Liang Yuan smiled bitterly when he heard this.

Before the New Year, Hong Kong Basic Electric Co., Ltd. wrote on its work report that the research and development of the Chinese character paging system was coming to an end and it is expected to be officially put into use after the New Year.

Liang Yuan was confident about Guoan’s pocket money after reading the report and the engineering prototype. He did not expect that when the new communication chip was running in a high temperature of nearly 40 degrees, there were great defects in stability when the new communication chip was running in an environment of nearly 40 degrees. The result was changed for half a year.

As a hardware idiot, Liang Yuan couldn't figure out what the technical terms that seemed dazed and how long it would take to completely solve the problem.

What Liang Yuan knew was nothing more than ten years later, the digital age would officially arrive with an unstoppable momentum. Even Motorola, which led the global communications industry in the simulation era, was shot to death on the beach by the tide of the times because of his slow turn, and became a real revolutionary martyr.

Liang Yuan had no other way to deal with this kind of scientific research bottleneck except gritting his teeth and insisting on investing.

It is also true that Liang Yuan, who was "spoofed" once, expressed cautious optimism about the report of Hong Kong-based Electric Co., Ltd. This year. Su Liangyu, Jian Zhikang and others are first-class scientists. At present, Yuanjia's R&D system is extremely dynamic, but it does not mean that these people will not exaggerate the optimistic level of the results in order to compete for the entire group's budget.

There are another 2 million for some irreplaceable projects to ensure completion. This kind of winding guarantee is too much for Liang Yuan in the construction industry.

This kind of problem is like a permanently contradictory problem such as trying to expand technical investment and trying to maintain financial health. Even Liang Yuan is helpless even if he comes through it.

"Uncle Weixin. This matter is hard to describe, but the only thing I can confirm is that Uncle Weixin's news is not bad. The injection molding machine is indeed used to make the shell of the pager." Liang Yuan said.

"Don't worry, I've been waiting for so many days. I'll have a lot of things to communicate with Xiaoyuan when I go back to the hotel." Xiong Weixin said while taking back the trolley case from Liang Yuan's hand.

The four of them left the waiting hall and turned to the parking lot on the right side of the airport.

It was still the one in Qilian Mountains that had just bought a high-top sea lion waiting for four people in the parking lot.

When he opened the car door, the two girls got into the car first, but Liang Yuan stood under the car and moved his body that had been sitting and not moving for a long time. Xiong Weixin lifted the back door of the sea lion and threw the trolley case on the back seat.

Xiong Weixin, who had put his luggage, looked at Liang Yuan bent down near the car door and twisted his butt, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyuan. Are you interested in learning real military fist from Uncle Xiong?"

Real military fist?

Liang Yuan was happy at first, and it sounded like the exclusive skill of the special forces. He should be very noble. He was about to say yes, but in a blink of an eye, a terrible idea emerged, which immediately dispelled Liang Yuan's interest.

"Forget it, let alone military fist, I can't beat Feifei even if I learnt the turtle fist. After learning this thing, Feifei won't be pulled out to compete every day. Then it's really worse than death."

Thinking of Song Fei who was inserted into the snow pile with his head facing down, Liang Yuan's face was full of luck that he was not fooled, but he still had a lingering fear.

Sure enough, as soon as Liang Yuan finished speaking, an extremely crisp "Oh" sound came from the car. Liang Yuan could understand the unwillingness in the sound through the carriage, which shows how disappointed the owner of the sound was.

"Uncle Weixin is not authentic." Liang Yuan said with a wry smile.

"Haha. You little bastard made Uncle Xiong wait for half a year, and he was almost blamed for his subordinates to die."

Xiong Weixin was very bachelor, so he directly admitted that he was conspiring with Ning Wanfei.

Liang Yuan knew that Xiong Weixin had good intentions. Since the three of them created AXBX, Ning Wanfei suggested that all three of them learned a few kung fu and gained strong support from Liang Yuan's close relatives and friends.

After being with the twins for so many years, Liang Yuan could not see Ning Wanfei's sinister intentions below.

Although Liang Yuan also knew that as the company grew larger and larger, it was a good choice to learn a few kung fu to defend himself. However, when he thought that he would be cut and tackled by Ning Wanfei, Liang Yuan wisely gave up this idea.

At that time, Ning Wanfei also mentioned it casually, and Liang Yuan used no time to fool him. Liang Yuan could not have thought that Ning Wanfei was obsessed with this matter, and actually told Xiong Weixin to conspire with him, and almost brought herself into a "pit".

