A week later, City H, Industrial Park.
Song Wenbin leaned on the chair in the office, put his legs on the table in front of him, held a glass of grape juice in a glass bottle, and stared at the TV on the wall.
On the TV, a live broadcast was being played at the moment.
In the picture, a girl with white hair floating in mid-air is controlling complex machinery under the guidance of the ground command platform. In that device, there was a completely enclosed glass vessel filled with red boiling liquid.
As the small mechanical arm rotates, some wriggling yellow mealworms fall from the opening into the boiling liquid. Then, the vessel is re-sealed and slowly rotates in the weightless vacuum.
"...The Chinese people's talent for eating is "near Tao", and it has also been fully demonstrated in outer space. The astronauts have more than 100 kinds of space meals, including japonica rice porridge, coconut bread, assorted fried rice, seaweed and egg drop soup , quinoa and osmanthus porridge, braised quail eggs, braised pork chops, etc... In the future, aerospace energy food is expected to lead to a climax of nationalization, or lead China's future food market. Why is there this trend? First of all , is the strategic need for my country’s “military-civilian integrated development”, and is also the general trend of the aerospace commercialization wave. Secondly, my country’s aerospace commercialization started later than Europe and the United States, and the development of the aerospace industry requires the participation of private capital to continue to grow and develop. Astronaut Energy Meal It also requires joint research and development by private food companies to achieve breakthroughs... and this space hot pot is even more of a revolutionary breakthrough..."
The host in the live broadcast room narrated the history of the development of space food to the audience in a professional and official tone.
In the picture, as the glassware boils, Sutina floating in mid-air looks a little nervous, but at the same time she is also very focused.
It seemed that after actually flying into space, she calmed down a lot.
Song Wenbin looked at his colleagues on the broadcast screen, and for some reason he remembered a topic about flying when he and Ma Qiang were occasionally chatting and bragging a few years ago. He still remembered Ma Qiang once said that flying an airplane is not a very difficult task. A variety of electronic equipment can provide the captain with comprehensive assistance, and the ground control center can also give considerable help. Even the plane itself has the function of automatic flight, but once you become a captain, you almost never have the freedom to resign or change careers in your life. From work to retirement, almost all your time will belong to the airline.
He used to be very glad that his job was not to be a captain, but now, Song Wenbin felt that it would be a good thing to become a captain. At least he would not have to think about anything, and he would just fly in the sky surrounded by beautiful women every day. You can fly back and forth and get a lot of money.
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone vibrated a few times.
Song Wenbin, who was sitting on a chair watching the live broadcast, picked up his phone.
"Hello?"
"Did you watch the live broadcast?" Huo Yu's excited voice came from the mobile phone.
"Just looking at it." Song Wenbin replied.
"Did you see that packaging?"
Song Wenbin saw on the screen that Su Tina took out a very technological silver packaging. The packaging was extremely simple, with the common logos of the National Space Administration CNSA and Fruity Joy on it.
Seeing the thing in Su Tina's hand, Song Wenbin smiled and replied: "Of course I saw it."
"It's not bad, our designer."
Huo Yu couldn't wait to ask on the phone.
"It's great." Song Wenbin replied: "Everyone is great."
There was silence on the phone for a while, but it was not an awkward silence. In the silence, Song Wenbin could feel Huo Yu's joy.
In the TV screen, with the help of a robotic arm, Sutina opened her mouth and swallowed a cooked mealworm.
Suddenly, the screen moved to the center of the ground, and many ground staff responsible for the flight stood up and started applauding. Song Wenbin couldn't help but start clapping and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Where are you now?"
After applauding, Huo Yu suddenly asked on the phone.
"I'm in the factory." Song Wenbin replied.
"Have you had lunch?"
"Not yet." Song Wenbin said, "I plan to eat with the workers later."
"I haven't eaten either. How about I go over to your place and get some food?" Huo Yu asked.
Song Wenbin was surprised. This was the first time that Huo Yu asked him for help.
"Look what you said, if you want to eat something, I'll ask someone to buy it for you." Song Wenbin said happily and leisurely, shaking the glass bottle.
"Hot pot." Huo Yu replied instantly.
"Huh??" Song Wenbin said happily, "Why do you want to eat that thing?"
