When you are rich, there is Rheinmetall; when you are poor, there is Rheinsteel!

Lin Yu had just written down the official name of the artillery when Shi Ling gave him a thumbs up and kept praising him:

"Not bad, not bad, like thunder, its sound is like thunder, its light is swift, and its power is infinite."

"What a good name, Xiao Yuzi, you are indeed a person who has studied at university and graduate school. Your name is good and different from ours."

"But why do you add a 01 at the end? Is it to indicate that this is the basic model?"

"I remember that our equipment sequence is generally named according to the year the project of this weapon was launched."

"Isn't it a bit bad for you to choose such a weird name?"

The problem, like a flash flood, reminded Lin Yu of a joke.

One woman is equal to 500 ducks.

After putting away the pen on the table and putting it back in the pen holder, he pointed at the two words "Ruolei" and said:

"The cannons are like thunder, and the rockets are like flying feathers. It comes from the poem "Ping Yi Ji Shi" by the Qing Dynasty poet Zhu Huang. It talks about the second Dinghai Battle launched by the English because of the Opium War in Zhoushan Islands during the Daoguang period, that is, in 1841."

"He wrote it very well in his poems. The barbarian boats were exhausted and looked like fish swimming in a pot. The barbarians were all captured and their heads could be surrendered. His military exploits were engraved on the tripod and bell, and his name could be compared with Ji Fu."

"But this battle The battle was a disastrous defeat for the Qing government. "

"General Wang Xipeng, Zheng Guohong, Ge Yunfei and others died in the battle, and other soldiers suffered countless casualties."

"Then the English only had 2 deaths and 27 injuries."

"This cannon is for the Middle Eastern compatriots. There is no shortage of English people in the territory of the Middle Eastern compatriots. It is also good to leave this cannon for them to remember."

"Oh!" Shi Ling's eyes lit up, revealing an expression of sudden enlightenment, but looking at her eyes, Lin Yu knew that she knew nothing.

Because these histories need to be sorted out in context to know the cause and effect.

As for why I know, it is because Gao Jun, the head of the experimental group, likes to study various war cases whenever he has something to do.

The main reason for the failure of the Qing government in the second Dinghai Battle was that the English used a small number of land forces to penetrate the flanks, and were attacked from both sides, which led to the failure.

When I think of this battle, Lin Yu thinks of Gao Jun, and when I think of Gao Jun's face, Lin Yu's thoughts become unclear again.

He pressed his face with both hands, rubbed it, and forced himself to be alert. Then he asked Shi Ling, "Where is Captain Gao Jun?"

The topic suddenly jumped from the artillery to Gao Jun. Shi Ling stood there and thought for a long time before finally remembering who Gao Jun was.

Remembering the other party's identity, her brows also frowned. After a long time, she answered:

"Captain Gao? If I remember correctly, he should have gone to the satellite center."

"The factory building of the satellite center has been built, and the radar group and the satellite research team have been there for a while."

"It seems that he is following up on the decoration of the institute. After all, there are many things to use. Now there are some things to spare, so there will be no trouble at that time."

"Then he followed and said that he was going to make some anti-interference radar."

After this reminder, Lin Yu also reacted. The satellite research center is mainly a few large factories, plus some dormitories and laboratories where researchers live.

These are large frame structures. The construction difficulty is almost the lowest in the building. In addition, the money is enough, so the construction speed is very fast.

A few months is enough.

After rubbing his head, he looked at Shi Ling and whispered, "Then I'll go there tomorrow?"

"Yes!" Shi Ling also patted her head and said with sudden realization:

"They asked before whether to hold a ribbon-cutting ceremony, because the research center is under the R\u0026D department after all, and I didn't have time to ask."

"If they want to do it, then I will contact them and let them prepare."

The voice made Lin Yu fall into thinking. The ribbon-cutting ceremony is not important to him, but it is very important to others because it is a face issue.

In the early 2000s, if a person had enough face, he could solve many problems.

What's more, in this era of poor information flow, when you go out, face depends on your own boasting, not on others. When you boast enough, face is enough.

Hold a ribbon-cutting ceremony and grab some people.

Everyone snaps at the photo, takes a photo, and takes this photo when you go out, which can save a lot of trouble.

