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Text Chapter 1366 [Lao Chiang¡¯s enterprising spirit]

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    "Is everything you said true?" Faced with Gu Weijun's question, Wang Xueqian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Can you tell where the lie is?" Wang Xueqian did not directly say that he was ugly, but instead let Gu Weijun find fault.  .  He has a Ph.D. in diplomacy and international law, and if he is asked to pick on a physicist, doesn't this make him easy to find trouble for?  Through this, Gu Weijun became more certain in his heart that Wang Xueqian just used a bunch of nonsense to make hundreds of reporters faint.  It sounds high-end, but if you think about it carefully, none of the assumptions can be transferred to the current technology.  The flight distance of an airplane is four to five thousand meters, which is the current mainstream.  The maximum bomb-carrying capacity in the army is about three or four tons.  This was the prototype of the modern bomber.  What are the theorems and assumptions after that, and radio remote control technology is added. It sounds like the same thing, but none of it is usable, so we need to study it.  It may make sense in the laboratory, but if it is used on the battlefield, isn't there much trouble in fooling people?  Can an iron ball hit a battleship?  Fortunately he could figure it out.  ¡°You can carry a ten-ton iron ball into the sky, you can carry a ten-ton bomb into the sky, and accurately drop bombs at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Once this idea spreads among the air forces of all countries in the world, it will be crazy!  "Anyway, Wang Xueqian will definitely ignore it and forget about it when the time comes.  Wang Xueqian didn¡¯t know what Gu Weijun was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely be aggrieved. He even brought out the high-tech at the bottom of the box and the high-end weapons used in the 21st century. Isn¡¯t he still sincere?  It¡¯s just that the technology in the 1920s has not reached this level.  It¡¯s not that science can¡¯t do it, it¡¯s that technology can¡¯t do it!  As a scientist, he should be right to say this.  Because the true meaning of science is to predict boldly and verify carefully.  He predicted a feasible plan, but it has not yet been verified.  Isn't this wrong? It's a great prophecy!  Of course, if Wang Xueqian had the chance, he would come up with a grand plan for Star Wars, but with the current level of brain power of scientists around the world, they still can¡¯t imagine what Star Wars is all about?  You can¡¯t even go to the universe.  Wang Xueqian deeply regrets this. Only the United Kingdom, the United States, the Western powers, and Japan are studying how humans can break out of the earth.  Let the great powers develop transportation vehicles around the central idea of ??conquering the solar system and invading the galaxy.  In less than fifty years, all the great powers will have stopped.  Compared with Star Wars, the gap between the Middle Ages and the 20th century is simply incomparable.  A feat that can be achieved by spending tens of billions of dollars is simply incomparable to the Star Wars project that can only be achieved by spending trillions of dollars.  Of course, if that were the case, the world would be peaceful.  No great power would have any money left to fight under the Star Wars plan. Just to fill this bottomless pit would bankrupt all the great powers in the world.  When the time comes, Wang Xueqian, who has made outstanding contributions to world peace, will win a Nobel twice. This will not insult the original intention of the Nobel!  Of course, this does not mean that everyone adheres to the virtue of silence is golden.  For example, a woman hid aside at the banquet later and asked: "Brother, do you believe what Zigao said?" Although Song Ziwen looked like an honest person, he was not honest at all in his heart.  He chuckled, narrowed his eyes and recalled everything he had known Wang Xueqian for more than ten years, and then said with certainty: "I don't believe what he said!" "Paul, aren't you afraid of speaking ill of people behind their backs?  ?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t do bad things, and I¡¯m not afraid of ghosts.¡± When Song Ziwen turned around, he found that Wang Xueqian was standing behind him. He felt relieved. Since he made it clear to his sister, he felt that being an official in Guangzhou was not a sin.  The average person can bear it.  Assassination!  Frame up!  Even aimless rallies and parades have made Guangzhou, a city that has gradually become silent and declining, lively again.  But this kind of excitement is pathological. It is the result of a group of people who want revolution, a group of people who are forced to revolution, a group of people who want to gain benefits from the revolution, and a group of people who are opposed to the revolution crowded together in a city.  This makes Song Ziwen very optimistic about Guangzhou's future, especially when facing the Zhejiang Army, there is no chance of winning at all.  This has to be said to be the sorrow of Mr. Sun Da, and this sorrow should not have been inherited by Song Ziwen, so he began to waver a long time ago.  This time, after refusing to return to Guangzhou, Song Ziwen, who was already unemployed and light-hearted, could not feel the constraints on his body and felt relaxed.  