20 years of turmoil

Chapter 8 Registration, My Name Is Ning Ren

Afraid, really afraid.

Seeing that Ning Ren was about to go forward, Xiaokang held Ning Ren back: "Aren, don't go, those standing in that row must have been rolled in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, if you go forward rashly, you may lose your life." .”

But Ning Ren said: "To do big things, you have to be courageous."

After all, Ning Ren walked over.

This is a very great place, Yangcheng Honghuagang, which was damaged before, and is currently being repaired and rebuilt.

Ning Ren reported that he was a Daogang businessman, so he could move freely in Yangcheng.

The guard just checked Ning Ren's ID and let him pass.

Ning Ren saw a person from a distance, and after checking the database of the super computer, he walked straight over.

Someone reached out to stop him.

The man turned his head and glanced at Ning Ren, motioning for those who blocked Ning Ren to get out of the way.

Ning Ren stepped forward, handed over the oil painting tube directly, and said: "Tomorrow is still this time, I will wait for you here." After speaking, Ning Ren turned around and left.

The man froze.

Ning Ren's actions were outrageous.

Moreover, he arranged for someone to ask the guard, and he only said that he was a businessman from Daogang, and he came here to do business.

Seeing Ning Ren leave, Ye Shiguan, who was originally here to check the progress of the repair work, took the oil painting tube and walked to the car, urging: "Go, go back to the office."

What about Ning Ren?

Back in front of Xiaokang, Ada and the other four, the sweat on Xiaokang's forehead is not fake.

Just standing here, they all felt that the air was full of murderous intent.

"Let's go, let's eat, drink, and play." Ning Ren put Xiaokang's shoulders and pushed Xiaokang to the car.

After leaving, I took Xiaokang and a few others, continued to tour the mountains and rivers, and continued to enjoy the delicacies of Yangcheng.

The four of them, Xiaokang and Ada, drank several bowls of herbal tea before recovering.

Ye Shiguan.

Back in the office, he couldn't wait to open the oil painting tube. Inside was a set of circle paper, hand-painted circle paper, which looked like some kind of machine, with signs in Japanese and English.

It doesn't matter if you don't know each other.

There is also a note attached to it, with the names of several people written on it, indicating that these people came to check the drawings.

Ye Shiguan, the city guard of Yangcheng, immediately called for someone.

The people on the list are from Yangcheng University and Yangcheng Machinery Research Institute.

The drawing was spread out, and several gray-haired professors and researchers began to seriously analyze the drawing.

At the same time, Ye Shiguan arranged for his secretary to check on Ning Ren himself.

It was late at night.

Ye Shiguan got accurate information.

"This is a general drawing of the true four-axis horizontal boring and milling machining center of Tosiba Company on the island of Bonu, as well as most of the exploded views and explanations of the control parts, as well as the material ratio of the core parts. Our preliminary analysis, This picture is incomplete, but we can make up for the missing parts, the core and most important parts are all there, the only difference is some mechanical drawings of auxiliary parts.”

Ye Shiguan felt his head buzzing.

How do you describe the value of this picture?

He didn't dare to deal with it privately and had to report it. This is a high-end machine tool of the country's most important level.

It is the kind that the Han family can't even think about, and it is also strictly controlled by the Coordinating Committee headed by the Ying family, and it is not allowed to flow into the key part of the Han family's machinery.

After Ye Shiguan's report, he sat on the sofa thinking about it.

Who is that young man.

For such an important thing, he gave it to himself directly.

Judging from the action of directly handing this blueprint to himself, and the feeling at that time.

Well, he must know who he is.

Tomorrow, see you tomorrow.

Ye Shiguan began to look forward to it. Based on this picture, no matter who Ning Ren is or what request he makes, he will carefully consider it.

Let's talk about Ning Ren.

This is going to be hard.

Eat up.

The night market in Yangcheng is too rich, and I feel like I'm full. Ning Ren said that he didn't experience it in his previous life. In this life, he went to the supercomputer to check his body, and he knew that this uncomfortable feeling was full of food.

Xiaokang ran until midnight to find barley tea for Ning Ren.

The next day, Ning Ren arrived as scheduled, and Ye Shiguan was already waiting here.

When we met, Ye Shiguan asked, "Do you know who I am?"

Ning Ren went straight to the point: "Ye Chengshou, my name is Ning Ren. I was expelled from the Daogang Police Academy. My boss was named Huang, and he asked me to be a boy. I now have some status in Baohua Fourteenth Hall, but I I am a son and daughter of the Han family, I have my own mission, and I have conducted inspections and investigations very carefully."

Ye Shiguan knew.

Ye Shiguan's secretary has been checking since he received Ningren's drawings and went back, when did he come from the port of Daogang, when did he register as a merchant of Daogang here in Yangcheng, when did he go there...etc. .

Therefore, Ye Shiguan knew that Ning Ren attended a class at the university for a day.

Of course, he also knew that Ning Ren received a lunch in the university cafeteria pretending to be a student.

Ye Shiguan said: "The drawings are real, just ask what you want."

Ning Ren: "Well, with the blueprint and the core material formula, you should be able to see the machine within a month."

Ye Shiguan was embarrassed.

Seeing Ye Shiguan's reaction, Ning Ren was puzzled: "I have listened to the lectures of several elders. They are real scientists. The drawings are not difficult for them."

Ye Shiguan is not afraid of exposing his family's ugliness: "There is no money, and the Institute of Mechanical Engineering does not have enough funds. Many researchers have only been paid half of their salaries for the last three months, and research funds are even tighter."

After saying this, Ye Shiguan immediately said again: "However, I will apply for special funds, but this requires a process."

Ning Ren's head was instantly numb.

Looking into Ye Shiguan's eyes with astonishment, Ye Shiguan said: "I disappointed you, we did some calculations, that machine completed the calculation of various data in the laboratory, and finally formed a real manufacturing blueprint, we still have the ability to complete it. Yes. At the same time, I will try my best to meet your request."

"No, no, no." Ning Ren said no three times in a row.

The reason for his astonishment was not because of this.

Instead, he suddenly realized that when he returned to the Han family, could the Han family provide him with an environment to materialize a large amount of data?
Ning Ren thought carefully for a few minutes: "Mr. Ye, this is it. Allow me to think about it, give me some time, and we can discuss it in the afternoon. I need to seriously consider a very important issue, which is very important."

"Of course, I can wait for you all the time in the afternoon."

After the two made an appointment to meet in a teahouse, Ning Ren left.

This is completely different from the original plan.

At first, what Ning Ren thought was to borrow the drawings to gain Ye Shiguan's trust, and after repaying Huang Dacheng and Chen Luotuo, he would find an opportunity to return to Han's house.

But at this time, Ning Ren felt that he needed to rethink.

Because, if I want to conduct substantive research, I need manpower, material resources, and financial resources.It's an astronomical figure. He didn't realize this problem before. Now, after querying the family background of the Han family in this era through the database, Ning Ren needs to think about it.

　Sapo rolls for collection and recommendation.

　　new...

　　Ask for everything.

　　In other words: Today is Sunday, and editors don’t go to work until Monday, so it’s probably possible to sign a contract.

　　


(End of this chapter)