This is an off-white gtb, with the style of the last world and still excellent power, it can attract a lot of heads on the street. However, it is just a classic car, but it is a star in the classic car world.
For nostalgic car enthusiasts, I'm afraid they can't wait to play with such a well-maintained car.
Of course, there is also a grandfather in the classic car, and there is also a child.
Dr. French and his grandson Louis.
"The teacher at the school said that you can't drive after drinking alcohol."
Louis is about to graduate from primary school, but seems to have inherited his mother's genes, so he looks cute and short. Louis, who was playing a certain bird game on his mobile phone, looked at Dr. Franch next to him.
"I'm not drinking," insisted the doctor.
Louis said, "But you smell like booze."
Dr. French still insisted: "Trust me, it's just a drink, an adult drink. When you grow up, you will think so."
Louis shrugged and asked suddenly, "Grandpa, don't you know how to get to the Science and Technology Museum?"
Dr. French said: "Oh! My dear Louis, how do you think I don't know the way to the Science and Technology Museum?"
Louis rolled his eyes and said, "But since just now, Grandpa, you've been looking at the map!"
Dr. Franch put the map in his hand on the back seat all of a sudden, and said seriously: "Trust my child, I'm just checking to see if there are other shorter roads."
"Isn't the Science and Technology Museum ahead?" Louis pointed to the front of the road, "Is there a shorter road besides a straight line?" Louis looked at the Science and Technology Museum in front of him and continued to roll his eyes.
"Oh... that's true." Dr. Franch straightened his reading glasses, then stepped on the gas pedal hard, and the car sped up all of a sudden.
"Slow down..." Louis was taken aback for a moment, finally relaxed, and asked again: "Grandpa, will they let us in? My deskmate, Afu, said that the Science and Technology Museum is under renovation recently, so we won't let you in for the time being." visited."
Dr. Franch chuckled: "Don't worry, the curator is an old friend of mine, and he will receive you well. But, after your visit, I need you to give me a review. Dear Louis, I Guess that won't bother you, will it?"
Louis shrugged his shoulders immediately, and Dr. Franch seemed to be in a better mood, so the off-white GTB slowly drove into the parking lot of the Science and Technology Museum.
It should be just as Dr. Franch said, the curator is his old friend, so just after getting out of the car, the grandparent and grandson were received by the staff in the museum.
"Doctor, the curator is waiting for you in the office."
"Oh, okay, sorry to trouble you." Dr. Franch nodded to the young employee, and then said, "This is my grandson, Louis. Could you please show him around? Later I will come to you."
"Of course." The employee nodded very politely.
…
Dr. Franci, who was very familiar with this science and technology museum, soon came to the curator's office alone without anyone's company.
The curator is slightly younger than Dr. Franch, a thin old man in his fifties named Matthews.
He and Dr. Franch were students at the same university. They met in an alumni meeting many years ago, and they hit it off right away and became friends for many years.
"How are you, old friend?" Matthews seemed very happy about the arrival of Dr. Franch.
Also because they are old friends, Dr. Franch obviously didn't intend to hide anything, but showed a wry smile, sat down, and said directly: "It couldn't be worse."
"I heard something about... the theater." Matthews nodded, "but I don't know the specifics. How do you think I can help you?"
Dr. Franch said directly: "Matthews, it's thanks to you that you introduced Mr. Billy to me. Originally, we were almost about to talk about cooperation, but some problems occurred in the middle... Now, Mr. Billy seems to be planning to terminate the cooperation My cooperation."
Matthews frowned and did not speak.
Dr. Frankie had no choice but to ask expectantly: "Now, Mr. Billy has been refusing to meet me on the grounds of healing. Old man, can you let Mr. Billy see me again?"
"I'm just his uncle who is not very close." Matthews suddenly sighed: "Old friend, listen to me, let's stop this matter. Billy doesn't want to meet with you, in fact, it is very clear Shows something."
