OBS Chapter 323 Uninvited Guest
Chapter 323 Uninvited Guest
Chapter 323 Uninvited Guest
It was just the end of April and it already felt like summer, with the wind blowing with a bit of heat.
Before dawn, Qiu Huoming and Zhao Jiamin walked to the school gate to take a train. There was a direct train to Beijing, which was very convenient. He wondered if he could meet Qin Xiaohong on the train. She said last time that he could go find her if he couldn't buy a ticket. Qiu Huoming planned to buy a platform ticket if he couldn't buy a ticket, and then buy a ticket after getting on the train.
Zhao Jiamin stayed by his side despite feeling sleepy.
While waiting for the bus, the two of them stayed together for a while.
Today is not a holiday, and Qiu Huoming finally persuaded Zhao Jiamin to go back after much persuasion.
She took a week off last time. If she is found absent from class now, it will have a bad impact. She is only a freshman and the teachers are very strict.
Zhao Jiamin had just left when, not long after, the bus started with its lights on. This was the first bus and it departed directly from the platform. The bus stopped close to the side and Qiu Huoming got on with his suitcase. What followed was a series of long-distance journeys. He yawned and sat in the seat near the back door.
The car swayed away from the platform. He looked out the window at the scenery that was gradually getting darker away from the platform lights. His face was reflected in the window. He squinted his eyes. His hair had grown longer. He would get it cut shorter when he arrived in the capital. As he thought, he leaned back in the chair, with the luggage tucked between his knees. He leaned back in the chair, drowsy.
There weren't many passengers on the bus. It was not a holiday and there were few students traveling.
Qiu Huoming glanced at the carriage and saw a few scattered passengers.
It was not until we passed the guard post that the number of passengers gradually increased. The sky began to brighten, and the vendors on both sides of the street set out their food, and the number of pedestrians began to increase.
Qiu Huoming squeezed in and put the luggage inside. Everyone got off the bus from the back door, and before long, there were several more bags.
He also saw a familiar pickpocket. Their eyes met, and the pickpocket smiled and avoided his direction.
Qiu Huoming touched his nose. This was probably the so-called tacit understanding that comes from frequent rides in a car.
After getting off the bus, he had to change buses again. When he arrived at the train station, it was just past 7 o'clock.
Everything went smoothly today. The letter of introduction from the Chinese Academy of Sciences worked well. He bought the lower berth of a soft sleeper. It is said that soft sleepers cannot be bought even if you have money, unless you are transferred by the conductor on the train, or you have a certain background. Otherwise, you can only buy a hard sleeper.
The train was at ten in the morning. He bought the ticket and made up his mind. He carried his luggage to the door and bought two barbecued pork buns. He returned to the waiting room and began to eat them with big mouthfuls.
It would be enough to just fill his stomach. Qiu Huoming was very interested in the food on the train. He wanted to eat the train meal on an empty stomach.
After getting on the bus, he was the only one in his compartment, while the compartment next to him was packed with people. As soon as he entered, he heard them chattering, and it sounded like they were people he already knew.
Qiu Huoming felt somewhat relieved. He put down his luggage, took out his enamel teacup, and went outside to get some hot water. He had just eaten barbecued pork buns and was very thirsty.
He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his watch. The car had already started and this time it was leaving on time.
There was still more than an hour before lunch, so Qiu Huoming simply took out the textbooks from his backpack.
This trip to the United States is estimated to take about a month. For some people, it will take longer. Some people will stay in the local university for about a year as exchange scholars.
This is also one of the ways that the United States gathers talents from all over the world. Those who can be sent abroad are basically the best in their respective countries. The United States opens its doors to these people, and it is almost no difficulty for these people to stay.
When I come back, I have to prepare for the upgrade exam, so there can be no ambiguity.
Qiu Huoming took off his shoes, crossed his legs, and placed the textbook on the shelf by the window. As he read, the noisy sounds around him gradually faded away, and he was immersed in the world of textbooks.
Semiconductors are a comprehensive subject. Although seemingly simple, they actually cover a very wide range of areas.
He was so engrossed in watching that the door was suddenly pushed open. A young man poked his head out and took a look. "Hey, young comrade, how many people are sleeping here?"
Qiu Huoming shook his head, "I don't know."
The young man glared at him and said, "No one knows!"
"There are still several stops to go." Qiu Huoming explained patiently.
After saying that, he touched his stomach, feeling hungry. He reached out to look at his watch and it was already past 2 o'clock in the afternoon.
