Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

　　 Hong Kong has had BP machines for a long time. Now, Big Brother has become popular, which has reduced the status of BP machines.

　　 Comrade Yue Ting, as a barrister with an hourly salary of $600, asked Yang Rui to buy a BP machine because of work considerations.

　　Hua Rui is now talking about tens of millions of dollars in business, and it is indeed important to keep communication open.

　　 However, Yang Rui is more or less pretending to be obsessed. After leaving, he was embarrassed for fifteen seconds, and then excitedly looked for a phone call.

　　Although it is far from the era of smart phones, there is a BP machine, at least half of it has entered the communication society. Yang Rui is also tired of the era when communication basically depends on roaring.

　　 First, he called Dean Liu and asked whether Peking University had its own paging station. After confirming that there was no paging station, Yang Rui took out his communication notebook, turned to Tao Tianyang's phone, and called.

　　Tao Tianyang is a cadre from Deling Farm. After regaining his reputation and work, he was assigned to a post in the Ministry of Public Security, and he was quite familiar with Yang Rui.

　　 It took 30 minutes to call on the phone. Yang Rui greeted twice and talked about the BP machine and the paging station.

　　Tao Tianyang reacted for a while and asked, "Is it the one that called the main station and your pager rang the BB?"

　　 "Yes, what do we have in Beijing, right?"

"Yes, I don't know if you have a signal from Peking University. Otherwise, you come and have a look. It just so happens. I'll ask." Tao Tianyang didn't say anything about the price or the availability of the BP machine. It is the old division chief in the ministry, and it goes without saying that he has the right to decide on a pager. For Yang Rui, he doesn't even know how to talk about money.

　　 People in the 1980s still feel that talking about money hurts feelings.

　　 Yang Rui went out and called the driver. It took 20 minutes to get to the Ministry of Public Security, which was shorter than waiting for the call to get through.

　　 Tao Tianyang sent an office young man at the door, and when he saw Yang Rui, he said hello: "You are Yang Rui, our director asked me to come and wait for you."

　　 "Do you know me?" Yang Rui took out his student ID and showed it to the other party before entering the big iron gate.

　　 The young man smiled and said: "I don't know, our chief said, you wait at the door and see a thief coming by, it's you."

　　 Yang Rui touched his face, and said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, I also brushed my face and entered the Ministry of Public Security one day."

　　 The young man smiled.

In the communication room next to the big iron gate, the old man in police uniform heard the conversation between the two, opened the small window in front of him, and let out a hearty laugh: "This little comrade can talk. We are good at identifying people as public security officers. When I was young, I had a bad idea. The thief on the bus took a look at it. After a week, I can recognize it at the soybean juice stand. You will brush your face when you come to the ministry."

　　 Yang Rui was silent for a long time and said, "Thank you, uncle."

　　 "Hey, you are welcome, come here if anything happens, I remember you. Chief Tao is a nice person, and the people he knows must be decent." The old man waved goodbye to Yang Rui, suddenly polite.

　　 Tao Tianyang’s office.

　　 Yang Rui came in and saw Tao Tianyang chatting with the man on the opposite side of the sofa smiling.

　　 The latter had a short beard and was a little messy, but it was taken care of. He saw Tao Tianyang get up to greet Yang Rui enthusiastically, and stood up, only looking at Yang Rui carefully from behind.

　　 "This is what I told you about Yang Rui." Tao Tianyang said, and then said: "Yang Rui, this is Director Zhan Wentian, the BP machine you want is in charge of his equipment."

　　 "Director Zhan, hello." Yang Rui did not expect to invite another director, and he hesitated: "Is it particularly troublesome?"

　　 "It's just a small machine, where can the trouble go?" Tao Tianyang said in a big way.

　　 Zhan Wentian's short beard was about to curl up, and he followed up: "Old Tao, it's easy for your upper lip to touch your lower lip, but it's difficult to get this small machine."