"Why, didn't we have a good discussion before?" Dr. Ferranci was a little excited: "Believe me, after so many years, I have corrected all the wrong data at the beginning! As long as I get the technical support of the Leiden Group, I will We will be able to successfully launch a satellite of our own."
"Actually, I am also looking forward to seeing that day come." Matthews leaned back in the chair, but shook his head: "But I also know that this is probably just an unrealistic idea at present. You don't know, do you? The Layton Group raised the asking price for technical support. This quotation has far exceeded Billy's expectations. In addition to the original remuneration, they also asked for three more The 50-year development rights of the mine... old man, three rich mines, this is something our whole family can hardly afford."
"Are they taking advantage of the fire?" Dr. Franch asked angrily.
"Old friend, look at the facts clearly, there is no unreasonable help in the world. Remember, the other party is a capitalist."
Dr. Franch was about to argue, but Matthews said directly: "The President of the Senate is dead, and now many people are planning for this position. I'm not afraid to tell you honestly, Billy is also very interested in this position. Plus, with a new election coming up in the near future, he wants to put money into that war."
Dr. Franch sneered and said, "Election? Regime? Every time, every time, endless wealth is spent to fight for these things. Over the years, which guy has really been consistent with his choice of words? Matthews, do you also think that putting resources into Game of Thrones is really more important than using it to develop technology?"
"Francis, calm down." Matthews persuaded: "Billy wants to change this country from the inside. Let me ask you, how can a country that has rotted to the bone provide a truly good environment for scientific research? Wait a little longer, after the election is over and Billy wins, I will do my best to help you. Old man, this country still needs you, so please calm down for a while and polish yourself better."
"I can't wait that long." Dr. French shook his head.
"Oh, old friend, you are only 65 years old this year. I believe that in a few years, you will still be energetic. Because no one knows better than me how much you love your career, and you never tire." Matthews Slowly said: "After next year's general election is over, believe me, everything will be fine."
"I'll figure it out myself." Dr. Frank stood up abruptly, and walked directly towards the door of the office.
It's just that he has a side of being a scholar after all. Before going out, he took a deep breath and turned to look at his old friend. "Thank you for your hospitality today. I think Louis will be very happy."
"Franch." Matthews looked at Dr. Franch quietly, and suddenly sighed: "Old man, tell me, in fact, in your heart, is this attachment the same as it was back then?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about." Dr. French frowned.
"You should be clear." Matthews shook his head: "Is it for your own relief, or as before, for this country to have its own satellite."
"Of course it is..." Dr. Frankie blurted out, but stopped abruptly, and said abruptly, "For our own satellite."
"Is that true?" Matthews stared at Dr. Franch for a long, long time, "Okay, old man, I'll try my best to see if I can convince Billy."
"Thanks… "
…
The young librarian accompanied Louis in the Science and Technology Museum, introducing him to the origins of various exhibits and the stories behind them.
Children are very excited about the various exhibits full of technological sense. If it is not forbidden to touch, they will probably not be able to hold back their hands.
"What is this?" Louis asked, pointing to a big guy in the corner of Hall No. 2.
When the young librarian was about to answer, Dr. Franch's voice came from a distance, "This is the satellite model m901, which was developed by our country. From assembly to parts, everything is done here. .”
"grandfather."
Louis watched Dr. French approaching.
The doctor stood in front of the m901 satellite, watching silently, not knowing what he was thinking. But the young librarian is someone who is familiar with the history of the exhibits in the museum. He looked at Louis and said, "Louis, this satellite was completed under the command of Dr. Franch, do you know?"
"Wow!" Louis' eyes widened, and he looked at his grandfather full of disbelief and surprise, "Grandpa, you are amazing!"
Dr. Franch just shook his head, and said in a low voice: "No matter how powerful something is, what's the use if it can't go where it should be?"
Louis didn't hear it, he just got closer to the satellite exhibit, wanting to see all of it. He looked at the information written on the sign, and was even more pleasantly surprised to find something, "Really! Grandpa's name is written here! The maker, Frank Bosmond! And... Maggie. Maggie? Grandpa, does this seem to be my mother's name?"
