Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

Americans are so practical; they offer rewards for problems they can't solve. Someone will always figure it out. Honors and such are secondary; money is what really matters.

With a million dollars in hand, Qin Yang directly gave the check to Yu Ximing. Yu Ximing held the check with trembling hands. A million dollars, right here on this piece of paper!

Of course, this money was only temporarily held by President Qin for safekeeping. After all, President Qin earned the money. This was just for show in front of the foreigners.

However, he didn't know that this was just his own idea. When they talked privately, Qin Yang waved his hand generously and said that the money was for them as seed money to develop a trainer aircraft. Even if Old Ba didn't cooperate, they could still develop this trainer aircraft themselves!

A carrier-based trainer aircraft can be used as a land-based trainer, but a land-based trainer cannot be used on a carrier. Let's just develop a carrier-based one directly. It will have a stronger structure and be more suitable for the trainees' rough handling.

The roar of the plane sounded as Lei Zi performed over a dozen pull-ups from a dive in the sky. Seeing that the fuel was almost used up, he aimed at the runway and landed.

After the plane came to a stop, a crowd of people gathered around. Lei Zi climbed out of the cockpit and saw the people standing below.

"President Qin, I have successfully completed the test flight mission!"

"Okay, these were in my custody, and now I'm giving them to you."

Looking at the envelope that Qin Yang took out, Lei Zi could only pocket it for now, planning to return it to President Qin later.

However, Qin Yang didn't want Yu Ximing's money, so he certainly wouldn't want Lei Zi's ten thousand dollars. This was what Lei Zi deserved.

"Let's go celebrate," Harry said excitedly. "At the most luxurious hotel you have here, we'll have a banquet!"

The backwardness of Guizhou Province can be seen in its architecture. As the provincial capital, one of its landmark buildings is the three-story Yunyan Hotel, which is only for high-ranking cadres. The best restaurant is the Jinqiao Restaurant, built in the tenth year after the founding of the country, with a strong old Russian style.

The main structure is a ring-shaped foreign building, with a red carpet at the entrance. The doors are glass, the floor is marble, and the walls are covered with wallpaper. It is a place specifically for receiving high-ranking leaders or foreign guests, and only later did it gradually open to the public.

This banquet was held at the Jinqiao Restaurant. Since the foreigners were paying, it couldn't be too shabby.

Qin Yang stayed with the foreign guests the whole time, and Lei Zi was also the center of attention, so he didn't find a chance. After entering, he saw Qin Yang going to the restroom, so Lei Zi quickly followed.

"President Qin, here's the money for you," Lei Zi said, taking out the envelope.

"Give it to me? This is your money, not mine."

"I don't need it either, President Qin. You should know that everything I have is issued by the higher-ups. Money is useless to me, and foreign exchange is even more useless."

"How is it useless? You'll need it in the future."

Lei Zi was curious: "What do you mean?"

"Next…" Qin Yang explained.

In the banquet hall, Harry raised his glass: "Come, let us thank the Easterners for their contribution. Without you, we would have spent a huge amount of energy to solve this headache of a death dive. Thank you."

"You're welcome. It's our honor to be of help."

Soon, everyone dispersed, each holding a glass of wine and chatting with people.

Thomas held a glass of wine and looked at Lei Zi. When the others separated from Lei Zi, he went up to him: "Mr. Lei, your flying skills are amazing, just like our best test pilots."

"So-so," Lei Zi said modestly, but in his heart, he thought, 'Sure enough, President Qin was right.'

"Mr. Lei, your skills are wasted in the East. After all, the most advanced aircraft in the East are only the J-7 and J-8 second-generation aircraft. As for the twin-engine Q-6… variable swept-wing technology is already outdated." Thomas said, "Your talent cannot be displayed in the East. Do you want to develop in the West?"

Thomas's eyes were full of anticipation.

Lei Zi's skills were indeed very good. He could take off and land on his first flight, and he could fly the death dive on his third flight. This kind of person was born to fly, so he hoped to bring this kind of person to the United States. So many dangerous subjects could be handed over to Easterners to fly. They would not bargain, and their discipline was unbelievably good.

"Mr. Thomas, I was born into a flying family. My father once fought on the Far East battlefield. I was able to become a pilot because the country spent huge sums of money to train me. Now that I have flying skills, I must also serve the motherland," Lei Zi said, refusing.

Some university students never mention that the country cultivated them and paid for them to study abroad, only saying that this is what they deserve. Because their grades are good, they should get the quota for government-funded international students. As for staying abroad after graduation, that is their own choice and has nothing to do with the country.

These people should see what color their skin is and what blood flows in their bodies. If they were born in a backward country, such as India, they would not even have the qualifications to receive education from an early age. They would still want to become a college student and study abroad?

Lei Zi would not have such thoughts. He is a skilled pilot, but this was cultivated by the motherland. His skills should be used to build the motherland. If our motherland is not good enough, then we will work hard to build it better!

Thomas was a little embarrassed. The other party said it very bluntly. My father once beat you up, and you still want me to join you? Isn't this betraying my ancestors? Impossible, absolutely impossible!

It seems that this matter is going to fail.

"However, I don't have any test flight missions in the next few months. If you invite me, I can go over to help. It's $100,000 a month, but I only fly carrier landings."

Lei Zi was a little nervous. One hundred thousand dollars a month, would they agree? He could even pay them to go, to train on an aircraft carrier for real carrier takeoffs and landings. This was too important, even if it was just flying a trainer.

Will this plan that President Qin proposed work?

While Lei Zi's heart was pounding, he heard Thomas's excited voice: "Of course, after solving the problem of this death dive, our next stage of flight is takeoff and landing on an aircraft carrier. If you are willing, you can go at any time. One hundred thousand dollars a month is not too much. How about we sign a two-year contract first?"