Chapter 692

"I have to trouble the elder sister inside to hurry up. It's really urgent." While Yang Rui was filling in the form, the nib under his hand almost flew out.

It's also now that we write enough words every day. In the age of computer popularization, it takes more than one minute to write so many words.

Wu Qian didn't understand, GUI didn't understand, but looking at Yang Rui's expression and tone, she said, "just write out the content of the telegram. You don't have to fill in the rest, and then fill it in."

80 The telegram list of the S is similar to the express list of later generations. In addition to the content box, the names, units and mailing addresses of both parties are unavoidable. Because domestic telegrams are also sent by mail, the post office that receives the telegram will send the postman to deliver the telegram to the recipient's unit or home in the form of urgent mail.

It took a lot of time to fill these things up. Wu Qian asked Yang Rui to fill them up, which saved him a lot of time.

Yang Rui nodded and gave Wu Qian the scribbled handwriting a little bit more correct.

Wu Qian quickly into the interior, to the telegraph sister, asked her to copy the front address.

After being teased, Wu Qian spat out her tongue and said to Yang Rui, "don't worry. What you've just written is about to fly. Here, wipe your hands and get ink."

As she said, she handed Yang Rui a rag. Now there is no such thing as paper drawing. The ink is not easy to wash and you can't use a handkerchief.

Yang Rui wiped the rag carelessly, looked at his watch by the way, and said, "the British are waiting in the conference room. They are late. They can't be in a hurry."

"English?" Wu Qian was surprised and said, "foreigners from Xilian factory?"

Yang Rui didn't know how several foreigners became people of Western Union factory, so he nodded.

Wu Qian said, "why didn't you say earlier that it's not about diplomacy."

Yang Rui thought for a moment and hesitated: "it doesn't count."

"You didn't say that. There's an Englishman waiting for you in the conference room?"

"Yes."

"Is it the real Englishman, the British Englishman of England?" Wu Qian stares big eyes to ask.

Yang Rui laughs: "of course, it's a real Englishman."

"That's a diplomatic incident. Premier Zhou said that diplomacy is no trivial matter. You wait. I'll report to Director Wang..." Wu Qian turned and left.

"Premier Zhou is..." Yang Rui thought about it in his head, and then reflected who Wu Qian said. He could only shout in vain: "don't look for the director."

A minute later, director Wang, Wang Guohua's father, ran down, looked around and asked, "where are the British?"

"What Englishman?" Yang Rui thought of the misunderstanding and quickly explained: "there is no British, ah, nothing, I just send a few telegrams."

"It's because of the British." Wu Qian followed the explanation.

Director Wang nodded solemnly: "I understand. Safeguarding diplomatic work is the focus of our post and telecommunications office. As long as it's because of diplomatic work, we should do our best to safeguard it. Xiao Wu, close the door and put up a sign. Now our post and telecommunications office is fully serving the diplomatic work."

Yang Rui watched Wu Qian start to close the door and let go of the gate. He explained with tears and laughter: "it really has nothing to do with diplomacy. It's a business behavior of a private company. It's not diplomacy."

"Yang Rui said there were British people waiting for him in the conference room." Wu Qian called at the door.

"An Englishman is waiting for you in the conference room?" Director Wang asked Yang Rui to confirm the nature.

Yang Rui nods helplessly.

"If foreigners are involved, it must be diplomatic work." After director Wang confirmed, he was quite excited and yelled, "close the door, our institute will do its best to guarantee diplomacy today."

In the post office, there were two people who sent letters. After listening to Director Wang's cry, he was happy to say, "diplomacy is no small matter. It should be, it should be."

Two people ask clear afternoon to open the door again, the letter also did not send, turn around to give way to the position to leave.

Yang Rui was stunned. He was locked up in the post office before he could stop him.

"I'm in a hurry. What do you do if you lock me in?" Yang Rui roared.

"There's a back door." When the people from the post office went crazy, Sister Li also yelled.

Suddenly, Yang Rui felt that the atmosphere in the post office was so warm.

It's kind of like... A command post in combat?

I saw director Wang standing in front of the counter. Several members behind the counter were sitting in front of each other. Their eyes were concentrated.

In the communication and telegraph room, the sound of the telegram seems to be more rhythmic."If you have any requirements, just ask for them." Director Wang faced Yang Rui, like a general.

Such a heroic atmosphere unconsciously infected Yang Rui.

After a short silence, Yang Rui said, "get me through to Xilian factory."

"Connect the Western Union factory." Director Wang, like a general on a destroyer, shouts as if he is ordering the enemy ship to be struck by lightning.

Elder sister Li also put away the idle man's appearance, picked up the phone and repeated in a loud voice: "connect the Western Union factory."

"Connect the Western Union factory." The operator inside is working as he repeats. It looks like a torpedo operator. He is deciding when to release the torpedo and let the life-threatening destroyer out of the death path.

In a moment, the operator got up, handed out the microphone and said, "Comrade Yang Rui, the phone is connected."

"Find Frankie." Yang Rui didn't want to get the microphone directly.

And he soon regretted it.

As soon as the operator heard that it was a foreigner's name, he immediately stood at attention and said, "please call Mr. Frankie. This is Yang Rui calling. Greetings from Xibao post office. I repeat, Mr. Frankie. This is Yang Rui calling. Greetings from Xibao post office! "

It is estimated that the opposite is a circle, asked: "what?"

The operator then repeated "repeat".

With a long sigh, Yang Rui took the phone and said, "if you want to find Mr. Frankie, just say I have something to say. I'm Yang Rui... "

"Oh... Oh." The opposite side finally knew what was going on, and even said: "just a moment, I'll transfer... This... I'll transfer soon, please wait a moment, Mr. Yang Rui. Repeat, I'm about to transfer. Just a moment, Mr. Yang Rui... "

Yang Rui patted his forehead. There was no way.

The telephone time in the county was very fast, and Frankie's "hello" came from the receiver.

Yang Rui gave a reply and said with a smile, "Mr. Frankie, I'm afraid I can't make it back now. However, it should be the same when we talk on the phone."

"Of course."

"It's based on the standards we talked about earlier."

"Of course."

"I'll check it again..." Yang Rui said casually, finally waiting for the telegram.

At this moment, the post office is quiet, everyone is staring, like hiding in a submarine, is to avoid the enemy's sonar.

Yang Rui quickly opened the folded translation and saw three short paragraphs in it

Darbeco believes that PCR is an original technology.

Darbeco praised the originality and value of PCR.

Please refer to the following for details.

"What's next?" Yang Rui is eager to bite.

"The following is still written... No, it's already passed..." the operator pointed to the inside in a panic.

The sound of the telegraph was dense and orderly.

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