Because he came back after leaving a few days, Ye Yuze didn't need to go to see who this time, so he stayed at home to accompany his children. Ye Mao did not go to the nursery school.

The child is too young and has been separated for so long, and even the mother doesn't know him anymore. Yu'e feels sad, but the only way is to deepen her feelings. Yu'e holds her son and refuses to let go.

I wanted to go out for a walk, but there was no place to go in the snow. The child was too young and could not play yet. I had to stay at home.

Now that the layout of the military reclamation lidl in the entire northern border has been completed, we have to admit the endurance of plum blossoms. Such a big thing is remotely controlled in the backstage, and I have never been out once, just to watch my grandchildren. Now the couple is back and drive away immediately.

Ye Yuze went to see the teacher. Liu Xiangdong had never left since he came to Beijiang. The pharmaceutical factory has released several new drugs in a row, with good clinical effects. However, none of them have surpassed rheumatoid arthritis and Brishcon.

However, the anticoagulant blood vessels were very obvious in clinical practice. Old John could not wait to fly back to Boston and started experiments there.

After calling back several times, the old guy was so excited that he looked like a child. The main reason was that the patient's use was more obvious than in the northern Xinjiang.

In fact, Liu Xiangdong and the others don’t understand this. Traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture often has more effective effects on Europe and the United States than the Chinese. What is the reason?

After the research was fruitless, it could only be classified as physical reasons. Because all Chinese people have used these things and have developed resistance to drugs. On the contrary, those who have never used them are extremely sensitive to traditional Chinese medicine.

In fact, clinical data not only depends on the effect, but also on adverse reactions. If the adverse reaction exceeds the limit, no matter how effective the medicine you are, it is impossible for you to produce it.

Liu Xiangdong was in good spirits, but he seemed younger than when he was in school. He mainly did not have to take on the cumbersome and focused on researching the school. His health was much better.

Now one of his sons has also come to the institute to take care of his daily life. This has also relieved Ye Yuze a lot.

Liu Xiangdong actually felt quite regretful about Ye Yuze, a good doctor who was delayed by a businessman.

This is also impossible. Many times, talent is more effective than hard work.

If Ye Yuze didn't have so many chores and was concentrating on acupuncture, then Liu Xiangdong would guarantee that he would definitely become a master at the national level.

Because Ye Yuze combined with the inner breath needle, the effect is really better than him, but this is something that Liu Xiangdong cannot do.

But there are so many ifs in the world? Although Ye Yuze has gone astray in professionalism, his achievements in business are obvious to all. Who can tell who is more important?

After having a meal with the old man at noon, Liu Xiangdong was still sighing that Ye Yuze and his class were the least tuned students in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Tangcheng Medical College, and they were basically all in politics.

After dinner, Ye Yuze just walked out of the institute when the phone rang. It was Yang Geyong who called him.

"Yuze, I've decided. I want to build a mercenary and stay in Africa for a few years before going back. Please worry more in Russia."

Ye Yuze nodded and agreed, without saying much. Since Yang Geyong said that, he must have made up his mind.

After thinking for a while, Ye Yuze decided to send a few more people to Moscow. There was the main raw material base there. Once there was a problem, the consequences would be very serious.

After thinking about the candidates around him, Ye Yuze suddenly felt a little sad. I don’t know if it was caused by his identity, but there was no one who was particularly close to him and trusted in these years.

With a wry smile, he shook his head, and decided to go to Moscow in person. Although Dasha people could trust, she did not have much contact with the oil pipeline. She needed to arrange it carefully.

After Yang Geyong put down the phone, he let out a long breath. Finally, he became completely at ease. He bent his arms, looked at the raised muscles, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Let's go and patrol with me!" Yang Geyong called out Lewis, who was staring at a woman with a cigarette roll in his mouth.

Lewis spitted off the cigarette butt from his mouth and muttered: "Look at that butt, it's so fucking exciting!"

"Let's talk about it tonight, you livestock!" Yang Geyong cursed and walked towards the Hummer. The fifty-man team immediately followed, and patrolling every day became their routine mission.

In fact, it is safe to drive a helicopter, but that thing is too fuel-intensive and the territory is not large. You can basically see the entire Marseille tribe by flying over the sky. It's boring.

Not only can you tell the mightyness of the car, but you can also hunt. The only shame is that there are no horses here, and zebras are not easy to be tamed. Otherwise, how exciting would it be to organize a cavalry on the prairie?

They have to go to the hydropower station construction site every day, which has become their task. As long as their compatriots are here for a day, Yang Geyong feels that he has the obligation to protect them.

Construction is easier during the dry season. Although the river water has not stopped flowing, the water flow is less than half as usual. Therefore, some underground facilities are completed in this season.

Seeing them, the Chinese workers greeted them one after another. Although there was only one Chinese inside, the team was their own.

Every time he eats lunch here, Yang Geyong doesn't eat for nothing. Yang Geyong will bring in some vegetables and food from time to time.

Originally, Hao Guoguang wanted nothing, but he couldn't resist Yang Geyong's force. The main reason was that there were too many people here. If Yang Geyong came by himself, he wouldn't be so polite.

Now that the main body of the power station has been completed, the rest is over. Yang Geyong saw that most of the workers were idle, he asked with a sudden inspiration: "Manager Hao, can you build a building for us before you finish the construction?"

"Of course, how many floors do you want? If you can buy an elevator, I can build the twenty-fifth floor for you."

Yang Geyong was amused when he heard this. There was definitely no need for the twenty-five floor, and the sixth floor was enough. The elevator was useless. It was absolutely fine for Africans to climb stairs at the age of sixty.

lighter thought for a while and interrupted, "It's better to build two buildings, one school and one office building."

Hao Guoguang immediately agreed happily, and the building materials were all ready-made, and it would be done if they were pulled over. Of course, the money had to be given, and no one dared to give favors with the state's property.

This matter is done as soon as possible. After the soldiers finished their meal, they helped the Chinese workers start loading the trucks, so they naturally had to pull over the raw materials and tools.

When Hao Guoguang and others were in a hurry to leave, they pulled the engineer and Yang Geyong and others to start designing the drawings.

There is no way to build a house without drawings.

After all, this matter is a piece of cake for hydropower station engineers. In less than an hour, two sketches came out.

The engineer was also creative and designed one of the two buildings into a circle, which was the appearance of their African thatched house. The other was square, like a building block.
Chapter completed!