Military Technology

As the Spring Festival is approaching, companies in the development zone have also begun to take holidays.

This also caused the employees of the company who were still at work to be distracted, so Wu Hao simply took an early holiday. There is no need to let everyone continue to suffer, anyway, the heart is gone.

Facing the rare day of reunion during the Spring Festival, Wu Hao has some headaches. As he grew older, the relationship between him and his father also began to develop.

Although the stepmother is not bad, but Wu Hao can never find a sense of belonging to that family. Last year, he didn't go back by taking advantage of the opportunity to work during the holiday. This year, it was the Spring Festival again, and he was muttering again in his heart.

For those on the go, who doesn't long to reunite with their families in this traditional festival. But when he thought about the bad father-son relationship and the possible quarrels after returning home, he lost the desire to go home.

"You still won't go back this year?" Zhang Junti slipped a few boxes of stir fry and walked into his residence with a bottle of liquid 5X in his hand, which is a small house on the 19th floor of Block B in the public rental housing complex.

Because he lives alone, and the recent projects in the laboratory are relatively busy, he rarely stays at this house except when he comes back to sleep at night.

Wu Hao helped put the stir-fry brought by Zhang Jun on the coffee table, and shook his head at him and said, "I plan to go to Sucheng, Yang Fan and the others are still there, I can't go there to express my condolences during the Chinese New Year."

"Bullshit, they're there for work, what's the matter with you. Listen to me, go home for the new year, at least go back for a reunion dinner, after all, you haven't seen each other for a year or two.

Father and son, what kind of hatred can there be. "Zhang Jun unscrewed the cap and poured a glass for Wu Hao, persuading him.

He didn't tell anyone about this stall in his own family. Zhang Jun knew that he was in a bad mood because of a quarrel with his father on the phone, so he dragged him to drink, and then told it well with the strength of the wine.

Since then, their relationship has grown even closer. This is also why he wants to start a business, the first reason that comes to mind is Zhang Jun.

Wu Hao raised the glass and touched Zhang Jun, then took a deep sip: "You know what's going on in my family. Now the family of three is happy, what am I going to do to destroy the atmosphere."

"Come on, let's eat!"

Zhang Jun said, he took the first chopsticks to eat and said: "Isn't it just to make you cry mom, you are so stiff now, it stands to reason that your stepmother is also good to you."

"It's good, but I just can't say it. I don't have any opinion on her, after all, the two of them were introduced after my mother left.

And she is also good to me, and she has not lost me in all aspects. It's just that there is only one mother in my heart. You can let me recognize and honor me, but I just can't open my mouth. "Wu Hao said helplessly while eating.

In his heart, he still can't pass this hurdle, and he can't open his mouth no matter what. Every time over this matter, the father and son would always make troubles.

So from the junior high school, he began to live on campus until the university. After a long time, he will not go back if he does not go back, so as to avoid conflict with his father again.

Of course, it's not that he didn't think about reconciliation, but every time they met, they quarreled again after a few words.

As he grows older, he spends more and more time outside, and he feels more and more that this is not a problem. Only in special festivals such as the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival every year, will the fragile heartstring buried in the deepest heart be touched.

"Then you can't hide like this. It's a big New Year's Eve. It's uncomfortable for you to be alone in the empty room. It's even more uncomfortable for them to be at home if they can't wait for their son to come home." Zhang Jun persuaded him while licking his stomach.

Wu Hao raised his glass again and said, "Stop talking about this, let's do it!"

"Slower,

What are you drinking in such a hurry. "Although he said so, Zhang Jun still touched him and drank it.

While adding wine to him, Zhang Jun asked, "By the way, how is Dongzi's performance recently."

Wu Hao glanced at him, then smiled: "It's a lot better, at least I know my position clearly, and my attitude is a lot more correct."

"That's good. You know his faults. It's easy to get carried away with a little achievement. But no matter what, we've come together. We still have to give him a chance."

Zhang Jun said to him: "I also gave him a clear showdown. If he has any more problems, he will leave by himself."

"Hehe, how did he react when he heard what you said?" Wu Hao said with interest.

Zhang Jun said angrily: "What can I do? The old man with his face pulled, almost didn't get anxious. But after I spread it out, he instantly calmed down. Although the relationship is good, some things must be made clear. , it is very troublesome to stay behind if it is unclear.

In this respect, Yang Fan is much smarter than him. "

"Well, this kid is not bad, very practical." Wu Hao praised after hearing the words. Compared with Zou Xiaodong, Yang Fan is simpler. And it is a typical kind of engineering and technical house, living in his own hobbies every day, and even a little lonely.

I don't know why, but he became friends with Zou Xiaodong, probably because of complementarity in character.

Since Wu Hao handed over the drones to him, Yang Fan has been running around everywhere. During the Chinese New Year, neither he nor the relevant technical team members could go home. Because they are working with the technical team led by Sun Shaoyang, in charge of the drone cluster light and shadow performance project in the Sioux City branch of the Spring Festival Gala.

In order to reflect the new look of the Jiangnan water town that perfectly integrates the classics and modernity of Suzhou City, the director team of this sub-venue has made up their minds to show the characteristics of Suzhou City in front of the people of the whole country.

Wu Hao and the others' wonderful performances in Yangcheng really shocked many people, so the director team of the party also spent a lot of money to invite them to perform.

Wu Hao is not here. As the leader of the technical team, Yang Fan must be there. This is also the reason why he said earlier that he was going to Sioux City to offer condolences to Yang Fan.

After all, it is a bit cruel to let this group of people leave their hometown for the new year. As a leader of the company, he has to go to condolences no matter what.

But as Zhang Jun said, Yang Fan is in charge over there. It is useless for him to go, and it will cause some unnecessary trouble. Instead, it's better not to disturb them.

After the project is over, it’s better to give each person more bonuses and benefits, which will be more affordable.

The two chatted while drinking, so uncomfortable. Such drinks were not rare before, and they often took place in the dormitory.

It's just that people were relatively poor at that time, and usually a bottle of Erguotou for a few yuan was accompanied by a bag of peanuts and a few ham sausages.

Sometimes I would go to the roadside stall in front of the school to buy some cold dishes, but every time I would be accompanied by aching chrysanthemums and weak legs.

Now that I have money, I also have that condition, but unfortunately I am too busy, and such opportunities have become fewer.