What's more, the nature of Chinese people has always been jumping back and forth between metaphysics and physics. They hold a ribbon-cutting ceremony and then hold an opening ceremony.

Doing so can effectively reduce some people's exploration of metaphysics and blame on metaphysics during the research process.

The air is not good today, and there are some problems in the research.

I didn't check the almanac before going out today, so there are some problems.

The feng shui of this place is not good.

These are not reasons!

"It's time to prepare." Nodding, he returned the application report to Shi Ling, threw the purchase list letter into the drawer, took out the pen from the pen holder, grabbed a piece of white paper, and began to write on the white paper.

[Arrangements for the ribbon-cutting ceremony...]

[Arrangements for the opening ceremony...]

After writing the main points, he handed it to Shi Ling and said, "It's late today. Take this thing and go to Uncle Qian tomorrow morning to ask him to arrange it. He is more familiar with Lanling."

"He knows how to do it."

"It's too late. Go to bed early."

After saying that, he turned around, packed his things, turned off the light, and left.

…………

Lanling Municipal Government, just after work time, when he walked into the office, Wang Jianguo's secretary hurriedly delivered a document, stood in front of him, and said excitedly:

"Mayor, the construction of the satellite center under Rheinsteel is completed, and they are preparing to hold a ribbon-cutting ceremony."

The document was handed forward while he was speaking. Wang Jianguo reached out and took it, looking at the document with curious eyes. After only looking at it for about 10 seconds, he kept patting his thigh with his right hand and shouted:

"good!"

"Very good. Lin Yu always surprises us when he does things. This is a chance for us to grow in reputation."

"If you do this, I will draw up a list for you later. You go to Rheinsteel in person, find Mr. Lin, and ask him to make an invitation based on the names on the list."

"Then I will personally deliver the invitation to him."

While talking, Wang Jianguo took the document and ran back to his desk excitedly. He took a pen and quickly wrote down one name after another. Behind these names, there were also the person's position and work unit.

After writing for more than half an hour, he stopped the pen and handed the list to his secretary Xiao He: "Go quickly."

After watching the secretary leave, he stood up again and walked around the office, trying to see where else he could help Lin Yu.

But after thinking for a while, he gave up these ideas. Rheinsteel's business was somewhat shady. If it was publicized, it might attract the attention of others and cause endless trouble.

And every penny Rheinsteel earns, their upward ladder will become more stable. There is no need to be arrogant and cause trouble to others.

After thinking about this, Wang Jianguo sat back on his chair, took out his work notebook, and began to plan related reception work.

Rheinsteel acted quickly. In the afternoon, Xiaohe reappeared in front of Wang Jianguo with the relevant invitation. Looking at the gilded satellite sketch on the vermilion invitation, he felt sincerely happy.

After finding a bag, loading these invitations, and calling a government car, Wang Jianguo started running. The first stop on his journey was Liancheng, which Lin Yu highlighted in the document.

By the time he arrived in Liancheng, it was already dinner time. The car had just stopped in front of the city hall. A tall, tough-looking middle-aged man wearing glasses walked over quickly and stood next to Wang Jianguo's car. He stopped, reached out and knocked on the window, saying disgustedly:

"Do you want to change a car in Lanling City? You said you would leave at 4 p.m., so you fully expected it to take two and a half hours at most. Why did you arrive now?"

"Is the car bad? Lao Wang, we have been friends for many years, as long as you ask."

"How about I donate two cars to your Lanling Municipal Government in the name of Lian City Government?"

"This job can be done. When the time comes, you will get the car and we will get the reputation. We will kill two birds with one stone."

The man leaning against the car window had a sincere face, and seemed to really have Wang Jianguo's best interests at heart.

However, Wang Jianguo looked the man up and down, and finally slowly stretched out his right hand. When the other person also stretched out his right hand and was about to shake hands, Wang Jianguo suddenly changed his tactics and bent the other fingers, leaving only the middle finger.

Then, he cursed and said: "Hao Jianshe, I think you should remove the last word of your name and call it Hao Jian. To be honest, only people like you can come up with such a method."

"Okay, I'm not here to ask for your car. Get in the car and treat you to dinner."

