Montado no Vento no Mar Vastíssimo
Vento se levanta entre os três montes e duas bacias, o vento forte não arranca dinheiro é mentira! A majestosa terra de Xinjiang, como pode ser limitada aos setores da agricultura, pecuária e indústria leve? O especialista técnico sênior do Centro Nacional de Pesquisa em Energia Eólica, Maimaitituersun, diante da areia de vento de 1986 que parecia ligeiramente desconhecida, reacendeu novamente o desejo de cavalgar o vento. O sonho de energia eólica das duas gerações, a antiga e a nova, romperá aqui muitas dificuldades, alcançará a independência e avançará rumo ao globo!
Montado no Vento no Mar Vastíssimo
“Do you think you’re the factory director now?!”
In the personnel office of the Hydraulic Machinery Factory in Nianzigou, Urumqi, Deputy Section Chief Xu Aiping, in charge of labor discipline, glared fiercely at the young man before her and began to enumerate his “offenses.”
“Yesterday you, Mamat, offended Commissioner Ma and several senior workers. Today you shamelessly come to ask me for leave. Tell me, how many times have you taken leave this month?”
“Chief Xu, please calm down. You see, this time I really have urgent business. I know I was wrong before, making Commissioner Ma and the senior workers unhappy. I truly regret it in my heart.
Chief Xu, you are generous and broad-minded. Please, just approve my leave this once. I promise I’ll work hard when I return.”
“How come I never realized you could be so slick with words?” Xu Aiping sneered. “Don’t try to play the pitiful card with me. I know exactly what you’re up to. You want to go out of the region to find work? You must be out of your mind. Be careful or I’ll report you to the factory director, and you’ll be in big trouble!”
As she spoke, Xu Aiping slammed the desk forcefully, the loud noise drawing curious glances from the next office.
Faced with such an aggressive and relentless “formidable” woman, even someone as eloquent as Mamat was left speechless.
Yet his silence seemed only to give Xu more ammunition for mockery, as she pressed on: “I thought you’d finally learned to talk, but you’re still the same as ever.”
Hearing this, Mamat’s face darkened instantl
