Zhao Lin didn't know what happened at that time, and asked Li Wenjun, but Li Wenjun refused to tell. But he absolutely believed that Li Wenjun would not do that kind of thing, so he felt deep disgust and hostility towards Guo Mingzhe.
He didn't know how happy he was to hear that Guo Mingzhe was so miserable.
The feeling was just like being bitten by a mosquito and then slapping it to death in your own hand. It was so relieving.
Li Wenjun could understand his best friend's feelings and comforted him by saying: "Calm down, don't arouse hatred and criticism from others because of this matter. Although we are not afraid, there is no need."
Zhao Lin didn't know what happened at that time, and asked Li Wenjun, but Li Wenjun refused to tell. Zhao Lin always believed that Li Wenjun would not do that kind of thing, so he had a deep disgust and hostility towards Guo Mingzhe.
He didn't know how happy he was to hear that Guo Mingzhe was so miserable.
The feeling was just like being bitten by a mosquito and then slapping it to death in your own hand. It was so relieving.
Li Wenjun could understand his best friend's feelings and comforted him by saying: "Calm down, don't arouse hatred and criticism from others because of this matter. Although we are not afraid, there is no need."
Zhao Lin grinned: "I know. I'm in the office of the electronics factory. Don't be afraid. By the way, there have been a lot of people calling to order in the past two days. I wrote down the phone number, unit and order quantity and model, so that they can all
I'll sign the contract when you come back in a few days."
Li Wenjun nodded: "Okay, wait until I get back."
Zhao Lin laughed so hard: "Yes, come back and kill Guo Mingzhe. Make him kneel in front of you and call daddy."
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Li Wenyong and the others defeated the Tungsten Mine Team in the semi-finals and entered the finals directly to compete with the Phosphate Mine Team for the championship.
Large photos of Li Wenjun flying up to block his opponent's shot and jumping up for a dunk occupy the first page of the Mining Association's newspaper almost every day.
The Tungsten Mine team has never lost so miserably. In the previous match against Pyrite, the difference was only a few points, but this time they lost by more than 20 points.
It's simply crushing.
The Tungsten Mine team protested to the referee, saying that Li Wenjun violated the rules, blocking shots and dunking.
The referee said coolly: "In international competitions, these are standard moves, just play like this. Don't talk nonsense if you haven't seen the world."
The Tungsten team then protested that the Pyrite team was using walkie-talkies to interfere with their game.
The referee rolled his eyes: "You interfered with one and showed me. He didn't turn on the walkie-talkie during the whole game. You are jealous that he has a walkie-talkie, right?"
The tungsten mining team also said that Li Wenjun and Li Wenyong were seeking revenge over the last time they ordered walkie-talkies.
The referee laughed angrily: "You two mining areas are separated by dozens of kilometers. What kind of personal grudges do you have? If you lose, you lose. There is so much nonsense. Do you have any sense of manliness?"
The provincial TV station heard about Li Wenyong and the others holding duplex walkie-talkies, and sent people over to interview them.
Li Wenyong was extremely nervous in front of the camera and microphone.
Li Wenjun was secretly amused.
In fact, the picture quality of this era was such that when it was finally broadcast, you couldn't even see the face clearly, let alone the expression.
The interview will not be broadcast in the end, it will only be edited into a frame and flashed, and then the announcer will read out the content.
So there is no need for Li Wenyong to be nervous. Even if he opens his mouth and does not make a sound, or directly reads: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, the final broadcast effect will be the same.
However, the reporter seemed to be more interested in the walkie-talkies that Li Wenyong and the others had than in the people. They even asked Li Wenyong and Sun Jie to stand inside the basketball court and talk to each other outside.
Li Wenjun looked at it from a distance and thought: Looking at it this way, the walkie-talkie looks a bit like the later Big Brother.
Well, you can consider starting to make bb machines and mobile phones.
However, this time he was really lucky. Not only newspapers but also TV stations gave him free advertisements.
He could foresee the orders coming in like snowflakes.
Until now, industries that most need walkie-talkies, such as hiking, archaeology, fishing, camping, exploration, surveying, and forestry, have not yet begun to place orders with him.
The market is still huge.
He is not afraid of not having customers, but he is afraid of not being able to finish the work.
Think about it, now that a patent has been applied for, the production of key components of simplex walkie-talkies can be left to the employees of the electronics factory.
He just concentrated on making duplex walkie-talkies.
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After the TV station left, Li Wenyong said with a serious face that he had something important to discuss with Li Wenjun, then returned to their room in the guest house and closed the door.
Li Wenjun was a little confused: "What is it? So serious..."
Li Wenyong said: "The provincial basketball team just came to me and asked me if I could coach them. Because you taught me these tactics, I want to ask for your opinion."
Li Wenjun said: "No problem, you go and teach them. But I have a condition."
Li Wenyong raised his forehead and asked, "Do you want me to help you hang up advertising banners when the provincial basketball team plays games?"
Li Wenjun grinned: "Yes."
Li Wenyong nodded helplessly: "I'll tell them about it."
Li Wenjun glanced at him: "What you want to say is not just this..."
Li Wenyong sighed softly: "You really understand me and human nature so well."
Li Wenjun felt a trace of bitterness in his mouth and asked, "Did mine manager Guo call you?"
Li Wenyong shook his head: "No. It was Guo Mingzhe's mother, Nurse Yang, who called Liu Dongmei."
Liu Dongmei has been studying with Yang Lu since she entered the hospital. Yang Lu is considered her master.
As long as Yang Lu opened her mouth, Liu Dongmei could only intercede, no matter how reluctant she was. But she was too embarrassed to call Li Wenjun, so she could only ask Li Wenyong.
Li Wenjun was a little funny: This was such a roundabout way. He had to sell this favor.
Li Wenyong added: "Mr. Yang said that we must go to her house to have a meal after we go back and have a good talk about this matter."
Isn’t this the Hongmen Banquet?
In fact, what is there to talk about? Guo Mingzhe has gone so far. If he hadn't been smart and had a thorough understanding of human nature, he would have been on guard early on. He would be the one who is upset and suffering now.
I wonder if that was the case, I wonder if anyone would plead for him, and whether Guo Jianguang and Yang Lu would ignore it?
Could it be that Yang Lu expected that it would be solved over a meal?
Li Wenjun lowered his eyes: "We'll talk about it then."
Li Wenyong also found this incident very infuriating, not to mention that he also knew about the disgusting things Guo Mingzhe had done before. If it had been anyone else, he would have taken the car back all night and beat that person until he couldn't even recognize his own mother.
But it happened to be Guo Mingzhe, the son of Guo Jianguang and Yang Lu...
He couldn't do anything for the sake of these two people, but he really couldn't force Li Wenjun to forgive Guo Mingzhe without conscience.
It's really a dilemma.
"We'll talk about it when we get back. Let's finish this game first. Anyway, it's not us who are suffering and afraid now." Li Wenyong patted Li Wenjun on the shoulder.
Li Wenjun raised his head and smiled: "Yes, let him suffer in fear for a few more days."
