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"Today's product technology is so mature...that...according to the company's cloud data algorithm, as of March last year, the market adjustment rate of the same type of products has reached as high as 85%..."

"Diehige Produkt technologiceist color hrausgereift... sodass... Nachdem Cloud-Datenalgorithmus des Uernehmens, vomlzten Mrzbisjzt, die Marktan passungs rate fürhnliche Produktehat 85%..."

In the conference hall with hundreds of people, the speaker is standing behind the podium and giving a powerful speech, while there are rows of audience sitting below. They have different skin colors and different clothes, but they are all at the left ear Hanging a snail-shaped black earphone.

The real-time simultaneous translation comes from the earphones. The translation sound is congruous and sparse, but it does not lose the correct pronunciation of German. The small bubbles at the end of the sound are like the warm sound of spring water falling into jade. , so that even if it is a high-intensity half-hour continuous listening session, it will not be tiring.

The meeting was not long, but the intensity was extremely high. When Song Rin came out of the simultaneous interpretation box, he felt exhausted, as if he had just experienced a battle of split personality.

Before Song Rin could catch his breath, the person in charge of the meeting came over with a smile and laughed.

"It's been hard work," the person in charge shook Song Rin's hand, "Our leader has booked a meal at Jiufulou, I wonder if Chief Song and your team have time to show you some respect?"

Song Rin shook hands with him with a smile, and he withdrew his hand to look at the members of Group B behind, asking, "Are you going?"

Jiufulou can be regarded as a gathering place for the rich in Nancheng, the location is hard to say, and the meals inside are expensive as hell, but even this does not hinder its reputation.

The members of Group B were a little moved, but they were too embarrassed to say it out loud. They looked at me and you in secret, and the atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Song Rin made a sound in time. He turned his head and said to the person in charge, "I must be free. I will ask Jing Yuan to take them there later, and I will trouble you to take care of them."

The person in charge waved his hand: "Where is that, then...Chairman Song, won't you go?"

"I still have urgent matters, so I won't go," Song Rin smiled apologetically, and he shook his phone at the person in charge, and the message box on it was constantly beating.

Seeing the situation, the person in charge also expressed his understanding, sent Song Rin the box number and left first.

Song Rin walked up to Fang Jingyuan, forwarded the box number to him, and told him: "Some bosses may come over at that time, just have a drink or two with you, don't get involved, after all, you have to go to work tomorrow, after dinner It’s okay to have a proper entertainment afterwards, but grasp the scale, hire a car directly after finishing the work, and deliver them home safely one by one, and I will reimburse the activity money and the fare money tomorrow.”

Fang Jingyuan nodded: "Okay, don't worry, I guarantee that all of them will go to work in full swing tomorrow."

"I've worked hard today," Song Rin patted him on the shoulder, "Let everyone relax and call me if you need anything."

Fang Jingyuan kept saying yes, but Song Rin didn't say anything more. After saying hello to the rest of the team members, he put on his bag and walked to the parking lot.

Along the way, the message box kept popping up, but Song Rin didn't care about it, as if it was left on purpose.Finally, after countless messages bombarded him, the other party finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a call came in.

Song Rin was not in a hurry to pick it up, and put the bag away in an orderly manner, connected the mobile phone to the Bluetooth phone in the car, and connected it only after it was connected.

As soon as it was connected, before the sound came out, the people on the opposite side died down, and there was no half of their eagerness.

Song Rin found it very funny, and started the car while joking: "Why are you silent, Comrade Lu Yong, didn't you keep sending me messages just now?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and finally my father couldn't take it anymore, and he let out a long sigh: "Don't embarrass me, have you gone to the studio?"

"On the way again," Song Rin lowered the car window and handed over the payment code, "I didn't say, Dad, why did you go to that deep mountain again? Didn't I tell you..."

"Oh, oh, ok, I see, this is the last time, the last time," Dad bluffed and raised his tone, "This mountain is quiet, and there is a new batch of ore pigments here, and many people have come in teams .Let me tell you, my new painting of the Great Compassion Bodhisattva lacks that kind of paint.”

It sounds like a lie. Normally, Song Rin might have let him fool him like this, but this time, Dad's behavior of leaving without saying hello made Song Rin lose his good temper.

Song Rin raised her eyebrows: "What you said, it seems that you have never painted before, is it such a coincidence? Is it just so lacking?"

