Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 1912: Something that breaks the situation

In an apartment halfway up the mountain, the old man sat by the window, looking through his glasses at the wind gradually blowing outside the window, and the sound of trees trembling came to his ears.

It seemed to be foreshadowing that the cold was coming.

He gently put down the pen in his hand, looked at the information he had sorted out overnight, and a hint of fatigue appeared on his face.

The old man yawned, then took off his glasses and rubbed his left eye hard, a few tears slowly flowing out.

The old man was a little surprised.

Because over the years, the root cause of his disease has caused his eyesight to deteriorate continuously, and he used to be able to moisten his eye sockets with eye fluid.

But since a few years ago, no matter how hard he rubbed his eyes, no tears came out.

But I didn't expect that after staying up all night, tears would actually flow from my eyes.

He also felt that even though he had taken off his glasses, he could still vaguely see the words "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on the bookshelf not far away.

The old man felt something was wrong and quickly put on his glasses, then looked at the words on the bookshelf not far away, and then took them off. Although the words were a little blurry, the general outline could be seen.

In an instant, the old man stood up from his chair, looking a little excited.

Then, he moved closer to the bookshelf, three meters away, and it was a little blurry.

Two meters and five centimeters, you can see the outlines of most books.

At two meters, he could actually see some large characters clearly.

At 1.5 meters, you can even clearly see the publishing house under the book.

"Okay, okay?"

"Can I see?"

He still couldn't believe it. He took off his glasses and put them back on again, constantly comparing them and rubbing his eyes, fearing that this was just a dream.

He thought about his future life and was aware of the condition of his eyes.

That's why he worked day and night, hoping to fulfill his wish before he lost his sight.

But now, he suddenly discovered that his eyesight was recovering.

No, even if he doesn't need to return to normal, as long as he maintains the current situation, he will have ten years, or even longer, to fulfill his wish.

Secretary Guo looked at the old man quietly from the side, sometimes moving closer and sometimes taking off his glasses, just like a child playing.

However, he was someone close to the old man, so he immediately realized what was going on and ran out to call the health doctor.

A moment later, a middle-aged man ran in carrying a medicine box, and then began to check with the cooperation of the old man.

Ten minutes later, the middle-aged man told the result in surprise.

Then leave and prepare new glasses.

When the old man learned that his eyesight had indeed recovered a lot, his heart felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey.

At this moment, the old man felt all the fatigue in his body was swept away.

At this moment, the old man couldn't wait to pick up the phone and share the good news with his close comrades.

At this moment, the old man thought of Yang Xiaotao. He felt that this boy was his lucky star.

Guangdong Mansion.

My uncle was sitting on the sofa, playing with the baby in his arms.

The baby was plump and fair, with a pair of big eyes taking up half of his face. His mouth opened and closed from time to time. He was not afraid of anything outside and laughed out loud from time to time.

On the side, Tang Mingyue was sorting out documents.

But her eyes would look over from time to time, lingering on the child for a moment, and then return to her work.

Whenever she felt tired from work, she would feel stronger after taking a look at her children.

"Oh, this finger is smeared with honey, it tastes so good."

The uncle suddenly smiled, and when he saw the child in his arms put his hands into his mouth, including his little fists, he couldn't help but smile and took his arm away.

Ah~ Yeah!!!

With his hands taken away and nothing in his mouth, the child immediately made a dissatisfied sound, which immediately made the old man laugh.

Even Tang Mingyue lowered her head and smiled.

She had long known that her child was not only physically stronger than other children of the same age, but also more energetic.

He doesn't sleep all day long, just plays with his eyes wide open.

The only annoying thing is that he eats too much, and when he's not full, he makes a fuss.

Fortunately, I have enough food stored.

Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered that when we were chatting before, Ran Qiuye seemed to have said that the children in their family were big eaters.

Is this genetic?
Ring ring ring

Just when Tang Mingyue was lost in thought, the phone on the table suddenly rang. She took a look and saw it was a red phone. She then stood up, walked to the side, took the child from her uncle's arms, and carried him out of the office.

Uncle nodded, then walked to the chair, sat down, and picked up the ringing phone.

"Hey, who's that?"

"Oh, haha, I was wondering why you had time to call me."

The uncle heard that the person calling was the old man and smiled happily.

"I'm telling you a good boy."

On the other end of the phone, the old man told me that his eyesight had recovered a little, and the uncle was happy for him when he heard it.

"By the way, I met the boy you mentioned. He's pretty good."

Uncle knew he was talking about Yang Xiaotao, so he asked, "What's good about it?"

"Haha, everywhere is good."

"I invited him to dinner last night, and we talked about the special forces. This guy's views coincided with some of my ideas."

"By the way, he also mentioned some useful things, like armored vehicles and night vision goggles. These have been made, but some are still under research."

"I think that if his research is successful, it will be of great help to the development of armaments."

The uncle held the microphone and listened quietly, and all he could hear was the old man's praise.

After the old man finished speaking, the uncle smiled and said, "You speak so highly of him. If he knew, he would be so proud."

The old man's laughter came over, "Excellent is excellent, we have to admit the objective facts." The uncle shook his head helplessly, "Yes, excellent is excellent, but you have to be careful, otherwise it will easily cause trouble if it goes too far."

Speaking of this, the uncle thought of Tang Mingyue and the child. This will also be a problem in the future.