Finding that Wang Jianguo did not accept the move, Hao Jianshe stood outside the car window and suddenly became squirmy, then continued to squirm:

"That's not good. Civil servants eat and drink, and you are from the next province. What if others see you? Others don't know you, but they know me. If one of you is not good, I will have to attend our briefing tomorrow."

"Also, the few people under me haven't eaten either. They are staring at my position. Maybe they will report me while we are eating in the front!"

Seeing his coquettish look and the fact that he was an old friend, Wang Jianguo knew exactly what he wanted to do.

He looked like he had eaten a fly, waved his hand irritably, and cursed: "Shut up!"

"How many of you are there? Hurry up and call us. If you don't mind the crowd, share a car with us. If you don't mind, drive by yourself."

"Okay!" As soon as he said these words, Hao Jianshe immediately changed his attitude, becoming extremely masculine and straightening his waist.

He took out his cell phone, quickly dialed the number, spoke into the phone, and then hung up.

Only two minutes later, two Santanas drove out of the compound and came to the vehicle. The cars were full of people. Wang Jianguo counted them gloomily, not many.

There were 17 people in the two cars together, plus him, his secretary Xiao He, and Hao Jian, no more, no less, 20 people.

You have to sit at two tables.

grass!

Wait, there will be a time when you cry.

Cursing in his mind, he sullenly asked Hao Jianshe to get in the car and let him choose a restaurant for dinner.

Perhaps knowing that Wang Jianguo's wallet was not very rich, Hao Jianshe didn't choose a good place, just a seafood restaurant.

After finding a large private room, arranging 20 people, and placing Wang Jianguo in the main seat, Hao Jianshe asked with a smile:

"He said, why do you, Mr. Wang, have time to come to Liancheng? Do you still have money to treat us to dinner?"

When Hao Jianshe asked, Wang Jianguo knew that his chance to take revenge on this guy had come.

He reached out and picked up the briefcase, slowly rummaging through it, and casually replied:

"Nothing, just came to deliver something."

The briefcase was not big, about 30 cm long and only 20 cm high, and could be tucked under the armpit at ordinary times. However, in Wang Jianguo's hands, he rummaged through it for two minutes before finally finding a vermilion invitation from this small briefcase.

Holding the invitation in his hand, he did not hand it to Hao Jianshe immediately, but turned his head and said to others:

"We are all destined to work hard, who likes to run around for nothing?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that a satellite research center has been built in our city, and then it has been built."

"This satellite research center is located in our city to create GDP for us, so we are thinking about holding an event for this satellite research center, a grand ribbon-cutting ceremony."

"This ribbon-cutting ceremony must be grand, and we must have people, and we must gather more people to make it look lively."

"So, I became the one who invited people to make up the number, which is boring..."

Speaking of this, Wang Jianguo showed a gloomy expression, and then handed the invitation in his hand to Hao Jianshe next to him.

While handing it over, he raised his drooping eyebrows slightly and glanced at Hao Jianshe with his peripheral vision.

As he expected, Hao Jianshe at this time was like eating a fly, with a face full of entanglement, and his right hand was raised, not knowing whether to accept the invitation or refuse it.

Accept it, I feel uncomfortable all over. Wang Jianguo used the name of Satellite Research Center without any other prefix, which means that although they had not heard of this project before, the country should support it.

And the benefits that a satellite research center can bring cannot be described in words.

If you don't accept it, he is at least a deputy mayor. Although the city's GDP is the last, he is still a deputy mayor. He personally came to the door to deliver the invitation. If you don't accept it, you can't get through.

That is not giving face to the brother city. This matter is not big or small. If the province doesn't care, then there will be nothing.

If Wang Jianguo went to the province and specifically said it, he would have to weigh it. If it is not one or two thousand kilograms, he will definitely not be able to get off the stage.

But why did such a research center end up in Lanling, a ghost place?

Is it because we have no money in Liancheng?

After struggling for a long time, it was the waiter of the hotel who broke the deadlock. Hearing the sound of the waiter knocking on the door outside, Hao Jianshe wiped his hands on his body for a long time, stood up, took the invitation with both hands, and opened it carefully.

[Dear Liancheng City Government...]