There was an instant silence on the phone, and after a long silence, my father's lack of confidence came again, and his faltering voice came again: "It's just... such a coincidence. Oh, it's okay, let's not talk about it, my side is deep in the mountains. Lao Lin’s, the signal is not very good, you should hurry to the studio, the key you call the Maodou at the opposite door, that is, the shepherd dog at the opposite door, just throw it down for you. The row of paint is on the window sill in the back room, you must remember to The corks are tight, and then you move them to the table, you know?"

Dad is so forgetful, he has been away for many days, and he suddenly remembered last night that he forgot to cover the freshly ground ore powder before he left, so he called Song Rin in a hurry, asking him to go to the studio as soon as possible help.

In the end, Da didn't agree to say nothing, and directly exposed that he went into the mountain privately without telling Song Rin, which made Song Rin's already irritable and depressed mood even more dumb.

Song Rin wouldn't have cared about this if it had been in the early years, but in recent years, his father's health has been getting worse and worse. How can I resist.

But now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, Song Rin is also busy, so he can only use his temper and vent his anger on small things.In the end, I have to nagging and tell people to pay attention to their health.

Although these words are heart-warming, they will inevitably be annoying after listening to them for a long time. In the end, my father said hurriedly a few times, then found an excuse and hung up the phone.

Hearing the sound of disconnection, Song Rin was both helpless and funny, he shook his head, just as he was about to speed up, another call came in.

At first Song Rin thought it was Dad who had something to say, but when he saw the caller ID, the corners of his raised mouth suddenly froze.

The word 'mother' kept beating, and Song Rin couldn't help but take a tight breath, and the knuckles holding the steering wheel gradually turned white.He calmed down and made the phone call while exhaling.

There was noise from the street from Song Shuling's side, and her voice was full of urgency: "Song Rin, are you free now? Something happened to Xinghang School. I have to rush over there, but your grandfather will go out to meet someone later." Businessman, there is no one at home, you accompany your grandfather there."

Although it was literally an inquiry, but the tone was a cold order, only that bit of anxious panting that did not belong to Song Rin made Song Shuling look a little bit more real.

Song Rin's whole body trembled suddenly, and the cold surged up like an ocean of ice. He was sinking and sinking in the depths, and there was no one to rescue him, so he couldn't survive.

"Song Rin? Song Rin?" Song Shuling called out impatiently, "Are you listening?"

Song Rin responded with an uncomfortable reaction, trying to find her own voice: "I see, I'm going now."

Song Shuling hummed, and after telling her to hurry up, she hastily hung up the phone.

Hearing the sound of hanging up, Song Rin slammed the steering wheel, slammed on the brakes and stopped on the side of the road, then hurriedly took out the medicine bottle from the bag, took a bottle of mineral water and swallowed several large pills together.

I don't know if it's because of too many pills, but just after swallowing the pills, a sharp pain came from the throat, as if someone used a scalpel to break it open from the inside out.

Song Rin frowned uncomfortably, rubbing her throat while lying on the steering wheel.The chill rising from the spine of the tail crawled up the spine like bugs, Song Rin's hands holding the steering wheel began to tremble, and the panting sound between his nose became louder and louder, like a stranded fish that was dying.

The effect of the medicine did not occur so quickly, so the depressive emotions still occupied most of his mind, but at the same time, in the dark and rancid environment, there was still an efficient gear that was constantly helping Song Rin to sort out and analyze Given the current situation, list the most appropriate arrangements.

According to the observation of the proximal time, the onset of the drug effect is within 10 to [-] minutes after taking the drug, when the mood will calm down and the body shaking will stop.But drowsiness, nausea and vomiting will follow.

Now he is on Fenghuanghua Road, which is not a peak road section. It takes up to 25 minutes to go to Song’s house. When he reaches Beifeng Road in the middle, there will be a store at the intersection, where he can buy Jiayun’s mints, Red Bull and Xingshen stickers.

In just a few minutes, Song Rin planned all the arrangements, his emotions were still out of control, but his reason was also present.He finally took a deep breath, then stood up with the steering wheel supported, restarted the car, stepped on the gas pedal and drove towards Song Zhai at a steady speed.

