It was late, but there was a lot of content.
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After a simple meeting ceremony in the airport VIP room, accompanied by the two mayors, Director Lancelot of the US Environmental Protection Agency first visited the wastewater treatment plant in the industrial park.
After overnight construction, the wastewater treatment plant was clean and new. There was no harmless, but very smelly organic sediment around the plant.
In the plant, all the places that could be wiped were wiped.
Even so, Director Lancelot, who lived in luxury all year round, still covered his nose because of the smell here. He couldn't even drink a sip of hot tea.
However, when Director Lancelot saw the strong ionized wastewater treatment equipment in the center of the huge industrial waste pond that tortured him for a week, he felt that it was all worth it.
Even if he watched the video countless times, it was not as shocking as standing in front of the wastewater treatment equipment that represented the highest industrial level.
Director Lancelot and his team watched the pool of highly toxic pink industrial wastewater, under the treatment of the magical equipment, gradually returning to its clear state.
The solid pollutants purified from the industrial wastewater exuded a strong pungent smell.
But Director Lancelot didn't think it smelled bad at all.
Think about how many billions of dollars the government spent every year on industrial sewage pollution.
How many people were affected by the pollution of water resources? In just half a day, the White House website broke the record by collecting ten signatures. It was obvious how much the US people hated industrial sewage pollution.
Thinking of this, Director Lancelot was even more determined to introduce this equipment to the US.
"Mr. Director, I think the White House underestimated the far-reaching significance of this equipment." The White House Office Assistant Capron quietly whispered in Lancelot's ear, "Mr. President just took office not long ago. If you can introduce this equipment to the US, I think the president's support will be greatly increased."
"And Director, you …"
Assistant Capron showed a "you understand" look, the latter nodded and tacitly understood.
For the whole morning, Lancelot soaked in the wastewater treatment plant. This made the two mayors, Xia Mingyu and Wu Shunyun, both happy and cursing in their hearts.
He was happy because he hadn't prepared enough for the other tours. Chief Lancelot had spent all his time here, so it was best that he didn't visit other places. They were scolding because Chief Lancelot had been staying here and did not want to leave. They also wanted to accompany him to smell the strange smell in the sewage treatment plant.
In the end, Director Lancelot and his team left the sewage treatment plant reluctantly at noon.
The luncheon was held in the reception hall of the city hall. The dishes were delicious, but Chief Lancelot was obviously absent-minded. He kept looking at the time on his watch. When it was finally past two o 'clock, he immediately requested to visit the next project.
"Mayors, thank you for your hard work this morning. You guys are busy with government affairs, so we can go there ourselves. " Director Lancelot tactfully suggested that the two mayors should not follow him because he was going to Monster Heavy Industries not only for a visit, but also for a very important conversation.
The two mayors were also well aware of this, but such an important guest came to visit, and they did not accompany him. It was not in line with the reception procedures.
Then put on a bigger show, let Chief Lancelot feel the sincerity of the Zhongyun government.
Two Mercedes-Benz took the lead, and dozens of Audi A6L followed. The cavalry cleared the road, and the traffic lights on the road were controlled to ensure that the whole line was smooth.
"Toot ~ Woo ~ Woo ~ Woo ~"
The cavalry motorcycle in front of the road issued a crisp siren. Such a driving team, the moment they drove out of the city hall, attracted all the attention of passers-by.
Some sharp-eyed people also found that in the motorcade, there was a black NBC News interview car. The window was down, and a foreign photographer was holding a camera and shooting.
NBC is one of the largest and most famous TV stations in the United States. Like Hua Xia's official TV station, they have reporters all over the world. This time, the NBC reporter followed from Beijing to Zhongyun, mainly because Chief Lancelot wanted to film the whole process of his visit to Zhongyun.
The strong ionized sewage treatment equipment in the United States, the popularity of public opinion is very high. The itinerary of this visit was recorded in the form of news to let the people of the United States know. The president they had elected was an extremely efficient leader. He wasn't like the previous president, who hadn't finished all the things he had promised before he came to power.
This kind of thing can brush up his reputation, Chief Lancelot naturally wants to help the president do it beautifully.
With expectations, Chief Lancelot and his entourage enjoyed countless envious gazes, and came to the Monster Heavy Industries building.
