Chapter 8

  Yue Fei Dao said: "You just came back, do you want to rest for a while?"

  "Never mind, just drive over there."

  Siji Xuan, evergreen in all four seasons.

  The gate is made of black ancient wood, with two six-sided palace lanterns hanging in front. The hall is decorated in the style of an ancient living room, and the waitresses are all young girls dressed in a uniform.

  The scenery is a frequent visitor here, and the waiter is particularly enthusiastic. He directly introduced him to the resident's package room.

  A few people pushed the door in and saw an old man with a fat body, white hair, sitting next to several students. Yueshan had already taken his seat early.

  "Respectfully thinking it's probably that old professor, he first raised his hand and said: 'Professor Mo, nice to meet you.'"

  The old professor also stood up and said: "Good job, young man, you've made great progress."

  The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and then Yue Fei said: "All the dishes have been served, let's eat first."

  Everyone nodded in agreement.

  Fell down and sat, eating and drinking.

  This is just a meal, nothing special. One moment someone says this dish is delicious, the next Professor says my student's grades are good, and then they talk about their research, but it's all superficial conversation.

  Admire how they don't know their own meaning, it's just to make oneself bow one's head first.

  However, now this technology is really introduced from abroad, and it's inevitable to waste some effort. This old professor can do that, which saves a lot of trouble. He doesn't want to be taken advantage of by others either, so he just lets him boast and toast continuously.

  After a while, the old professor got drunk and became dizzy, saying: "When I was in Germany before, those Germans looked down on me. Now their technology is outdated, and they are begging for my favor. So, you people, don't spend all day sending gifts and flattering others, it's useless! The most important thing is to enrich yourself, no one can be relied on, only oneself."

  One of them poured another cup of wine for the old professor and smiled: "What you said is true, nowadays people lack your simplicity and purity, this is how one should do academic work."

  The old professor nodded and said, "The young man is right."

  "Haha, I haven't read any books, but seeing someone like you makes me feel especially envious. My parents think I'm not capable of achieving anything, but after meeting you today, it's as if a lightbulb has gone off in my head. Professor Mo, let me toast to you first - regardless of whether you acknowledge it or not, from the bottom of my heart, I consider you my teacher."

  Professor Mo smiled and said: "Ah, among three people walking together, there must be a teacher. I just casually say a few words, what's important is that you have this heart."

  The young man smiled and said, "You're right."

  "Professor, you are a great man, but your knowledge is beyond our reach. Take your research on welding technology for example, we can't even recognize the letters. So we just listen to your words and enjoy the sound."

  "Young man, that requires skill. At your age, I had already mastered some techniques. How can you have time to watch this if you spend all day hanging out in places like this?"

  The young man poured wine and said: "Professor, what you said is true, but I do know a bit about it."

  "Oh, then you tell me."

  "I know that steel plate is only a few millimeters thick, can't get wet, can't fall ash, technical requirements are very high, it's the technical core of the whole ship, what's it called, yes, riveted steel."

  The old professor was taken aback, nodded in agreement, and for a moment couldn't figure out the other person's intentions. This young man actually knew so much. But fearing he would lose his composure, he responded with: "You're absolutely right." And then added: "Everyone at CEO Jing's place is talented."

  Jingyang smiled and said: "No need to be polite." He also ordered someone to add more wine.

  That young man just now was probably well-prepared and knew a lot, even the old professor suspected himself. He wanted to make money with his skills, but the other party seemed to know everything. Were they just trying to buy equipment? That would be a big loss.

  After some final negotiations, they each made concessions and agreed on a verbal contract.

  It's worth it anyway.

  Yue Fei saw the man off, and Jing Yang tidied up his clothes, feeling that today was quite smooth. He had clinched the deal without even drinking a drop of wine, and since he hadn't had any liquor to upset his stomach, he felt refreshed and clear-headed all over. He decided to head back early and directly entered the elevator.