The sound of the bugle stopped.

But more trumpets rang around.

Mr. Peng stood in the crowd, listening to the sound of military trumpets one after another, two tears flowed down his old cheeks.

He handed over a cigarette with one hand, and Mr. Peng reached out to take it.

The uncle took out the lighter and the two of them lit it.

In this way, standing quietly, the smoke rose, and faintly returned to the era of gunfire and gunfire.

After the ceremony, rows of coffins surrounded by people and headed to the Martyrs Cemetery.

Yang Xiaotao was going to go together, but was stopped by Mr. Peng.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotao could only ask Li Qing to help take care of the child and walked to the front of the team alone.

"President Peng."

"Uncle!"

Yang Xiaotao came to the front and saw the two talking.

There were many people around him whispering.

"Xiao Tao is here."

Mr. Peng nodded, and uncle stretched out his hand.

People around him looked at Yang Xiaotao, and many of them looked grateful. They knew a little about the situation.

It is also clear that the cause of the remains this time.

I understand even more that the white horse who guards the blue sky is this masterpiece.

Yang Xiaotao nodded to Zhang Lao Wang Minghai and others, and then walked to the two of them.

"Have you found all?"

Uncle asked, and Yang Xiaotao shook his head.

Mr. Peng's sigh came from beside him.

"But I believe that in the future, they will come back."

Yang Xiaotao looked at Dongfang with a firm tone.

The uncle sucked the cigarette hard, "I'll do this first."

"I can't do anything, you can go again."

Yang Xiaotao nodded vigorously.

The two reached an agreement.

"Let's go."

Mr. Peng spoke and walked towards the airport first.

Uncle followed closely behind, and Yang Xiaotao followed.

He knew that he would not come to him for a walk, and there must be important things to say.

Sure enough, after the three of them walked for a while, the uncle spoke first.

"I went to negotiate this time and learned something."

The uncle's cigarette just happened to go out. Yang Xiaotao took out the cigarette box and looked at Mr. Peng again. Mr. Peng shook his head.

So, my uncle clicked on it alone.

"What surprised me the most was that their country was built very quickly."

"Especially, the national government delegates power and allows private capital to develop on its own, which has brought very obvious results."

As the uncle said, Yang Xiaotao knew that the other party had begun to rise under the power of capital.

Among them, the most representative one is Samsung.

This one started with the "small convenience store" and finally became an existence that the clubs could not escape in their lives.

The behemoth is no longer perfectly described.

Manipulating power is even more common.

Even the most common sentence Yang Xiaotao saw on the Internet before traveling through time was, "Believe in the vision of the chaebol."

And now, this so-called chaebol is still in its infancy.

The electronics and semiconductors they rely on to become famous are still in the exploration stage.

Yang Xiaotao knows these, but can't say them.

Because he has never been abroad.

Seeing Yang Xiaotao listening carefully, the uncle continued, "Now, their policies on high-tech are very generous, and the government will even put out a lot of funds and generous policies to attract foreign capital."

"What I learned is the other party's automobile industry."

"In addition, they are also seeking high-tech development, such as our calculator and integrated circuit."

When my uncle said this, Mr. Peng also looked at Yang Xiaotao.

At this time, Yang Xiaotao's brows frowned slightly.

Seeing this, both of them remained silent.

Yang Xiaotao vaguely realized what the two of them meant.

But I was a little confused. After all, the current situation is, what is the difference between trying to develop a capital strategy and changing teams in 1949?

Then, Yang Xiaotao said tentatively again, "Mr. Peng, uncle, do you want us to develop the automobile industry and electronics industry?"

Mr. Peng nodded, "Yes."

Then I stopped talking.

Yang Xiaotao had no choice but to look at his uncle.

“Our opinion is to prepare for the future.”

"We should pay attention to what foreign countries pay attention to."

"You can't miss opportunities because of prejudice. Now you should have made a calculator, which means you have taken the first step in this field."

"So, you want to help us?"

Yang Xiaotao smiled happily. Their nine studies on this calculator and integrated circuit are both "one's own strength".

But there was no penny on it.

Thanks to the current situation, if we spend another twenty years, it will definitely be more difficult than now to concentrate the power of the Nine Divisions.

Upon hearing this, uncle and Peng smiled bitterly.

The support they can provide is spiritual support.

"You have to do this yourself."

Mr. Peng said the second sentence.

"Mr. Peng, you still have 297 million."

Yang Xiaotao kindly reminded.

If he has money, he would have to cooperate with others to "scam" Hassan?

Is it so troublesome to use it?

It can even leave more than half of it to improve several other research projects.

even...

Yang Xiaotao was thinking divergently, thinking that he had enough funds, he waved his big stick and poached everywhere, and took off with nine units directly.

But Mr. Peng gave him a blow.

"The money is gone."

Cough cough

Yang Xiaotao choked, "No? No?"

"It's been less than a month."

"This is too fast."

Yang Xiaotao's eyes were full of disbelief.

Mr. Peng was too lazy to explain, "Don't worry, all the money is spent on the blade."

My uncle finished smoking another cigarette and was winking at Yang Xiaotao.

Yang Xiaotao took out two cigarettes and each of his uncle.
To be continued...