He rolled out of bed, and his feet became numb as soon as he put on his shoes. Qiu Huoming had a painful expression on his face, and held on to the edge of the middle bunk with his hands, waiting for the numbness to pass.
The young man was shocked and asked, "Are you sick?"
Qiu Huoming glared back at him despite the numbness in his legs.
The young man misunderstood and immediately nodded, "Sorry, I'll leave now."
After a while, Qiu Huoming heard through the wall the young man telling his roommates what had just happened.
Qiu Huoming had recovered by now. He bent down and rubbed his legs, then carried his backpack, walked out of the box, closed the door, and walked straight towards the dining car.
When they arrived at the dining car, luckily there were still some unsold boxed lunches. Qiu Huoming bought two without hesitation, one with beef and one with chicken. He had full confidence in the chef's cooking skills.
There was still someone sitting in the dining car at this time. Diagonally opposite him was an elderly man who looked not very tall, with a round face and a worn military cap. He was smoking a cigarette and had a bowl of noodles in front of him. He had finished the noodles and only had soup left.
The man looked vaguely friendly. Qiu Huoming glanced at him a few times and then looked away, starting to finish the two lunch boxes in front of him.
Just after finishing one of the boxes, he heard the old man smiling at him and said, "Young people have really good appetites. I used to have such a good appetite."
Qiu Huoming raised his eyes to look at him, smiled at him, and while moving the second lunch box in front of him, he responded: "It's mainly because I'm very hungry, old comrade, this bowl of noodles will work up your appetite."
The old man threw the cigarette butt directly into the noodle soup, then stood up. Although he was not tall, he still looked very impressive.
"All that's left is an appetite."
After he said this, he quickly walked past Qiu Huoming and went to the carriage behind him.
Qiu Huoming turned his head to take a look. He walked very quickly and soon his shadow could no longer be seen.
Qiu Huoming turned around and continued to finish his second lunch box.
After finishing his meal, Qiu Huoming went to the place where the conductor rested and asked. It turned out that Qin Xiaohong was not on the train today. Unfortunately, it was her turn to rest today.
It seems that I don’t have any acquaintances on this train.
Qiu Huoming was full and walked back while expanding his chest.
When I arrived at my carriage, the door next to me was open and there were three people standing in the corridor, all smoking.
Qiu Huoming didn't look around, he just quickly passed by sideways and returned to his box.
I vaguely heard someone talking about me, "This guy looks okay, is he really sick?"
Qiu Huoming rubbed his eyebrows, what was going on?
He stood there and stretched for a while, then went out to pour himself a cup of hot water, then took out his textbook and continued reviewing.
Suddenly, his ears pricked up and he heard a familiar name. Someone next door was mentioning Lao Pan.
It can’t be such a coincidence that they also know Lao Pan.
Qiu Huoming put down his textbook and listened carefully in the corner.
The roar of the train, accompanied by the vibration of the carriage, and the voices of people talking next door came intermittently into his ears.
This time it was indeed a coincidence. It turned out that the two people sitting next door were Lao Pan's colleagues, but not in the same department. Not only that, they must have a very bad relationship. After listening for a long time, they only talked about Lao Pan's bad side, and even mentioned Lao Jin.
They said he hired the wrong people.
Qiu Huoming frowned. He recognized the voice of one of the people. It was the old man in the dining car. Those people called him Old Zhao.
He closed his eyes and searched his mind to find out who this person was.
Mr. Zhao? He looked to be around 60 years old. Actually, he was not that old, but people of this age generally did not take good care of themselves, so they looked a bit older.
He suddenly thought of a documentary he had watched, and Qiu Huoming frowned. Mr. Zhao gradually overlapped with the person he remembered.
If it was him, he should be only around 50 years old this year. He was a prominent figure back then. How come he has aged like this?
In short, this person is not a good person. Qiu Huoming glanced at the wall behind him and rubbed his arms.
I even spoke to him, which was really disgraceful to myself.
Qiu Huo knew the other party's background clearly, and also knew that they disliked Lao Pan now, so he called Lao Pan and asked him to be careful. After all, it is easy to guard against a gentleman, but difficult to stop a villain.
In the next two days, Qiu Huoming tried his best to avoid traveling with them. He did not go on the dining cart, but waited for the cart to come and ate in the room. In this way, his reading efficiency was much higher.
I have finished reading half of the six books I brought with me.
At noon the next day, the car finally arrived in the capital.
He carried his luggage out of the station. At the exit, he saw Chang Gong who came to pick him up. He was pushing a bicycle and said, "All bicycles are borrowed today. Please bear with me. I'll let you sit on my back seat."
