"Write a report to me later, detailing the matters related to Comrade Gu."

The big leader said again that he admired Gu Xia more and more and wanted to know more about her.

The two assistants nodded.

Before they left, the secretary next to the big leader came over and said that the director of the provincial TV station called and asked to come. He wanted to do an interview with Gu Xia and hoped that the big leader could speak.

"Their TV station can just go if they want to interview Comrade Gu. Why do they come to me to ask for instructions? I didn't say no interview is allowed."

The big leader asked the secretary in confusion.

"Leader, the TV station over there said that Comrade Gu would not accept interviews. No matter how she said it, she didn't agree. In the end, she used the leader as a shield, saying that you wanted her to concentrate on finishing the foreign trade order and that she didn't have time to do interviews."

The secretary said with a wry smile on his face, feeling helpless.

The big leader shook his head in a funny way. Although he only had a brief conversation with Gu Xia that day, he knew that she was a smart woman.

However, he thought she was a pushy person because she held a huge banquet, but he didn't expect her to be indifferent and clear-minded.

Thinking about the things she did, they were all good things that benefited the country and the people. He wanted to protect such a talented person who did practical things and not let her be bothered by mundane things.

"Since Comrade Gu doesn't want to, don't force yourself to do anything. Tell the TV station not to disturb Comrade Gu again."

The big leader spoke.

The secretary was stunned for a moment, then nodded and went out.
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  Gu Xia had just finalized a preliminary cooperation project with John and the others when Mr. Song, who had disappeared for a few days, came to visit.

Mr. Song was very excited. When he saw Gu Xia, he held her hand very hard.

"Xiaoxia! Do you know how important the notebook you gave me is!"

"Grandpa Song, I know." Gu Xia said with a gentle smile.

"No, you don't understand mechanical manufacturing. You must not know that many of the contents in that notebook are technologies that are not available in China, and they are also the core technologies that we lack!
  As long as we master this notebook, our country's mechanical manufacturing level can leap forward ten or even twenty years! "

"Grandpa Song, I really understand." Since Gu Xia has already brightened up his mechanical manufacturing skills, he will not pretend not to understand, and still says gently and firmly,
  "I can understand the notes I gave you, and I can understand its value. Moreover, the notes I gave you are not all the notes."

Mr. Song was stunned when he heard this. He frowned and looked at Gu Xia blankly. It was difficult to understand her words for a while.

This, this is different from what they said before!

She actually understands the knowledge inside? How much do you know?
  However, it doesn't matter.

The point is, what else does the notebook contain?
  Very good!
  Mr. Song didn't care about Gu Xia's differences, but asked excitedly, "Can you show me the rest of the notes?"

"Of course." Gu Xia said, "However, I have a request that requires Grandpa Song to agree to."

"Say it," Mr. Song said.

"Grandpa Song, you and my grandfather are old comrades-in-arms. You are also a scholar who is constantly studying academically. You are both moral and artistic, admirable and trustworthy!

So, let me tell you a little bit about the origins of that notebook.

I didn't find this at a scrap station, but I can't tell you the specific source.

I am telling the truth now, and I want to ask you to help me cover it up and make up a more credible source for this notebook. "

After Gu Xia finished speaking, he looked at Mr. Song sincerely.

Mr. Song,...

What a stormy sea!
  And every shock was better than the last, and each wave was higher than the other. He was almost beaten to death on the beach, and his old heart was about to stop.

After being confused for a while, Mr. Song frowned and asked,
  "I can help cover it up, but I also have a question. I hope you can answer me truthfully."    "Please ask."

"How much is left of this note? Is the content inside the same as what you gave me before?"

"The ones I gave you are only one thousandth of the notes, and the other contents are more valuable!"

"...How is this possible!" Mr. Song blurted out in shock, his voice trembling with excitement,

"One thousandth? More valuable? What kind of note is this?!"

Gu Xia had an indifferent smile on her face and complained in her heart that this was a note from a god.

"You didn't lie to me?!" Mr. Song didn't believe it and couldn't help but ask again.

Gu Xia shook his head and didn't explain much.

Too much talk leads to misunderstanding, and it is best to remain mysterious.

Mr. Song was gasping for air, and all his decades of self-cultivation were forgotten. He paced back and forth, scratching his hair, biting his fingers, trying to understand something.

But no matter how hard I thought about it, I couldn't understand how such a powerful note could be in the hands of a young girl like Gu Xia.

Who else can write such a mechanical manufacturing notebook.

Looking at Gu Xia who looked calm and calm, Mr. Song sighed.

Come on, when you get older, you should be more confused. As long as the thing is good, why bother asking so clearly.

"Okay, I'll just do what you said. Don't worry. Technical people are simple-minded. They'll just feel like they've found a treasure when they see the notes, and they won't pursue so many questions."

Mr. Song said,
  "I will also find a suitable owner for this notebook and cover this matter up."

"Thank you, Grandpa Song." Seeing that the matter was settled, Gu Xia breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile,
  "Grandpa Song, you also know that my pig farm is in urgent need of a manure treatment machine. I happen to have this technology in my notes. I would like to ask you to find a machinery factory that can make such a machine and seize the time to produce a few. tower."

"Okay, that's no problem!" Mr. Song agreed. As the provider of notes, Gu Xia deserves this preferential treatment.

"I happen to have nothing to do today. Grandpa Song, can you take me to the machine shop now?" Gu Xia asked.

"You kid is more impatient than me." Mr. Song smiled and asked Gu Xia, "You said you also know about machinery manufacturing? Have you also worked in a machinery factory?"

"No." Gu Xia shook his head, "I read a book."

"In terms of mechanical manufacturing, you can't just read books. You also need to get started with operations and really get in touch with machine tools and parts."

Mr. Song carefully educated Gu Xia.

He thought Gu Xia was a good candidate for learning, but she was not looking in the right direction, and he couldn't bear to see her wasting her efforts, so he wanted to give her some advice.

Gu Xia thought for a moment, should she accept the advice with an open mind, or should she calmly tell her that she knew everything.

However, even if she said it now, Grandpa Song would not believe it.

So, Gu Xia just smiled and nodded,

"Well, Grandpa Song, you are right. I have always wanted to visit the machinery factory. Now that I am following you, I finally have a chance."

Mr. Song said with a smile, "When we arrive at the machinery factory later, if there is anything you want to touch, touch or ask, you are welcome. Grandpa will teach you."

"Thank you, Grandpa Song." Gu Xia said gratefully with a smile. (End of chapter)

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