Zhang Zongjun was puzzled by the sudden surprise and annoyance on his son's face, and he didn't know what kind of ghost idea this eccentric son came up with this time.

couldn't help but be curious, Zhang Zongjun asked Zhang Lan what was going on, but he didn't expect this kid to be killed and didn't say: Zhang Zongjun couldn't wait to go up and slap him twice.

It's not that Zhang Lan refuses to say it, but Zhang Lan herself has something unspeakable: Dad won't believe it. Who would have believed that a seemingly ordinary southern tour could cause a turbulent and far-reaching change on the land of China?

"Dad," in the end, Zhang Lan finally couldn't stand Zhang Zongjun's intimidation, so he had to tell him, "Let's take a good look at the news these days, no matter which day it is, don't fall behind, this time of the news, well, you will know what the meaning is when you watch more." ”

Zhang Zongjun was confused, obviously not understanding what Zhang Lan's Zen-like words meant.

A storm is coming! Zhang Lan slipped to the window, looked at the calm night sky outside, and breathed a sigh of joy that the spring thunder was about to sound.

Although I don't know what Zhang Lan's words mean, Zhang Zongjun kept his son's words in his heart, no matter how busy he is every day, he must watch the news broadcast of the day, if the time is too late, he asked Yang Zhi to help record it for himself with a video recorder, and watch it after he gets home.

After watching it for a few days, Zhang Zongjun gradually saw a little way: This patrol of the No. 1 leader seems to be very unusual! The speeches and remarks all sharply pointed to the weak links in the current economic development. Zhang Zongjun began to slowly bring these discoveries to his work, to see what were the differences between his company and the views put forward by the No. 1 leader.

Time passed day by day, and slowly the time of the year came to an end again, and in the blink of an eye, it was the Spring Festival, Zhang Lan listened to the non-stop firecrackers outside and sighed: The days passed so fast, and a year passed in a blink of an eye! (Readers sigh: The days go by so slowly, the pig's feet have only grown a year old after so long, when is this day the end?) ）

This year's New Year is also very lively, although this is the second time to spend the Spring Festival with Zhang Lan's family. Alice is still curious about a lot of unique things during the New Year, and of course, more about being happy, as long as she can be with Zhang Lan. Alice was happy, and even happier to be able to spend this extremely important day with him for Chinese.

In contrast, Singh, who squatted in the bitter cold of Russia, and Arnold and Schwa, who stayed in the United States, were not so happy: why did everyone come from one place, Alice and Xiao Chenxi could be idle every day, and there were delicious food waiting every day. And I'm so busy every day that I can only eat these garbage-like things?

When greeting these three guys, Zhang Lan was almost drowned by the complaints of these three guys, and when she heard the complaints of these three guys, Zhang Lan had to promise them that everyone would come during the New Year next year, and celebrate the New Year together, oh, no, have a lively meal together, which finally dispelled the resentment in the hearts of the three guys.

As for those brothers and sisters in Africa. Well, Zhang Lan had to say sorry to them on the phone, in war-torn Africa, even now at this time of the Chinese New Year, these brothers and sisters are still fighting. Zhang Lan promised them that if he could, he would take over one-third of them for the New Year next year, and then rotate them every year to ensure that everyone had the opportunity to come to China for the New Year, which could be regarded as dispelling the resentment in the hearts of a group of brothers and sisters in Africa who were also disgruntled and worked hard for Zhang Lan.

The New Year was not a good one. It would not be very cool for anyone to be complained by a large number of people during the New Year, but fortunately, there are only a few days left in the New Year; Fortunately, people who complain about themselves can only complain through the phone, as long as they buckle the phone, they can cover their ears and steal the bell and pretend not to know; Fortunately, the New Year passed quickly in the midst of complaining and being complained, and the company had begun to work on the eighth day of the first month. Zhang Lan finally had the opportunity to go to work to relax, and by the way, she made a summary of this New Year: Day, I feel more tired than usual during the New Year.

The No. 1 leader continued to carry out his southern tour over there, although the storm was violent, but at this moment this storm had not yet blown to the Shandong side, and ordinary people naturally did not think of it. This seemingly ordinary leader's tour brought great significance to this ancient land, but Zhang Lan already felt it.

