The news that the Institute of Mechanical Science had developed a new engine spread like wildfire.
For a time, the news spread throughout the forty-nine cities.
In the past few days, many units came to visit, but they were all rejected by Yang Jun.
It was still some time before the publicity meeting, and Yang Jun thought that he must not let them see the engine in advance, otherwise the publicity effect would not be achieved that day.
Of course, the propaganda conference is not for them to see, it is mainly for the people above.
Now is the era of planned economy, and all orders and targets are designated by the people above.
Therefore, on the one hand, I want the people above me to see the achievements I have made, and on the other hand, I want to get more orders.
The Institute of Mechanical Sciences does not have a well-established department like the steel rolling mill.
The institute does not have a publicity department, so Yang Jun directly handed over the tasks assigned by the publicity conference to the institute office and asked them to be responsible for this publicity matter.
Most of the people in the hospital office are young people who have no scientific research and experimental tasks, so they are very happy to be assigned this kind of work.
The young people were very motivated and in one day they had decorated the venue in a stylish way.
As a member of the hospital office, and due to her family background, Nalan Qingmeng is more motivated to work than anyone else.
She must take this opportunity to perform well and let everyone recognize her. She has not betrayed the trust of her leader. Of course, she mainly cares about Yang Jun's opinion.
Yang Jun visited the venue several times, put forward many suggestions for improvement, and taught publicity skills. He also designated Nalan Qingmeng as the host of this publicity conference.
Yang Jun's decision aroused everyone's jealousy.
It can be said that it is everyone's dream to appear at such an important publicity conference. They lamented that Nalan Qingmeng was so lucky.
There are even rumors that Yang Jun has an unclear relationship with her.
After all, Nalan Qingmeng was the beauty of the school, and it was common for leaders to bow to her.
Nalan Qingmeng didn't care about this at all. She was so beautiful, and she had been used to hearing such rumors since she was a child, so she had long been immune to them.
Now she only wants to do a good job and never let down Yang Jun's trust in her.
I got off work this evening.
After Yang Jun had dinner, he was ready to go back to the backyard to rest.
At this time, Sun Zhaodi ran over.
"Uncle Yang, someone is looking for you at the door."
Sun Zhaodi lived in the front yard and acted as the concierge.
Yang Jun was startled when he heard this, stopped and asked, "Who is looking for me?"
"He is the original owner of this yard."
After Sun Zhaodi finished speaking, she added: "And that beautiful sister."
Yang Jun glared at her.
I secretly blame her for speaking more and more nonsense.
Can't you finish one sentence? You have to say it twice.
It seems to be hinting at something.
"Okay, I understand. You go to the kitchen to make a pot of tea and send it to the living room."
After saying that, Yang Jun walked to the front yard.
When I came to the door, I saw Nalan Zhili and Nalan Qingmeng standing there looking at the lintel with nostalgia on their faces.
Seeing Nalan Zhili, Yang Jun was instantly stunned.
After the last goodbye, Nalan Zhili seemed much older than before.
The originally straight waist has now turned into a hunchback, and the few black hairs on the temples have all turned white, as if he had suddenly aged ten years.
"Master Na Wu, I'm a rare visitor. Please come inside."
Yang Jun said hello and invited them into his home.
"Xiao Yang, it's very rude for me and my grandson to visit me so late at night. Please forgive me."
Nalan Zhili looked apologetic.
Yang Jun waved his hand, supported him and said: "Master Na Wu, what you said is out of context. When you come here, you feel like you are at your own home. What's the presumption?"
"my home?"
Nalan Zhili murmured, looking dazed for a moment.
Yang Jun saw that he was immersed in the past and did not disturb him. Instead, he turned around and glanced at Nalan Qingmeng who was following behind him.
This girl was wearing a clean floral cotton suit today, and she looked very refreshing.
Seeing Yang Jun staring at her, Nalan Qingmeng felt embarrassed.
His face turned red, he felt slightly blessed, and he called softly,
"Mr. Yang."
"Yeah." Yang Jun nodded towards her.
"Master Na Wu, it's cold outside, go in and talk."
"Okay, okay, let's go in and talk."
Na Wuye and Yang Jun walked side by side in front, Nalan Qingmeng followed behind.
From the corner of their eyes, they could see that they seemed to be looking at the yard intentionally or unintentionally.
They were looking to see if the yard was exactly the same as when they lived there before.
When they came to the living room, Sun Zhaodi had already made tea. Yang Jun waved his hand and asked her to go down first.
Afterwards, Yang Jun poured a cup of tea for his grandfather and grandson.
The atmosphere is a bit heavy.
Yang Jun could tell that their grandfather and grandson came here with a request today.
It's just because of face, no one can speak rashly.
Come here for a while and have a cup of tea.
Nalan Zhili finally spoke.
"Xiao Yang, I have two things to do here today."
"The first thing is, thank you for promoting and re-employing Qing Meng. Without your care, this girl Qing Meng will definitely be affected by our family, and she might still be sweeping the floor in the yard now."