"Why don't we eat together with Sutina, one in the sky and one on the earth?" Huo Yu said on the phone.
"Pfft."
Song Wenbin said happily: "Okay, then come over."
After hanging up the phone, Song Wenbin shouted twice: "Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang."
Lao Zhang, who was sitting on the sofa next to him and staring at the TV intently, turned around and asked: "Boss, what's wrong?"
Although Song Wenbin failed to fly into space in the end, his huge traffic and popularity during this period brought a lot of orders to Guozhiyue Company. In addition, Guozhiyue won the advertising contract for Extraordinary Journey. The factory that was on the verge of bankruptcy got back on track thanks to this huge wave of advertising, and was steadily producing drinks.
Because the efficiency increased, Song Wenbin did not break his promise and raised the salary of everyone in the factory to 10,000 yuan. Lao Zhang himself even received a monthly salary of more than 20,000 yuan.
No, the title for Song Wenbin has changed. They used to call him Xiao Song, but now they call him boss respectfully.
"Go buy some hot pot ingredients and let's have a hot pot meal together at noon today." Song Wenbin said.
After receiving the instructions, Lao Zhang quickly went down to prepare. Song Wenbin watched the broadcast on the TV continue. Sutina had completed the test of the space hot pot and was testing some other foods. According to the regulations, after the test is completed, it is time to return.
Song Wenbin stretched and stood up, drinking his own glutinous rice milk and walking slowly down the factory building.
The dilapidated factory building has now been brand new. Various packaging equipment are operating in an orderly manner. Workers have completed training and are working next to the machines. Some people are wearing gloves to check the packaging, some are responsible for controlling the machines, and some are responsible for driving forklifts to transport the products away. .
Seeing Song Wenbin coming, the workers stopped what they were doing and called him boss.
Song Wenbin greeted the workers cheerfully. He quite enjoyed his time in the factory. Compared with the training base, although the factory was small, it gave him rare freedom.
Outside the factory, the dilapidated yard has now been neatly repaired, the desolate weeds have been eradicated, and fine gravel has been paved to create a parking lot. All the garbage that was originally piled in the corner disappeared and was replaced by neatly classified trash cans. The temporary work shed canteen that was initially built was also demolished by Song Wenbin and turned into a clean and spacious white house. Even the small advertisements about psoriasis that were posted on the exterior walls are being uprooted together with the dilapidated exterior walls.
Song Wenbin stood at the door of the factory, looking at the increasingly modern factory area and the primitive farmland next to it. He was thinking that if more people like Guozhiyue products in the future, he could also give the surrounding land to the factory. Plate it down.
Standing outside the factory and watching the hired craftsmen remove the small advertisements on the wall, Song Wenbin lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and exhaled it. In the thick smoke, he felt a rare sense of peace and relaxation. This was the feeling he had experienced for several months. Something he had never experienced.
After watching for about half an hour, the familiar sound of cannons was heard from the corner of the street. Huo Yu drove her noisy GTR to Song Wenbin's factory. At this moment, Song Wenbin was squatting on the pile of demolished bricks at the entrance of the factory, smoking a cigarette. .
After she stopped the car, she pressed down the window and looked at Song Wenbin squatting on the stone. She was half disgusted and half teasing: "Look at you, you are not a formal person, and you are a big star. You don't mind being photographed." Shameful."
Song Wenbin smiled and put out his cigarette butt, pointed to the sky, and said: "I don't have many people coming here. Besides, the big star is in the sky."
Huo Yu wanted to give Song Wenbin his usual embarrassment, but when he saw him smiling happily, he said, "Okay, stop squatting, you're like a slut, get in the car, is the hot pot ready? I'm starving." "
Song Wenbin got into the GTR and said, "Sure, I'm waiting for you."
After Huo Yu drove the car to the gravel parking lot, the two got out of the car, talking and laughing, and walked to the canteen. On the way, Huo Yu also pointed out the factory area, guided Song Wenbin's factory planning in a very bossy manner, and also suggested many changes. But Song Wenbin just laughed and was not angry because of Huo Yu's enthusiasm for pointing out the country. Huo Yu talked for a while and felt bored again. Song Wenbin had no intention of arguing with her or changing. He also thought that this program was indeed The colleague was able to stand up, so she had no choice but to keep her mouth shut and hit him on the shoulder, saying angrily: "It's disgusting, you look like an old man..."