At this time, at the entrance of the Blue Sky Building, a long banner and a red carpet had been put up. The high-spirited young president was standing among several beautiful girls with good image and temperament, welcoming the arrival of Chief Lancelot and his entourage.
The Mercedes-Benz, which served as a courtesy car, stopped, and the NBC cameraman, who came here in advance to arrange, recorded this moment with many media on Hua Xia's side.
The flashing lights flashed wildly, the door opened, and Chief Lancelot was on the move for two days, and finally saw the young president who gave the president a headache.
"Mr. Lancelot, welcome from the United States." Ye Qing, with several beautiful receptionists, and the company's management came forward to greet.
"In the United States, the popularity of Monster Heavy Industries can be compared with Hollywood superstars. Mr. Ye, Mr. President asked me to say hello to you. "Chief Lancelot laughed, shook hands with him, and then shook hands with the management in turn.
There were also several beautiful young girls, Lancelot certainly could not forget.
Beautiful things always make people happy. When shaking hands with these girls, their faces were shy and slightly excited, which made Lancelot's mood greatly satisfied.
However, when he shook the fourth girl, Chief Lancelot looked up in surprise and looked at the young girl with a frosty face.
Her hand is so cold, Chief Lancelot couldn't help but think, is this girl sick? Why can't I feel the slightest bit of temperature on her hand?
Whatever, Chief Lancelot was ready to shake the next girl's hand. However, he suddenly felt an electric current coming from the girl's hand.
"Ah!"
Chief Lancelot held his numb right hand, and under the doubts of all the media and entourage, he kept shaking his hand in pain as if he touched an electric switch.
"What's wrong, Mr. Lancelot?" Ye Qing pretended to ask with concern.
After a lot of effort, Lancelot endured the pain and forced a smile, "But … there may be static."
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A group of people walked into the company, accompanied by NBC reporters who were in charge of interviews. Along the way, Lancelot kept looking at the girl with an ice-cold expression with a suspicious gaze.
After a simple tour of the office, Lancelot quietly whispered in Ye Qing's ear, "Mr. Ye, can we go to the office and talk alone?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Lancelot, we have the whole afternoon." Ye Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled at the NBC cameraman next to him, "Mr. Lancelot, in order to welcome your arrival, our company specially arranged for some employees who are good at talent shows to prepare a few programs for you."
"Really? That would be my pleasure." Lancelot wanted to punch Ye Qing in his heart, but he had to pretend to be happy.
Lancelot and the others moved into the conference hall, intending to bite the bullet and watch the programs, but they were suddenly stunned.
On the temporary stage in front of them stood a group of old aunties who were wearing colorful clothes and holding fans. They were older than Lancelot by a decade.
These aunties were tall, short, fat, and thin. They looked at Lancelot, this handsome middle-aged foreigner's eyes, and they were completely digesting and chewing.
"Wait, Mr. Ye, you said these are your company's employees?" Lancelot resisted the urge to turn around and run away, and he said in shock, "Are you mistaken? These people are older than me."
"These are the aunties from our cleaning department!"
"What's wrong, Mr. Lancelot? Are you discriminating against these aunties who have given up on enjoying family life and still insist on working?"
Lancelot wouldn't dare to say that he looked down on these aunties even if he had a hundred thousand guts.
What should I do?
Lancelot and the White House's assistant, Capron, looked at each other and saw the helpless expression in each other's eyes.
"You're mine, little, little apple …"
"How do I love you …"
The deafening sound of square dance music filled the air.
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After an unknown amount of time, Lancelot realized that the program was finally over.
Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a little old man with inquisitive eyes and a little timid walked onto the stage with an old erhu.
"This is Uncle Liu, who also does chores in our company's cafeteria. Mr. Lancelot, although his job is ordinary, he has the heart of a musician who constantly pursues music." Ye Qing patted Lancelot's arm and motioned for him to calm down.
"Creak ~ Mmm ~ La ~"
The moment this little old man played the instrument in his hand, Lancelot felt like his eardrums were being scraped by a knife.
It was simply the end of the world. Lancelot, who lived in the world all year round, had never suffered such a thing. He stared at Ye Qing with a look that only a patient with severe constipation would have.
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