The two of them came to the buffet restaurant, took some food, found a table in the corner, and chatted while eating.

After taking a sip of black coffee, Lu Xuedong asked curiously: "Xiuyuan, what are you planning to do?"

"Then do you have any suggestions?" Huang Xiuyuan asked with a smile.

Lu Xuedong, who was trapped in the familiar thinking and review office, had a little tangled expression, and finally answered the question seriously: "I don't know, but I don't recommend entering semiconductors."

This sentence surprised him very much. After all, Lu Xuedong was very concerned about the development of China's semiconductors.

Lu Xuedong, who looked bitter, sighed: "I also want to fool you into investing in semiconductors, but unfortunately, this industry is destined to be a bottomless pit, and you must be mentally prepared to not make a profit for 10 years and go bankrupt at any time."

Lu Xuedong, who was once full of passion, had already clearly realized the gap during his time at Harvard. If Huang Xiuyuan was a big boss in a state-owned enterprise, he would definitely be very vocal and fool the other party into this big pit.

But Huang Xiuyuan's little money was not enough to invest in the semiconductor industry, so he didn't want to cheat his brothers.

"It's really hard to enter semiconductors, but there's no way." Huang Xiuyuan said ambiguously.

Lu Xuedong, who was smiling bitterly, quickly persuaded: "You kid, don't be afraid of a newborn calf. Semiconductors are really not something small businesses can afford."

"I know, don't worry, I'm not stupid, I'm not stupid." Huang Xiuyuan had already felt the truth in his heart.

"Then what are you going to do?"

The question goes back to the beginning.

"My dad's old job."

Lu Xuedong, who was gnawing steak, almost choked. He quickly took a sip of coffee and asked in disbelief: "Change it?"

"Don't be surprised, it's just a trash, haha." Huang Xiuyuan smiled indifferently.

Lu Xuedong was silent for a moment, his face a little ugly: "But like this... you don't need to hire me."

The calm Huang Xiuyuan asked with a smile: "Xuedong, do you think that collecting rags does not require technology? This is a big question. If done well, it will be a big cake."

Lu Xuedong, who was frowning, searched his mind for a while, but still found no technology that could promote the great development of the recycling industry.

"I know you are confused, but I have the confidence to do it well and need your help."

Confused, Shui Lu Xuedong thought for a while and asked, "What do I need to do?"

"I need some new materials, so I have to set up a materials laboratory. In addition, you can also participate in R&D in computer programming." Huang Xiuyuan talked happily.

In Huang Xiuyuan's view, Lu Xuedong is indeed a rare talent. In addition to majoring in semiconductors and microelectronics, he is also proficient in materials science and computer software.

Even Lu Xuedong is not engaged in the semiconductor industry, but can also do material research and software design.

Moreover, how could Huang Xiuyuan's ambition be limited to picking up rags? In the future, entering the semiconductor industry is also an inevitable result. Now it is just a rainy day.

"No problem, I can do both material development and software design."

Huang Xiuyuan didn't want to discuss in depth here, so he changed the topic: "By the way, when can you apply for graduation?"

"It will take about a week to handle this experiment! I have completed my credits and thesis and can graduate at any time."

Huang Xiuyuan made a quick decision: "Then let's do it on February 10th! You can handle the matter here as soon as possible, then return to China, and visit your aunt casually, and then meet in Shanmei, Lingnan on the 15th."

"no problem."

After dinner, the two returned to their residence.

When he returned to the dormitory, he checked the computer as if nothing had happened, then compared the decorations in the room, and found that there was no change at all, so he felt a little relieved.

In a foreign country, no matter how careful you are, you can't be wrong. After all, the dirty things that Americans have done can be described as innumerable books.

Continue to catch broilers, another long night slips away in the cold wind.

In the next five days, he quickly cut off the mess of things here, received his graduation certificate, stopped borrowing from the laboratory, and destroyed the remaining brain inhibitors and all chemical reagents.

February 3.

He took his luggage and boarded his flight back home.

At Boston Logan International Airport, in front of the security check passage, he waved to Lu Xuedong, who came to see him off, and passed the security check calmly.

On the boarding bridge, he turned back silently and looked at the land. Perhaps he would never set foot here again for the rest of his life.

Due to international flights in Boston, there is no direct trip to Pengcheng Bao'an Airport, so you can only choose Hongqiao Airport in Magic City.

Before boarding the plane, he injected a high concentration of brain inhibitor, which could ensure that the super memory stability can be maintained for the next 60 hours.

After getting on the plane, he closed his eyes and rested, thinking about some things in his mind.

19 hours later, a Boeing passenger plane shrank steadily on the runway of Hongqiao Airport.

Huang Xiuyuan, who came off the plane, took a deep breath. Due to the time difference, the sky at Hongqiao Airport was in the morning.

After looking at the time, he didn't care about the time difference, he pulled his suitcase, looked at the information on domestic flights in the passenger event hall, and found the flight time he had booked in advance.

After more than an hour of waiting, Huang Xiuyuan boarded the plane again, and the plane from Hongqiao Airport to Bao'an Airport took off slowly on the runway.

The whole journey is two and a half hours.

As soon as he arrived in Pengcheng, he used his domestic mobile phone card to make a call: "Uncle Xiao, Happy New Year."

"Xiaoyuan, are you back?" The voice across the phone was filled with a hint of surprise.

Huang Xiuyuan said a long story short: "I just arrived in Bao'an. What's going on now when I ordered something a few days ago?"

"Don't worry, everything has arrived, I have also cleaned up a room."

"Please, I'll get home in the evening today."

"Your dad has gone to Shu Province. The key is with me. Remember to come and get it."

"Okay, let's talk when you get home."

“Be careful on the road.”

I hung up the phone and it was almost New Year's Day, so I had to go back by bus.

After several hours of bumpyness, he finally returned to his hometown at about four o'clock in the afternoon.

The bus went from the Shenhai Expressway to Shanmei City. His home was not in the urban area, but in Pubian Town in the suburbs. As soon as he got off the bus, he heard a familiar voice.

"Xiaoyuan!"

A middle-aged uncle came over to him while shouting.

The man was wearing a wide and old denim top, with tanned skin, dark red lips, and cracks caused by the cold wind, as well as bright eyes.

"Uncle Xiao, long time no see."

"Let's go home." Huang Sixiao patted his shoulder, took the suitcase, and dragged it to the tricycle not far away.

Huang Xiuyuan nodded, and the uncle and nephew talked and laughed along the way.

Huang Xiuyuan still trusts this uncle very much. At least at the lowest point in his life, the other party has been taking care of himself and maintaining the normal operation of the recycling factory.

Unlike several other employees, his father immediately took away several customers and took the opportunity to set up his own business.

Huang Xiuyuan didn't dislike the tricycle that was collecting scraps. The tricycle vomited a faint black smoke and headed towards the recycling factory.
Chapter completed!