When Dong Xiaolu arrived at Han Ming's house, dinner was, unsurprisingly, extremely lavish.
Han Ming saw that his mother was even more excited than he was when she learned that Dong Xiaolu was going to stay in Xiaqiao Town.
Thinking to myself, this old mother is so eager to find a daughter-in-law, she's in such a hurry.
Zhuang Yan was also invited by Han Ming to stay for dinner, but Liang Qi said that his father, Liang Jianxing, had a rule that no one was allowed to stay out at night and that they had to go home.
Even though Han Ming said he would call Uncle Liang to ask for leave in person, she still refused to stay for dinner.
Helpless, Han Ming could only let her go home. It seemed that the girl was still quite afraid of Liang Jianxing; Uncle Liang's rules were quite strict.
Zhuang Yan at the dinner table wasn't really in the mood to eat; his mind was preoccupied with the secret Han Ming was about to tell him.
But seeing Ming Ge and Ming Saozi so affectionate on the table, not at all like they were about to tell her a secret, she felt a pang of discomfort in her heart.
Seeing that Han Ming's mother was also present, and not knowing exactly what Han Ming wanted to say to her, she dared not ask and was really struggling to hold back.
Han Ming was puzzled. Zhuang Yan was usually not like this. He had no appetite for the delicious food and was scratching his head and touching his ears.
After thinking about it, I guess it was the so-called secret I had kept him in suspense that made him lose his appetite.
Thinking of this, Han Ming said to Zhuang Yan:
"Zhuangyan, do you have fleas on your body or pimples on your butt? You seem so distracted. Hurry up and eat your vegetables. We can talk about it tomorrow. We'll meet at the factory tomorrow."
Upon hearing Han Ming's words, Zhuang Yan knew that the secret would be revealed tomorrow, and his heart was at ease. As a result, his appetite returned, and he picked up food with his chopsticks quite quickly.
After dinner, Zhuang Yan naturally took his leave. Dong Xiaolu, however, wouldn't do that; Han Ming was now her support, so she would definitely stay at Han Ming's house tonight.
Han Ming wasn't really happy. He felt too restricted at home; even a simple kiss made him worry about his mother seeing him.
Fortunately, both of them slept on the second floor, while their parents were still on the first floor. Since they were both asleep in the middle of the night, Han Ming could act as a lecherous man who broke into the young girl's boudoir in the middle of the night.
Of course, this is on the premise that your girlfriend leaves a door open for you.
A spring night is fleeting, but a night without spring is truly miserable.
The next day, Han Ming looked at Dong Xiaolu listlessly. That girl had actually locked the door from the inside. That was too much!
I sneaked out to open the door in the middle of the night, but it was locked tight. As a result, I didn't sleep well all night.
Seeing the way Han Ming looked at her, Dong Xiaolu knew what her boyfriend was thinking.
Actually, she knew yesterday that there was a wolf scratching at the door, but she still didn't open the door for Han Ming.
A few days ago in the provincial capital, my boyfriend took advantage of me quite a bit. If I let him come to my room again at night, wouldn't that be taking things further?
If we went any further, wouldn't that be...? Dong Xiaolu felt extremely embarrassed and ultimately didn't dare to open the door.
After breakfast, the two headed to the factory. Han Ming remained listless and dejected along the way, and when they arrived at the factory, he was still in the same dispirited state.
Dong Xiaolu found it amusing and could only run to the workshop and find a small corner to give Han Ming a few breaths of immortal energy.
Dong Xiaolu liked the completely renovated look of the workshop. She noticed that there were two separate rooms, and the outside couldn't see inside, which made it convenient for transferring immortal energy.
With Dong Xiannu's help, Han Ming finally regained some of his senses.
In addition, Zhuang Yan, who couldn't find Han Ming outside the workshop, called to ask, so Han Ming reluctantly gave up the transmission of immortal energy for the time being.
Our primary goal today is to let Zhuang Yan witness the power of the X-ray printer.
We also gathered a few people who know the secrets of the printer to sit down and discuss, and set forth the company's short-term work goals and tasks.
Having a plan is essential for better execution; otherwise, you'll be thinking of one thing today and another tomorrow, constantly racking your brain cells, which is exhausting.
Fortunately, all preparations are underway and nothing has been forgotten.
A few of us came together today to discuss things and fill in any gaps or deficiencies.
Zhuang Yan watched as the X-ray printer processed the discarded electronic waste collected from the county town.
From the moment the servers were disassembled until they were printed out, the shock on his face was no less than that of Liang Jianxing back then.
One unit of super-powerful super-rays can build a blade server of IU standard rack size in just 10 minutes.
It took half an hour to build three units, and Zhuang Yan's mouth was still agape.
Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he hadn't blinked once in the past half hour.
To allow the group to see the printer manufacturing process more clearly, Han Ming went a step further in granting them authorization this time.
Previously, during the printing modification, they could only see a green light screen, but this time they are allowed to see the particle movement state through the green light screen.
Everyone was stunned. Not only Zhuang Yan, but Dong Xiaolu and Liang Jianxing, who had seen the printer running before, also looked incredulous.
Within the printing area, the discarded motherboards and other items placed inside were almost instantly broken down by the X-ray printer, turning into various colored dust particles.
Next, the servers were built at a speed visible to the naked eye.
From one corner to one side, and then to the complete machine, it's as if Ma Liang drew it directly with his magic paintbrush.
But the machine was so new that there was no indication that it was made from scrapped electronic components.
"Ming-ge, this is too sci-fi."
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