"Are you a scientist? Can I know your name? You must know that your idea is very important. I look forward to interviewing you again in the future." Miles no longer regards Zhao Ye as a small person.
, a person who can think of chemical experiments when making an airplane, how can he be a small person?
"My Chinese name is Zhao Ye." Zhao Ye had no intention of hiding anything. The news just now was just a meeting gift. If he couldn't arouse the other party's interest, it would be a failure.
"Can you tell me which hotel you are going to stay in? I would like to wait for the right time to visit you again."
"I'm sorry, even I don't know which hotel I will stay in. So, I can't tell you." Zhao Ye shrugged, expressing his helplessness.
"Mr. Zhao, can I know which school you graduated from? Also, when will your idea on the road be written into a paper?" Miles wants to know more information so that his manuscript can produce more results.
Great power.
"I graduated from the Physics Department of Beijing University in China. I don't plan to write a thesis, but I will register a patent for this technology in the near future. I think it won't be long before you can find it!"
"Um, sir, you said you majored in physics? Are you sure you didn't speak English?" Miles was confused by Zhao Ye. You, a physics major, want to register a chemical patent? And you're on a plane.
What method did you come up with in such a short time?
"Yes, Department of Physics, my major is electronics and electrical engineering." Zhao Ye said again.
"Oh! Then you are really a genius! Do you have any patented technology in your field?" Miles was extremely curious at this time, and he suddenly felt that he had dug a big melon.
"Well, there are some." Zhao Ye smiled low-key.
"Um, something? Can I know which field it is?" Miles had already taken out his shorthand notebook at this time, preparing to record Zhao Ye's words.
"It's basically concentrated in the field of microelectronics. There are more about integrated circuits. There are about two hundred items." Zhao Ye's words once again shocked Miles. He had to confirm with Zhao Ye again to confirm.
It's not a slip of the tongue.
"You are really an amazing scientist! You can actually achieve such achievements in different fields!" Myers didn't think Zhao Ye would lie on this issue. You know, scientists value reputation more than politicians.
No scientist would tell such a lie.
Zhao Ye smiled politely, and then saw that Captain Wang over there had finished the interview and was about to set off again, so he quickly said goodbye to Miles and followed.
After leaving the airport, the group followed Luo Jiajun, who came to pick them up, and boarded a minibus.
"Comrade Jiajun, how are your family members?" Wang Wenxue started the chat mode as soon as he got in the car. Luo Jiajun is a Chinese here who was contacted by our special department, and one of his uncles is from our side.
people.
Ever since the country decided to send a delegation, relevant departments began to contact some past relationships. After screening and inspection, Luo Jiajun was determined to be the host of the delegation.
We have not had any contact with the United States for more than 20 years, and we are full of strangers to this country today. Wang Wexue also wanted to learn more about the customs and customs here through chatting with Luo Jiajun, and also learned more about some of the
The Luo Jiajun in front of me.
After all, this Luo Jiajun was only in his twenties and had never met his uncle in China. Wang Wenxu was not sure at all about how much he recognized the people from China.
The exchanges along the way really allowed Captain Wang to master a lot of things. Not only Captain Wang, but also everyone in the team listened very seriously. Only Zhao Ye seemed a little absent-minded.
The car drove for more than an hour before we arrived at our destination.
Zhao Ye got off the car and looked at the hotel in front of him, feeling extremely speechless.
After all, we are an official business delegation from a major country. Our first stop in the United States is actually a motel, which is a bit of a shame!
"Yezi? Why are you standing there? Come in!" Standing at the door of the room, Director Yang shouted to Zhao Ye.
Although Zhao Ye was "dissatisfied" here, the others who came together did not have such thoughts. On the contrary, they saw the wealth of this country for the first time.
There are many rooms here. Although Luo Jiajun always said to arrange a separate room for everyone, Wang Wenxu still declined. In his opinion, even the double rooms here are very "luxury". He and others live here
, but you still have to pay money. Although Chinese people pay attention to how to make the poor rich, they will never spend an extra coin when they can save.
Everyone had been on a plane for such a long time. Not to mention the impact of the time difference and the average age of this delegation, the leader Wang Wenxue had to consider arranging for everyone to take a rest first.
