Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

"Everyone, it's time for dinner. Weren't you here to ask me to eat?" Qin Yang entered the meeting room and saw pairs of concerned eyes. He rubbed his stomach and said, "I just returned from abroad and I'm already hungry. When people are hungry, their blood sugar gets low and their brains stop thinking..."

"I heard from Old Han that Qin Yang is an extraordinary person, unafraid in any situation. Seeing him today, it's indeed true. Alright, bring on the canned food!" Leader Duan, who had finished the meeting and talked with Old Tu for a while, said with emotion.

"Canned food alone is hard to swallow, so I'll need a bottle of... a bowl of egg drop soup as well." Qin Yang really wasn't being polite.

Soon, the items were brought over, and Qin Yang, under the gaze of everyone, ate the canned food while drinking the egg drop soup.

The aroma wafted through the meeting room, and soon, everyone else's stomachs began to rumble.

"Alright, I'm full. Now, what's the matter you wanted to see me about?" Qin Yang wiped his mouth. He wasn't putting on airs, but he was genuinely hungry, and this meeting had been going on for hours. He really couldn't do without eating something.

"President Qin, it's about promoting the J-7 fighter jets equipped with Marconi's avionics to the international market." Old Tu said, "President Qin, shouldn't we go and contact the major clients in the Middle East?"

"Isn't this matter being handled by CATIC?" Qin Yang said, "Our Fangbei Industrial Corporation mainly sells army weapons and equipment. Haven't you contacted them yourselves?"

CATIC had just been established and hadn't started engaging in foreign trade yet! Everyone didn't have much experience in how to conduct foreign trade. At this moment, hearing Qin Yang say this, everyone's faces looked very awkward.

"However, we are all brother units. We can't just stand by and do nothing if you have difficulties. If this business is to be taken over by our Fangbei Industrial Corporation, then we will not shirk our responsibility," Qin Yang said.

Everyone understood. Qin Yang came here, made everyone sit on the sidelines, and ate here, actually to give everyone a show of strength. Qin Yang was actually trying to snatch CATIC's business!

The expressions on the faces of several leaders immediately turned ugly.

Just then, footsteps came from outside.

"I have three more meetings to attend today, but I was worried about the situation here, so I took the time to come and see..."

Qin Yang looked over at a thin old leader walking in. He was wearing a somewhat faded military uniform, but the two red collar tabs were very new. He walked with a slight limp in his left leg. Immediately, Qin Yang stood at attention with respect: "Leader Zhang?"

Born in 1910, Leader Zhang had a life full of ups and downs. He was born into a peasant family and joined the revolution when he was in middle school. He was arrested and imprisoned twice, but still firmly believed in his ideals. After the founding of New China, he worked for a long time in leading positions in the field of national defense science and technology and the defense industry.

"Oh, there's actually a young man in our meeting room? Young people are good!" Leader Zhang said with a smile, "The future of our country rests on you young people!"

"Yes, we will definitely work hard to build a prosperous and strong motherland and make our military technology the strongest in the world!"

"Leader Zhang, you are amazing. As soon as you arrived, you made President Qin obedient." Leader Duan said with a smile, "Just now, he was setting conditions for us."

"Oh? What's going on?" Leader Zhang became interested.

After hearing Leader Duan's explanation, Leader Zhang nodded: "Since Little Qin has this ability, let him do it!"

Hand it over to him?

Then what are we at CATIC supposed to do? This is the first military aircraft export contract since CATIC was established!

"Leader Zhang, I, Qin Yang, am young and taking on such a heavy responsibility. I'm really a little embarrassed. Please let the comrades at CATIC help out and complete this project together. Our Fangbei Industrial Corporation will take half the commission." Qin Yang was rarely humble.

"Of course, the comrades at CATIC must be responsible, but their main task is to learn how to engage in foreign trade. Let them follow along and learn this time." Leader Zhang said, "Fangbei Industrial Corporation should charge whatever fees you should charge. The more military aircraft you sell, the more money we will make. Alright, that's settled. I still have to go to the next meeting."

Leader Zhang stayed for ten minutes and then left. Everyone present was stunned.

How could Leader Zhang trust Qin Yang so much? This is unscientific!

Several months later, when the T-72 tanks crossed the ocean and arrived in the East, they finally understood Qin Yang's role in this project. No wonder Leader Zhang made the decision on the spot. He must have already known about the secret introduction of the T-72 tanks.

At this time, after sending Leader Zhang away, Old Tu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Alright, now that it's settled, President Qin, when will we go and promote the aircraft to customers?"

"Don't rush."

Don't rush?

Everyone was burning with anxiety, but you actually said don't rush?

"Old Tu, do you remember the several conditions we discussed at the beginning?" Qin Yang said.

The J-7 is based on the MiG-21, and customers don't like it. It must be improved. As for how to improve it, Qin Yang had told Old Tu before, but after all, he was a gun manufacturer, not an aircraft manufacturer, so he only talked about ideas, didn't involve the follow-up, and didn't know how Old Tu was progressing.

"President Qin, are you talking about finding Professor Sha to jointly design the double-delta wing layout?" Old Tu asked, "This project has already been tested in the wind tunnel, and the performance is not bad. The subsonic maneuverability has increased by 20%, but..."

The MiG-21 was born in an era that pursued high altitude and high speed. The small MiG-21 could fly at Mach 2, but its subsonic maneuverability was not high. Old Tu was determined to modify the design of the J-7, so he followed Qin Yang's suggestion and found Professor Sha from Northwestern Polytechnical University, and it really worked. However, this is just a wind tunnel model!

"There's no 'but'. Only the outer half of the wing is changed. It's entirely possible to use an aircraft that is currently being assembled to modify it. Since our aircraft is to be exported, it must use excellent performance to open up the market." Qin Yang said, "There must be three sets of pylons on the wings. Even after the auxiliary fuel tank is mounted on the inner side, there are still four pylons for missiles, especially the ability to launch French R550 missiles."

Old Tu nodded: "We are all working on these supporting facilities, but it takes time..."

"But, this means we have to continue to invest. What if we can't sell it..."

"Old Tu, if we can't sell it, our Fangbei Industrial Corporation will compensate you for the loss!" Qin Yang glanced at Old Tu: "It's just selling a few aircraft, it's not a big deal. Once you improve it, you can sell it in minutes."

"Good, that's well said. Fangbei Industrial Corporation is indeed a rising star in our military industry's foreign trade! President Qin is indeed an elite in our military industry!" Just then, another person walked in.

Hey, this is an important meeting, with a high level of confidentiality, okay? Why do irrelevant people always come to visit? Qin Yang turned his head, and then, he was stunned again.

Old Lin?

Double-delta wing