Counterattack 1988

Chapter 709 I Can Afford the Price!

Li Wenjuan held Wang Lin's hand and was about to leave when the stall owner suddenly reached out and grabbed her shoulder.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Wang Lin hugged Li Wen in his arms, and at the same time slammed his right elbow into the stall owner's chest.

The stall owner was knocked straight by Wang Lin's elbow, and took two steps back.

Wang Lin said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

The stall owner said: "You guys broke my fan, how dare you not buy it?"

Wang Lin sneered: "You said your fan was specially made by yourself? Isn't it?"

The stall owner poked his neck and said, "Yes! What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Wang Lin said to Li Wenjuan: "Go to the stall we visited just now and buy a pair that is exactly the same."

Li Wenjuan hummed, shrugged her nose, and turned to leave.

"Hey! Don't go!" The stall owner wanted to catch up with Li Wenjuan, but was stopped by Wang Lin.

Uncle Zhong was next to him. Seeing that Wang Lin was able to control the situation, he didn't step forward to help. As a qualified bodyguard, he knew when to take action and when to rest.

Wang Lin said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I'm right here, I can't run away!"

The stall owner couldn't help hesitating when he saw Wang Lin's imposing manner and his calm expression.

"Okay, I'm sorry you can't run away!" The stall owner snorted coldly.

Li Wenjuan came back soon, holding a folding fan in her hand and handing it to Wang Lin: "Brother-in-law, look, they are exactly the same. The price over there was five yuan, and I bought it when I paid three yuan."

Wang Lin took the fan, opened it with a snap, and said, "This is the fan you sold for 50 yuan each? What kind of ancestral craftsmanship? They are all mass products produced by the same factory."

The stall owner frowned: "My goods are different!"

Wang Lin said in a deep voice: "Then I have no choice but to ask the industrial and commercial department to come and check the authenticity!"

Li Wenjuan said: "Brother-in-law, this is extortion, we can sue him?"

Wang Lin said: "Yes!"

The stall owner immediately turned off the fire, not daring to get angry anymore, turned around and picked up the fan Li Wenjuan had tried before, handed it to Wang Lin, took the new fan, and went back to his stall without saying a word.

Wang Lin shook his head lightly. In this world, no matter where you go, there are people who bully you.The stall owner was clearly bullying Wang Lin and they were foreigners, so they dared to blackmail him.

"Brother-in-law, this person is too hateful!" Li Wenjuan snorted.

Wang Lin handed her the fan: "Keep it and play!"

Li Wenjuan smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, teach me again, how did you open this fan? Why can't I open it after so many attempts?"

Wang Lindao: "It's actually very simple. You just need to stagger the force. Two forces in opposite directions can open the fan. Just try a few more times for sure."

Li Wenjuan stopped shopping along the way, so she kept opening, closing, closing and opening the fan with her fan, having a great time.

After returning to the hotel room, Wang Lin called home.

After the phone was connected, there was no sound from inside, and then there was a shout of "Ah! Ah! Dad!"

"Hey! Baby!" Wang Lin laughed and said, "You answered the phone? My baby is so good, he even learned how to answer the phone."

Wang Wen couldn't speak a complete sentence, except for calling Dad, just yelling and yelling.

When Wang Lin said something, Wang Wen followed it up, and the tone was drawn out, just like singing.

Li Wenxiu hugged her son with one hand, and put the microphone next to his ear with the other.

Wang Wen also seemed to know that his father was on the other side of the phone, so he kept talking non-stop, amusing Li Wenxiu and others.

Li Wenxiu waited until his son had finished speaking, and then moved the microphone to his ear: "Wang Lin, your son has been singing all night, and he has been singing non-stop."

Wang Lindao: "Is this learning to speak? It's just that it's not very good."

Li Wenxiu said: "Probably so. How are you doing over there?"

"Everything is normal." Wang Lin said, "It's not raining at home, is it?"

"No, it's always sunny. Is it raining in Gusu?"

"Well, there was a heavy rain last night. Gusu in the rain has a special beauty of Jiangnan water town. Why don't you come and see it."

"Can it be more beautiful than Shanghai? I'd rather stay at home with my children, how interesting!"

Li Wenxiu will always be like this, she doesn't yearn for poetry and distant places, and doesn't care about the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the wild sand in the desert, and the wolf smoke in the north of Saibei. She just wants to accompany her closest relatives, and eat three meals a day throughout the year.

She doesn't need romance and romance. The gifts she gave Wang Lin are the most practical things. It's not that she doesn't understand the romance of life. On the contrary, she is the woman who understands the fireworks in the world best. It is a picture of a lady in the south of the Yangtze River. She melts romance and love into the trickles of life, and her love is speechless.

Among the other women around Wang Lin, none of them understood the true meaning of life like Li Wenxiu. Marriage is love and childbirth, and it is daily necessities.

Li Wenxiu didn't need to know that Gusu, where it was raining, was a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, nor did she need to know that the Forbidden City, where it was snowing, was the Forbidden City of the Ming Dynasty. No matter how long the Great Wall was or how beautiful the cape was, it had nothing to do with her.In her heart, she only had her husband, only her son, and only this family.

Perhaps, her simplicity and unpretentiousness were the reason why Wang Lin could not bear to leave her, and it was also the peace of home that he longed for in his heart.

It's just that Wang Lin himself didn't know this. He always thought that it was just because of the child that tied the relationship between the two of them.

The two talked about their son and household chores, and they hung up the phone after chatting for a long time.

Wang Lin also called Shen Xue and Zhou Porridge, whom he cared deeply about, and asked about their health conditions.

Zhou Congee has not returned to the porridge restaurant yet, she plans to return to work, and will follow the previous agreement with Wang Lin, saying that her foreign boyfriend Jack bought her a house in Shanghai and let her live in Shanghai.

Shen Xue lives with sister Lin, and they are busy recording their second music album.

The best-selling of "Poetic Feelings" made Little Braun and Sister Lin a lot of money, and Sister Lin became the brightest new star in the mainland music scene in the 90s because of this.

The first album was a great success, and the release of the second album is extremely important.If you want to continue the glory, you must do your best to do every detail.

With the experience of the first album, Sister Lin has the confidence to perform the second album. She has the most excellent resources in mainland China in this era. As long as she sings well, she will definitely be able to succeed again.

Shen Xue can't dance now, she only does some simple exercises, and usually records songs with Sister Lin.

Because Xiao Bailing has already become famous, many singers came here admiringly, wanting to sign a contract with Xiao Bailing.

Wang Lin told Shen Xue that if you think there is a singer with great potential, you can consider signing it.

In the 90s, there were many smash hit singers in the mainland, but many of them were popular all over the world, and then disappeared without a trace.These people are undoubtedly talented singers, but it is a pity that they have not been well packaged and have no career plans.What Xiao Bailing wants to create is precisely such a platform, a stage for singers to display their talents.

After putting down the phone, Wang Lin suddenly felt a deep loneliness.

Shen Xue and Zhou Porridge are pregnant, Li Wenxiu stays at home, Li Jiaxin is far away in Xiangjiang, Tian Xiaoqing wants to help him with his financial career.

He is in this foreign land, and he doesn't have a confidante to accompany him.

When thinking about women, Wang Lin can only take a cold shower to calm down his body.

The next day, Wang Lin and his group set off to inspect other cotton-producing areas.

In the cotton areas in the Yangtze River Basin, the situation is roughly the same.

After three consecutive days of investigation, visiting several large cotton-producing areas, and having long talks with dozens of cotton farmers, Wang Lin gradually had a plan in his mind.

After the day's visit, Wang Lin said to Zhou Boqiang: "Mr. Zhou, I don't think we need to go to Nanjing anymore. Let's build a cotton area near Gusu!"

"Lou Dong?" Zhou Boqiang smiled slightly.

"Yes, it is Loudong. Loudong has a flat terrain, plenty of sunshine, and there are many cotton farmers, but many people have given up growing cotton and planted rice instead. If we invest, we can attract them to come back to grow cotton."

"I also think that Loudong has the best comprehensive conditions." Zhou Boqiang said, "Then there is no need to search hard. It will be in Loudong."

Wang Lindao: "Next, we have to work separately. I'll go to the China Cotton Research Institute and ask them to develop new cotton seeds. You go to Loudong to talk to the authorities about cooperating to establish the Aixiu Cotton Farm."

"Good!" Zhou Boqiang said, "We will try our best to complete the pre-reclamation of the cotton field and the preparations before planting within this year.The most important thing is the research and development of new cotton species, which is the top priority. "

Wang Lindao: "It's not too late, I'll go to the China Cotton Institute tomorrow."

The two had already discussed and decided to act separately.

Zhou Boqiang didn't bring his assistant, so Wang Lin left Guo Lingling to help him with some affairs.

Negotiations with the authorities also require a secretary to support the scene.

Wang Lin took Li Wenjuan and Uncle Zhong to the Zhongmian Institute.

The Cotton Research Institute of the Chinese Academy of Sciences was established in Beijin in August 1957 on the basis of the Cotton Workshop of the North China Agricultural Science Research Institute.In the second year, he moved to Baibi Town, Anyang, and started the historical mission of supporting the cotton "national team".

This is the highest-level cotton crop research institution in my country. It has the best key laboratories and has established long-term cooperative relations with many foreign cotton laboratories.It is also the only national-level cotton professional research institution in my country, the top three national agricultural scientific research and development comprehensive strength top [-] scientific research institutions, and the national agricultural basic research comprehensive strength "top ten" scientific research institutions, enjoying a high reputation in the field of cotton industry in the world.