First, Liang Yuan shook his head helplessly and got into the car. Xiong Weixin opened the front door of the sea lion before he could get in. With the screams of the brakes, a Mercedes-Benz car stopped next to Xiong Weixin.

As the dark brown car window descended, Ouyang Wenhui's head with a 37-style split head was exposed.

"Oh, the girl who usually spends international currency is still riding in such a rag? You don't even know what brand this car is, right? I will teach you for free. The minibus waiting for passengers in Hong Kong Xiaotianxing Pier are more elegant than this car." The extreme excitement made Ouyang Wenhui's voice slightly sharp.

Xiong Weixin frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Ouyang Wenhui.

When he found out that Xiong Weixin, the fierce god, turned his head and thought he would die just now, Ouyang Wenhui suddenly shrank his head with a sudden meaning, and a sound of Peng hit the upper edge of the car window.

Looking at Ouyang Wenhui sitting in the car and his conditioned reflexes were like a turtle, the two girls burst into laughter heartlessly.

As for Ouyang Wenhui's words, the two girls completely ignored it. Not to mention the birthday gift worth hundreds of millions a year ago, just the one who created a birthday gift worth hundreds of millions a year ago is enough for the two girls to be immune to all the show-offs in wealth.

I miscalculated again. Listening to the giggle that looked like a silver bell, Ouyang Wenhui was a little doubtful if today was his unlucky day.

Even though he was separated by two cars, Ouyang Wenhui could feel the happiness and joy in the laughter.

From Ouyang Wenhui's professionalism, this kind of voice that can perfectly convey emotions is definitely a necessary quality for first-class singers. Unfortunately, the voice owner is now conveying humiliation against Ouyang Wenhui.

"Your mother is so good, you're full and you're not sick..." Ouyang Wenhui, who was angry and embarrassed, cursed, for a moment, even forgot that the other party was from the mainland, and his mouth was in Cantonese.

When Liang Yuan often went on business trips in Hong Kong in his previous life, due to the strong economic rise of the mainland, Mandarin has taken root in Hong Kong, which is completely different from the situation in which he could not live in Hong Kong without Cantonese and English in the 1980s.

Although Liang Yuan doesn’t know much about Cantonese, he can still tell the obvious swearing words of your mother.

Liang Yuan opened the car window and made a gesture to Ouyang Wenhui that countless countries and nations on this planet understand each other, and raised his middle finger.

"You are a treacherous, Doubi, 213..."

In a blink of an eye, countless sarcastic words appeared on the Internet that were popular in later generations. After the new words were revealed, Liang Yuan expressed the swear words that started with F in only one in more than ten different languages.

After someone finished scolding, he closed the car window neatly. Not only Xiong Weixin, who was listening, but also two girls, the sea lion and the Mercedes-Benz driver, even Ouyang Wenhui who was scolded, was stunned. Although swearing is not a good way, it can be expressed in more than a dozen languages. In the 1980s, when there was no Internet, it was a bluffing skill.

After cursing, Liang Yuan smiled embarrassedly as he looked at him incredibly, and said, "The pressure has been a bit too high recently, and it is rare to have a chance to vent."

After hearing Liang Yuan say this, Ning Wanjia's surprise in her eyes was suddenly covered by strong emotions. The two girls knew exactly what Liang Yuan was planning.

Although Ning Wanjia's understanding of how difficult this kind of thing is, if you have some business knowledge, you will know that it will be an extremely difficult thing. As the only decision-maker and main promoter of the incident, Liang Yuan can imagine the pressure on him.

Xiong Weixin had already learned most of the news from Tang Wan before coming to Hong Kong. After hearing Liang Yuan mention that the pressure has been a little heavy recently, he couldn't help but sigh and used billions of dollars to acquire assets worth tens of billions of dollars. The pressure of such decisions will not be small.

Thinking of this young man who was regarded as a genius by countless people, Xiong Weixin suddenly felt a smile.

He put away his smile, and didn't know where Xiong Weixin turned out a pistol with a black light. After Gra loaded it, Xiong Weixin raised his hand and pushed the muzzle against Ouyang Wenhui's forehead.

"Give you a last chance, get out, or I will break you!"

Just like a few minutes ago, Ouyang Wenhui still did not dare to leave half a sentence. In less than five seconds, Mercedes-Benz, who was frightened, turned out of the parking lot with a loud sound of the tire, and a staggering trajectory.

He casually held a gun flower, and the black pistol disappeared by Xiong Weixin in a blink of an eye.

"Where is Xiaoyuan staying? Have a good chat with Uncle Xiong later. Your aunt Ning said that as long as it is not a murder or arson, Xiaoyuan can ask Uncle Xiong to help."
Chapter completed!