Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 440, I will make mistakes.

Looking at the other person's expression, Wang Qingsong didn't know what he was thinking, so he said directly: "Brother Zhao, I only want the common ones in the market, I don't want the confidential ones!"

He didn't dare to ask for it.

And there’s no point in asking for it for now.

This just dispelled Zhao Chengze's doubts, and he then asked, "Well, can I ask what you want this for? You can't just produce the various materials you want."

Wang Qingsong nodded.

Of course he knew this. He not only needed the formula, but also the equipment.

Equipment is equally important, including smelting technology.

But he had no way to do this for now.

Today, no matter how small the domestic steel mills are, their scale is over hundreds of billions, which is beyond his ability to handle now.

To put it bluntly, the industrial system in modern society is very complete, and it is actually very difficult to make money these days.

With just jewelry and antiques, it would be no problem for him to become worth over 100 million.

But it is extremely difficult to get him to the trillion level.

At least for now, he couldn't think of any good solution.

For a moment, he couldn't think of any good explanation.

After all, the other party is not Zhou Ying.

Finally, I could only perfunctorily say, "I have a use for this! I don't know if it will work, mainly because I don't understand it. Otherwise, I would have done it myself. There are many such papers on the Internet, and I can actually download them. Of course, I won't let you work in vain. It's 500 yuan per copy! As long as it's not repeated, I'll take as many as you want!"

He could tell from the other person's dress and temperament that he was not a particularly rich person.

The main thing is that the price cannot be too high.

There are simply too many categories of materials.

Metal materials, non-metals, polymers, composite materials, etc., and there are countless small branches below.

Not to mention other things, there are five major categories of stainless steel alone, and each category has countless subcategories.

什么200、300、400各种系列，300又有302，常见的304、304L，306……

It is divided into cold-tying and hot-tying...

There are so many types.

Zhao Chengze was thinking there.

If it doesn't involve anything confidential, there will definitely be no problem.

But if you think about it the other way around, he is just a junior student, and the things he can access are those that are common on the market or have been invented many years ago.

You will only have the opportunity to come into contact with truly core and high-tech things after you enter a company or laboratory.

Thinking of this, I felt a lot more relieved.

He wants to make money, but doesn't want to be accused of treason!
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wang Qingsong was not in a hurry. If it really didn't work, he would go find Mr. Yang.

The other party owns a shipyard and has business with steel companies, so we can get it from him.

But he is not ready to go to see Mr. Yang yet.

Thinking about future shipping, there might be a chance to cooperate with Lao Yang in the future. At that time, it wouldn't be so excessive for me to make some requests.

"shut up!"

While I was thinking, Zhou Ying's embarrassed and angry voice came from the door!

Both of them looked over.

After a while, the door opened and two beauties walked in smiling.

Song Shiying, on the other hand, had a teasing expression on her face.

After the two of them sat down, Wang Qingsong shouted to the waiter at the door.

"Beauty! Can you bring me the menu?"

The waiter came in immediately upon hearing this and put the menu on the table.

Wang Qingsong pushed the menu to Song Shiying: "We ordered a few things for the two of us. See if you want to eat anything and add a few dishes."

Song Shiying took it and looked at it.

I looked at the receipt, ordered a cold dish as a token of my appreciation, and then returned it.

"Ask the senior what to eat!"

If you don’t order, it’s not good, and if you order too much, it’s not good either.

Wang Qingsong took the menu and handed it to Zhou Ying: "Take a look! I don't know what you like to eat."

Zhou Ying took it, looked at it, and returned it; "It's enough, there are only four of us, if it's not enough, just add more."

Seeing him say that, Wang Qingsong didn't force it.

We looked at the menu, discussed it, and ordered a few bottles of fruit wine.

At this time, the tea comes up and someone pours it for people. After it is ready, they wait by the side to be served.

Then a few people started chatting there.

Zhou Ying and Song Shiying were mainly talking about school matters, while the two men, Wang Qingsong, were listening there.

Maybe because Song Shiying came from a better-off family and was more eloquent, and Wang Qingsong didn't have the aura of a top master yet, the scene didn't seem awkward.

Wang Qingsong never went to college and doesn't have much experience of living in this era.

So I won't interrupt.

If you talk too much, you'll end up making a fool of yourself.

The appetizers arrived soon after.

Naturally, it was Song Shiying who raised her glass, and everyone clinked glasses.

"Slow down! This wine will make you drunk if you drink too much!"

Seeing Wang Qingsong drink a glass of fruit wine directly, Zhou Ying tried to persuade him.

Wang Qingsong smiled indifferently: "This doesn't seem to have a high alcohol content, it won't make you drunk! Got it, I'll drink less."

The alcohol is only about 10% alcohol and tastes sweet.

It doesn't feel intoxicating.

However, seeing Zhou Ying's expression, he still said something.

