When you think of the city of Cambridge, you will always think of the famous Cambridge University in the United Kingdom, but in fact, Cambridge is a city directly northwest of Boston, Massachusetts, across the Charles River from the city of Boston.

The city of Cambridge is home to two world-renowned universities, Harvard University and the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (the latter popularly known as the "Massachusetts Institute of Technology". As a result, it has become the most typical model of higher education and research in the world, and has become a holy place for students from all over the world to aspire to.

When it comes to Harvard University and the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, we have to mention their results. The two universities ranked first and second respectively in the world in the 2005 World University Rankings, attracting hundreds of thousands of top minds from around the world each year to apply to their university and graduate schools (although only one or two thousand will be admitted to each university). The Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) has the reputation of "the best polytechnic university in the world"; Harvard University's literature, history, business, law, and medicine are recognized as the best in the United States.

The history of Cambridge can be traced back to 1630, when the first English Qing believers settled in the Boston area founded the town of Newtowne. In 1636, Harvard College, the predecessor of Harvard University and the first institution of higher education in North America, was founded here. It was hoped that the town would become a university town like Cambridge in England, so in 1638 it was renamed "Cambridge". The town was elevated to the city of Cambridge in 1846.

According to the 2000 U.S. Census (which is done every 10 years), Cambridge has 101,355 inhabitants.

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Today is Monday, 9 a.m. Qingyi pedaled his bicycle and went to the company-Little Bee Express-report. The company is located at 19 Gargamel Street, Cambridge (this address is a pure fabrication, you know). The advertising slogan is "the restaurant is at the doorstep", describing the speed of its express delivery, which can give people the illusion that fast food has just been baked. Mr. Smith's courier company, strictly speaking, is limited to food delivery — yes, to put it bluntly, this company is actually a food delivery company.

When a customer needs to order a meal, just call the phone number of Little Bee Express, explain the selected restaurant (any Cambridge restaurant is fine), the dish and special requirements (buy a set meal and get a big-breasted beauty naturally can't do it), and the staff will contact the restaurant by phone, and go to the restaurant to pick up the fast food, and finally deliver it to the customer's door within 30 minutes. This is actually an integrated intermediary business, i.e. becoming a delivery person for each restaurant and earning a profit (delivery fee). At present, in the city of Cambridge, only a few people such as Mr. Smith are engaged in this outsourcing business, and the profit margin is quite large.

I'll just say, it's this company! Qingyi was happy, and when he took Mr. Smith's business card, he felt that his office number was familiar - it turned out to be the one he often called! I often order takeout when I am in the apartment, and my first job after graduation is to deliver takeaways, it seems that I am really destined for takeaways.

When he rode around the corner of the street, Qingyi saw his employer, Mr. Smith, coming out of the bakery across the road, and couldn't help but stop and greet, "Hi, Mr. Smith!" ”

Mr. Smith heard the shout, and also noticed Qingyi, and couldn't help but smile and walked over. He held up the bag of bread he was holding in his arms and said, "How about having breakfast together?" ”

After parking their bicycles, the two of them stood on the side of the street, looking at the passing cars and eating bread, looking a little silly. Mr. Smith bought a very common baguette, but with a deep cut in the middle, filled with whipped cream, crushed almonds, and crushed hazelnuts, and broke it open, and half of it was enough for one person to eat half of it.

"Sometimes, it's really strange how those trams work." Mr. Smith looked over the road and said.

There are many trolleybuses in the city of Cambridge. As long as you look up, you can always see dense wires. Qingyi took a bite full of bread, remembered the knowledge he had read back from the miscellaneous books, and said, "Trams run entirely on electricity, and they are connected to wires, and this wire circuit is all over the city. ”

"I see. When I was a child, I was still very fond of asking questions, but when I became an adult, I only paid attention to the NASDAQ index, oil prices, and housing taxes, and I no longer had the desire to learn. The tram will move, yes, it will move, what does it matter to me? Mr. Smith put his hand on his forehead and brushed his hair back vigorously, as if that would smooth out the wrinkles.

"Everyone is like that." Qingyi shrugged.

