Rewrite the Technological Landscape

When the employees of Dafeng Entertainment were communicating with representatives from various companies, two people were left out in the cold, and that was the two representatives from Vivendi, Kerry and Logan.

The two had gotten up early in the morning and had been waiting for Meng Qian's visit. As a result, they waited from eight o'clock in the morning until noon. They heard that people in the surrounding rooms were going out to eat one after another, but they still didn't wait for any movement.

"What does Meng Qian mean?" Kerry couldn't sit still anymore, "When will he come to see us?"

"This young man is indeed a bit out of tune." Logan could see that he was not very happy. After all, they represented Vivendi. Since the press conference last night, no one has been in charge since the press conference last night.

"Dong dong dong." At this moment, there was a knock on the door of their room.

"It's finally here." Kerry got up and straightened his suit, "I want to see how this Meng Qian will explain."

Logan was a little lower than Kerry, so he opened the door, and Kerry stood behind him. As soon as he opened the door, the two saw a young woman standing at the door. They couldn't help wondering, "Are you ?”

"Hi sir, do you need to clean the room?" the woman asked in standard English.

"No!" Logan closed the door angrily.

"Dong dong dong." As a result, there was another knock on the door.

Logan opened the door unhappily, "Is there anything else?"

"Sir, are you still staying today?"

Logan, "."

Kerry, "."

Naturally, it was impossible for the two of them to stay longer, so they had to go out with dissatisfaction, planning to go down to eat something.

When they came to the hotel restaurant, they were just about to find a seat when the two happened to meet Meng Qian and Sun Xiaojing who were also here for dinner.

"Are you waiting here on purpose?" Logan whispered.

"Then go and see what he wants to do." Kerry strode towards Meng Qian's direction, "Mr. Meng."

Meng Qian turned his head and looked at Kerry suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"." Kerry suppressed his inner emotions, "I am the representative of Vivendi, Kerry."

"Oh, hello." Meng Qian shook hands politely, "Have you left yet?"

Kerry, "."

Seeing Kerry's silence, Meng Qian had no choice but to take the initiative to say hello, "You two can order whatever you want, and it will be charged to my account."

After finishing speaking, Meng Qian signaled to leave first, and Kerry hurriedly said, "Is there nothing Mr. Meng wants to tell us?"

"Hmm, smooth sailing?"

Kerry, "."

"Mr. Meng." Seeing Meng Qian's attitude, Kerry had no choice but to speak up, "Great Wind Entertainment is going to be a global competition, shouldn't we have something to communicate with?"

Meng Qian couldn't help laughing, "The game market is so big, your company can't monopolize it. From now on, everyone will share the food together based on their own abilities."

Kerry frowned, "Mr. Meng really intends to"

Naturally, Meng Qian knew what Kerry was thinking. Since the other party wanted a definite answer so much, Meng Qian stopped making detours and responded with a fierce smile, "See you on the battlefield."

After shaking hands again, Meng Qian turned and left.

And Kerry and Logan were stunned for a long time. After recovering, Kerry looked at Logan with some surprise, "Meng Qian is declaring war?"

After lunch, the guests who came to the press conference left one after another, and the employees of Dafeng Entertainment also returned to work in the company in batches.

Meng Qian stayed until the evening, making sure that there was nothing he needed to deal with before driving back to the company. However, Meng Qian did not return to the company in the end, because when the car was driving halfway, he suddenly received a call telling him to turn around and go to the airport directly.

Meng Qian bought the fastest flight to Changchun.

Recently, there has been one thing in Changchun that has been holding Meng Qian's heart, that is, the experiment of the exposure system of the immersion lithography machine has been arranged for a while, and the call just now was about this experiment, but it made Meng Qian so anxious The reason for going to Changchun was not because of the experiment itself.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Meng Qian got off the plane and ran all the way to the parking lot. Liang Zhiguo's students drove the car and waited for Meng Qian with Liang Zhiguo.

"Why didn't you tell me about this?" Meng Qian said in a questioning tone as soon as he got in the car.

"There are so many project members, it's impossible for everyone to report to you." Liang Zhiguo explained in a low tone.

Meng Qian realized that he was speaking impulsively, and patted Liang Zhiguo on the shoulder, "Mr. Liang, I'm sorry."

Liang Zhiguo signaled that it was okay, and asked his students to drive quickly.

Half an hour later, Meng Qian followed Liang Zhiguo to a ward in the First Hospital of Jilin University.

"Here we come." After entering the door, Meng Qian saw Zhu Weijun.

"Ms. Zhu." Meng Qian greeted, and his eyes fell on the patient on the bed.

This is an elder who is older than Liang Zhiguo and Zhu Weijun. His body is thin and his face is pale. He probably opened his eyes after hearing Meng Qian's voice.

His name is Xu Guohua, and he is an old colleague of Liang Zhiguo and Zhu Weijun. He is also an unknown pioneer in the field of lithography machines in the true sense. He has been involved in the development of domestic lithography machines very early, but maybe because he is not a genius, or because he is talented Not enough, so he has always been just a participant.

However, in the long river of history, so many miracles and greatness are supported by such unknown people.

The reason why Meng Qian came here in such a hurry today was because when Liang Zhiguo and Meng Qian reported that the experiment was about to start, he felt that Liang Zhiguo's tone was not right, so he asked a few more questions, and only then did he know that Xu Guohua was facing heart failure.

"Mr. Meng, why are you here?" Seeing Meng Qian, Xu Guohua asked in a weak voice.