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Old man, you're welcome. Miss Nalan is a talent. Talents should be used in their proper positions and should not be wasted on sweeping the floor."
"You can't say that. It's all our family's fault for this child. Of course, it's also my fault that I don't have the ability to find a good job for her."
Speaking of this, Nalan Zhili fell into memories of past events.
"I had found several jobs for her before, but she was turned away because of her composition. Later, she managed to get her into the institute, but she was unexpectedly assigned to the position of sweeping floors. I was unwilling to do so at that time.
But there is nothing I can do, who made me incompetent."
"Fortunately, I met you. As soon as you became the dean, you transferred my Qingmeng to the hospital office, and even asked her to host the publicity meeting this time. This favor... I will keep it in my heart. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely do it, old man.
I'll repay you."
When Yang Jun heard this, he was moved by his feeling of licking the calf.
It is not easy to do this for your own children.
"Old man, you are just talking about this. After all, we are destined to help each other. Besides, Miss Nalan is so good, we can't let her sweep the floor all the time."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Yes, we are destined to be together. If it were not for this house, we would not have this fate."
Nalan Zhili pointed at the house and smiled.
"Haha, yes, it's so fateful."
After laughing for a while, Nalan Zhili suddenly darkened his face and stood up from his seat.
Bowed to Yang Jun.
Yang Jun was startled.
"You must not accept the Fifth Master. If you have something to say, please don't do this."
Nalanqing dreamed that her grandfather bowed to Yang Jun, and she could not sit still anymore, so she walked to the old man and supported him.
Nalan Zhili straightened up and said with excitement on his face.
"Xiao Yang, this is the second thing I asked you for today."
"I hope I can entrust this girl Qingmeng to you."
Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this and looked at him blankly.
"Old man, what do you mean? Why have you confused me?"
Yang Jun didn't understand the meaning of entrustment.
After all, his family has a great business and has hundreds of children and grandchildren. He is not the only outsider who can take care of him.
Yang Jun didn't understand what he meant and looked at Nalan Qingmeng in confusion.
"Miss Nalan, this is..."
Nalan Qingmeng's face turned red and she turned her head to the side shyly.
Nalan Zhili caressed her hand lovingly, and then said to Yang Jun,
"Xiao Yang, I don't have much time left, so I want to put this child in a good place while I still have breath."
"Old man, don't be joking. You are in good health and you don't dare to say such depressing words."
Although he said so, Yang Jun knew that during this meeting, the old man's health was indeed not as good as before. He looked old-fashioned and looked like he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
"Old man, was it last time..."
Yang Jun suddenly thought that it might be the sequelae left by the old man hanging himself to fulfill his promise last time. If that was the case, he would be blamed for his death.
"No, no, Xiao Yang, don't think too much."
The old man smiled bitterly, touched his lower abdomen with his hand, and said with a dead look on his face,
"There's something wrong with the liver."
At this point, Nalan Qingmeng could no longer bear it.
Tears flowed down his cheeks.
"Woo...Woo..."
"My grandpa had liver cancer. When he was discovered, it was already in the advanced stage. The doctor said he only had a few days to go home to prepare for the funeral."
Upon seeing this, Master Nawu wiped away the tears on her face with his hands and said calmly,
"Silly girl, don't cry. Grandpa has lived for so long and is already very content. I'm very happy to see you succeed in your studies, but I haven't been able to see you get a good family with my own eyes. Alas..."
"Grandpa, I... I will never marry in this life, I want to spend my whole life with you." Nalan Qingmeng sobbed.
"You're saying something stupid again. All the feasts in life come to an end, so just let nature take its course."
The old man seemed tired. After talking for a while, he felt out of breath.
After resting for a while, he turned back to Yang Jun and said.
"Xiao Yang, you are a good person and a capable person. For the sake of our acquaintance, can you take care of this girl Qingmeng for me?"
When Yang Jun heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.
"Old man, you have so many family members, Qing Meng's parents..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old man.
"Xiao Yang, if my sons can be trusted, why should I beg you?"
"Xiaomeng is the daughter of my second son. Her mother died in childbirth when she was giving birth to her. Later, the sinner married again. You know that not many stepmothers can be sincere and kind to the children left by their predecessors."
"I was afraid that Xiaomeng would be wronged, so I took her to my side and raised her personally."
"I'm afraid that after I die, those unscrupulous descendants will take over the house and property I left to Xiaomeng, so I entrust you to take care of her. I hope you will agree for the sake of a dying person.
"
After Nalan Zhili finished speaking, his face was covered with tears, and even Nalan Qingmeng couldn't stop crying.
When Yang Jun heard this, he thought about his descendants.
If one day the old man kicks his legs and closes his eyes, he might actually be able to rob the house and fight for the family property.
The old man doesn't ask for much.
He just hoped that Yang Jun could step in and stop the descendants when they were fighting for the real estate.
This request was not too much, and Yang Jun felt that he should help him both emotionally and rationally.
"Old man, I will accept your request."
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one will dare to touch your granddaughter."