Song Wenbin laughed, sitting on the table in the cafeteria and waiting, asking Huo Yu about the current situation of Longchang.
Soon, the kitchen chefs came back. They plugged in the electric stove in the middle of the round table in the canteen, put on the newly purchased pots and pans, and stir-fried the base ingredients and butter in the kitchen. The air was filled with a strong aroma. The aroma.
At noon, after the hot pot preparations were completed, the workers also came to eat one after another. They were very happy to see the hot pot as an extra lunch, and one by one ran to the refrigerator to get drinks. Since it is a beverage factory, there is almost an unlimited supply of beverages.
Because Huo Yu was here, Song Wenbin did not eat with the workers as usual, but took her to a private room alone. After Lao Zhang and the cook brought the hot pot and ingredients, Huo Yu couldn't help but said: "You can do it now. .”
"ah?"
Song Wenbin, who was unpacking the tableware, looked at Huo Yu in surprise and asked, "How is this possible?"
"I see that the workers here are very happy at work. They don't have any complaints and they respect you very much." Huo Yu cupped his cheek and said, "I still remember that when you went to Longchang for the first time, you asked me for cooperation. I thought you didn't have much potential at that time, but now I'm wrong."
Song Wenbin stuck out his tongue, handed the unpacked tableware to Huo Yu, and said, "It's not all sponsored by your two bosses."
"Me and Sutina?" Huo Yu shook his head: "We just provided some start-up funds. It's your own ability to get to this point."
"Brother Yu, we can't be so commercial."
Song Wenbin listened to Huo Yu's rainbow fart while using the remote control to turn on the TV hanging on the wall of the private room.
At this time, the live broadcast in space has ended, and the TV only has some replays, but even the replays were watched with gusto by the two of them.
When the hot pot boiled and Song Wenbin put the meat into it, Huo Yu couldn't help but sigh: "If you ask me, Sutina's food is not as good as ours. She spent more than 100 million and ate a few bugs while traveling in space. I really don't know this." What the hell is the first issue..."
"Go to space. In fact, I have a little bit of an idea of going to space. If you want to ride a rocket, how many people on earth can experience it." Song Wenbin said with regret as he rinsed his beef.
"But, according to common sense in physics, we are in space now." Huo Yu said.
"Really or not, we are in space??" Song Wenbin looked at Huo Yu in surprise, "We are obviously sitting in the canteen of the factory."
"Of course, you see. The earth is just an insignificant piece of dust among the vast stars. As long as your heart is big enough, Boss Song, and you stand far enough away, the distance from the earth to the outside of the atmosphere is nothing." Huo Huo Yu joked.
Song Wenbin stopped laughing and asked seriously: "Then... am I big enough?"
Huo Yu smiled and said nothing.
"At least it's bigger than before the show started filming." Song Wenbin said to himself uncertainly, "I was still..."
Keep your hands holding the beef still.
In a daze, Song Wenbin thought of the words he once said in front of the camera, the girls he had teased, and the argument he had with Ma Qiang at the hot pot table. It seemed that he was far, far away from that stage, just like crawling. After crossing a mountain and looking back at the past, I feel that the impulsiveness and violence at that time were not so necessary. What modern women do and can do has nothing to do with his current life and this hot pot.
He shook his head mockingly and took a bite with the beef dipping sauce.
The fresh-cut beef that Lao Zhang bought was great. He was very good at doing these things. Just this mouthful of beef made Song Wenbin feel that the 20,000 yuan a month was not given to him in vain.
"Sutina is also quite powerful."
Huo Yu watched the TV in the private room and said while eating frozen tofu: "I really didn't expect that this guy could really withstand the pressure and fly all the way into space without our company, waiting for her to come back. , we must reward her well."
Song Wenbin couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and said: "So you haven't made much progress. You were so angry when we first met, and you are still so angry now."
Huo Yu laughed, choked again, blushed and couldn't help but reach out and pinch Song Wenbin's arm hard.
Song Wenbin was in pain and dodged again and again.
"Ahem, I don't have a chance to prove it."
Huo Yu coughed and said with a red face, "I will definitely prove myself when I travel next time."
(To be continued…)
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