Although Yang Yuying proposed the idea of ​​building bicycles, Yang Yuying felt that she was willing to help them do something because of what Master Wang and Wei Yong in the factory.

Since Wei Yong wants a bicycle, since he plans to buy it, he still can't buy it, and it's so expensive, they make it themselves, so it is naturally the best choice.

The things are made not by her alone, but by everyone in the factory. Her drawings are willing to draw them to save energy, and of course they are also willing to share them with all the workers and students in the factory.

Now that Dean Xin wants to do this business, even if he does it himself, she doesn’t even notify her of notifications, and she doesn’t think it’s inappropriate.

Money is of course a good thing.

But as long as Yang Yuying has enough money to spend, wants to eat delicious food, wants to wear clothes, and does not lack money for anything she wants to do, she has no motivation to make money.

Well, she now earns a lot of money for part-time jobs, and she costs fifty yuan a month.

Her shopping experience has passed, and the shoes and coats she wants to buy have also been handed over, so money has become less important.

Now that Yang Yuying can still get a free gift, there is no reason why she is not satisfied with it.

The lights in the factory were bright day and night, and the workers started working enthusiastically. Xin Guofeng was in a state of great enthusiasm for several days, and his spirit was getting better and better day by day, and his face was full of red all day.

The students of engineering often see them, Dean Xin happily traveling to the school leaders' office, whispering with others mysteriously, and then going out in a hurry.

There were many rumors in the school for a while, and some people said that the elder tree of Dean Xin had sprouts and was about to get married and marry the bride.

President Xin is fifty years old this year and has a wife who has passed away two years ago. He spent his early years on his studies, which delayed his personal problems. Now he has no children and is alone.

So many people believe that he wants to be a groom.

Fortunately, in just half a month, news broke out in the school that Dean Xin was going to give a ‘scholarship’ to the students of Qindao University.

Each student in the top ten final exams will be given a bicycle for each major college and department in the school.

Bicycles are made of Qindao brand and are produced by the school factory.

As soon as the news spread, the whole school was in an uproar.

That's a bicycle!

How expensive is a bicycle? I don’t know how many workers who work well and have high wages are frugal without eating or drinking for more than half a year, and they may not be able to buy one.

At first, it was said that it was produced by its own school factory, but the students felt that the quality might be a bit poor.

But no matter how bad the quality is, it is still a bicycle. Many students are already very enthusiastic about learning, but now they become even higher in an instant.

Nowadays, this thing is a hot item. If you resell it, you won’t sell it for 80 or 100 yuan. If you sell it for a year, you don’t have to worry about living expenses. You can save a lot and take it back to supplement your family income.

Within a few days, Dean Xin gave away ten of the first batch of prototype cars produced to the old professors in the school.

Some professors do not live in school, are far away from home, and it is inconvenient to go back and forth. Besides, Qindao University is very big, and even riding a bike on campus can save energy.

Ten red, yellow and blue cars appeared as soon as they were released.

That color and that line are simply too beautiful.

It is quite in line with the aesthetics of Chinese people.

Especially among these ten cars, one was given to Professor Sun from the Academy of Engineering as a special limited edition.

The entire handlebar of his car was carved into a phoenix spreading its wings and flying. The patterns were delicate and delicate. The leather seats were made of exquisite and exquisite. There was a beautiful basket woven with rattan in front and a bookcase hung on the back. However, the whole car did not seem complicated and heavy, and it was even more delicate. When he walked in the wind, there was a tiny bell sound, which was crisp and pleasant, and it even made a self-contained tune.

As soon as the car appeared, even Professor Sun was so indifferent that he couldn't help but show off.

I heard that several old literati professors deliberately drank, recited poems and painted for the car party, which was very lively.

This limited edition idea was thought of by Yang Yuying.

Back then, she accompanied the Marshal to travel around and watched the Marshal spend a lot of money on his own, just to buy a limited edition of the game. However, except for adding more posters and small gifts to those limited editions, the other ones are exactly the same as the ordinary version. To be honest, the cost is not much higher, but the price is several times more expensive.

Yang Yuying really doesn't understand why the limited edition can be sold so expensively, and so many people really praise it.

Although she doesn't understand it, it doesn't prevent her from making suggestions now and making money.

The effect is quite good.

As soon as President Zhao and Dean Xin announced that the school’s students, major colleges, departments and the final rankings will be awarded another limited edition Qindao brand.

This announcement was amazing, and Yang Fan couldn't help but want to make trouble. For several days, he muttered in Yang Yuying's ears every day, insisting that she would not be a lecturer and would go back to be a student.

"I just graduated last year, I would have been fine if I didn't."

Yang Yuying blinked: "Your instructor is Professor Wang? I remember what you said myself. She is very strict. Why don't you tell her that you are not capable of teaching now and feel that your knowledge is not solid enough. Apply for a year to study before graduation?"

Yang Fan: "That might be... I will never finish my career in this life."

