Goldfinger is a bit strange

After completing the procedures for joining the network, Liu Qingshan threw the mobile phone to Cao Xiaofei and told him to put it in his bag.

The two girls didn't bring their bags, so they held the mobile phones carefully in their hands.

Xiaoxu had small hands, so she had to hold it with both hands. She simply stuffed it into Brother Hai's arms, and then clapped her hands: "It's easy now."

He Min smiled and said: "Others have mobile phones, and they can't wait to show off in their hands, but you treat it as a burden."

She also liked this girl from the bottom of her heart, and she was training her to be a successor, so she was willing to spend money to buy a mobile phone for Xiaoxu.

"Auntie Min, it's really heavy." Xiaoxu said with a little bit of coquettishness. This sensitive girl obviously regarded He Min as a close elder.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Lin Zizhou also came. He was basically unemployed during this period and had a lot of time.

After asking about Liu Qingshan's work schedule and learning that it was in the library, Lin Zizhou nodded: "Very good, it seems that the school leaders also intend to protect you."

He was not worried about Liu Qingshan's youthful vigor, so he did not say anything to comfort him. He knew the young man in front of him better than most people.

The next day, Liu Qingshan finally went to work officially. Aunt Lu happily found him a set of Chinese stand-up collars and helped him to clean up his leather shoes.

"No need to be so formal." Liu Qingshan couldn't refuse Aunt Lu's kindness, so he had to change.

Aunt Lu looked him up and down, smiling from ear to ear: "Look, how handsome our Qingshan is!"

"Boss, I'll take you."

Cao Xiaofei wanted to drive Liu Qingshan to work, but was chased away by Liu Qingshan, who told him to be Xiaoli's driver today.

What a joke, even the department leaders of Beijing University still ride bicycles.

Liu Qingshan pushed his familiar 28-bar bike out of the alley, rode on the street, and mixed into the torrent of bicycles.

There was also a bag hanging on his handlebars, but there was no lunch box in it, only a mobile phone.

He rode all the way to the school gate and said hello to the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper also knew Liu Qingshan: "Didn't you go abroad to study?"

"Oh, I'm back to work." Liu Qingshan replied, and then pushed the bike into the campus.

Although he changed from a student to a faculty member, Liu Qingshan's state of mind did not change much.

He rode his bike again and went directly to the library. It was quiet here. He came a little early.

Okay, continue to be a sweeper.

Liu Qingshan had nothing to do, so he started cleaning again.

When he was almost done sweeping, a few people came to work on their bicycles one after another. When they saw Liu Qingshan, they all felt a little strange.

"Classmate, which department are you from? Class is about to start. Go back to class first. Thank you." An aunt who was almost middle-aged greeted Liu Qingshan.

"It's okay, I'm Xiao Liu who is new here." Liu Qingshan looked up and smiled.

"Xiao Liu, I heard about it. Just call me Sister Li."

The colleague put away the bicycle with a smile, looked at Liu Qingshan, and immediately came up to him: "Xiao Liu, do you have a partner?"

Liu Qingshan blinked and finally understood what the middle-aged aunt's biggest hobby was.

In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, he still smiled and nodded, otherwise, he would be annoyed to death.

Sister Li looked regretful, and then she chatted with Liu Qingshan enthusiastically, asking where his family was from, how many people there were, and what jobs they were doing. She asked in detail.

Liu Qingshan responded calmly, saying that his family was from the countryside and he stayed in school after graduation.

After cleaning up the garbage, Sister Li took Liu Qingshan to the office. There were only a dozen colleagues in total, all in a large office.

Soon, everyone said hello, and finally Liu Qingshan was called to the separate director's office by Director Lu.

Director Lu was a slightly plump middle-aged man with an elegant appearance. He first shook hands with Liu Qingshan enthusiastically:

"Qingshan, the principal has explained your affairs. You should work hard here first. Don't worry, your contribution to the school will not be buried."

Obviously, Director Lu knew some of the situation. As for those colleagues, because Liu Qingshan was low-key, they did not know his details.

"Director Lu, thank you for your concern." Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded to express his gratitude. He felt the deep love again.

After chatting for a while, Director Lu did not assign any specific work to Liu Qingshan, and Liu Qingshan certainly did not ask.

After leaving the director's office, Liu Qingshan officially started his first day of work. As for the specific work, there was no work.