"Louis, it's getting late, let's go back." Dr. Franch suddenly took Louis' arm, "You promised me, if I bring you to the Science and Technology Museum, you will have to study hard for me from afternoon to night. Now is the time."
"Oh... okay." Louis agreed with a face of reluctance.
Soon, the young librarian sent Dr. Franch and Louis to the parking lot, and then returned to their posts.
After getting into the car, Dr. Franch suddenly said, "Louis, can you ask the librarian just now for two bottles of water? I'm a bit thirsty."
"No problem." Louis nodded.
After seeing Louis leave, Dr. Franch took out a small black leather notebook from his clothes, opened it and read it.
He frowned suddenly, because he found that there was an extra black card in the small notebook.
Dr. Franch picked up the black card and stared at it for a long time. A look of doubt flashed in his eyes. He really couldn't remember how it came to him.
He just watched silently like this, and the whole person was lost.
It wasn't until he felt his body being shaken that he woke up suddenly, and saw that Louis had come back at some point, holding two bottles of mineral water in his hand, and kept calling his name.
"Grandpa! What's the matter with you?"
"No, I was thinking about something, and I was distracted." Dr. Franch shook his head, put the black card in the small black leather notebook, and after putting it away, he touched Louis' head: "Okay, what are we going to do now?" place?"
"Didn't you just say you were going home?"
"Oh... yes, then go home."
Dr. Franch gathered his mind before starting the GTB.
…
…
In the evening, Bucky waited anxiously.
Because the maid lady left after lunch time, she hasn't come back yet, which is different from yesterday. Yesterday, she came over almost immediately after the lunch time was over, urging her to practice meditation.
Just as Bucky was considering whether he should go outside to try his luck, footsteps suddenly came from behind him.
Bucky knew that the maid was coming, so he turned around immediately.
At this time, the maid was not wearing her black and white maid uniform, but changed into a very casual dress with a light coat on top.
If he hadn't already seen this woman's 'true face', Bucky would have been deceived by this woman's innocent side that suddenly appeared at this time, and he might have to ask questions like how much a night is.
"Didn't I ask you to dress up?" You Ye looked at Bucky, his voice still so indifferent.
Bucky was startled, then looked at himself, and sniffed his collar, "I've dressed up well, and this is the best I can find. You know, I have a penny on me right now." No. This set of clothes is the best one I found in a nearby house, and I even took a shower. You see, this is still a brand name! Zegna! Although the size is a little different, let’s make up for it, shall we?”
"This is a counterfeit product." You Ye shook his head, "Your style was designed by me five years ago. I can tell the real from the fake."
"...you designed it?" Bucky opened his mouth.
You Ye said indifferently: "It's nothing, it's just a little interest in the past. I got a designer position in that company. But it's been several years since I sent a drawing."
Damn... aren't you a bloody female corpse?
"Forget it, just as you said, just let it go." You Ye shook his head: "Anyway, I never expected your taste."
"Speaking of which, I seem to be your guest?" Bucky suddenly asked, "Is this your after-sales service?"
The maid lady said numbly: "I am just assisting you to collect the status of a guide of faith, not to greet you. If you fail to meet my expectations and let my master come back and fail to see the results and be disappointed, I will send you Breaking down into particles smaller than atoms makes you, Bucky, truly a legend."
"I, where are we going now!"
"theater."
Saying so, the maid threw a bottle at Bucky, which contained a light green liquid. The bottle is small, like a perfume bottle.
"What's this?"
"It's used to restore your mental strength." You Ye said indifferently: "Don't use too much. Now at your level, just sniffing is enough to restore once. If you use it too much, your consciousness will explode and your brain will die."
Bucky put it in his pocket without saying a word, and nodded cautiously.
The maid said abruptly, "But your goal tonight is to use up all of it."
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