Technological Hegemony

It was the Lantern Festival in a blink of an eye. Luo Jia called his parents. They finally got tickets to the Lantern Festival in the Forbidden City. They had to stay in Beijing and set off to return tomorrow, so they couldn't wait to see the fireworks on the Huangpu River.

五 At around 5 pm, Xu Chunbiao and his colleagues from the security department drove and took everyone to Puxi. There were not many people, about fifty or sixty people, all of whom were senior executives of the company.

It's not that Luo Jia engages in privileges, but that the company is too big now. He wants to let colleagues all go, but unfortunately conditions are not allowed. When there is a chance in the future, hold a pyrotechnic party in the courtyard of Xingchen Technology. This time I'm wronged first.

Sheping Yuying was well-dressed, she wore a custom dress and high heels, she also brought a pearl necklace and earrings. On the outside was a white cashmere coat, dressed like a red carpet.

It ’s a pity that things are not the same as she thinks. This is not a date, but a collective action. Principal Raphael, the Enron couple, Li Moran and the girlfriend are all there. I misunderstood.

Along the Huangpu River, there are dozens of places to display fireworks. The best viewing point is on both sides of the river, so Luo Jia booked the top floor of the Peace Hotel.

It was not easy to drive the car all the way. Traffic police and armed police along the way were heavily guarded and the road was very congested. It took two full hours to reach the Peace Hotel when it was dark.

Luo Luo mumbled, I knew it was better to take the subway.

平 Hirawa Sakura in high heels didn't speak, and quietly closed her feet down.

The news always spread quickly. Xingchen Technology wanted to set off fireworks, which caused a huge sensation in Shanghai. Not only were the locals excited, but also tourists from nearby Nanjing and Hangzhou came during the festival. All the people in the city were all gathered in the empty alleys. Along the Huangpu River.

The top floor of the Peace Hotel was not large, and so many guests poured in, so the hotel removed the tables and chairs and held a Western reception. Everyone stood and saved space, but even so, the site could only accommodate more than 1,000 people. The guests are already crowded.

The time of the firework party is set between 7:30 and 10:30.

Luo Luojia took two servings of cod from the waiter, and prepared a copy of Hirawa Sakura.

When he turned around, he suddenly saw several elderly neon people bowing wildly at Hiraha Sakura, speaking Japanese that Luo Jia didn't understand, and being too respectful, so he didn't kneel. Down.

Hiraha Sakura smiled and gave her the first greeting, and she responded very calmly without panic. It didn't seem to be the first time she encountered such a thing.

"Hirawa Sakura is a neon aristocrat. She probably was recognized." Enron said, "When we were at MIT, there was a professor Hojo Ono who engaged in brain cognition. Every time I saw Hirawa Sakura all bowed, and the scene was very embarrassing. "

"But this situation is limited to the old man. After all, there are often many old ideas in the old head. Although the young neon students also know that Hiraha Sakura has a high social status, they at least show respect and will not look like this. He bowed his knees. "

Luo Jia looked. Sure enough, the group of neon people around Ping Yuying bowed wildly. They are generally around 70 years old. Looking at the suit on their bodies, they should also have social status, but they are a little girl to Ping Yu Ying. Such respectfulness is a bit incredible.

默 Li Moran's girlfriend is a college student, very lively and outgoing, she smiled and said, "I'll tell you a joke?"

"The Chinese people standing on the stage shouted their arms, what kind of prince will Xiangning have?"

"The neon people and the Indians stood up immediately, and answered loudly, yes!"

After a while, everyone laughed, only Professor Raphael looked aggressive.

Qi Mengzhou, a newly married woman, puzzled the principal.

The Huaxia people do not believe in nobility and destiny. The so-called emperor took turns. When they came to my house this year, they were willing to be put off and dare to dismiss the emperor. In short, they were a group of people who were not convinced and unbelievable.

But Neon is different from India. In India, Brahmin's children will always be Brahmin, always superior to others.

In Neon, the son of the chaebol is still the chaebol, and the son of the prime minister is still the prime minister. Most neon people are divided into classes, and even if they get rich someday, it is difficult for civilians to squeeze into the circle of nobles.

Principal Raphael said in shock that the longer he lived in China, the more he discovered the magic of the land.

The success of a civilization may be a fluke. Maya, Mesopotamia, Mycenae, these once glorious civilizations, were all just a flash in history.

