Rebirth of Hong Kong's tycoons, shorting Eagle Sauce

"Boss Wang, Little Boss Wang, great news!"

Commander Zhao seemed particularly excited. He was usually serious, but his smile was particularly bright at this moment.

"Commander Zhao, what is the good news? Why do you want us to go there in person?"

Commander Zhao's next words surprised both father and son:

"The J-9 interceptor has been successfully developed. It has been tested many times not long ago. The test flight data meets the combat standards. It will be put into mass production in a few years!"

Wang Lei asked in confusion: "Didn't the development of the J-9 stop?"

Commander Zhao glanced at Wang Lei, and was in doubt. The suspension of the development of the J-9 was an S-level top secret. Could it be that he let it slip when he was drunk?

He explained:

"We also have to thank Mr. Wang for getting the design drawings and engines of the MiG-23. After our chief engineer of research and development disassembled and analyzed it, he made a historic breakthrough. He restarted the research and development of the J-9. It took only half a month to solve the problem that has troubled us for more than ten years!"

Hearing this, the father and son were also particularly excited:

"It's good to be able to help. The reason why you took us there this time is..."

"Our engineer said that he must thank you in person and show you the J-9 interceptor!"

"It is an honor for us to witness the test flight of the J-9."

Commander Zhao's words made Wang Lei feel warm in his heart. It is indeed a rare honor to be regarded as one of their own by the authorities.

It was another familiar road, and the group came to the nearest military airport.

After checking the identity and letting him pass, Wang Lei found that a fighter covered with black cloth was already parked on the runway.

"Commander Zhao!"

"Master Chen."

An old man wearing glasses waved to the few people.

Zhao Ling introduced the father and son: "Chen Fei, the chief designer of the J-9, is one of the top experts in aerodynamics and turbofan engines in my country!"

Her praise made designer Chen Fei laugh:

"After Director Zhao was promoted, he became more eloquent."

The two sides chatted for a while, and Wang Lei still had something in his mind, so he couldn't help asking:

"Master Chen, may I ask if the J-9 has met the original design requirements?"

When Chen Fei designed the J-9, he required the high-altitude speed to reach 2.5 times the speed of sound, and the maximum altitude to fly to 25,000 meters.

Even in the 21st century, no country's fighter jets can achieve such high indicators.

"Due to material reasons, we have lowered the various predetermined indicators of the fighter, but rest assured, the performance of the J-9 far exceeds that of the J-8 and is close to the level of the world's fourth-generation fighter!"

"Although the specific data cannot be made public, in order to thank you for your outstanding contributions, our test pilots will perform an unprecedented flying show for you."

When Chen Fei said this, his heart was not calm. If he hadn't got the engine and design drawings of the MiG-23, the J-9 would have been forever sealed.

Perhaps they will have to wait another ten years to develop a fourth-generation fighter.

The hard work of countless people will be wasted.

He thanked the Wang family father and son from the bottom of his heart for their contribution.

"It is also an honor for us father and son to help the country."

Just as they were talking, several soldiers pulled back the black curtain, finally revealing the true face of the fighter.

The handsome delta wing and canard made Wang Lei drool, and the appearance was even more beautiful than the J-10 that had not yet debuted.

If it weren't for the isolation line, Wang Lei would have wanted to touch its fuselage.

While he was still reminiscing, a soldier wearing a flight cap walked out of the queue. He stood at attention and saluted:

"Pilot Wang Wei reports to you!"

Wang Lei's eyes widened instantly. This name was so familiar, but the other party was obviously an old pilot. The impression of "81192" should still be a trainee.

Although it was just the same name, Wang Lei's eyes were still wet.

"A Lei, what's wrong with you? Is there anything wrong?"

"No, it's just sand in my eyes."

That being said, his tears still couldn't stop overflowing, which made Zhao Ling laugh. I didn't expect Wang Lei to have such a sentimental side.

"Okay, don't cry, I know you are excited, and others will laugh at you when they see you."

As he said, he hugged Wang Lei's head to his chest and comforted him for a while.

Feeling the softness, Wang Lei "cried" even louder.

Test pilot Wang Wei, walking in military steps, got on the J-9 interceptor with the word 119 painted on it.

As he drove, the plane continued to climb in the sky...

Everyone watching with binoculars nodded repeatedly.

The J-9 is indeed amazing, and can meet many needs of high-altitude and high-speed air defense interception.

Wang Lei watched intently. As an arms dealer, he knew that the J-9 taking off meantWhat, maybe the tragedy of 81192 will not happen again.

A line of pilots saluted the sky together, and many of them shed tears!

After the test flight performance, Commander Zhao took out a piece of calligraphy.

It was the signature that Wang Zhengyi had been thinking about all the time. There were eight big characters on the white paper:

"The greatest heroes serve the country and the people!"

Wang Zhengyi's head was buzzing, and the overbearing president actually showed a silly smile.

"Son, is there anything else we can donate?"

"Dad, you are possessed."

...

On the other hand, the richest man Li did not have a good New Year.

He was in the office of Xizhou, blowing the cold wind and listening to the report of the female assistant.

"Boss, your judgment is correct. There is indeed a force that is constantly squeezing our living space.

They can always buy our negotiation targets first, as if they have opened their eyes."

"Can you find out who is interfering?"

Faced with Boss Li's questioning, the female assistant shook her head:

"Although I don't know who the other party is, I can be sure that the person behind this force is from Wall Street in North America!"

This sentence gave Li, the richest man, a big misjudgment.

Li, who had been prepared for revenge, suddenly became depressed. He was not afraid of the big goose people, the eagle people, the cherry blossom people, and the dragon people, but he was afraid that the other party was from Wall Street in the beautiful country!

It's not easy to deal with.

"Okay, I got it. I asked you to investigate the investment projects in Eagle Country. How is it going?"

The female assistant pushed her glasses and said with some embarrassment:

"The progress is not very smooth. The core industries, such as the power and energy industries, are tightly controlled by the government. They have no intention of selling the industries."

In response, the richest man Li said contemptuously:

"Humph, they are really stubborn. Sooner or later, they will be dragged down by the pig team members. At that time, they will still have to sell the core industries at a low price."

"We are not without gains. We have found several very promising investment projects."

The richest man Li smiled and said:

"Tell me about it. We are not short of money now."

"A company in Eagle Country is researching new energy vehicles to respond to the official call for energy conservation and emission reduction."

If Wang Lei were here, he would be very surprised. The concept of new energy vehicles is very advanced!

In fact, in 1990, General Motors launched a pure electric car to the world.

The assistant's words immediately aroused the interest of the richest man Li. He knew that the price of oil would definitely rise sharply in the future. Perhaps investing in the research and development of electric vehicles is also a good direction.

He immediately said:

"I, Mr. Li, have invested in this project!"