Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

"Alas, I've been so busy these past few days." Qin Yang got out of the car with a sigh. "Old Lin, thank you for driving me home."

"It's my pleasure. It just so happens that I wanted to visit your 960 Factory while I was here."

"Great, then go ahead and take a look around. Chaozi, Chaozi! Come and show Old Lin around."

"What, aren't you going to accompany me?"

"No, I need to go home."

The expression on Old Lin's face was a bit stiff. What's the point of going home? A man should always prioritize his career.

However, Old Lin was too embarrassed to say anything. Qin Yang was, after all, a young man, full of vigor, and he needed to release some energy.

"Old Lin, I'll take you around. Where would you like to go first?" Zhang Chao greeted him.

"Goodbye!" Qin Yang waved his hand and strode towards his house.

Wait, President Qin! Zhang Chao still had a few things to tell Qin Yang, but he didn't expect Qin Yang to leave so quickly, and he couldn't call him back.

He had been busy with work these past few days, holding it in for so long, and it was time to let off some steam. With this thought in mind, Qin Yang happily walked home, thinking about how he would battle Nie Xiaoqian three hundred rounds later. But just as he reached his doorstep, he heard someone else's voice coming from inside.

"Xiaoqian, how about these dumplings I'm making?"

"Not bad, they're starting to look the part. Keep up the good work."

"Xiaoqian, when will President Qin be back?"

"I don't know. Do you need to speak with him about something?"

"No, I just want to have all the dumplings wrapped, or even cooked, before he gets back, so he can eat them right away when he returns."

Is that Natalie?

The Natalie with the curves, long legs, fair skin, and beautiful face?

What is she doing at my house?

After that, in Qin Yang's eyes, Natalie's value was gone, and he naturally forgot about this woman.

However, Natalie had not forgotten him. After all, Qin Yang had boasted about the off-axis firing angle of ninety degrees for the seeker, as well as high-end equipment such as helmet-mounted sights.

These were very helpful for Rafael's Python-4 missile development, so Natalie returned to the capital after finishing her work in Shenyang.

After all, the 960 Factory also had a Python-3 missile production line, which required the guidance of Israeli technicians. It could be said that even if Natalie stayed here all the time, there would be plenty of reasons.

Moreover, this scheming woman, Natalie, was deliberately getting close to Nie Xiaoqian. Now, it was clear that she had become a close friend with Nie Xiaoqian, and the two were making dumplings together at home, waiting for Qin Yang to return.

Of course, Nie Xiaoqian knew what Natalie was thinking, but she could only feign compliance and act like a good sister. At the same time, she found an opportunity to tell Zhang Chao to stop Qin Yang.

Unfortunately, Zhang Chao failed to complete the task. What should Qin Yang do now? His mind was racing to think of a solution.

Forget it, let's just leave. After all, those things were just to fool people. Just because he's an expert in ground weapons doesn't mean he knows everything. If Natalie asks about specific technology later, he'll be exposed.

He'll go back and find Old Lin, accompany him on a tour of the 960 Factory, have a meal, drink some wine, and just sleep in the office for the night.

He'll just have to keep holding it in.

Creak... Just then, the door suddenly opened.

The heating was still on, and the room was a bit hot. Natalie was covered in sweat. Opening the window would be too cold, so she planned to open the wooden door facing the hallway, leaving the screen door outside, to let some air circulate. She didn't expect to see Qin Yang at the door!

"President Qin? You're back? Why don't you come in?" Natalie was extremely excited.

Qin Yang looked at Natalie and suddenly felt his heart start to race.

Natalie was wearing a green housecoat with an apron tied around her waist. The room was very hot, and her clothes were a little wet, clinging to her body and perfectly displaying her curves.

Qin Yang only glanced at her before quickly looking away and into the room: "Xiaoqian, I'm back."

"Okay, you're just in time. We're going to cook the dumplings next, and you'll be able to eat soon."

"Natalie, why don't you go to the kitchen and cook the dumplings too?"

"I don't know how."

"You can learn if you don't know how."

"I'm tired. I want to sit on the sofa for a while. President Qin, your sofa is so soft."

"Okay, you must all be tired. You guys rest, I'll go cook."

As Qin Yang spoke, he went straight to the kitchen.

Natalie had just sat down on the sofa, intending to strike a pose, but she didn't expect Qin Yang to go straight into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Qin Yang glared at his wife: What do you mean by this?

Nie Xiaoqian replied with her eyes: What can I do? She wanted to come to our house to make dumplings together, could I stop her?

She's in our house, how am I supposed to release my pent-up desires?

Qin Yang was planning to do something as soon as he came in, and setting the battlefield in the kitchen wouldn't be bad, but now, he has to endure it again.

"President Qin, let me help too."

A voice rang out from outside.

Nie Xiaoqian walked towards the door with a smile: "No need, let him cook the dumplings. Let's rest outside."

What kind of brain circuit does Natalie have? Qin Yang was still a little curious. Did she think that by getting along with his wife, she could do whatever she wanted in front of her best friend? Isn't that a joke?

We Easterners aren't that open.

Or is she just here for a meal?

Whatever, he had to think of a way. What if this woman has some ulterior motive...

Cooking dumplings is actually very simple. Put the dumplings in boiling water, and add water three times after the dumplings float up. The dumplings are cooked. Qin Yang is good at military industry, and he is also good at cooking. Soon, steaming dumplings were on the table.

"You Easterners say, dumplings and wine, the more you eat, the more you have." Natalie picked up a bottle of wine she had brought: "Should we have some? I asked someone to bring this from France."

As she spoke, she had already opened the cork and slowly poured the mellow, ruby-red wine into a goblet, and a fragrance filled the entire room.

Nie Xiaoqian took a sip: "Not bad, this smells really good."

Qin Yang looked at the Chardonnay label and shook his head: "In our East, only white liquor is called wine, this kind of wine is just mouthwash. Moreover, you still don't understand the breadth and depth of our Eastern culture."

"Oh?"

"Dumplings and wine, the more you eat, the more you have. Do you know what the second half is?"

"What?"

"Dumplings and garlic, life is brilliant."

As Qin Yang spoke, he picked up a peeled clove of garlic, crunched half of it off, and then held up the other half: "Would you like to try it?"

Natalie shook her head quickly.

"Yangzi, Yangzi!" Just then, a voice came from outside.

Zhang Chao walked in like a gust of wind: "Yangzi, Old Lin... Huh? There's a guest at home?"

Zhang Chao pretended to have just noticed that there was an extra person sitting at the dining table: "Ms. Natalie?"

"Yes, Chaozi, better late than never, let's eat together."

As Qin Yang spoke, he put the wine that Natalie had poured in front of him: "Come, have a glass of wine to quench your thirst."

Zhang Chao was really thirsty. He picked up the glass and gulped it down, which was simply a waste of good wine.