Meng Qian hurriedly squatted beside Xu Guohua's bed, and said softly, "I heard that the experiment will be done tomorrow, so come and have a look."

It seems that Xu Guohua showed a very clean smile when he heard Meng Qian talk about tomorrow's experiment, "There will definitely be good news about tomorrow's experiment."

"Yeah!" Meng Qian also nodded firmly, and after chatting with Xu Guohua for a few words, he went out with Liang Zhiguo and Zhu Weijun.

Liang Zhiguo was busy with the experiment today, so Zhu Weijun was with him all day.

"Mr. Zhu, what's the situation now?" Meng Qian hurriedly asked after going out.

"Old Xu's heart is failing, and the only hope now is to get a heart transplant as soon as possible."

"When can I have surgery?"

"I don't know." Zhu Weijun said helplessly, "I don't have a suitable source of heart now, I don't know how long I will have to wait, the doctor said that this thing is completely out of control, if you are lucky, you may have a matching heart source tomorrow, if you are not lucky, wait a while It's not impossible for half a year. And it also depends on how many people lined up in front of Lao Xu.

But Lao Xu may not be able to wait for long."

"Then is there any other way?" Liang Zhiguo asked.

"Hey" Zhu Weijun sighed, "There is no way, but there are some things."

"Stop talking so much nonsense, come up with a solution!" Liang Zhiguo urged.

"One way is to find the black market."

"No!" Meng Qian directly denied, "We would rather say sorry to Teacher Xu than condone crime!"

"Old Xu himself can't agree to this matter." Liang Zhiguo shook his head at the same time, "What are other ways?"

"There is another way to wait for the source of heart, isn't it necessary to queue up? Since it is a queue, the higher the position you are in the queue, the more likely you will get the source of heart earlier. If we spend some money, just do this, If the people who should be in the front line are unlucky and wait for the heart source for too long, they may be "

Meng Qian frowned subconsciously. This kind of thing is actually not a secret. Rich people almost always do this. Meng Qian also has selfish moments. To be honest, he did waver in a flash, but the balance in his heart was still biased toward rejection. This bias is not because of how great Meng Qian is, but because Meng Qian knows that if Xu Guohua knows, he will not accept this choice either.

Judging from Liang Zhiguo's expression, he has experienced the same ideological struggle as Meng Qian, "Is there any other way?"

"There is one last way."

"What?"

"Use an artificial heart, do an artificial heart transplant."

"Isn't this a good idea!" Liang Zhiguo looked like he wanted to hit someone, "Why did you talk so much nonsense before!"

"Because the success rate of artificial hearts is very low!" Zhu Weijun rolled his eyes at Liang Zhiguo, "The first successful permanent artificial heart transplantation was in 1995, and it has only been 6 years since the artificial heart transplantation developed. Success stories are still few and far between.

Coupled with Lao Xu's age and his physical condition, the success rate of the operation is very low, if the operation fails."

All three were silent.

Tens of seconds later, Meng Qian was the first to speak, "If an artificial heart transplant is to be performed, when can it be done? Where can it be done."

"If you decide to choose this method, you have to go to the United States or the neon country for the surgery."

"I'll discuss it with Teacher Xu tonight." Meng Qian said, "Both teachers should go back to rest early, and gather enough energy to witness that tomorrow is an experiment."

"Aren't you going to the experiment tomorrow?" Liang Zhiguo couldn't help asking.

Meng Qian nodded, "I'll stay here with Teacher Xu."

Liang Zhiguo and Zhu Weijun looked at each other, they had dealt with Meng Qian a lot, and both of them were familiar with Meng Qian's temperament, so they stopped talking.

Back in the ward, Liang Zhiguo stayed with Zhu Weijun until around 12 o'clock and then went back, while Meng Qian stayed in the hospital. Xu Guohua didn't know why he had no children, so no family could take care of him at this time.

"Mr. Meng, you should go back and rest too. Tomorrow's experiment. You should go and have a look." Knowing that Meng Qian was staying, Xu Guohua wanted to "bomb" Meng Qian away.

"I'm a layman and I can't help there." Meng Qian poured water for Xu Guohua with a smile. "I took care of my mother for a while before she was hospitalized. I can help a little if I stay here."

"Mr. Meng cough cough cough." Xu Guohua's voice was already very weak.

"Teacher Xu, take a good rest and pretend that I don't exist." Meng Qian gave Xu Guohua a few sips of water.

After drinking the water, Xu Guohua shook his head. Seeing Meng Qian like this, he was no longer obsessed with letting him go. "I don't want to sleep now. I have to wait for tomorrow's news."

Meng Qian felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, but he still kept a warm smile on his face, "Teacher Xu rest at ease, I will call you when I hear from you tomorrow."

Xu Guohua shook his head again, then stretched out his trembling arm, and pointed to the drawer beside him.

Meng Qian tried to understand Xu Guohua's meaning. After opening the drawer, he took out a thick and somewhat damaged notebook, "Mr. Xu wants this?"

Xu Guohua nodded, and said with some difficulty, "Mr. Meng, if I can't do it anymore, take a look at the above things, if there is anything that can help you."

"Can I open it now?"

Xu Guohua nodded without saying a word.

Meng Qian carefully opened the notebook, and when he saw a sentence on the first page, he couldn't help being startled.

This is a sentence that is rarely mentioned in later generations, gradually forgotten by the world in later generations, and even becomes ridiculous in the eyes of some people.

However, seeing this sentence in Xu Guohua's notebook, Meng Qian felt a strong will.

The handwriting is scribbled, but every word is worth a lot of money.

"Read for the rise of China!"