I am devoted to scientific research, but you want to trick me into having a love relationship?

Chapter 621 I want to buy osmanthus flowers and carry wine together, but it is not like the young travel

The battery negotiations between China and Europe and the United States were thus concluded. With similar conditions in the EU and the US, Chinese companies would cooperate with the EU and the US to build factories and transfer some technology patents.

In Europe and America, some patents are also licensed.

On November 17, CATL issued an announcement stating that it plans to set up production bases in Germany, Hungary and Spain, and also mentioned related technological cooperation.

The Kyoto Institute for Materials Science also released a related cooperation agreement.

From EU sanctions to Xu Qingzhou and his team announcing their research findings, this series of reversals has given netizens a good dose of drama, while also making them feel incredibly relieved.

When arguing with others on foreign websites, I felt much more confident.

"I have a feeling that we still ended up sliding on our knees."

"No, it was stated above that only some non-core patents were sold."

"Damn it, I'm not willing to accept this. They were still thinking about how to sanction us, are we just going to agree to it as soon as they come over?"

"What else can we do? Are all those domestically produced batteries just going to rot in warehouses?"

"Foreigners are shameless. When they were powerful, they threatened people with blockades. Now that they see we have better technology, they come to us asking for cooperation."

This incident caused quite a stir online for a while.

Xu Qingzhou's life was peaceful and uneventful. He went back and forth between home and the research institute every day, and he wanted to hurry up and advance the two previous technical solutions.

From the Four Great Inventions of ancient China to modern information technology, human civilization has always followed a spiral upward path of "technological iteration - knowledge accumulation - theoretical breakthrough".

When quantitative changes accumulate to a certain point, they will lead to a huge technological revolution. With this small revolution in the battery field, countries will definitely increase their investment in batteries.

All the major laboratories are definitely putting in a lot of effort to conduct experiments.

If his overpowered abilities are eliminated by his peers, it would be a disgrace to the transmigrator community.

11 month 23 day.

Guo Ziyang had a rare full weekend, as he heard that his game project was about to enter the next phase.

The four of them had no interest in shopping, so they went to Fragrant Hills to see the maple leaves and caught the last bus to see them.

On the quiet path, Guo Ziyang leaned against the stone railing, panting heavily, wiping the fine sweat from his forehead, and sighed, "Compared to climbing mountains, I still prefer shopping."

The afternoon sun pierced through the maple leaves, casting dappled light on the shoulders of tourists. A few meters away, near a small viewing platform, several photography enthusiasts set up their tripods, waiting for the moment when the mountain breeze lifted the curtain of red leaves.

"Is this what you call mountain climbing?"

Ding Jiahui looked down on it.

Looking at Xu Qingzhou walking as if on flat ground, Guo Ziyang couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Damn, I'm going to start exercising when I have time."

Having not seen him for a while, Guo Ziyang had become a veritable fat man, starting to gain weight. If you didn't know that this guy was just a deputy group leader, you would think he was a deputy minister because of his plump appearance.

"Starting next week, we will also begin exercising."

Ding Jiahui looked at the couple in front of her who weren't even out of breath or red in the face, and felt a pang of envy. She knew that Song Yao would take Xu Qingzhou out to exercise every week.

"Huh? Where do you find the time to exercise?"

Guo Ziyang was just joking.

"What do you mean there's no time?"

Ding Jiahui pulled the guy along and continued walking, catching up with Song Yao and Xu Qingzhou, saying, "You have occasional holidays during the week, so let's use those holidays to exercise."

"How desperate must they be?"

Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao arrived at the mountaintop ahead of time. They snapped a couple of photos and sent them to their parents in Kyoto. Then they heard Ding Jiahui shouting from behind, "Can you two slow down? Just because you have long legs doesn't mean you can be so great!"

Song Yao looked at her two friends, who were panting heavily, and then at herself and Xu Qingzhou, and expressed her satisfaction.

People often need to make comparisons. I used to think Xu Qingzhou was too lazy, getting out of breath after just a little movement, but looking at Jia Hui and the others, Professor Xu isn't so bad after all. "Let's take a group photo."

Ding Jiahui and Guo Ziyang drank several mouthfuls of water to regain their energy.

Four people stood by the observation deck, capturing this moment with their cameras.

After taking the photos, the four of them stood facing the wind, gazing at the distant scenery, and couldn't help but feel a little wistful.

Fiery red maple leaves cover the mountains and fields, a cool autumn breeze blows, carrying the faint fragrance of winter plum blossoms, and in the distance, the steel jungle of the city stretches into the distance, boundless.

Guo Ziyang said, "Awesome! Seeing this view makes all the hard work worthwhile."

"When we graduated from high school, the four of us took a photo like this."

Ding Jiahui opened her arms, took a deep breath, and a look of reminiscence appeared on her face.

"I wanted to buy osmanthus blossoms and share wine, but it's nothing like the carefree days of my youth." Xu Qingzhou, holding Song Yao's soft little hand, felt a pang of emotion upon hearing Ding Jiahui's words.

It's been five years since they graduated from high school; they've gone from students to corporate slaves.

Song Yao squeezed Xu Qingzhou's hand, holding his warm, large hand, and felt a sense of peace and tranquility.

Ding Jiahui said to Guo Ziyang, "Oh dear, so many of the maple leaves have withered. It's all your fault. If you had come last week, it would have been much more beautiful."

"This bleak atmosphere is also quite nice."

"Too."

After taking the group photo, Guo Ziyang collapsed into a chair, too tired to move. He waved his hand and said he would watch everyone's luggage. Xu Qingzhou didn't disturb the two girls' friendship either. Like Guo Ziyang, she sat calmly in her chair, enjoying the breeze.

"Fatty, you need to lose some weight."

"Do you think I don't want to?"

Guo Ziyang rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair. "I'm often busy until 11 p.m., so forget about losing weight. When I get home, I don't even want to move a finger."

When are you going to run away?

"Let's wait until after the New Year."

Guo Ziyang said helplessly, "The leader actually really wants me to stay. After the New Year, I can become a team leader and continue to work. Once I reach the director level, I can get stock options after three years. There is some room for promotion."

"Don't you want to leave?" Xu Qingzhou asked in surprise.

“Let’s go. According to our company’s promotion mechanism, I will not have a chance to become a director until I am at least 30 years old. As for vice president level, stock options converted into shares, that’s even more distant.”

Across from them, two girls were posing for photos. Guo Ziyang's gaze fell on Ding Jiahui. "I'm just too busy. I don't have time to spend with her properly. Although Jiahui doesn't complain much, I can't keep doing this forever."

"Starting a business might make you even busier than you are now."

Xu Qingzhou smiled.

"Things will probably get better once the studio gets back on track."

"What are you two standing there for? Come over here and take pictures for us!" Ding Jiahui waved from a distance.

Guo Ziyang picked up his bag and whispered to Xu Qingzhou, "See? Ding Jiahui is incredibly fierce now. Sigh, women are like that too. They're so gentle when you first get together, but they turn into tigresses once you get to know them."

Xu Qingzhou smiled but didn't say anything. He picked up Song Yao's handbag and walked over with Guo Ziyang, thinking to himself, "You're lucky. My husband always drags everyone into this mess. Who can I reason with?"

I climbed Fragrant Hills on Saturday morning, and by the time I came down it was already 2:30 pm. I ate something quick and then went shopping with two girls.

The four of them were too lazy to cook at home, so they found a local Shanghainese restaurant around 6 p.m.

Everyone enjoyed the meal and parted ways at the subway station at 8 p.m.

(End of this chapter)