door again, and Director Wang of the Street Office strode in.

"I came at the right time..."