Song Shiying raised her eyebrows at Zhou Ying and gave her an expression.

This made Zhou Ying grit her teeth.

Wang Qingsong was chatting with Zhao Chengze there.

Zhao Chengze, a native of Anhui Province, has a family situation just as he expected, with his parents being ordinary workers.

Since it was a chat, Wang Qingsong naturally couldn't say nothing.

He just made up a lie that his family used to be cadres in the city, but their rank wasn't very high.

Deputy Section Chief.

There are more than five million section-level cadres in the country, but this is a level that most ordinary people cannot reach.

After drinking for more than thirty minutes, Wang Qingsong also handed a note to Song Shiying: "Please give this thing to Boss Song when the time comes and give me a quote. You can prepare it in the next two days."

This is the fabric Du Wanting needs.

Song Shiying took the list and took a look at it.

I was surprised.

This is about five times the last time, almost tens of millions.

Looking at the slightly drunk Wang Qingsong, he smiled and raised his glass: "Okay, I'll send it to my dad later! I'll send the price to my senior sister's phone then, okay?"

Wang Qingsong nodded: "Okay! But you can't drink this wine."

motherfucker.

He had an urge to drink, but he knew he was already drunk and couldn't drink any more.

Stop immediately.

"It doesn't matter! I did it, you can do whatever you want!"

Song Shiying said this nonchalantly, and then did it directly.

At this time, Song Shiying's face was already slightly red, and she had obviously drunk a lot. Fortunately, women know how to appreciate wine.

Wang Qingsong had no choice but to do it when he saw this. After all, he couldn't let a woman look down on him!

Next, Wang Qingsong put aside the fact that he could not drink and started ordering wine.

In the end, Zhou Ying stopped him.

After three rounds of drinks, it was time to go back, so they chatted for a while.

Wang Qingsong felt extremely sleepy and knew that it was the aftereffects of the alcohol that was taking effect and he couldn't stay any longer.

So they decided to go to KTV to sing.

Sober up at the same time.

Wang Qingsong had never been to a KTV, so he naturally followed them.

He can’t sing, but he can listen.

How can you sing without drinking?
They ordered some more beer and a few people drank and sang there.

Modern life has opened a window for Wang Qingsong. After all, he has never been to a KTV before.
"You guys sing, I really can't!"

Wang Qingsong looked at the microphone handed to him by Zhao Chengze and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

Zhou Ying joked beside her, "Isn't it that song you hummed before? It's called...what was it called? I can't remember the name."

Then he hummed: "The people's commune is good, the people's commune is good. We, the poor and lower-middle peasants, have decided to follow the revolutionary path pointed out by ***. One big and two public, collectivization, we will stick to it to the end and not waver..."

Everyone was laughing at this scene.

Wang Qingsong rolled his eyes at her: "You did it on purpose!"

Seeing this, Zhou Ying chuckled, stopped teasing him, and ran to order a song and started singing.

After a while, melodious singing sounded.

"Look for the sun where there is no wind
Be a warm sun in your cold place

Everyone is busy
You are always too naive
rest of life
I only want you
The rest of the life

The wind and snow are you
Ordinary is you
…………

The gentleness in my heart is you
as far as the eye can see

also you

......"

Wang Qingsong sat there quietly listening to Zhou Ying and Song Shiying singing together.

In the 1960s, there was no such modern song. Fortunately, after such a long time, he was also brainwashed by Tik Tok, so he didn't make a fuss.

But it sounds really nice.

Very cozy feeling.

For a moment, a mystery in my heart was touched.

"Qingsong, add me on WeChat and leave me your email address. I'll send it to you after I sort it out."

While thinking, Zhao Chengze handed him a cigarette and said something with a smile.

Wang Qingsong sat up straight upon seeing this, which was a kind of respect for others.

He took the cigarette, smiled, took out his phone and said, "Okay, add WeChat!"

After adding him, I left him my QQ email address.

"Okay, use this if you need to contact me next time. When can I expect to receive it?"

"Understand at the latest, I'll send some to you first."

"Okay! Thank you then. Come have a drink!"

He took the beer and started drinking it.

Feeling that beer was hard to drink, he started drinking the half bottle of fruit wine that he had brought with him.

As a DJ music sounded, Song Shiyan and Zhou Ying came down to the stage and started jumping there.

This made Wang Qingsong even more fascinated.

……

"Wow! It's so hot."

After Zhou Ying finished dancing, she came back and fanned herself with her hands.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong asked, "Did you come here often before?"

"Not really. We haven't played together for a long time. We used to go out together in the university dormitory, with other classmates." Zhou Ying said indifferently.

Then he sighed, "Well, it's been two years since we graduated from college. We only got together occasionally during the first year, but then we gradually lost the chance."

Wang Qingsong nodded.

Three hours is very fast, but also very slow.

