Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

With Tan Zhenhua's guarantee, Chen Yijian finally put the purchase of CATIA seriously on the agenda. After all, someone pays to add some equipment to himself. That is a good thing that everyone is happy with, right?

At this point in the conversation, Chen Yijian’s goal has been basically accomplished. Except for the high-performance computer, which must wait for Tan Zhenhua to return to the U.S. to implement it, everything else has his eyebrows. He is very satisfied, and the cooperation with this kid is really good. It is a pleasant thing. He is not an expert in the aviation industry, but he seems to know a little bit about everything and can propose quite enlightening solutions. Moreover, he is so affectionate in his behavior, whether he cares about the old horse. His body, or the food, clothing, housing and transportation of his own group of people, tried their best to arrange it properly, and spent money like earth——

Well, the last one is the most pleasurable, but I don't know if his wealth is enough for him to spend so much.

Chen Yijian thought about this, sent Tan Zhenhua out of the house, and then closed the door-he was in his 50s this year, and the long-distance flight made him a little tired, and the work that followed was obviously heavy. The negotiation of buying a fighter plane was bound to be full. He spoke with words, and time was very urgent. He had to cultivate enough energy to deal with the subsequent battles.

Whether it was Song Wenhua or Chen Yijian, they both went to rest after simply communicating with Tan Zhenhua and getting some of what they wanted, but the poor Tan Tan was once again stopped in the corridor.

"Zhenhua, come here, I have something for you."

The neighbor's uncle Ben Fang was beckoning at him.

Ben Fang, who has watched Tan Zhenhua grow up since wearing open crotch pants, of course never thought about squeezing some oil from him. He brought a letter from his old neighbor Tan Ming.

For some reason, when Tan Zhenhua took the thin envelope, his hands trembled slightly.

He managed to calm his emotions, tore open the envelope, and opened the folded letter paper. The familiar and elegant handwriting suddenly came into view. It seemed that it was his mother who was writing.

"Zhenhua, see the words as they are.

Both of us are in good health. Don't worry, you are alone outside, and you don't know if you are not used to it. We heard that the food in the U.S. is awful and we don't know if it is true. Are you accustomed to eating?

What's the weather like in San Francisco? How does Ningdu compare? It's the seaside, will it be colder in winter? I don’t know if I have enough clothes for you. If you feel cold, just buy a few yourself. We know that you have money and will take care of yourself, but I’m afraid you are too busy and forget these. Mom will remind you. No matter how busy you are, you must remember that the body is the capital of the revolution.

Also, I heard people say that foreigners drink cold water. This is not okay. You still have to drink hot water. Even in summer, you must drink boiled water and then cool down. Don’t try to save trouble. It’s not wrong that the disease comes from the mouth. Your mother is a doctor. Although her medical skills are not very good, what I say is still the doctor’s order, and you must follow it.

Let me tell you, your father has been very proud recently. Director Zhou sent him a big certificate in front of all the employees when he was holding a meeting, saying that he had helped the whole office get a good one. After decades of rice bowls, I asked him not to say that it was just a joy, and triumphantly claimed that it was the result of his giving birth to a good son. I looked down on his stubborn energy and returned his son. Zhenhua, give your comment, don't you get out of my stomach?

By the way, you obviously studied in San Francisco, USA, why did you suddenly go to Britain? I heard that lame man said that you have been in Britain for a long time, and this time you have even alarmed Uncle Ben. What are you up to? Can you talk to mom?

Forget it, knowing that you are busy with major events. Since it has disturbed your uncle, it must be related to the country, so my mother will not ask, but my mother must remind you again, no matter what you are doing now, first of all, You must protect yourself. Also, at your age, you still have to focus on your studies. The learning opportunities at Stanford are not easy to come by. You must cherish them. No matter how big your business is, remember that money is always Outside the body, only knowledge and body are what you can truly possess.

Okay, I talked a lot. Actually, I don’t know what I’m talking about. When I have time, I can make a few more phone calls home. We are all very well. I just miss you a little..."

The letter is not long, and my mother Xu Yun’s tone is also plain, as if she was holding an irrelevant homework with her son, but Tan Zhenhua held the letter and read it over and over again, as if to deeply engrave every word. It seemed in his mind, and when he looked up again, Ben Fang found that he was already in tears.

So far away from home for so long, he must be homesick in his heart, even though he has done so many great things now, and achieved achievements that most people can't match in his life, but he is still only 18 years old. Boy!

Ben sighed in relief and patted Tan Zhenhua on the shoulder lightly, but he was clumsy for a while. He didn't know what to say to comfort him, so he had to be silent.

Fortunately, Tan Zhenhua finally stabilized his emotions after venting a lot. He wiped away the tears from his face embarrassedly, and immediately showed a bright smile at Ben Fang and said: "Uncle Ben, thank you, this is me. The best birthday present ever received."

Ben Fang said in amazement: "Why Zhenhua is your birthday today? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Tan Zhenhua said: "Yes, Uncle Ben, Teacher Ben, today, November 10, 1982, is my 18th birthday. Starting today, Tan Zhenhua will be an upright man."

Ben Fang cast a deep gaze at the young man in front of him who was already half a head taller than him, and said after a moment of silence: "Okay, Zhenhua, from today onwards, you will be a real man. To your home, For your country, the teacher believes that you will have enough responsibility. Your teacher, I have no other skills, but I have some confidence in the radar. I am afraid that there are not many people who can beat me in China. Find it, don't worry about this, teacher, I will do my best to help you!"

Tan Zhenhua said gratefully: "Teacher Ben, Uncle Ben, thank you."

Then he suddenly remembered something, and suddenly patted his forehead and said: "Oh, there have been so many things recently, and I almost forgot that important event, teacher, wait, I also have something to ask you to bring me back to My dad."

After speaking, he hurried out the door.