Actually, when Yu Lian showed up in his general's uniform, his two old friends, whom he hadn't seen in years, did feel a little awkward at first. When they realized he was looking at them with sympathy, they became even more uncomfortable.
They only relaxed when Yu Lian tossed each of them a bottle of ice-cold soda.
Ice-cold soda really was a wonderful thing.
In a setting like this, tea would have seemed too bureaucratic, coffee too businesslike. A glass of red wine each would have made them look like self-righteous predators plotting how to fleece the masses.
Only ice-cold soda could sincerely represent friendship and overcome the barriers between classes!
Everyone, please remember: if you don't have a girlfriend, it's definitely because you've never thrown a bottle of ice-cold soda to a girl. Understand this: no one can resist ice-cold soda. If once isn't enough, throw her two!
Yu Lian said, "A person's fate and development are like a cycle! But people are strange creatures. They just keep rolling around in circles until, before they know it, they've grown up."
Buska laughed sheepishly, his eyes and brows still open and frank. It was easy to picture him as he'd been back then, rapping while roasting a capitalist representative and playing with a hammer at the same time.
"Captain... uh, General, Commander?"
"Call me Captain if you like. You could say it's my personal nickname. There's no one else here, anyway." Yu Lian smiled. "But I thought your specialty was metallurgy and heavy machinery. How did you get into shipbuilding, too?"
"I have Dr. Xie and Director Karl to thank for trusting me. I told them I studied mechanical engineering, and they said that since I'd joined the Tulong factory to tighten bolts, I could tighten bolts on warships too.