But a civilization can go through thousands of years of wind and rain, and other civilizations have died, and if he does not die, then it is by no means lucky to be able to explain it.

Luo Luojia smiled, walked to Hiraha Sakura, handed her the cod, and Hiraha Sakura took it with a smile.

This is a somewhat ambiguous scene. In the eyes of the neon old men, they were suddenly shocked. They even looked at Luo Jia's eyes and passed a touch of hatred.

After Hiraha Sakura went away, the old men were still chattering, holding eyes to Luo Jia, which made him very uncomfortable.

While Ping Yuying and Qi Mengzhou went to the dressing room, Luo Jia asked, "Who do you know Japanese?"

"I have had a neon girlfriend before," said Lu Tao, the chief financial officer.

"Go and listen to what the old men said." Luo Jia crooked his head over there.

Soon after, Lu Tao returned. He shrugged at Luo Jia and said, "The old guys didn't say anything good."

"For example?" Luo Jia asked curiously.

"They are discussing how the young lady of the Ping family mingled with Huaxia's rogue. It was a flower inserted in cow dung. As a nobleman, it was too shameful." Lu Tao said.

Luo Luo rolled her eyes. Anyway, she is also a successful person now. She is described as a rogue and cow dung, which is really too much.

An Ran patted Luo Jia's shoulder. "Who can blame this? If the waiter knew you, I'm afraid you wouldn't let you in."

Luo Jiadun was speechless. He wore a hoodie, sports shoes, and sports pants all his life. Was he guilty of it?

Others also felt uncomfortable. Li Moran wore a Parker army coat with a plaid shirt that was unchanged for many years. Dr. Ling Feng wore a baseball cap to cover his premature aging hairline.

Anyway, except Enron, Lu Tao and Professor Raphael, who are more appropriately dressed, others are quite passers-by. The company has no dress requirements, and everyone has long been used to casual clothes.

"What else?" Luo Jia asked again.

Lu Tao frowned. "They seem to know a lot about fireworks. They are thinking about the fireworks technology of Ibaraki and Tamagawa. They far surpass Huaxia. Although fireworks originated in Huaxia, they flourish in neon. Kind of words. "

"All in all, these old men are a bit vicious. They made our fireworks worthless money, and said that their bald daisy, star of the sea, and Fuji can completely crush China's most powerful fireworks. It sounds like bald. What kind of fireworks should be the kind of fireworks? "

Luo Luojia nodded, in order to engage in fireworks, he deliberately studied the current largest competitor of China.

Neon currently has four major fireworks martial arts, namely Tamagawa, Ibaraki, Akita, Nagaoka, and other small martial arts such as Enoshima, Sumidagawa, and Nagashima.

The bald chrysanthemum ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Sea Star and Fuji are indeed the names of large neon fireworks. These products are sold all over the world at high prices, and are made with domestic Liuyang fireworks. .

At present in the world, once there are celebrations, buying large neon fireworks for neon goods and small fireworks for Liuyang goods is considered a consensus. Because large domestic fireworks are not allowed in the country, neon has been missed in the competition. It's pretty sad to say.

At this time, Hiraha Sakura and Qi Mengzhou returned from the dressing room.

Luo Luojia asked Ping Yuying who those people were.

Ping Yu Ying was simple, she said without thinking: "Oh, they are from the Fireworks Association. This time, I made a special trip to Huaxia to watch the fireworks of Xingchen Technology. Two of them are still the heirs of Damonism. But my father knew them. "

"Luo Jiajun is so good. Usually these firework masters are rare to see, because of Luo Jiajun's relationship, they all came to Huaxia."

After listening to Ping Yuying's words, Luo Jia smiled, and the others also laughed. Only Ping Yuying and President Raphael were stupid, and they didn't know what they were laughing at.

"It turned out to be a competitor." Li Moran's young girlfriend pursed her lips mischievously.

"No, no, they said to me, this time to come to study." Hiraha Sakura hurriedly waved his hand and explained carefully.

Zhang Dongning, the minister of chemistry, shrugged, and said lightly, "Learn, then they may have learned."

At this moment, the neon lights on the Huangpu River suddenly went out, and then a dazzling silver light like a meteor emerged from the other side.

His eyes were like arrows, piercing the night in an instant, straight up into the clouds, and suddenly exploding in the clouds.

This different firework officially opened.