Mr. Smith asked, "I heard that there were many sages in ancient China who could tell the truth of how to behave in the world from any thing. Is it true? ”

Qingyi is still good at history, and immediately replied: "Ah, 'Gewu' and 'Zhizhi', there are indeed many such allusions. ”

“‘guwoo’、‘zthith’？ Chinese nouns are so interesting, haha. Can you see any truth in the trolleybus? ”

"Yes, but it's boring and pointless." Qingyi crumpled the wrapping paper into a ball and stuffed it into a roadside trash can. "There is no meaning in a thing, it is human beings who define it. I can put a lot of different meanings on the tram at will, but is it valuable? ”

Mr. Smith thought about it seriously and smiled, "That's true, I agree with what you said. Well, it's time to meet a colleague. ”

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Qingyi pushed the cart and came to the office building with Mr. Smith. There are several bicycles downstairs, the style is uniform, the color is also black and yellow, and there is a yellow cloth incubator installed in the back seat of the car, which seems to be the company's work car.

Instead of taking the elevator, the two chose to take the stairs. The company rented a room on the second floor of the office building, and its sign was a cartoon-shaped bee, which was particularly eye-catching in black and yellow. Mr. Smith pushed the door in, and Qingyi didn't even have time to take a deep breath to prepare, so he followed.

The office has several telephones, an HP fax machine, and a humming old-fashioned computer. There were about eight or nine employees, all wearing black and yellow uniforms. It wasn't the rush hour of midday, so everyone was leaning back in their chairs, drinking coffee and chatting about something. When Qingyi walked in, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"Good morning! This is our new colleague, as the HR Officer, who manages 'Little Bee Express' in my place! Mr. Smith patted Qingyi on the shoulder and said loudly.

At this moment, Qingyi mobilized all the positive emotions that he had in his life, and showed the gentlest and friendliest smile: "It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Qingyi Zhang, and I'm from China. ”

"Welcome, Zhang!" An older-looking female employee wearing tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses stepped forward with a smile (somehow, she felt like a witch) and reached out to shake Qingyi's hand: "I'm Lucy, who specializes in hotline calling. ”

"I'm Harry." Another black boy with a sharp smile and a lot of fluff on his lips said, and also shook Qingyi's hand vigorously (Qingyi grinned in pain).

"I'm Edward. It's about finances. A handsome guy with chestnut hair and a floral plaid shirt smiled, and there was a strong cologne smell on his body, which was so fragrant that it could make people's nose congestion.

Harry quickly added, "Oh, you can call him 'Mr. Impotence' (Edward's abbreviation is ED, that is, Sex + Dysfunction - ErectileDysfunction, so Harry says so)!" Immediately attracted a burst of Edward's chest.

Qingyi laughed. Looks like it's going to be fun to work here!

Everyone introduced themselves. The last employee, a tall young Russian (as evidenced by his high nose and light pupils), was the only one who did not shake Qingyi's hand. He stared at Qingyi, and said in a weird manner: "Cut, you yellow-skinned monkey, how long have you been in the United States?" Can you memorize 26 letters? ”

Qingyi's smile disappeared. Not just a smile, all possible expressions disappeared from his face, and he fell into a state that Taoists call "nothing", like a light bulb turned off, and like a zeroed value. All you see is his two eyes, a nose, and a mouth.

"Oh my God, don't you want that, gentlemen?" Lucy groaned and looked pleadingly at the young Russian. Harry looked nervously at Qingyi, his eyes full of concern. Edward, on the other hand, looked at Qingyi with a smirk, as if waiting to see a joke.

Mr. Smith frowned, "Todd, you have to apologize!" You insulted China—"

"You're not alone, Mr. Todd. But I'm not going to be offended by that. Qingyi suddenly spoke, with a slightly aggressive smile on his face: "From the perspective of evolution, your ancestors were also monkeys, aren't they?" ”

Harry couldn't help but laugh. Edward's eyes lit up and he smiled cooperatively.

"Nonsense! The great Russian nation will not be confused with you! Todd got angry, jumped up from his chair, pointed at Qingyi and scolded.

Qingyi sighed, and suddenly realized: "Russian nation? Is it the same people who were conquered by Genghis Khan? It is indeed very great, as one of the invaded countries, it is also famous in the history books of our country. ”

At this moment, even Lucy couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

"You!" Todd walked up to Qingyi, and then he saw that he was a head taller than Qingyi - a height of two meters, and a shoulder width of almost one meter, making him look like a white bear coming from the polar regions. He glared at Qingyi fiercely, raised his fist, and was about to smash it down.

But Qingyi was not afraid at all, he looked up and didn't even tremble his pupils.

"That's enough, Todd, Zhang." Mr. Smith snorted coldly, walked over, and forcibly separated the two. Todd was furious and twisted his face to glare at Mr. Smith, but after only one glance, he was suppressed by the other party's gaze and had to take two steps back.

Mr. Smith glanced at the crowd and said, "Very well, it seems that everyone has a basic understanding of the new Director." So, let's get to work! ”