Chapter 920 Who likes injections?

"The production workshop involves confidentiality. I dare not make my own claims, so I want to ask for your opinion."

"Jiang Xue said so."

Gnawing on the chicken leg, Mo Jingchun remained silent for a long time, and Su Wenyan on the other end of the phone thought the boss had thought of something.

Su Wenyan, who was under a lot of pressure, dared not speak up.

"It's okay, let them see."

Some time ago, people from the space agency looked back and forth carefully several times, but they didn't see any gains from them, let alone foreign scientific research institutions whose reverse cracking ability is not as good as yours.

It's not that Mo Jingchun looks down on those foreign institutions, but in terms of reverse engineering, there really is no country that has Xia Guoqiang.

Xia Guo's rapid development to today cannot be separated from the sad time of the ancestors.

The predecessors of that period were really powerful, relying solely on the naked eye and brain memory, they could "copy" the other party's products in one visit.

"I understand, boss, I will do a good job of keeping it secret. During the visit, they are absolutely not allowed to get off the electric car."

"You can do it as you see, but you have to hand over the access control scanning equipment to Zero. I will let Zero design an access control scanning system. Although the possibility of leaking the secret is not high, I still refuse to bring any electronic equipment and old cameras. enter."

"An ancient camera?" Su Wenyan was a little surprised.

"Yeah, the first camera was not an electronic device. Some people just like to take advantage of the loopholes in the regulations to catch you off guard."

Su Wenyan on the other end of the phone thought that she was not surprised by foreign people taking advantage of the loopholes, but why the boss thought of this thing as soon as he opened his mouth. Could it be that the boss was tricked by someone with a primitive camera?

Probably! It's better not to ask more questions, lest the boss get mad all of a sudden.

"Okay, Boss, then I will be confident and bold to arrange work. I will report to you in time how the customer responds to the effect."

"Hahaha, you can have this, I really want to see how they are angry but can't let it out."

Pressing the headset to hang up the phone, Mo Jingchun raised his head and smiled, and said to Ling who was sitting opposite him with a mobile phone who didn't know what he was doing: "You heard the call I had with Su Wenyan just now, take some time to design a set." The access control system is produced in my private laboratory and then the people in the logistics department arrange a special car to send it to the Anyang base."

Hearing this, Zero raised his head and grinned: "It has been designed, and we are working overtime to understand the production, just waiting for you to take a lunch break, boss, and the production is expected to be completed.

In this way, you don't have to waste your research time, Boss. After all, the production process will inevitably produce noise. "

"Yo, you're quite thoughtful."

"That is!"

"By the way, boss, the higher-ups sent a document to Candy Technology, and it's in your private mailbox. I won't read it out."

"oh?"

Mo Jingchun was a little surprised, it must have involved state secrets.

After the meal, Mo Jingchun returned to the office and sat on the desk, turned on the computer to check the email.

After spending a few minutes carefully reading the document of less than 300 words, Mo Jingchun was secretly happy.

This time, the higher ups are a little too concerned about candy technology. For the normal handover of Candy Technology's space shuttle and the space shuttles of various countries, the above has specially approved a special line for the space shuttle to take off from the Anyang base.

From now on, as long as the space shuttle takes off from the Anyang base, it only needs to make an appointment half an hour in advance to say hello.

Of course, the premise is during the Air Force's non-exercise and wartime periods.

Looking at the route map attached to the email, Mo Jingchun looked a little strange.

Because the route map above is exactly the route of the space shuttle Wentian when it took off for the first time. The altitude has already exceeded the air defense altitude, but it can't hold back.

If it was a coincidence, Mo Jingchun would not believe anything.

It can only be said that everyone is very understanding. After all, he applied for the route for the first flight of Wentian.

It's no wonder that Zero didn't directly tell him the contents of the document when he was in the cafeteria.

Now is an era of peace. After the precipitation of history, many people have long forgotten that period of history. Some things, some words, just know it in your heart, and if you say it, someone will catch you. Although you can’t do anything to you, you can publish some things. Speech can also be disgusting.

"There are bad people in the crowd."

"Boss, which bad guy, why didn't I find out."

Mo Jingchun pushed Ling's head back with his big hand, and said angrily, "It has nothing to do with you."

"It's nothing serious, don't disturb my nap, OK?"

Zero nodded, when the boss was sleeping, unless there was something important, Zero really didn't dare to wake him up.

As far as the boss is getting up, no one in this world can restrain it except Candy and sister-in-law.

When Mo Jingchun was lying on the bed, after the National Day holiday in October, the school schedule canceled the lunch break.

After eating, Candy, Xiang'er and Zero strolled on the playground, watching the students play and play.

Looking at the cement steps not far away, Candy's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the steps and said, "Mo Hanhan, let's go there for a while. I'm too full from lunch, and I'm a little bit full."

Hearing this, Mo Hanhan glanced at the concrete steps under the plane tree.

"good."

When they reached the steps, Tangtang and Mo Hanhan didn't dislike the dust on the steps, and sat down directly.

At this time, Mo Hanhan asked curiously: "I didn't see Wang Haoran on the school bus this morning, did he oversleep?"

"No, that guy is sick with seasonal flu. He got an injection in the hospital in the morning. He probably just returned to the park now."

As he said, Tangtang raised his hand, rolled up his sleeves, revealed the smart watch on his wrist, and found out the picture Wang Haoran sent in the morning.

"Here, look, hahaha, Wang Haoran told me that the lady nurse who gave him the injection made the first injection crookedly, and then switched hands."

Looking at the white and tender little hand with a pinhole in the picture and the back of the hand was obviously swollen, Mo Hanhan couldn't laugh or cry.

"He's really unlucky."

Candy shrugged and said, "Who says it's not. But this season is really easy to catch a cold. Every time I want to take off my clothes in a hot spot, I won't let it go."

Ling, who was looking up at a little bird on the sycamore tree, curled his lips when he heard Tangtang's words, looked at Tangtang, and said:

"You should be thankful that I reminded you, otherwise you would be indispensable for the injection in the hospital."

"Of course, if you want to experience a high fever and get an injection, which is a life-threatening medicine, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Injections...let's forget about it, it's better to take medicine than injections."

Candy refuses injections very much!