"Brother Zhuzi," one day after the Chinese New Year, Zhang Lan sat in the car parked in the yard and turned into a big Hummer that was just driving for a day in the county town and was known to death, and chatted very seriously about this car, "I'm in trouble, can you help me design an engine?" ”

"The difficulty you mean is that I can help you design an engine?" The car asked depressedly.

"Well," Zhang Lan nodded, a little apprehensive in her heart, "What?" You can't? Or ......"

To be honest, Zhang Lan didn't have any doubts about Brother Zhuzi's ability in his words, and he really didn't think about using any agitation methods, he was just a little worried about whether Brother Zhu was willing to help him design: if Brother Zhu was willing to help him, it would be no longer possible, if Brother Zhu Zi was unwilling to help himself, then he had to let those old hairy men gnaw hard, hoping that they could gnaw down the tasks assigned to them as soon as possible.

"Will I be able to?" The car was angry, oh, no, it should be said that Brother Zhu was angry, the body shook violently, Zhang Lan was a little dizzy in it, obviously this is Brother Zhuzi's way of expressing his dissatisfaction, "As the most proficient in machinery, we car people will still feel difficult to design an engine?" Say, what kind of engine are you going to design? You must look at our strength, otherwise you will really look down on us! ”

Belch? Zhang Lan was stupid, and she didn't understand the situation: she agreed so quickly? It seems that many of the promises you have prepared have not been used?

Khan, shook his head and hurriedly threw this shameful thought out of his head: Brother Zhu has no opinion, how can he discourage Brother Zhuzi's enthusiasm so much, luring him to advantage is obviously the biggest insult to Brother Zhuzi.

"I need a small engine for use on motorcycles," Zhang Lan gestured, regardless of whether Brother Zhuzi's eyes that he didn't know where to hide at the moment could see his gestures, "Well, it's not big compared to the engine used on the car, this engine should still be relatively large for motorcycles." ”

Zhang Lan told Brother Zhu again the requirements that he had instructed Shiryakov to develop a high-power motorcycle engine of more than 1500CC, and after thinking about it, Brother Zhu seemed to be a little too advanced, what if he designed an engine with shocking performance? He added with some concern, "Well, you don't have to design too advanced, as long as it can be a little higher than the current engine level," he stretched out his hand and compared a little space about the size of the ant, "as long as it is a little more advanced than the current more advanced engine." ”

"So you're already working on this engine?" Brother Zhu asked.

"Well," Zhang Lan nodded, suddenly feeling very embarrassed, "It's a pity that it has been developed for almost half a year, and the progress of the development project has not been fast, and now it has only progressed to a little more than 30% of the total progress." ”

"So?" Brother Zhuzi muttered to himself, thought for a while, and finally gave Zhang Lan an affirmative answer, "In this way, you can bring that design of theirs to me to see." Anyway, your requirements are not high, if their design is okay, I can directly modify their design, save trouble! If it doesn't work, I'll just redesign it for you. ”

"That's the best!" Zhang Lan was overjoyed, "Let's go to the company now, and I will give you the current design data of that engine!" As he spoke, Xiao Chenxi and Alice climbed into this huge and equally windy super car and went straight to the company.

The reason why he did not let Brother Zhu design a new engine, but developed it on the basis of the existing one, Zhang Lan has his own considerations: if the design of these old Maozi is directly developed, it is of great significance to the guidance for the future development of engine technology of his company, and these engineers can easily learn from this engine what they need to supplement, laying a solid foundation for them to make better designs in the future.

Although Brother Zhu Zi will soon be able to design an engine with superior performance, and even it is not a problem for him to hand over all the engine design work of his own company, Zhang Lan does not want to rely on them all the time, one reason is that he can't raise such a group of guys to eat white rice, right? More importantly, what if they are all gone? I don't have them to rely on, what will I do when the time comes? Therefore, the most important thing is to cultivate the company's technology research and development capabilities, and it is okay to learn from it in the early stage, but it cannot be used all the time.

What's more, he has promised them that the company will come back with a top engine designer at that time, so that this matter can be completely justified, and there is no need to be suspected of whether Alice Company has stolen other people's technology, and the company must give people the impression that it is developing firmly step by step. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )