A few days later, Mike. Lang and his party returned to Boston. Located on the East Coast of the United States, this most prosperous industrial and commercial city is full of industries such as textiles, fish processing, shipbuilding, and more.

If you say good, this city is the first city to rise in the United States, and if you can't say it, its pollution will always be so gray when environmental protection has not been taken seriously by human beings.

Although electricity has developed quite rapidly at this time, it is still not up to the industrial standard of electricity as the main energy source we have everywhere today. Therefore, the rows of tall chimneys are a symbol of it, especially in the course of the war in Europe, when industrial production here was busier.

Contrary to other companies, Mike. Prince. The errands in Merlin's military-industrial complex were relatively light, and there were no more clerks here than clerks who handled documents. And most of these clerks deal with numbers sent back from Europe, sales statements, and so on.

So there's nothing stressful about the work here, and the vice president of the company they're waiting for doesn't have much temper, and generally speaking, it's basically no problem to do the job he tells him to do well.

The luxurious office with white leaf windows and the thick office that can block the sound in the office is the new environment here. The connected partitions allow employees to focus more on their work, while also making it easier for the boss to supervise the desk, which is now being emulated by other companies.

The money-loving vice president seems to have noticed the situation for a long time, and a furniture factory under the name of the company is mass-processing this easy-to-produce assembled modular office table. For these things, the protagonist's father is also poached into the company to manage such a business.

But the vice president doesn't seem to have much interest in such work, and he is more focused on the information he desperately needs. This is a very thick piece of information, but the secretary, who typed it on the typewriter, has no idea what the vice president is planning.

The information includes the names of all universities and secondary schools in the United States, the subjects offered, the students, the contact methods, etc., as well as the Chinese students who have completed their studies and graduated from various universities in the United States, as well as all the Chinese who are slightly more decent in the United States.

"Oh my God, what is this VP going to do?"

From the information, the secretary couldn't tell what the vice president was going to do, and the only thing she was worried about was this Mike. Vice President Lang will replace their jobs with these newly graduated Chinese.

The secretary, who had just compiled the gossip and typed it into pencil with a printer, was in this Mike. Before Lang renovated his luxurious office, he knocked on the door as usual.

In fact, the Chinese-American vice president was very easy-going and didn't ask for anything about it. However, the eyes of the employees are still very watery, after all, the young woman with a slight foreign accent in it often stays in the vice president for a day.

So the employees seem to have a tacit understanding that the vice president is bringing his girlfriend with him, and how bad it would be if they were to be knocked out by themselves when they were making out, after all, this job is not so easy to find in a recession.

"Come in!"

"Mr. President, this is the information you want!"

Before putting down the information and going out, the young secretary quietly glanced at the beautiful foreign chick who was sitting on the sofa next to her, just reading by herself, and estimated her weight in her heart.

Taking advantage of the opportunity she hadn't noticed, she reached out and took the cup of coffee that was almost cold in the young vice president's hand, and replaced him with a hot cup of coffee.

The young and pretty face is the kind of smile that can best seduce the boss, and the soft voice is full of temptation.

Whether he is Chinese or not, the vice president of such a large arms company is always worthy of some women's liking. Don't say it's a Chinese-American, it's an alien, and it's estimated that some people will like it.

"Boss, coffee!"

"Well, thank you!"

Mike, who has never experienced the kind of romance in a big company. Lang didn't seem to be aware of this, his eyes were fixed on the information that the secretary had just sent, and he didn't even raise his head.

"Hmph, these hateful Chinese!"

Even with this thought in his heart, he still swung his waist when he turned around, and the high heels under his feet made a crisp sound, as if he wanted to arouse Mike. Lang's attention is the same.

"Thief ......"

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And Tang Yunyang the days of their life together made Mike. Lang is much more familiar with Chinese, especially the Xi'an version of the national curse, which is about to become his mantra.

But this mantra was now only halfway out of his words, and he swallowed it back into his stomach. She looked up sensitively, as if she was afraid that EDI would hear him and make Miss EDI, a beautiful nurse who had affection for her and seemed to have no intention of it, move further and further away from her.

Actually, Mike. Lang didn't plan to do it, he just lamented that when they were on the brink of war, these universities would have a lot less enrollment in the near future.

"Well, it seems that there is still potential for them, and I think it is not too difficult for each university to have 200 more students of different levels. But if you enter a military school, this is not so easy! ”

What McClung had in mind was the most important step in his and Tang Yunyang's idea, that is, to arrange a large number of Chinese students to study in universities in the United States, France, the United Kingdom, the Netherlands, Italy and other countries. The information he has in hand is exactly what these idle and bored employees at the company's headquarters in Boston, USA, are working on recently.

This is exactly the Yankees' means of doing things, complete investigation, fine analysis, sorting out feasible plans, and finally mobilizing manpower, material resources, and funds for rapid implementation.

"It's probably not too difficult to miss MIT, they can accept Wang Zhu and the other three, I think it's not too difficult for them to have 200 Chinese students in this subject! At most, I can donate a sum of money to them, and I think there will be a chance! ”

Mike. Lang conceived of arranging as many Chinese students as possible into these schools that were slightly vacant because of the war, which was the highlight of the development of the Chinese Baath Party, but fortunately, now that Tang Yunyang had looted the German crown prince, the money was not so short for the time being.

"Humph!"

A vague voice swirled around the quiet office and burrowed into the microphone. Lang's ears.

"Well, what's the matter, has anyone offended you?"

"My Vice President, I can see that you seem to be very popular with your employees!"

Surprised, Mike. Lang couldn't think of what he had offended this Miss EDI, after all, he hadn't noticed the secretary who had just flirted with him.