nostalgic era

Chapter 145 The Gala
Jiang Deming had an idea when he brought the crab back to the mainland.

With Ding Xie's character, what kind of drama will be staged when he meets those beasts in the courtyard.

I haven't given up on this idea until now.

It's just that the Dingxie a month ago was so hostile that even his good friends would hit him whenever he wanted. If he was put in a courtyard like this, it would be easy to kill someone.

After all, even someone like Jiang Deming would be pissed off by those beasts, let alone someone as explosive as Ding Xie.

Now he has been squatted in Kuyao for a month, and with Xu Zheng's violent beating just now, even if he is really in a hurry, I believe Ding Xie will hold back.

As for the punishment after beating someone...

It was Ding Xie who did it, and it wasn't Jiang Deming who did it. At worst, Ding Xie would be thrown in prison for a few more years.

Anyway, he won't be needed for a while.

Seeing the smile on Jiang Deming's face, Ding Xie felt a little nervous.

In his mind now, Jiang Deming is a complete devil, who cannot be provoked.

Don't make him anxious, and throw yourself into prison again. Ding Xie really has had enough of the feeling that the sky should not work and the earth does not work.

After arranging for Xu Zheng to take Ding Xie to bandage the wound, Jiang Deming went to the testing ground.

Tong Zhi and several other workers are testing the samples of the induction cooker.

Jiang Deming watched for a while, and checked the recorded data. Everything is stable. After the last few tests, this induction cooker can be officially launched on the market.

Of course, the induction cooker produced today is limited by technology and uses ceramic panels, which are definitely not as good as microcrystalline panels in terms of lifespan.

Jiang Deming doesn't care about these, he even has the next generation of products ready, as long as this thing can be used for a year or so, he will directly launch a trade-in service at that time, take back the old one, pull it to the factory and dismantle it, Useful ones can be kept as spare parts.

Anyway, no matter how you calculate it, you won't lose money, and you can still earn a wave of word-of-mouth.

After that, I went to the newly built laboratory to tinker with the electric ceramic stove.

After this period of time, Jiang Deming has become more and more aware of the importance of talents.

If there are enough professionals, there is no need for him to do it. As long as you give a general direction, the people below can follow it.

If there is a design diagram given by the system, it will be even simpler.

It's a pity that the temple in Jingdong is still too small to attract great gods.

Maybe it's time to find an opportunity to visit an unexpected place in the capital.

The students from the two colleges in the capital all went for the units with the national prefix, and most of them didn't like it at all.

Otherwise, if you have lofty ideals and go directly to the Northwest to support construction, you will be embarrassed to stop them if you want to.

It would be great if Chen Peng could come back, otherwise Senior Gao Yuan would be fine too.

Whichever of these two people came to help, Jiang Deming was confident that within five years, JD.com would expand into the number one civilian electrical appliance research institute in China.

However, these two people are doing special jobs, even if they retire, it is impossible to come to help Jiang Deming, he can only flirt in his mind.

Time always flies by when you are working.

Lunch is still settled in the cafeteria of the machinery factory next door. Many things on Jingdong are not ready yet. If you want to start cooking, you have to wait at least a few years later.

While eating, Han Chunsong mentioned something to Jiang Deming.

"Jiang Gong, the First Ministry of Machinery is planning to organize a gala, requiring every department below to send representatives to participate. What do you think about our side?"

It was only then that Jiang Deming remembered that there seemed to be a tradition of holding gala parties in this era.

There used to be ones in school, but everyone was busy with their studies, so few people were willing to participate.

Jiang Deming is still very interested in this, plus the gala, which is equivalent to a variant sorority, maybe he meets some big cows, and he can hook up with him at that time.

Jiang Deming still has a lot of projects in his hand, maybe those big cows will be willing to come after hearing it?
So he nodded and agreed.

"Then what program are we going to prepare?" Han Chunsong asked.

Jiang Deming subconsciously wanted to talk about acting in sketches, but after thinking about it, those classic sketches in his memory are not suitable for this era at all.

When it comes to dancing, the workers in Jingdong are basically old men, and they can only be ashamed to go up.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Deming said to Han Chunsong: "Let's sing. As for the song, I will tell you later."

Han Chunsong nodded and said, "Okay!"

Although it is difficult to perform well in singing programs, it is not easy to make mistakes.

Since I participated, I definitely hope to receive applause. Since Jiang Deming said he would think about it, let him worry about it.

Jiang Deming was already thinking about what song to sing, and there was no doubt that it must be the main theme song.

In Jiang Deming's mind, there should not be too many songs like this.

Soon, Jiang Deming made a decision in his heart. If he sang that song at the gala, there would be no mistakes.

It's just a question of who will sing.

The first person Jiang Deming looked at was Han Chunsong, and said, "Brother Chunsong, can you sing a few lines for me?"

Han Chunsong was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "Here?"

Jiang Deming nodded and said, "Yes, just keep your voice down."

A look of embarrassment flashed across Han Chunsong's face at first, but it soon turned into firmness. Isn't it just singing, just sing!
I saw Han Chunsong took a deep breath, and then sang in the cafeteria.

After singing a sentence, Jiang Deming immediately stopped.

Han Chunsong was confused again, he had just started!

"Do I sing badly?"

Jiang Deming shook his head and said, "No, it's a good song, but don't sing it again next time."

Han Chunsong rolled his eyes angrily. If it wasn't for the fact that Jiang Deming was the leader, he would have wanted to challenge him to a duel now.

Han Chunsong couldn't do it, so Jiang Deming had to focus on other people.

Tong Zhi?Dazhuang?Forget it, these two are not singing materials.

It's better to wait to go back and make an announcement to see if there are volunteers, and then choose from among them.

If not, then I can only play it myself, such a good song cannot be ruined.

With all kinds of thoughts spinning in my mind, I finished my lunch before I knew it.

After washing the lunch box and returning to the office, the first thing Jiang Deming did was to transcribe the song in his mind.

Here I would like to thank Jay Chou, when I signed in earlier, I accidentally obtained Jay Chou's creative talent and absolute sense of pitch.

At that time, Jiang Deming felt that this thing was quite tasteless, and it was not as practical as the blueprint of the microwave oven.

Didn't expect it to come in handy today.

After drawing the stave on the paper, I filled in the lyrics, and finally thought about it, and wrote the title of the song on the top - "My Motherland and Me".

(End of this chapter)