Without a job, Liu Qingshan arranged his own work. He sat in front of the old desk assigned to him, flipped through the drawer, found a manuscript paper, and started writing at the desk.

It was morning now, and there were not many books to read or borrow in the library, so most of the colleagues were in the office.

When they saw the new comrade Xiao Liu writing quietly, they nodded secretly: Not bad, at least he can sit on a stool.

The work in the library was actually quite leisurely, but there was no knitting or chatting in the office.

At this time, the school had stricter work requirements. Everyone was either reading a book or writing something in a notebook. In short, the learning atmosphere was still very strong.

Liu Qingshan wrote for a while, then he straightened up, feeling a little thirsty, and it seemed that he had to bring a water cup tomorrow.

At this time, most people use white porcelain tea cups with lids, or simply use large enamel jars.

It's the kind of tank that says "Sailing the sea depends on the helmsman" or "Serving the people".

"Xiao Liu, do you want some water? Sister, I have a can bottle here. You can make do with it first."

Sister Li came over and placed a clean can bottle on Liu Qingshan's table.

Liu Qingshan stood up quickly: "Sister Li, thank you so much. I'm really thirsty."

After saying that, he happily went to the tea tray, picked up the thermos bottle, and poured half of the water.

Seeing that the thermos was almost empty, he carried it out and said, "Sister Li, where can I turn on the water?"

Sister Li enthusiastically showed him the way, and after Liu Qingshan walked out, she was still mumbling: "What a diligent young man, it's a pity that he has a partner."

When Liu Qingshan returned to the office, he saw two more people in the office, passing out cans across the table.

The benefits are pretty good.

Liu Qingshan also took the can handed to him, which was from Huang Taiping Fruit.

The man who handed him the can was a middle-aged man wearing a blue hat, which reminded Liu Qingshan of Mr. Ma, who sold Universe cigarettes on the spring evening two years ago. He was probably also a salesman.

At this time, Sister Li spoke: "Everyone, this is a cannery run by my old family. The sales are not very good, so please help me come up with ideas."

The middle-aged man also nodded with a smile: "Please help me, our canned food is so delicious."

Sister Li also opened a bottle, found a small spoon, and each family scooped up a yellow Taiping fruit for everyone to taste.

Everyone nodded while eating: "It's quite sweet."

The middle-aged man still had a smile on his face: "The cans we have are made of real materials. We are all knowledgeable people. We must have a way. Please help us. Please help us."

Taking advantage of others' soft words, everyone came up with ideas all over the place, some talking about lowering the price, some talking about offering sales with prizes. Anyway, they were all very considerate, but they couldn't guarantee whether it would be effective or not.

"Xiao Liu, you are studying economics, please give me an idea."

Sister Li also felt that those ideas were not reliable. Seeing Liu Qingshan smiling and saying nothing, she went to him directly.

Liu Qingshan picked up the can filled with water from his desk, took a slow sip, and then said:

"It's not impossible, just put some effort into the bottle."

"Aren't all cans and bottles dripping like this? How else can we do it?" the middle-aged man asked doubtfully.

At this time, there were not as many styles of cans as in later generations. They were basically all of the same specifications. They were relatively short, but had a big belly and small hands, so they had to be held with both hands.

The bottle cap on top does not rotate like the later one, but the entire circle is pressed to death.

When eating, you have to use a screwdriver to pry up all the sides, which is quite laborious.

The colleagues around me were also a little confused: Yes, aren’t all cans and bottles like this?

Liu Qingshan gently shook the can bottle filled with water in his hand: "Thanks to the can bottle Sister Li gave me, I was inspired."

"If the can bottle was designed in the shape of a glass drinking glass, it would be thinner and taller than now."

"After eating the can, the bottle is still okay..."

Before Liu Qingshan could finish speaking, Sister Li slapped her thigh hard: "Wonderful, you can eat canned food and get a cup to drink water after eating, killing two birds with one stone!"

Others also understood and nodded along, praising young people for their flexible minds.

"This can be a typical case in the Department of Economics. The cost has basically not increased, but the added value of the product has been greatly increased. What a great idea! What a great idea!"

Suddenly someone interrupted, and everyone saw that it was two big guys from the School of Economics, Dean Hu and Vice Dean Zhou, who came hand in hand.

Everyone hurriedly greeted each other, and Dean Hu smiled and patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "It didn't embarrass our college."

Obviously, these two big guys came here specifically to support Liu Qingshan: These are people from our School of Economics, everyone should give him some face.

It was an old office, so of course everyone knew the intention, so they all praised it.

Some people say that Liu Qingshan is diligent, while others praise Xiao Liu for his smart mind.

Dean Hu also nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "Qingshan, applying what you have learned is the most rare thing. You did a good job, very good."

"It's all taught well by the professors of our college." Liu Qingshan was even a little embarrassed, but he could also feel the care that Dean Hu and Vice Dean Zhou had for him, and his heart was still warm.

After the two bosses left with satisfaction, the middle-aged salesman approached Liu Qingshan, grabbed his hands, and shook them vigorously:

"Oh, little comrade, thank you very much. It's better to be knowledgeable. How did you come up with such a good idea?"

"This idea of ​​yours is a great one. Don't worry, from now on, our factory will package the cans you have here and deliver them once a month."

Although he didn't have a high level of education, he could tell that this idea would definitely save their cannery.

When other colleagues heard this, they all smiled happily and ate canned food for free. Of course they were happy.

Liu Qingshan explained to him in detail, especially that the bottle mouth needs to be redesigned into a spiral shape that can rotate. Otherwise, the water cup will have no lid and it will be inconvenient. wAp.

After the middle-aged salesman left with great gratitude, Liu Qingshan sat back on his seat and continued to write.

Colleagues were still talking quietly about what had just happened, and everyone was a little excited.

Liu Qingshan was writing very attentively and did not notice that the office suddenly became quiet.

The colleagues who were sitting behind his desk had all stood up. They wanted to greet the old man who came in.

The old man smiled and waved his hand, then motioned them to do their own things.

The old man slowly walked behind Liu Qingshan, took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, stood beside Liu Qingshan, and looked at what he wrote on the manuscript paper.

Liu Qingshan did not notice it at all. He wrote for a long time, then reached out to grab the canned water cup next to him.

At this time, he realized that an old man had appeared beside him at some point.

"President Ding!" Liu Qingshan saw who was coming and stood up.

The person who came was the president of Beijing University. He was just over 60 years old. Most of his hair had turned silver-white, and his eyebrows looked particularly thick.

"President Ding, please sit down." Liu Qingshan suddenly felt warm in his heart and his eyes were a little sour.

He knew that Principal Ding would never appear here for no reason. His purpose was probably the same as that of Dean Hu and the others.

How could he not be excited by such an elder?

"Qingshan, are you used to it on your first day at work?"

Principal Ding sat on Liu Qingshan's chair, crossed his fingers on the table, and looked at Liu Qingshan sincerely.

Liu Qingshan nodded vigorously, his voice choking: "Principal Ding, I'm fine now."

"Sit down, comrades, sit down too." Principal Ding waved his hand, and everyone sat down. Just now, the principal was standing, and they all stood with him for a long time.

Sister Li also moved an empty chair to Liu Qingshan.

At this moment, the shock in the hearts of these colleagues in the room almost broke through the sky.

They didn't know who this new comrade Xiao Liu was. He invited the principal on his first day of work.

Everyone tried their best to pretend to be busy with their own work, but their ears were all perked up.

Principal Ding pointed at the manuscript in front of Liu Qingshan: "What is the email address you wrote on it? I don't understand. Can you explain it to me?"

Liu Qingshan nodded vigorously. This is the character of the older generation of scholars. If they don't understand something, they will never pretend to understand it.

The other colleagues were also stunned. They all knew about email addresses. Who hasn't sent a letter? But what does an email address mean?

Liu Qingshan thought for a moment and explained what an email address is in simple and easy-to-understand language.

"Oh, it looks very convenient. It's almost the same as sending a letter, but the transmission speed is very fast. No wonder it's called an email address."

Principal Ding was also quite interested. He first praised it a few times, and then suddenly asked: "Qingshan, do you think we can get this email address at Beijing University?"

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red blood rain.

The city was in ruins, everything was withered, collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, and blue-black corpses and pieces of meat were seen everywhere, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that were bustling in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy at this moment.

Only blood mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, unable to distinguish one from the other, shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, looking alone at the mottled stones in front.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes, full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his shabby coat from all directions, swept through his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about 70 feet away from him, and occasionally vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest disturbance.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely immersed its head in the belly of the wild dog.

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