"By the way, how's the situation over there? I heard from Xiao Han that there's a lot of pressure on foreign trade recently?"

The uncle hummed and said, "It's not just here. As far as I know, even the Northwest Alliance member countries are under great pressure."

"I think there must be someone behind this manipulating the market, or even more than one party."

The old man snorted coldly, "Needless to say, the Northwest has always been ruled by the Alliance. Without their instructions, would the member states just sit there and wait for the profits to be earned?"

"Yes, this is what we are worried about. If both sides cooperate, our situation will become increasingly difficult."

After the uncle finished speaking, the old man said, "No, even if the two sides cooperate, it will only be temporary."

"Their cooperation is doomed to fail in the long run, with conflicts of interest and the war in Annan."

The old man gave his own judgment.

"I know this, but we have just started to make some progress. If we are suppressed, it will be very detrimental to the country's economic development."

The uncle habitually took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, opened it, took out a cigarette and lit it. "Old Chen has already mentioned to me that the domestic economy has shown an upward trend under the stimulus of these foreign exchange."

"Especially civilian products and current medicines have played a leading role."

"If these are resisted by the other side, it will inevitably affect the development trend."

When the old man heard what his uncle said, he had no good solution.

Unless there is a new way out that can break this pattern.

But will the other party give you this way out?
The two were silent for a moment, the uncle asked about the other party's health, and then ended the call.

After the phone call was hung up, my uncle stood at the window and looked into the distance, his brows gradually furrowed.

The opponent's timing of attack was perfect and the degree of control was just right.

It neither kills you with one blow nor gives you a sufficient market. It's like a rope that is gradually tightened, and the final result is that the door to foreign exchange is tied up.

Knowing that someone was behind this, Han Xuanfeng proposed to close the Peninsula Hospital in order to foil the other party's conspiracy.

But he rejected this method of killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of his own.

The reason is simple. The country needs foreign exchange and supplies.

Even if it's just a little, it's still worth earning.

The other party also saw this and gradually compressed and approached.

Starting with the rice cooker from Xiao Ri Zi, it is now entering the Southeast Asian market.

Now the disinfectants promoted abroad are also changing direction, and a new round of "popular science" is underway, the purpose of which is to eliminate the impact of plum blossom detoxification liquid.

He even thought that if the other party had a method to cure the disease, they would probably discredit Peninsula Hospital as an evil existence.

The uncle suddenly laughed at himself, then seemed a little helpless.

After a long time, the cigarette butt burned to the end and the smoke was blown away by the wind outside the window, and then the uncle let out a long sigh.

"Now, we need something to break the deadlock."

Sijiucheng, Red Star Pharmaceutical Factory.

Bai Jingshu sat in the office, looking at the new report carefully.

In front of her, Gong Xiangjun, Wang Zichun and several workshop directors stood aside with serious expressions.

At this time, a group of people came early and waited for Bai Jingshu to make a decision.

"Director, you said we should wait for Director Yang to come back before making a decision, but Director Yang is on a business trip and we don't know when he will be back. Do we have to wait forever?"

Gong Xiangjun spoke anxiously, and several directors behind him nodded.

Their purpose is simple, which is to sell the produced medicinal liquor as soon as possible to earn more foreign exchange for the country.

Secondly, they have personally experienced the effects of this thing, and to be honest, the effect is very good.

So, we wanted to launch it quickly so that more male and female compatriots can benefit from it.

Cough
It is to better support revolutionary fertility and better support revolutionary construction.

But this product has been produced and there is a lot of stock in inventory, but their factory manager Bai just doesn't agree to launch it on the market.

Among these, the specific wishes are naturally clear.

After hearing what Gong Xiangjun said, Bai Jingshu did not react, but continued to look at the report materials.

At this time, Wang Zichun, who was also the deputy factory director, shook his head secretly.

He is different from Gong Xiangjun. He was promoted from a chemical plant and is responsible for workshop production.

Gong Xiangjun was brought by Bai Jingshu to be responsible for logistics.

So he understood that he was able to become the deputy factory director because of the machinery factory behind him.

And who else in this machinery factory can make the final decision except Yang Xiaotao?

After hearing what they said, Wang Zichun didn't say anything, but just glanced at Gong Xiangjun and the others.

These guys have been a little out of control lately. Such a big thing must at least be told to President Yang.

You should know that the recipe of this medicinal wine was provided by Mr. Yang, and the idea was also proposed by Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang was also involved in the specific implementation.

Now that it's done, they actually want to fire Mr. Yang and reap the fruits themselves?

If this gets to Mr. Yang's ears, what will he think?

I didn't complete this task well.

"Okay, I'll consult my superiors about this matter."

"Don't think too much about the rest."

Bai Jingshu put the information down, glanced at Gong Xiangjun, and finally stopped at Wang Zichun, speaking seriously.

Upon seeing this, Wang Zichun understood clearly that the superior was the head office of the machinery factory.

I thought to myself, as expected, after going through these incidents, Director Bai has become more tactful in handling affairs.

Gong Xiangjun wanted to say more after hearing this, but he saw Bai Jingshu looking at him with cold eyes.

Seeing this, Gong Xiangjun kept the words in his heart and could only nod silently.

After everyone left the office, Bai Jingshu sighed, "Boss Yang, where are you now?"