Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

The poem "Xiaoya Plucking Wei" describes the scene of a disarmed and retired conscript walking alone on his way back home during a cold winter, rainy days, and snow.

The road ahead is rugged, he is hungry and thirsty, but the border is farther away and homesickness is approaching.

At this moment, he is looking at his hometown in the distance, recalling the present and the past, and his thoughts are mixed with mixed feelings.

His once arduous military career, during the **** slaughter battles, he couldn't bear the feeling of homesickness. The scene of countless times ascending the distance to look at his hometown, scenes reappear before him.

But now his hometown is right in front of him, and he is no longer greeted by the willows when he left, but by the rain and snow when he returned. Although the homeland is there, things are different, how can they not make people sad and turned into two lines of sadness.

"In the past, I was gone, Yangliu Yiyi. Today I think about it, rain, snow, and hunger. I’m so sad that I’m so sad, but I don’t know I am sad! ... Vivian, if you were not born, How could the grandparents who grew up in the homeland of China have such a strong feeling of homesickness, and why did they give you the name "Caiwei" and put their thoughts on you?"

Tan Zhenhua chanted the last paragraph of "Xiaoya Plucking Wei" again in a low voice, and then concluded: "They are missing their hometown, and this kind of missing is deeply rooted." He sighed.

The original smile on the girl's face quickly solidified, a mist rose from her eyes, and the two were speechless for a while.

The music in the field sounded again. This time it was no longer a soothing ballroom dance music, but replaced with a disco that young people are more passionate about. The fierce rhythm and wild drumbeat urged the young people to return to the field and twist. At the waist, Tan Zhenhua looked at Vivian. The girl's impression of him was definitely lively and active, and such a girl would generally not let go of this opportunity to show off her better figure and beautiful dancing posture on occasion.

Vivian understood what he meant, but shook her head slightly at him, and said softly: "Tan, I suddenly don't want to dance, can you accompany me out for a walk?"

Tan Zhenhua nodded slightly, and the two walked towards the door, and when they were about to step out of the door, Vivian very naturally reached out and took Tan Zhenhua's arm, and at the same time leaned her body gently, and Tan Zhenhua did not have any. His surprise and hesitation, as if all this is justified.

Away from the noisy meeting place, the Stanford campus at the end of the summer was peaceful and quiet, the sky was high and the sky was pale, and the sea breeze blowing from the Bay Area dissipated only a little bit of heat, and the two went along aimlessly. Walking on the trails on the campus, there was no speech or further movement, but I seemed to enjoy this moment very much.

After a long time, Vivian broke the silence: "Tan, you are really a very smart person. You can infer so many things based on my name, and I must admit that your reasoning is very reasonable. , In fact, you guessed it very correctly. My name was given to me by my grandfather. He is more than 60 years old this year. He has expressed homesickness in front of me more than once. Of course, my grandma is the same. For them, no matter how good and successful they are in the United States, they are nothing more than a wanderer, and their roots are still in China."

Tan Zhenhua asked: "Then, why don't they go back and take a look while they can still walk? I think there are still many relatives and friends in their hometown because of their age? Even if for some reason they can't return to their roots, but at least this way Can you also comfort the old man's homesickness?"

Vivienne shook her head slightly, without speaking.

Tan Zhenhua asked in a puzzled way: "Vivienne, I can tell from your situation that your family's economic strength should be quite good, and you said just now that they are considered successful in the United States, so, A round-trip ticket, shouldn't it be an obstacle for them to visit home?"

Vivienne had to answer: "Tan, it's not about money. Although our family is not a rich family, it is at least a middle class in the United States. No, it should be said to be richer than most of the middle class in the United States. Some, but my grandfather... his identity is a bit inconvenient, so the wish to visit Huaxia may not be realized temporarily."

Tan Zhenhua nodded to show that he understood.

This is actually a not-so-complicated speculation. Vivienne’s grandfather may be a bit sensitive in his work in the United States, and inferring from her family’s economic situation, he is probably still an important core figure in this field. Therefore, with the careful eyes of the Americans, it is almost impossible to send such an important person to China, a country that requires superficial intimacy and heart-warning for the United States, unless the old man retires completely and completely bid farewell to the job for a long time. Time will do.

Seeing that Tan Zhenhua understood what she meant, Vivian stopped explaining more, but changed the topic and said: "Don't talk about me, Tan, I am more and more curious about you now, you obviously came to learn Electronic, but joined the "Wall Street Throne" whose main goal is to discuss financial issues. Based on my understanding of China, finance has not received enough attention from China. And listen to your interpretation of the "Book of Songs" just now, you I also have a deep understanding of Huaxia’s traditional culture. Judging from your dress, speech and behavior, your family situation should be pretty good, but I heard that Huaxia, the current economic situation is not good, and there seems to be rich. People still have considerable prejudices, so I am very curious. You have gathered so many contradictions in your body, and you seem to be living quite freely. How did you solve these contradictions smoothly?"

Tan Zhenhua shook his head slightly, saying that what Vivian said was not completely correct, and then explained: "Actually, my parents are very ordinary Chinese. Of course, they have indeed received a good education, at least in theirs. It can be considered to be more prominent in a generation, but these have not brought them any wealth. In fact, if measured according to the living standards of the middle class in the United States, they must be regarded as downright poor."

Vivian asked more puzzledly: "Tan, the more you say this, the more curious I become. According to your statement, your parents are both poor, but why are you so rich? You can't deny this. Right, I saw the watch you brought. If I read it right, it should be a Patek Philippe, right? The value of that watch alone is worth the entire income of an average middle-class family in the U.S. for a year."

Okay, after being seen through, Tan Zhenhua had to answer: "Vivian, you are right, I have some money, um, how to say? I once invented some interesting gadgets, and sold these gadgets to me Brought some wealth, not too much. Of course, it should be no problem to support me to complete my studies in the United States. As for this watch, I can't afford it myself. In fact, this is a gift from an elder. Thank you for helping him a little bit."

Tan Zhenhua explained that there was no flaw at all, and even in terms of his position, it was very reasonable. You must know that this is Stanford, the birthplace of Silicon Valley. Here, I don't know how many people have changed the world and their lives with one or two inventions or innovative technologies.

Vivienne obviously believed his explanation, and couldn't help laughing happily: "I didn't expect Eric, you are still an inventor! Can I know what you have invented?"

Tan Zhenhua said in a mysterious way: "Actually, you have seen my invention just now, but you didn't care about it."

Vivian was even more strange: "What is it? Where is it? Why don't I know?"

"Just at the party we had just now, there was a coffee machine there, and that was my invention." Tan Zhenhua replied half proud and half bragging.

"Ha, really? Eric, you are not bragging!"

Tan Zhenhua rolled his eyes and said: "It's just a small coffee machine. It's just a small one of my many inventions. And its working principle is very simple. What's the point?"

"Really, oh no, my feet are itchy, I want to go back to dance, um, by the way, I want to see that coffee machine too, Eric, are you coming?"

"I really wanted to, I didn't dare to ask my ear..."