After Wang Lin and his party arrived in Baibi Town, they found someone in the local area to inquire about the location of the China Cotton Institute, and then drove directly there.

Baibi Town is one of the five major cotton producing areas in my country.

Zhongmian's magnificent gate building is inside a garden-style office space, shaded by trees and full of greenery.

Wang Lin asked someone for directions: "Comrade, where does Director Xing work?"

"Director Xing? Which Director Xing? There are two Directors Xing in our institute."

"Director Xing Wending Xing."

"Oh, that's the old director. At this time, he is usually in the cotton experiment field. When you pass by here, you can see an old man wearing a straw hat, vest and white shirt in the cotton field. That is the old director. "

"Thank you."

Wang Lin and the others walked forward according to the instructions.

There is a wide experimental field next to it, all of which are planted with cotton.

Li Wenjuan smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, these cottons are different from what we saw. You can see that these cotton plants are obviously much thicker, taller, and the flowers bloom densely."

Wang Lindao: "This may be a new variety developed by Zhongmian."

While talking, Wang Lin saw a man wearing a straw hat and a white shirt squatting in the field.

Wang Lin walked up to that person and called out, "Excuse me, is this Director Xing Wending?"

The old man straightened his waist, raised his head, and squinted his eyes to look at Wang Lin: "Little comrade, who are you? What can I do for you?"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "I have found you. Hello, my name is Wang Lin. I am a relative of Zhou Hanmin's leader. He introduced me to you."

"Aha! You are Wang Lin! Han Min mentioned you to me on the phone, saying that you are coming to visit me recently, so I am not far away!" Xing Wending stretched out his hand.

Wang Lin leaned forward slightly, and shook hands respectfully.

Mr. Xing Wending is the first person in the field of cotton research in my country. He has won many national awards and is a scientist worthy of respect.

Wang Lin felt that the opponent's hand was unusually strong, not at all like the hand of a sixty-year-old man.

Xing Wending is hale and hearty, and his speech is clear. Because of the frequent exposure to the sun, his complexion is golden yellow, healthier than the color of wheat.

Wang Lin told the intention of coming here: "Director Xing, we are here because we want to cooperate with the China Cotton Institute to develop cotton seeds with higher yields."

"Look at the cotton planted in the cotton field under your feet. How about it?" Xing Wending smiled. "This is our new variety, Zhongmian No. 12! This is a new variety bred through hybridization and other new technologies."

Wang Lin didn't know much about cotton either, so he asked, "How about this kind of cotton?"

Xing Wending said: "This kind of cotton has a growth period of 135 days. The plant is tall and the stalk is thick. The leaves are medium and notch deep. The boll is oval, the boll weighs 5 grams, the clothing content is 42%, the seed fingers are 10 grams, and the seeds are short fluffy. Thick. Seedling emergence is 1 to 2 days slower than ordinary varieties. The growth potential of the seedling stage is weak, the bud stage begins to flourish, and the flower and boll stage grows steadily. The root system is well developed, precocious and not prematurely aging, and has great potential for high yield. Fusarium wilt index 4.1, verticillium wilt The index is 14.3, which is better than the national scientific and technological research indicators, and it is a concurrently resistant variety.”

The other party spoke very fast, and Li Wenjuan and Uncle Zhong acted as if they hadn't heard it, and had no idea what the other party meant.

Fortunately, Wang Lin had already done his homework before coming, but he still had a half-knowledge of some technical terms.

Xing Wending added: "This cotton has been tested by the Beijin City Fiber Inspection Institute. The main body length is 29.9 mm, the single fiber strength is 3.91 grams, the fineness is 5855 meters per gram, and the breaking length is 22.8 kilometers. The test spinning No. 18 yarn, the quality index 2385 points, the overall rating is superior."

Wang Lin was most concerned about the yield, besides the quality. He asked, "Director Xing, compared with the cotton seeds currently planted in Loudong, how much can the yield per mu increase?"

Xing Wending said: "Loudong? The cotton seeds over there are very poor. If we switch to our cotton, the yield per mu can reach at least 400 catties, and then it depends on the weather, soil, and artificial care."

Knowing that the other party is a scientist, Wang Lin speaks very rigorously and conservatively. He said that the yield per mu is more than 400 jin, which is the most conservative estimate. The actual output may reach 500 or 600 jin.

"Oh, that's great!" Wang Lin laughed and said, "What I want is such a cotton seed. I didn't expect that you have already researched it! I want to buy these seeds, but I don't know how much it will cost?—— Can this seed be sold?"

Xing Wending smiled slightly and shook his hand: "Not for sale."

Wang Lin's heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he asked in a difficult tone: "Director Xing, can't these cotton seeds be released from the test field yet? Or is there a national regulation that prohibits them from being sold? If you are worried about the price, then Director Xing, don't worry, I have a lot of money and can afford the price."

(End of this chapter)