The time is slowly coming.

Finally, the four of them separated in the KTV.

Zhou Ying called a designated driver and drove the car back to the community.

"Are you OK?"

Zhou Ying helped him into the elevator and asked worriedly.

I was planning to go shopping for clothes today, but now I can’t go, so I’ll have to wait until next time.

Wang Qingsong shook his head indifferently; "It's okay! I'm not drunk!"

"Drunk people always say they are not drunk, why do they have to drink so much! Fruit wine doesn't seem like much when you drink it, but it has a strong aftereffect."

Zhou Ying was complaining there.

Wang Qingsong said, "Should I say I'm not drunk? Or should I say I'm drunk?"

This made Zhou Ying stunned for a moment, and then she laughed.

Yes!

No matter how I say it, it seems wrong.

Ding dong.

The elevator rang, so she pulled him and urged him, "Okay, go back, take a shower and go to bed."

I helped him out of the elevator, opened the door and returned home.

"Sleep for a while, don't take a shower, wash when you wake up. If the sheets are dirty, I'll wash them tomorrow."

Putting him on the bed, Zhou Ying said something to him.

Wang Qingsong lay there, feeling hot all over, but fortunately he was still clear-headed.

"Okay, I got it! You go back first!"

"Is this okay for you? Why are you in such a hurry?!"

Wang Qingsong had already drunk a lot of wine at this time. Hearing this, he subconsciously replied: "I'm afraid that I will not be clear-headed and make mistakes."

These words made Zhou Ying's heart skip a beat.

I pretended not to care and took off his shoes: "You are drunk, what mistakes can you make!"

She took off her shoes and socks, then bent over to take off his coat.

Wang Qingsong looked at the face so close to him and swallowed.

Just stare at her.

He blinked and said, "What do you think?"

Zhou Ying was stunned by the question. Looking at the face that was also so close to her, her mind became confused.

Their breaths mingled together.

It made both of them confused for a while.

Zhou Ying also drank, but not much.

In this eerie atmosphere, time ticked by.

Zhou Ying was the first one who couldn't stand the look and evasively pulled his clothes: "Take off your coat quickly, and take off your pants yourself."

Some dare not look at him.

Wang Qingsong also came back to his senses.

Lift your body up a little so that the jacket can be removed.

However, he drank too much and couldn't hold on for a while and fell down.

This fall brought Zhou Ying down directly.

"Woo!"

Time suddenly stopped.

Both pairs of eyes were wide open.

Because at this time the two little mouths have already touched each other.

quiet!
very quiet.

But it only took Zhou Ying a second or two to react and she struggled to stand up.

Wang Qingsong put his hand around her waist and pressed her down again.

The two were close again.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Zhou Ying's breathing became heavy.

Wang Qingsong did the same thing. He swallowed his saliva and said hoarsely, "I said, I'm going to make a mistake."

As he spoke, he raised his head slightly.

These words made Zhou Ying's mind a little confused, and her heart was pounding like a deer.

It feels like it's reaching my throat.

I feel so conflicted.

It was not until his lips touched that she reacted. Her eyebrows trembled, and finally she closed her eyes with a red face.

Wang Qingsong was asking for it there passionately.

The two of them slowly rolled together.

……

Just when he was about to further gain advantage, Zhou Ying suddenly flipped over.

He wiped his mouth and said, "I...I'm going back. If you feel uncomfortable, call me!"

After saying that, he ran away without even looking back.

Wang Qingsong blinked when he saw this.

Looking at Zhou Ying's back as she left, he finally didn't shout out.

The room suddenly became quiet.

At this time, Wang Qingsong was frowning there.

In my mind, the faces of Liang Chunxiao and Du Wanting kept flashing.

It's impossible to say that I don't feel guilty.

but……

It feels like poison.

Damn it, how did I become like this?
I don’t know if it was because I was too excited, but I felt dizzy and very sleepy.

He fell asleep after a while.

……

In the next room, Zhou Ying curled up in the quilt, staring blankly at her cell phone.

The person in the chat box on the phone was naturally Wang Qingsong.

I typed the words, deleted them, typed them again, and deleted them again.

Finally, I put the phone down in frustration.

I was waiting for Wang Qingsong to send me a message, but after waiting for a long time no message came.

He looked at the door and finally went out quietly.

The door was still open at this time.

After coming in, Zhou Ying heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Wang Qingsong sleeping soundly there.

"You pighead! How can you sleep like this? You haven't explained the whole thing yet! You don't even take off your clothes."

Come over and stand at the head of the bed.

After standing for a while and hesitating for a moment, he finally took off his coat with great effort, but he naturally did not touch his trousers.

While doing it, he was complaining.

Take some warm water and wipe his face, hands and feet.

I poured a cup of warm water and placed it on the bedside table, then turned off the light and quietly left the room.

(End of this chapter)