Qiu Huoming raised the corner of his mouth, "This is not hard work at all, it's you, Uncle Chang, who's the one who's having trouble. Why don't I ride the bike and you help me carry the box..."
Chang Gong took his box without saying anything and said, "That's great, it will save me a lot of effort. I'll show you the way..."
Qiu Huoming had long legs and got into the car. After Chang Gong got in, he stepped hard and the car moved forward.
Passing by the parking lot, Qiu Huoming saw a familiar minibus, "Uncle Chang, is this bus coming to the station too?"
Chang Gong sat in the back seat carrying a suitcase, his brows furrowed. Not far away, a colleague was leading a group of people towards the parking lot.
"Why are they here?" Chang Gong's heart skipped a beat.
Qiu Huoming stopped the car and turned around to see that those people were the six people who were traveling with him on the train.
The person walking in front was a middle-aged man wearing the same work clothes as Chang Gong, and the person walking next to him was Mr. Zhao.
"Who are they?" Qiu Huoming started pedaling again.
Chang Gong snorted coldly: "Stumbling block..."
Qiu Huoming understood immediately, "Does Dean Zhou know they are here?"
"I'll take you to the guesthouse first, and then I'll talk to him about it." Chang Gong sighed, "I hope nothing strange will happen."
"Anyway, be careful." Qiu Huoming warned.
There will always be different opinions in any reform. If they are all for the purpose of improving everyone's life, then it will definitely be welcomed. But I am afraid that some people will only target people instead of discussing the facts.
Some people like to use morality to pressure others. They are extremely tolerant of themselves and have extremely high demands on others.
This kind of person is very annoying.
While pedaling his bicycle hard, Qiu Huoming was thinking about what exactly this Old Zhao had done in his memory. The documentary only mentioned him in passing without going into detail. After going over it in his mind, Qiu Huoming still got nothing.
Now we can only respond as the opponent attacks us.
After riding for forty minutes, the car finally arrived at the guesthouse.
Qiu Huoming had lived here once, and this familiar feeling made him feel a little better.
The minibus was at the entrance of the guesthouse. Qiu Huoming parked the car and returned the keys to Chang Gong, who also took his own suitcase.
When I went in, I didn't see Mr. Zhao and his gang. Maybe they were driving fast and had already checked in.
This time is different from the last time. Chang Gong arranged a single room for Qiu Huoming.
After settling Qiu Huoming down, he hurried out.
After getting downstairs, he rode his bike back to the office without looking back.
Dean Zhou on the second floor of the unit is working. It is not easy to be a dean. He has to take care of all matters, big and small, and has no time for academic research.
He was busy looking through various documents when there was a hurried knock on the door.
"Come in, the door is unlocked."
Dean Zhou rubbed his eyebrows and raised his head to look at the gate.
The door was opened and Chang Gong walked in angrily.
"Hey, why do you look so gloomy so early in the morning?"
Dean Zhou stood up by leaning on the table and patted his lower back.
"Dean, guess who I saw?"
Chang Gong said angrily.
"Don't make me guess. Just say what you want to say. I've been thinking about a lot of things these past two days..." Dean Zhou bent down, picked up the thermos and poured water into his cup.
Chang Gong then recounted what he had seen today.
Dean Zhou picked up the cup and took a sip carefully. "I know about this. He is at the same level as me, and I can't control him. Since he is here, I am afraid that someone in our group wants to ruin this matter..."
"What should we do now that Huo Ming is here?" Chang Gong said anxiously, "This is such a great thing! Once we acquire new technology and bring it back to our country, it will be a great cause for generations to come!"
Dean Zhou smiled bitterly and said, "You also know how great this contribution is. Why should these credits be given to us?"
Chang Gong was stunned. "You mean, they want to pick peaches?"
"They want to, but they can't. Which one of them is a technician?" Dean Zhou said contemptuously: "The only thing they can do is destroy..."
"It's not okay to sabotage it! We finally reached an agreement on this!" Chang Gong rubbed his hands, "President Zhou, since you already knew about this, do you have any solution?"
Dean Zhou shook his head. "Let's wait and see what they do. We don't know what they will do yet, and overthinking it won't help."
He reached out and patted Chang Gong on the shoulder, "Protect Huo Ming, the others..."
His voice was filled with murderous intent. "And me, as long as I'm in this position, don't even think about touching them..."
Speed of life and death... Fortunately, I made it in time, happy holidays~~