Yang Yuying was thinking of bringing the aviation aircraft technology back to Dashun and making a gift to Xia Xiaoxue, so she spent a lot of effort on this, so even the translation work of Qindao University was slightly affected.

Fortunately, she is efficient and her work goes smoother than others after being affected. Mr. Zhu and others have no intention of opposing it.

At the weekly work summary meeting, Mr. Zhang even nodded and praised Yang Yuying's relaxed behavior over the past few months: "You should not be anxious to translate your works, especially the literary works you have been paying attention to recently. You should know that you cannot regard yourself as a tool. You must have thoughts and souls, and only the translated works will have life."

"You can go out for more walks, take a look, and have your own life, which is very important for any scholar."

Yang Yuying felt a little guilty when she heard this.

For her own affairs, she has really not paid much attention to these translation work recently.

After the meeting, Yang Yuying lowered her eyebrows and packed up her things, and seriously held the book and planned to work overtime in the archives room.

I would just go home two hours late tonight, at least I would stop working progress.

Half a month ago, Yang Yuying received a batch of German technical materials. In the past half a month, she had not completed one-third of them.

Although people are not in a hurry, the translation of the information can only be used as a reserve, and China cannot use it at all, but it is a bit unreasonable to be so lazy.

Yang Yuying shrank her head and slipped back to work in shame. As a result, the phone rang before ten minutes.

Her cheap uncle Zhou Xingzhi started yelling like a death-seeking ghost.

"Wan Niang, you said you were going to come to your uncle last month. You can say it for a month. Where are you? If you don't come, your uncle's hair will turn white next time you meet!"

Yang Yuying: “…”

"Today is your cousin's birthday. I'm away from home and there is no one at home. I'm so lonely. Come back to celebrate your cousin's birthday in the evening."

"He is also a commander after all. He only has my old bones by his side for his birthday, so cold."

Yang Yuying: “…”

Commander Song and Zhou Xingzhi treated her seriously. When this cheap uncle said this, Yang Yuying had to leave her job and get off work early. She even refused Yang Fan's invitation to go shopping together to buy clothes.

With Yang Fan's sad eyes, Yang Yuying headed straight to Sihai Hotel.

Song Qing, the commander, was simple. Since he came to Qindao, although many people have arranged a place to send him cars, houses and houses, he did not respond and settled in the hotel.

However, the presidential suite at Sihai Hotel is also very decent, and the living room is large, so it is very suitable to talk about official business.

Moreover, you don’t have to worry about staying in a hotel. The service is thoughtful, which is not a bad choice in Yang Yuying’s opinion.

If it were her, she would also stay in a hotel.

As soon as he arrived at the hotel, Yang Yuying saw Zhou Xingzhi standing in front of the stairs with a gloomy face, his eyes also looked extremely gloomy.

Before Yang Yuying could speak, Zhou Xingzhi turned around and saw her. He looked up and down. Seeing that she was dressed quite decently, he nodded: "Wanniang, go up."

Zhou Xingzhi paused and gritted his teeth, "I don't care what method you use to drive the woman above away from Song Yan!"

Yang Yuying: “…”

When she heard it, she could vaguely hear a woman talking upstairs, her voice very cute.

"... China is too backward. I have only been back for more than half a year. I can't eat well, sleep well, and feel uncomfortable."

"The United States is a free country, far away from war. You can go to business with me. With our strength, it is not difficult to gain a foothold in the United States. As a person, you should be more realistic."

"Although your security army is not weak, it is not strong either. Dongning Province is unstable. I think something will happen sooner or later. If you continue to stay, you will die on the battlefield one day, why bother?"

Zhou Xingzhi molared his teeth: "What's the best in the United States? Who hasn't been to it? A golden nest is not as good as a dog nest. I don't understand this truth! I want to enter the Song family's gate to death!"

For a moment, this uncle was incoherent.

Song Yan's voice was not heard upstairs.

Zhou Xingzhi winked Yang Yuying with all his strength. Yang Yuying laughed and put his bag on the sofa. There were fruits and snacks delivered from the restaurant on the coffee table. He brought them over and started eating happily.

"You girl!"

Zhou Xingzhi was so angry, "Go quickly, you don't understand. She knew that Song Yu had no woman around him for years, so she was so unwilling to give up. Song Yu and his grandparents tried all kinds of methods. This woman was like she couldn't understand human words. She was like she was just a plaster... Alas, anyway, she wanted to find a clean man. At first, she wanted to choose an American, but later she was cheated of him. She still felt that the Chinese people were more in line. After choosing, it was better for Song Yu to choose."

"Really, did our Song Wei follow her to choose?"

Yang Yuying listens to gossip while eating fruits.

The fruits at Sihai Hotel are very fresh, all of which are precious fruits. The big cherries are red and beautiful, and there is no place to eat them elsewhere.

It's okay to come here to celebrate Commander Song's birthday.

It’s great to eat some fruit, enjoy high-end red wine, and taste delicious desserts.

However, if you care about girls chasing men, isn’t that full? Commander Song himself didn’t say anything…

The upstairs was silent for a moment.