Of course, I was in the mood to joke with Wang Xueqian.  Wang Xueqian glanced at Miss Song San, whose eyes were a little blurry, and complained?: "You ran away crying in the morning. As my secretary, do you know that letting outsiders see me will affect my reputation? You don't understand why you think I bullied you?" "Bullying, this word has multiple meanings in China, anyway, it means  Very Deep Miss Song San is no longer a stupid girl who doesn't understand anything. She is about to get angry when she stares. But the strange thing is that today she seems to be a different person. She lowered her eyebrows and retorted: "How can I cry?"  "Run?" "Since you don't feel aggrieved, come on stage with me and say your congratulations later. Do you have a script?"  ?¡± Wang Xueqian really didn¡¯t prepare a manuscript before going on stage, which was rare in the Republic of China.  Especially when dealing with foreign media, most politicians in the Republic of China would ask their staff to come up with ways to deal with it, and then they would have to deal with it later.  To use a proverb, the relationship between the politicians of the Republic of China and foreigners is that of a chicken and a weasel, and one cannot be too cautious.  " But Wang Xueqian is not that kind of old-fashioned person. The reporters were not stunned by him. They were already burning incense. They dared to hope that he would be cornered. Stop dreaming.  When Miss Song San saw that Wang Xueqian had no intention of mentioning her eldest sister at all, the tension in her heart suddenly subsided a lot.  It seems that listening to the elder brother is absolutely correct.  Anyway, from Song Ziwen's understanding of Wang Xueqian, this person may have a bad mouth, but he is definitely not a mean person.  Thinking that she would face many flashlights and cameras later, Miss Song San was a little hesitant whether the clothes she was wearing could bring out her youthful and beautiful temperament. She was wavering in her heart. Finally, she stamped her feet and said to Wang Xueqian: "I'll change it."  Come with all your clothes on!" "When two old friends met face to face, Song Ziwen seemed a little lonely, their identities were no longer equal, and their previous friendship seemed to be less important.  "When will we go to Guangzhou?" "I won't go!" Song Ziwen didn't want to talk about his decision, and he felt like he wanted to follow the crowd.  But after hesitating, he still expressed his true thoughts.  It's not like he hasn't thought about what he will do next in Shanghai.  For example, opening a bank, or trading company to and from America, etc.  Internally speaking, Song Ziwen had a bit of inferiority complex due to family reasons, and had the urge to make a career.  It's a pity that Song Ziwen went on to explain a few words: "The layout of Guangzhou limits there are not many development opportunities. This is a dead situation, especially since the Zhejiang army is blocked in Fujian, relying on Hunan and Jiangxi, it is impossible to  Threatening the north will only plunge the Republic of China into endless civil war. This is not what I want to see. " Originally, this was a good opportunity to borrow money from Wang Xueqian.  After all, Wang Xueqian is his most generous friend, but unfortunately, he can't open his mouth.  When they started talking about politics, the relationship between the two seemed a little subtle.  Wang Xueqian said coldly: "If you haven't decided yet, just follow me!" Although Song Ziwen has a somewhat do-gooder character, he is not a very strong person when it comes to job hunting, but he is not the kind of casual person either!  Wang Xueqian said to him in a relaxed tone, as if he were recruiting a guy, "Fuck with me!"  Although he also knew that what Wang Xueqian did not say must be: I will not treat you badly.  But thinking that his savings seemed to have bottomed out, Song Ziwen felt a sense of crisis, and he was a little resigned to his fate. He said cheerfully: "Okay, I will report to the bank in two days." "I didn't tell you to go to the bank.  !¡± ¡°Then it¡¯s the stock exchange?¡± ¡°It¡¯s Ningbo. The mayor is giving up and needs to find someone to replace him for a while.¡± Wang Xueqian explained that the new mayor of Ningbo has been in office for more than half a year. The second son of the Ye family.  For a wealthy family, he is considered a person who is accomplished in learning and honest.  But he couldn't control himself in Ningbo.  If Ye Chengzhong, the old man of the Ye family, was alive, no one would be so blind, but the old man is gone.  The name of the Ye family was not easy to use. Ningbo's industry was in its infancy, and all kinds of things were complicated. It was also being squeezed out by people from local consortiums, making life very difficult.  This year, three resignation letters were sent, and the last one was received by Wang Xueqian in Ningbo a few days ago.  Seeing that this person was useless, I originally thought of finding a general in the army to go to the battlefield, but I didn't expect that Song Ziwen had nothing to do.  This is how I came up with this idea.  