Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Pan Zhenlin first took out a pair of gloves and put them on, then untied the knot on the paper bag and took out a thick stack of drawings from inside, pretending to look at it.

On the first page of the printed drawing, there is a string of letters representing the name of the machine, followed by a few large characters of the switch technology freezing drawing.

Below are the drawings and instructions.

Pan Zhenlin is not a professional on the exchange either, he knows all the words but he doesn't know what they mean when they are connected together.

As for the blueprints, he didn't know much more.

"Mr. Wan! Can I take this drawing back and study it?"

Wan Feng sneered for a while: "Pan Zhenlin! Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

Pan Zhenlin scratched his head in embarrassment.

This request is indeed a bit excessive.

The two parties are not familiar with each other at all, why should you take it away when they meet for the first time?

If you take it away and don’t bring it back, where will people find you?

Chapter 1723丨What do you read?

Pan Zhenlin also knew that it was impossible for him to take away the drawings.

The other party is obviously not an idiot, so just taking it away like this is just thinking about it.

But he is not reconciled to buying it like this, what if it is a fake?

He really can't tell the truth from the fake.

After thinking about it, Pan Zhenlin patted himself on the head.

Did he lose his mind when he heard the news? Why didn't he call two technicians over in advance?

He is Kang Hui's agent. Although Kang Hui uses the technology of Japan's stupid Fujitsu, there are still senior technical personnel in the company. Wouldn't it be over to ask two of them to come over and identify them?

"Mr. Wan! Do you think this is good? Let me find someone knowledgeable to come over and see if it's okay?"

Wan Feng nodded: "Of course it's no problem, just take a look!"

"Wait a minute, I'll go out and make a call, and I'll come as soon as I go."

After Pan Zhenlin went out, Wan Feng thought for a while, picked up his mobile phone and made a phone call.

After the phone call, Wan Feng sat in this teahouse with Han Guang's family and waited boredly for Pan Zhenlin's return.

This teahouse is about four meters long and three meters wide. There is a window facing the building outside. Judging from the height, they should be on the third floor now.

Wan Feng didn't think too much about which floor he was on, instead he thought of what physical reaction would happen if a family of three lived in such a space?

This is not a whimsical and brain-dead problem, because the people of Xiang-Hong Kong are running wildly on this road.

After a few years, ten years or even twenty years, most families of Xiang-Hong Kong residents will live in such a large space.

Ten flats and twenty flats are their future home.

They live in a big space like squashed crickets, and they have no regrets.

What makes Wan Feng strange is that many years later, instead of raising the flag and shouting for such a bad living environment, they ran to the street to fight for the free travel of the people.

How idle it is!

About ten minutes later, Pan Zhenlin finally came back with two people who looked like technicians.

One of the two technicians looked older and the other was very young, both wearing glasses.

The two of them didn't seem to look at Wan Feng and Han Guang's house, and went straight to the tea table.

"Mr. Wan! Show your information to our technicians."

Wan Feng took out the materials again and put them on the tea table.

The young man was the first to look at the materials. While the young man was flipping through the materials, the middle-aged technician stood in front of the window and looked at the street scene outside the window, as if a philosopher was thinking about life.

"Why is this information different from the HW18 switch?" The young man said in a slightly surprised tone after reading it for a few minutes.

"Why is it different? Take a good look." Pan Zhenlin reminded.

"It's really different. Although it looks similar in general, there are many key points in it that are unreasonable, and some of them are even scribbled on."

"Xie! You mean these blueprints are fake?"

"It can't be said that all of them are fake. Some of them are still valuable, but the value is not great."

Wan Feng forgot to blink.

fake?

Things from my own home turned out to be fake?

Isn't this a train kiss - is it a ghost (track)?

Pan Zhenlin looked up at Wan Feng: "Mr. Wan! My technical staff said that your drawings are not all true!"

Wan Feng didn't answer, his mind was running fast.

His head is now like a universe, and brain cells are the stars, big and small, rotating at high speed, fission, and explosion.

After running for about 3000 million cycles, Wan Feng sorted things out.

I told Pan Zhenlin that the information was obtained by his subordinates, so the impression left in Pan Zhenlin's mind was that he didn't understand the information.

If you don’t understand it, you can be fooled, just find someone to say that there is a problem with the information and it’s over.

The reason why Pan Zhenlin's people didn't say that the information was fake was to leave a gap for them to buy.

If they insist that it is fake, they will buy it later, wouldn't that be a slap in the face of themselves!

Since it is fake, you still buy it?

He said it was half-truth and half-false, so he had an excuse to say that he bought the part that was true, and of course he would not give too much money.

This is also a means of lowering prices.

Have the paralyzed current liars evolved to this advanced stage?

"Hehe! Manager Pan, it's impossible. They say that you can't do things without a hair. I'm skeptical of this little brother's professional level. You can't find a street sweeper outside to pretend to be a professor, right? "