The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

"It's not easy to hear 'Uncle Wen' from your mouth!" Ji

Lengming knew that this was Wen Tongren teasing him, blaming him for not even saying a symbolic greeting after Chinese New Year's Eve.

Let's not talk about gentleness, just talking about Wen Tongren, it's still good, if you have a chance, you can also make a New Year's friend.

Ji Lengming knew that he was wrong, and he didn't find a reason, so he apologized honestly.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Wen, it's my fault. "

Wen Tongren is an old Jianghu, and he immediately hit the snake with a stick.

He dragged Ji Leng into the Ming Dynasty's house, and Song Li, Zhou Honglu, and Zhao Xueying followed behind him like little tails.

"Since you know it's wrong, shouldn't you make up for it?"

Ji Lengming froze.

Wen Tongren also stopped, with a straight face: "You said it just now, your fault, shouldn't you admit it so soon?"

Ji Lengming pursed the corners of his lips, unable to refute.

"I don't know... What does Uncle Wen want me to do? As long as it doesn't violate morality, I'll do my best.

Wen Tongren was waiting for this sentence, and he patted Ji Lengming on the shoulder.

With the other hand, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a red, gilt invitation, and stuffed it into the other's hand.

"You said so, I don't want to brush your mind, a month later, uncle's birthday, you must come!"

Looking at the gorgeous cover of the invitation, Ji Lengming was very embarrassed.

If you don't go to the birthday party, your parents will personally send you an invitation, and you really can't say no.

Go to the banquet, it is inevitable to meet the people of the Ji family, as well as gentleness.

When he thought of gentleness, his heart was like pouring a bottle of spirits, and everything he looked at became bizarre and the world became absurd.

This woman, as she said, did set him free and no longer entangled in contact.

During this time, Ji Lengming was also trying to avoid taking the initiative to think of Wen Wan.

When I think of her, I think of the madness of the man's Chinese New Year's Eve.

His world has always been sane and orderly, and he can find a way to cope with it, no matter how hard it is.

But one person came out, and with her extremely strong destructive power, all his rules were smashed.

This feeling of losing control made him very uncomfortable.

Wen Tongren saw the resistance in Ji Lengming's eyes, and didn't give him a chance to refuse at all, turned his head and chatted with Song Li and the others behind him, changing the topic.

"By the way, what did you just say that you can't pull it out?"

Referring to professional-related knowledge, Song Li and Zhou Honglu were obviously interested.

Zhou Honglu pushed the glasses with the thick bottom of the beer bottle on the bridge of his nose.

"Hello sir, we are students at University A and have just been discussing silicon ingots.

"You may not understand silicon ingots, but silicon, silicon elements, you should have heard of this, right?"

Wen Tongren is engaged in industry, the company's business covers a wide range of fields, and he is naturally no stranger to 'silicon'.

From silica to silicon ingots, the industry adopts the method of crucible refining, and the purity of the silicon ingots produced is not high, but fortunately, the technology is still mature, and the output of smelting silicon is among the best in the world.

Wen Tongren didn't know how to discuss this with two college students.

"I know, anyway, what's the point of you talking about this?"

Song Li interjected.

"Ji Lengming sent us a document two days ago, which has a part about how to turn polysilicon into monocrystalline silicon.

"At present, our industrial technology can only produce polysilicon, and we can't make monocrystalline silicon.

"And the main way to make monocrystalline silicon is the straight pull method, so we just said that 'it can't be pulled out'.

Wen Tongren was even more confused.

"So... What do you want monocrystalline

silicon for?" Song Li: "Monocrystalline silicon is the raw material for the manufacture of semiconductor silicon devices, semiconductor devices, you must be familiar with them, right?"

Wen Tongren understood, and immediately turned his gaze to Ji Lengming.

"Are you studying the semiconductor industry?" Ji

Lengming was so taken by Wen Tongren, and his thinking immediately jumped from 'whether to go to the banquet' to 'semiconductor industry'.

He said casually: "When I read the book, I just feel that the whole semiconductor industry is very backward, so I want to see if there is a way to change this situation."

Wen Tongren's gaze suddenly became complicated.

He sighed.

"It's good for young people to have ideas, but they also have to do what they can.

"Do you know why monocrystalline silicon can't be made? The lack of technology is one thing, and on the other hand, the market is not large, and it is basically carved up.

"Investing in the development of a technology that has little market demand and has long been monopolized by other companies is, really, really pointless. From

the perspective of businessmen's thinking, what Wen Tongren said is not unreasonable.

But from the perspective of the country, from the strategic depth, even if this job is a loss-making business, it must be done unswervingly.

Unfortunately, at this point in time, in the historical stage when the whole people are keen on financial investment, there are very few people who can see through this layer.

Ji Lengming didn't think about convincing Wen Tongren, he planned to invite the other party to drink a glass of water, and took advantage of the time to drink water to turn off the invitation to the banquet.

Before he could open his mouth, the mobile phone in Wen Tongren's pocket rang.

When I took it out, it was a gentle call.

Wen Tongren's eyes froze, his expression was solemn, and he hurriedly said goodbye.

"Ah, there's something going on in the company, I have to go first, oh, next month, my uncle's birthday, you must be there, don't forget!"

After speaking, his steps hurried and left with a cigarette.

As soon as he left Ji Lengming's courtyard, Wen Tongren hurriedly pressed the answer button.

"Wanwan..."

"Has the invitation been sent out?"

Wen Tongren gritted his teeth: "You have pinched the time accurately!" Wen

Wan deserved: "Well, I will naturally not neglect the things I care about."

Wen Tongren left with the invitation on the front foot, and on the back foot, the housekeeper contacted Wen Wan.

After a little calculation, Wen Tongren's drive to City C can easily determine the time when he met Ji Lengming.

Wen Wan did find time to call her father.

"I showed my old face, and I didn't give this kid a chance to refuse!" Wen

Wan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Then, a bombshell news broke casually.

"I just got out of the airport and arrived home in the evening to clean up my bedroom.

Wen Tongren had already walked to the entrance of the alley, and there were steps in front of him, and when he heard this, he almost stepped on the air.

"When you arrived at the airport?Which airport?Why didn't you say a word when you came back?Can your body eat?And why do you want to go home at night?What do you want to do this afternoon?What do you want to eat besides tidying up your bedroom?"

Wen Wan didn't have the patience to answer the questions one by one.

Concisely put down the next sentence: "I'm going to find trouble in the afternoon, hang up!"

After that, how did Wen Tongren call Wen Wan's number, this girl didn't answer.

Wen Tongren was irritable and asked the driver to drive the car over, ready to go home and wait.

His car hadn't come yet, but another man's car had pulled up in front of him.

"Uncle Wen, why are you here?" The

car window rolled down, and Ji Heng's young and slightly surprised face met Wen Tongren's eyes.

Soon, Ji Heng noticed the dilapidated houses in the alley, and instantly remembered that Ji Lengming lived in this old city, and his face turned cold.

"Uncle Wen... You're here to find my brother?".