But when Song Ziwen faced this official position, he showed a bit of resistance: "I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to take on important responsibilities in politics!" "It doesn't matter, there are businessmen everywhere in Ningbo. You just need to know where the focus of Ningbo's future development is, and then unswervingly  Execute. Look at investors like profiteers, and if you catch a few of them who violate laws and disciplines and punish them, you will be able to secure your position." Wang Xueqian introduced his experience. There is nothing to say. This kind of officialdom wisdom is at least in China.  With a heritage of more than two thousand years,Think back to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period when Ximen Bao of Wei State was in charge of Ye. Wasn¡¯t it the goddess who performed the surgery?  As long as the symptoms are identified, it is not too difficult to treat the place.  Besides, Wang Xueqian did not intend to keep Song Ziwen in Ningbo for political work. He had deep-rooted plans: "At present, Zhejiang's industrial foundation is still slightly weak. It is too early to establish an economic committee to supervise the entire Fujian and Zhejiang economy. When the time comes, but this  The seat can be reserved for you." Of course Song Ziwen was grateful for the high hopes, but he was a little worried: "Zi Gao, you are not worried about my identity at all?" "What identity?" Wang Xueqian said amusedly.  "My relationship with Guangzhou is mainly between me and Mr. Sun." Wang Xueqian smiled and said, "Do you call him brother-in-law?" "Normally not!" Song Ziwen answered simply, because he couldn't call him uncle for more than ten years.  , suddenly changed his name to brother-in-law, which is really hard to do for someone who wants to lose face.  "So, this is not a problem." Could he say that he was sure that Mr. Sun would not survive the fourteenth year of the Republic of China?  This is not a curse, but a revelation of secrets that will be punished by God.  Besides, he said, all he could do was suffer the resentment of the Kuomintang, and there would be no benefit: "We will find time to talk about the Economic Committee later. We need to have an overall perspective to consider the problem. In the future, the power will be very great, but given  The government's support will be greater. " "Okay, I will stay because of this economic committee." Song Ziwen was a little excited, and finally found the career he wanted to do.  "What are you talking about? Are you talking so happily?" "Say you're beautiful!" Song Ziwen glanced at his sister with gentle eyes and said with a smile.  As the band's song ended, Wang Xueqian and Miss Song San walked up to the stage of the banquet hall and began a congratulatory speech that was not lengthy.  Wang Xueqian gave a speech in Chinese, and Miss Song San translated in English.  ??The cooperation between the two people can't be seen from the first time they said this on stage. They have a very tacit understanding.  In a corner of the huge main banquet hall, a slender bald man covered the food in his mouth and chewed hard, but his eyes stagnated at that moment.  He stared unblinkingly at the dazzling woman on the stage, then glanced sideways, feeling a sudden despair in his heart.  I thought sadly: It¡¯s really a waste to compare goods, and it¡¯s so hard to compare people to each other!  "Zhongzheng, why are you here?" "Brother Mo Lin gave you an invitation. Brother, I'm here to try my luck!" "Didn't you say you wanted to do business two days ago?" Old Jiang's eyes were rolling.  He kept smiling bitterly: "It is difficult to do business without capital!" Lao Chiang spent his days in Shanghai like a year. He originally thought that Mr. Sun Da in Guangzhou would appoint him as the principal of the military academy in April.  But school started in June, and there was no movement.  On the contrary, it was Cheng Qian who occupied his position as principal and showed no sign of giving up.  At this time, Lao Jiang was also panicking. He wanted to go to Guangzhou to admit his mistake, but the problem was that he didn't dare.  If he runs away because the appointed official position is not to his liking, will Mr. Sun Da look good on him?  No, after hesitating, I stayed in Shanghai for two more months. It was almost August. On the contrary, I spent all my money and couldn't even afford the ferry ticket to Guangzhou. Now it's considered  Heartbroken.  Du Yuesheng also has a headache. To be honest, Lao Jiang's character is very loyal, but he likes to have a bad temper and always wants to be the boss.  He wouldn't care to be given a deputy.  In Yang Du's words, this guy is a toad. He can kill people's breath by opening his mouth. It's so big.  But when it comes to real talent and learning, there is nothing at all.  But the problem is, this guy is a little poor and has a bad temper. The problem is that he talks sweetly!  ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  But after calling him brother for such a long time, he should express his gratitude, right?  Du Yuesheng decided to give him a chance: "Zhongzheng, it's okay for you to be idle like this. Let me find you something to do? Hongkou is planning a police station. You become the deputy director and keep an eye on that place for me."  "Do brother a favor!" He said in a tone of asking for help when looking for a job for Lao Jiang. Du Yuesheng was also feeling tight in his chest.  But who made him recognize such a brother at first glance?  He is also a face-saving person!  Lao Jiang¡¯s originally somewhat joyful eyes suddenly dimmed, and he muttered: ¡°What the deputy!¡± To be continued.  
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