Everyone present couldn't help laughing. Comrade Lao Xu gave a thumbs up. He did not regard this as a child's joke, but took it seriously and praised: "Not bad, our Youyou is good.

I have great ambitions in my heart.”

After saying that, he looked at Taotao, who was playing with a pencil sharpener silently, and asked, "What does Taotao want to do when she grows up?"

When she heard her name being called, Taotao paused while fiddling with the pencil sharpener, raised her little head, and thought seriously, "I want to invent things like my brother."

Her brother can make airplanes and transform into cars, which is amazing.

"Oh? Then what did you invent?" Everyone's eyes focused on Taotao.

Taotao shook her head, "I haven't thought about it yet. I want something very convenient, such as shoes that can walk by themselves. When I don't want to walk, I just need to think about it and it will go where I want to go. It can also help others."

Wearing clothes...I will tell my brother when he gets fat..."

This concept is still relatively vague, and she can't even explain it herself.

Su Yue: "..."

Sure enough, the development and progress of science and technology are driven by lazy people.

In this way, a few days later, Yang Qing handed Su Yue a document and said: "Mr. Su, these are the special schools in Beijing that I collected. There are 3 schools in total. They are all listed above. Take a look."

"It's so fast, let me take a look first." Su Yue raised her eyebrows and said, picked it up and flipped through it, and quickly finished reading it. There are currently three schools for disabled people in Beijing, one is specially designed to close the ears and cannot hear, and the other is deaf.

The first one cannot speak, and the last one cannot see and cannot speak.

The information collected by Yang Qing is very comprehensive. It not only explains the location and size of these three schools, how many students they accept, whether there is state support, how difficult life is, etc., etc.

All three schools are funded by the state, but because they are in urban areas and the school leaders are good at marketing, the funding they receive is much greater than that of the third school. In addition, there are also funding from various enterprises.

In comparison, the third school is located in the suburbs. Looking at the photos taken by Yang Qing, the school site is very small. Two rows of brick houses are surrounded by tall walls. There is not even a playground.

Yang Qing said: "Mr. Su, do you want to fund a third school?"

She felt that the children in the third school were the most pitiful. She took the photos herself. Those children sitting in the classroom and fumbling to learn made people feel sour in their hearts.

Su Yue didn't speak. She held her forehead with her fingers and thought for a while, then said for a while: "You arrange a time, I will go to all three schools and then make a decision."

You can't tell the deeper content by just looking at the pictures and text. You still need to conduct on-site inspections. After all, it is not a one-time grant.

She wanted to do it in the long term, at least ten years or more. It would be a big expense if the water flowed down over time. She had to go and see for herself.

Yang Qing nodded, "Okay, then I'll contact the school first and let them prepare."

At this moment, there was a burst of noise outside, the sound of tables and chairs being pulled, and the sound of quarreling became a mess.

Su Yue frowned, "What's going on? Is it ridiculous to be so noisy during working hours?"

Yang Qing was also confused. She said, "Mr. Su, I'm going to see what happened."

But before Yang Qing could go out, the closed office door was opened from the outside, and several people squeezed in. The leader was the director of the packaging design department, followed by three employees from the design department, including Ding Xuyao.

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He had an angry look on his face, clenched his fists tightly, and suppressed his anger and said, "We'll ask Mr. Su for comment."

"Just judge, we are not afraid, you thief, do you still have any sense?" the gay man named Li Ran choked.

"Who do you think is the thief?"

Ding Xuyao ​​rushed forward but was stopped by the minister, who said in a calm voice: "Xiao Ding, if you have something to say, please say it. It's not right to hit someone."

Yang Qing looked at the other people who were peeping at the door, and she lowered her face and waved to chase them away, "What are you looking at? I've finished my own work. If you think it's too little, I'll arrange more for you."

The expressions on the faces of those silently watching changed, and they immediately spread out and turned around, but their ears were still raised high.

Yang Qing closed the door to block the outside view.

Su Yue knocked on the table with her fingers and looked at them expressionlessly, "What are you doing? Where are you making such a fuss? Are you going to have a fight at my place?"

"Mr. Su, it's not that we want to cause trouble. It's Ding Xuyao ​​who copied Wang Haojie's design and instead framed Wang Haojie. I was so angry that I went to Ding Xuyao ​​to reason with him. We didn't want to cause trouble. As long as Ding Xuyao ​​apologized to Wang Haojie, forget it.

Who would have thought that Ding Xuyao ​​would beat him up?" Li Ran said loudly, as if he was defending his friend.

Ding Xuyao ​​looked at Su Yue, afraid of suspicion in his eyes, and subconsciously retorted, "I didn't copy Wang Haojie's design. It was originally designed by me, Mr. Su, as you know."

But this sentence seemed pale and weak under Li Ran's plausive words.

Li Ran sneered and looked at Ding Xuyao ​​disdainfully, "You don't have to worry about blowing the whistle. When will you, an architectural designer, know how to design packaging? One day, will you also keep the designs of the clothing department as your own?

have?"

Ding Xuyao ​​glared angrily, his chest heaving with anger, "Don't talk nonsense, I won't copy other people's works even if you kill me."

"Then that's it now!"

Su Yue closed her eyes and opened them to look at everyone. Comrade Wang Haojie, the other protagonist of the incident, did not speak. He only showed a look of helplessness on his face.

Li Ran was even more excited than Wang Haojie, but he didn't know that in Su Yue's eyes, he was just a gun, specializing in hitting the first bird.

She looked at the director of the packaging design department and said calmly: "Tell me, what's going on?"

The minister actually didn't know what was going on. Before he understood the matter, he didn't know which one to believe, so he organized a few words and said: "This is Mr. Su..."

The bottle design of the jam series was rejected several times by Mr. Su and asked to be redone. The minister, under great pressure, finally decided on the final version, which was the work of Wang Haojie from his department.

Just as he was about to show it to Su Yue, the design accidentally fell out in the corridor and was picked up by Ding Xuyao. When he saw the signature at the bottom, he raised his voice and said that this was his design. Why was Wang Haojie's name written on it?
Chapter completed!