Zhao Ye didn't do anything special. He also shared a room with Director Yang and started to catch up on his sleep, until he was woken up by a burst of loud music.
Zhao Ye sat up irritably. After he woke up a little, he saw Factory Director Yang opposite, also covering his head with a quilt and tossing and turning.
"Damn, what the hell!" Zhao Ye cursed irritably. Unexpectedly, Director Yang woke up with just this scolding.
"Yezi, don't say weird things! Don't you remember the rules on foreign affairs? We live here and they are already very welcoming. We don't want to complain."
Zhao Ye was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what he was doing. It's not like I live in vain, why should I accept this noise?
He walked out of the room without saying anything to Director Yang.
When he came outside the house, he happened to see Wang Wexue and a translator, communicating with someone. Zhao Ye thought to himself that Wang Wenxue must have reported the noise issue to the other person again. After all, this is a hotel, and a group of people are playing here.
Electronic music, it really makes people kick it.
"What's going on? What did the other party say?" Zhao Ye also came to them and asked Captain Wang what was going on.
"Forget it, the other party didn't listen to our advice at all. They even said that they performed the music in their own private property, so we should mind our own business." Wang Wenxue said helplessly.
"I'll go communicate with them!" As he said that, Zhao Ye was about to walk over there.
"Yezi, pay attention to the discipline and don't cause trouble!" Captain Wang saw Zhao Ye walking that way and hurriedly told him.
"Don't worry, leader. I'm not going to fight. We're just trying to reason with them. I'm not good at singing, and it's really torture to make such a loud noise."
"Then we must also pay attention to unity. This is not in the country. We should pay attention to Yao's influence."
"Don't worry, leader, I am the district teacher teaching them how to sing. This music has no national boundaries. I am also socializing with the people of the United States and mingling with the masses." Zhao Ye smiled and left Wang after winning the award.
Next to the group leader, he walked swaying over there.
What did Captain Wang say after listening to Zhao Ye's words? It's a bit weird. If this were in China, Zhao Ye's behavior would be considered normal. But if this activity is put abroad, is it possible that it will still be the same as here?
Do the people sing and dance together?
In fact, singing and dancing are not out of the question! This is also a very traditional working method of our organization.
But the problem is, we can’t!
Although music has no borders, it does have language and cultural background. If we sing him a song called "Xintianyou", they won't understand it, right?
Out of curiosity, Wang Wenxue also followed Zhao Ye to the fence. In the yard opposite, there was a group of young people playing rock and roll. Five men and one woman, Zhao Ye thought, this is probably not a combination or a band.
Bar.
Standing by the fence, Zhao Ye didn't say anything immediately. Instead, he pulled a chair from one side and sat down facing the band over there, becoming an audience.
A few people over there were a little unhappy when they saw that the person who had just come to discuss with them had come again, and this time he also brought a senior citizen with him. However, seeing that these people did not object to their singing and rehearsing, they also
He didn't say anything else, he just made a fist gesture towards Zhao Ye and the others.
Zhao Ye doesn't care. At this time, when people in the United States are proud, the entire society almost thinks that they are first-class people. Except for the existence of a country that always wants to fight with its boss, the rest are
It’s nothing to worry about. The strong national power brings confidence and arrogance to the people here. Zhao Ye is quite familiar with and misses this feeling.
After listening to them singing for a while, Zhao Ye felt that these people were just amateurs, whose level was just enough to make a living in a small, remote bar. Especially the electric guitarist, who sounded like a novice at first glance.
"Your method is wrong, man!" After listening to this for a short while, Zhao Ye couldn't stand the torture of such noise anymore, so he spoke.
"Hey! Shut up, you idiot. We let you listen to our music for free. You are lucky enough. Otherwise, if you want to listen, you have to buy at least a glass of beer." The older of the five men said.
"Haha, man, I'd love to drink beer and listen to music, but, man, don't you think your music is lacking something?"
"What? What's missing?" the man asked in confusion.
"It's missing a soul, guys. Music has a soul, and you're missing it."
"Haha, you sound like you know music. Do you know music?" The man obviously looked down on Zhao Ye. Actually, he was facing a group of bumpkins from the third world. Such people probably don't even know what the folk songs of the United States are.
You know. How dare a person like this talk to himself about his soul? Go to hell with your soul. You don’t even know if you have a soul!