Yang Yuying and Yang Fan have returned to the library's archives room and continue their translation work.

I have been working a lot recently and have been busy all day long. Occasionally, I talk about gossip and complain about noise, which is also a relaxing pastime.

Speaking of which, Yang Yuying has not figured out how Yang Fan is familiar with Yang Yuying now.

There are quite a few students and teachers who come to do translation, but they don’t come every day. Yang Yuying has not been here for a long time, and the people who work with her have changed several times.

Yang Fan has only taken a part-time job recently, but she is more familiar than her previous translator. She invited Yang Yuying to eat stinky tofu on the first day she arrived.

Well, it was not to invite her alone, but to invite all the teachers and students in the archives... Everyone was speechless.

The rules of Qindao University Library are quite strict, and you cannot carry food when you enter it. In the past, students didn’t go out in the library all day long. When they were hungry, they had to hide from the administrator secretly.

Of course, the administrator actually knows it.

Rules are rules, and favors are favors. Students are so hard to study. As long as they don’t go too far and dirty books, they will pretend that they don’t see them after eating a few bites of cake.

But stinky tofu... is a bit too much.

Mr. Zhu was there at that time. When he saw that there was stinky tofu, he quickly reminded Yang Yuying, who was sitting in front of the window to keep watch, and the others quickly eliminated the evidence of the crime.

If the administrator really wants to catch it, I will write an announcement on the blackboard newspaper to criticize them. If I point to a name or a surname, how thick-skinned will it be able to withstand it?

Then Yang Fan came over with a smile with a stinky tofu, and fed Yang Yuying two with bamboo sticks. So the two became so familiar. Not to mention being conjoined babies, it was rare to join the contract. They sat together during the translation and were at the same table during the meal.

Yang Yuying and Yang Fan chatted for a few words. Mr. Zhu's assistant over there was already dressed like a butterfly, holding various materials and books to distribute them one by one.

"The information is very precious. Don't take it out of the library. I will take it away after reading it and put it on the table."

The little assistant is very clear-headed and quick-witted. He throws it through and it is accurate and there is no mistake at all.

The last small thin booklet was placed on Yang Yuying's table in particular respect.

Yang Fanfei glanced at her and said seriously: "It's rare to bring a box of information to our Kobayashi today."

"But why do you just throw it away to our Kobayashi? You are so polite? You are so good at dealing with people, so you don't do that like this!"

The little assistant ignored her at all.

"Ms. Lin, this booklet was brought back from the principal's classmate from the United States. It is very important. Please give me a translation to the editor first."

Yang Yuying flipped over and raised her eyebrows: "Okay."

It is actually the most advanced data, including mathematics, microdecomposition analyzers, and physics and chemistry.

There is only one section, which can be seen, and this is definitely not all.

This information is very interesting. Yang Yuying reads the relevant content on the nameless scroll every night for more than half a month.

Sometimes it is extremely easy to break through the so-called bottom line.

In Dashun, Yang Yuying can also restrain herself from using the nameless scroll to spy on the secrets of various major families.

She had been very hard at that time, and with so many things, she was busy and lazy, so she hadn't become an unscrupulous intelligence dealer.

But the Chinese country who came here...

The Chinese country is surrounded by wolves and is backward in technology. Yang Yuying feels that she has found a good excuse.

Thinking about what the invaders did to this country, her moral sense, which was not very good, really could not stop her desire to peep.

The little assistant of Hua Butterfly smiled at Yang Yuying: "Please, Miss Lin, please come to me if you have any needs."

After saying that, she turned her head and her figure was swaying and gradually drifting away.

Yang Fan put one hand on Yang Yuying's shoulder, looked at the booklet in her hand with great curiosity, and looked at the mosquito circles everywhere.

“…It’s so difficult for you to understand?”

Yang Yuying slapped her head back, turned out all the information and stacked it in one place, then found a professional dictionary and started working.

Although she has a unique way to obtain information, it is not easy for her to translate these professional terms.

In the past, she translated 10,000 words of information, even if it was some difficult to translate in economics, it was more than enough for her to spend a day.

But now she thought it might take seven or eight days to figure out this thin book.

Of course, this speed is not slow either.

Other translations in the same room, such as Yang Fan, can translate about two thousand words a day, but even these two thousand words are not too slow.

Mr. Zhu and others do not require translation speed. After all, fast translation and good translation are two different concepts. Since most translations cannot be done quickly and well, it is the best choice to spend more time, more careful and more focused.

For three consecutive days, Yang Yuying only competed with this little booklet, and all her entertainment was suspended.

The first day, Yang Fan still had time to tell a few jokes with Yang Yuying. In the next two days, she even sneaked in her attempt to fish, and did not dare to make any strange noises, for fear of affecting Yang Yuying.

Seeing that there were more and more information on the small desk, manuscript paper was everywhere, and half of the bottle of ink was consumed. Yang Fan wanted to shrink to an ant size, so it would be better not to take up any position.

Day 5.
To be continued...