　　 "What's the problem, you give a machine and get a signal, it won't be done." Tao Tianyang held Zhan Wentian and shook it twice.

"It’s not difficult for you to have a machine, but it’s not so easy for you to have a signal." Zhan Wentian sighed, and said: "A signal base station is not cheap. Where do you want to build."

　　 Tao Tianyang laughed and said: "Anyway, it's all experiments. Peking University is also a key area. Besides, you can cooperate with Peking University for communication. There are good reasons, isn't it?"

Zhan Wentian shook his head and said: "The problem now is that there is no base station project to be done immediately. Shanghai has already been building a public paging station before, and the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications is also planning to build it in Beijing. If this is the case, it will be meaningless for us to expand the pilot. Some equipment will be handed over if it is not possible."

　　 "The civilian use is for civilian use, and the police use is for police use. Our Ministry of Public Security doesn't even have a paging station of its own. We still need to use a public paging station. Is it fair to say?" Tao Tianyang said something very serious.

　　 Even when Yang Rui listened, he felt that Tao Tianyang's words were very reasonable and selfless.

　　 Zhan Wentian was also affected. Under Tao Tianyang’s hug, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, “I’ll apply for a try. If I can apply for another base station, let’s talk about it.”

　　 "How long will it take?" Yang Rui had to ask.

　　 "I can't be in a hurry. If it's fast, it's half a year, and if it's slow, I won't be able to say it."

　　 Tao Tianyang said with a black face: "Wait for half a year, I can't keep up with anything, Lao Zhan, think of a way."

　　 Tao Tianyang really wants to make this happen. Speaking of it, he owes Yang Rui's favor, and the people at Deling Farm owe Yang Rui's favor. If it weren't for the RMB and foreign exchange coupons he sent, would everyone be able to vindicate? I'm not sure. What is certain is that most people will become more ill, have worse health, and have more difficult living conditions.

　　 Yang Rui's request is cumbersome to say, and may even cost a lot of money, but from Tao Tianyang's point of view, it can still be achieved.

　　 can be achieved, Tao Tianyang wants to achieve it.

　　 He has a good relationship with Zhan Wentian, so he swayed while holding him, a slow motion in his left and right hands~www.NovelMTL.com~ I hurry up, try my best, this matter must be approved by the leader. "

　　 "I believe you, Chief Zhan has applied for it, and you will definitely be able to approve it." Tao Tianyang complimented him heartily.

"I will try, try my best, and try my best." Zhan Wentian did not let him down, and said: "It is not easy for the Ministry to approve things of hundreds of thousands, and it is not very suitable to put it in Peking University where there is a police station. It’s not very safe. There is only one police station, not even a car, and hundreds of thousands of equipment are placed in front of you. Should they be equipped with pagers? The leaders of the department are not equipped."

　　 Yang Rui listened, but he moved in his heart and asked, "Listening to you, the conditions of the police station of Peking University are not particularly good?"

　　 "Where can the conditions of the police station be better?" As the director of the ministries and commissions, Zhan Wentian has a natural commanding attitude towards the grassroots.

　　 Yang Rui has a different idea. Although the Ministry of Public Security has the superiority of being a tall building, the police station seems to be of greater significance to him and his laboratory.

　　 The university in the 1980s may be a paradise of wind and snow, but the society of the 1980s is still ruthless. Regarding the situations that ordinary college students can come into contact with, not to mention the hustle and bustle of the streets, minor injuries and thefts often occur. Disgusting incidents such as **** and robbery also occur from time to time. Even after severe crackdowns, they have not been eliminated. After all, the unemployed are still unemployed, the hungry are still hungry, and the grumpy are still grumpy.

　　 Thinking about the increasingly valuable Ion Channel Laboratory and Huarui Laboratory, Yang Rui couldn’t help but ask: “How about police-civilian cooperation? If Peking University or other units support it, would the base station be easier to implement?”