Red Bull is drunk in the car, and the refreshing stickers are more effective when pasted behind the ears than on the temples. Jiayun's mints can not only suppress nausea, but also refresh the mind to a certain extent. This is what Song Lin has been doing for more than ten years. Find out the perfect match.

Although, he hoped he never had to figure this out.

When he arrived at Song's house, grandpa just came out of it. Song Rin clenched his hands tightly, trying to make it not shake so badly. He turned the car around and drove slowly in front of grandpa.

Probably because of what Song Shuling said in advance, Grandpa was not surprised to see Song Rin coming, and got into the car very leisurely.

Grandpa seldom wears bright colors, but today he not only wears them, but also puts hair gel on his hair. He looks like a leader who galloped in the mall when he was young. It seems that the businessman he will meet this time is very important.

Song Rin showed a smile, started the car and praised: "Grandpa is very energetic today, where are you going?"

"Yuanguan," Grandpa rarely smiled when he heard the praise, "I listened to Zen music, and I heard that a very respected master will be there to give lectures on the Heart Sutra."

Hearing what grandpa said, Song Rin responded clearly. Yuanguan is quite famous in Nancheng. It is a free vegetarian restaurant. It is said that the owner of the restaurant got enlightenment when he was confused. After enlightenment, he wanted to To give back to the society, this restaurant was opened, which is somewhat similar to Yuhuazhai.

But they are not the same, because Yuanguan not only serves food, but also regularly holds some Zen concerts, or invites some masters to come to give lectures and spread good thoughts.

Grandpa and Mr. Joe are regular visitors there. A pot of tea and three light meals are enough to kill them all day.Of course, they sometimes invite a few partners to have a chat over tea.

When we arrived at Yuanguan, many people had already come outside one after another. Song Rin's Wrangler was dawdling in the crowd, and it took a lot of effort to find a parking space.

Just when the effect of the medicine started to take effect, Song Rin had already started to feel sleepy, and being so crowded, he was inevitably a little irritable, and he used a little force when he got out of the car and closed the door.

Just as he walked around to the back seat of the car and wanted to ask grandpa to come down, grandpa suddenly sullen his face and shot Song Rin with dissatisfied eyes.

"A Lin, have I ever taught you not to use too much force when closing the car door?" Grandpa frowned slightly, and looked over with pressure in his eyes, "One is love, and the other is sophistication. You are so hard, Let the people in the car think."

Grandpa didn't deliberately lower his voice when he said this, but every word he said was pressed down like a mountain, hitting Song Rin's back heavily, bending him and making him breathless.

Song Rin's hand holding the car door was trembling, and he bowed his head reflexively to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, I was too impatient, and I will definitely pay attention in the future."

"It's not about paying attention." Grandpa staggered Song Rin's hand and got out of the car by himself, "but not to make mistakes again."

"Okay, Grandpa, I see." Song Rin closed the car door gently with lowered eyes.

Hearing Song Rin's answer, Grandpa raised his eyebrows slightly. He straightened his clothes and called Song Rin to the Yuan Pavilion together.

At this time, the light was turned on with the wind, the orange light was blurred and the stars were bright, and the figures around were moving around. Song Rin was struggling between sobriety and ups and downs, and all senses were gradually blurred and distorted.

"Grandpa Song."

Just when there was a blurred gap, a familiar voice came from the side, accompanied by the same woody ginger rose fragrance as her body.

Song Rin woke up instantly, he looked along the prestige, and looked up to meet Gu Zhuo's gaze.

Gu Zhuo and his grandfather shook hands, smiling with respectful words, but his eyes passed him, and directly entangled with Song Rin, his emotions were straightforward and hot, and even a little bit deep.

Song Rin had never seen Gu Zhuo like this before. His forehead was combed back, revealing a smooth forehead. Without the cover of side hair and glasses, his fully exposed face was deep and sharp, and he was well-tailored. His sharp suit, just standing there, makes people afraid of its sharpness.

Such a strange yet familiar Gu Zhuo made Song Rin so stunned that he didn't even notice Gu Zhuo approaching.

"Chief Song," Gu Zhuo smiled slightly, and shook Song Rin's hand lightly, "We meet again."

The author has something to say: It’s over (Phew, relax.)

Lao Gu is not blackened, he used to be like this, emm... in the mall.

The author of this dish, who is learning German for fun, only understands the superficial, and please ask the professional German little angel not to pick up grammar and word problems.

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