Song Yu didn't know what he said.

The pretty female voice suddenly raised: "The country is destroyed? The country should have perished long ago. What kind of life do the people live now? How bad is life? How many people die every year, you can't see it? Don't know?"

"I think China might as well become a colony of European and American powers. Well, if possible, it would be better to become the territory of the United States directly. If China can become part of the United States, no matter how badly it is, it will become part of Japan, and all the people will become Americans and Japanese. Then more than ten years ago, everyone would have lived a wealthy life. How could it still be as hungry as it is now, and wars are frequent!"

"I think this day is not far away. Although Japan is not satisfactory, it is better for people to come and save China than not."

Yang Yuying stood up from the sofa with a rub.

The sound continued.

"Song Yan, don't be stubborn. This place where backward and poor and has no hope is not worth your nostalgia. Come back to the United States with me, we..."

Yang Yuying went upstairs in three or two steps, and as soon as she got up, she saw the woman talking.

A girl with a large wavy curl, very tall, but also very thin, she was wearing heavy makeup. Although she looked vulgar because she was too thick, she could tell that her facial features were very beautiful and she was a beauty.

Yang Yuying didn't look at her and asked Song Yu directly: "Cousin, isn't this person a Chinese?"

Song Qing had a calm face and lowered his eyebrows: "Wang Cui, a native Chinese, my high school classmate, went to the United States to study five years ago."

Yang Yuying nodded: "Let her go."

Song Yan was stunned.

Wang Cui frowned: "Who are you?"

Yang Yuying ignored her at all, just pretending she couldn't hear it, and turned her head to face Song Yu downstairs and said, "I have a vicious habit, so I don't live in the same room with the dogs who don't know how to guard the house and take it away."

Song Yu held her breath and rushed up the stairs a few steps, leaned against Wang Cui, pinched her cuff with one hand, and pulled her outward.

Obviously, Wang Cui didn't expect that someone would attack her. She didn't notice it for a while and walked down a few steps before screaming.

"Song Wei, you dare!"

“%…#@￥%…”

Yang Yuying looked up at Song Wei, and saw that his eyes were slightly red, and she was shocked: "Commander Song?"

Song Yu raised his hand and glanced at him. When he fell, he was the cold and harsh commander of the security army.

"sit."

He greeted Yang Yuying and sat down for a moment, and finally explained, "Although her words are absurd, our soldiers cannot protect the country and the people... As a result, the people raised by the motherland have such a ridiculous idea, how sad!"

Yang Yuying was silent.

Song Qing sighed: "...Let's have a meal."

Today is Commander Song's birthday, and Zhou Xingzhi still attaches great importance to it. The Wang family lady Wang Cui, whom he hated, was directly bombed away. He was happy for a moment and simply opened two bottles of good wine and had a great drink with Song Qing.

Song Yu drank a lot of wine, stood up and walked over, picked up the gift box thrown aside on the ground, and gently opened it.

It contains a pack of desserts that look very delicate. Although it looks exquisite and has simple ingredients, it is all jujube cakes, osmanthus cakes, and red bean cakes.

Zhou Xingyi frowned and said angrily: "Song Yan, in terms of love and marriage, I have always supported you. Your parents and grandfather arranged blind dates for you. I never agree. Of course, you can choose the girl you like. You don't need that girl's family to be rich and powerful. I even thought that even if you plan to marry a Japanese wife, although I am awkward, I will still advise you to persuade your parents that if you marry a Japanese wife these days, you can still be our Chinese country. No matter which country's women, if you marry into our Chinese country, they will be Chinese people."

"But, Wang Cui really can't do it."

Zhou Xingzhi scratched his head, not knowing what to say, "She has a brain disease and can't cure it. If you marry her, what if the child you gave birth to in the future will follow her brain, then don't say that I am your uncle and can't afford to lose that person!"

Song Yu was so amused that he was so unhappy that he dissipated.

"I never planned to marry her, but I just felt sorry."

He suddenly remembered those old things.

Back then in Jicheng, Dongning Province, they attended No. 1 Middle School. Wang Cui was the most outstanding girl in the school. She studied very well and had a natural mind. She knew every time she knew, and would never forget her every time she saw. She always had the best exam. She was a well-deserved celebrity.

How many classmates envy her and respect her.

Later, she went to study in the United States, but no one found it strange that she was good at studying.

Song Qing has been cold-hearted since he was a child and has no friends, but Wang Cui is a rare friend of the opposite sex.

It is definitely fake to say that you have never been moved.

Which male student didn’t admire Wang Cui at No. 1 Middle School?

No matter how cold Song Yan is on the surface, he is an ordinary person who is curious about girls in private and has no heart to grow.

After years of this past, time has changed. When she sees Wang Cui again, she has become a confused woman who is looking down on the little girl around him and wants to drive out casually. Shouldn't he sigh?

"In the past, we went to the city library. I was so hungry that Wang Cui gave me these snacks. I didn't like sweet food, but after eating with her for two years, I got used to it."

Song Qing sighed lightly and picked up a piece of osmanthus cake.
To be continued...