Scholars in the courtyard

After the words fell, everyone was shocked.

With the workmanship and design of this model, it's really possible.

Mr. Huang also widened his eyes and pondered silently.

Nowadays, there is a blank in this field in China, and the Nautilus, as the first nuclear-powered submarine, has important reference significance in terms of design concept and composition layout.

It even represents a category or an era.

If I can understand the other party's design concept thoroughly and use it for my own use to make a nuclear-powered submarine that suits China, it will not only fill the gap in this area, but also achieve overtaking in corners, allowing China to jump directly to the international advanced level in this field. level.

At this moment, Mr. Huang felt his whole body trembling.

It is a trembling feeling of hope at the sight of a goal.

The next second, he rolled up his design and looked at everyone solemnly.

"Comrades!"

Wow

Everyone stands up straight.

"From now on, we will design according to the design concept of this big toy!"

"Wang Feng, you are responsible for theoretical derivation!"

"yes!"

"Liu Bin, you are responsible for the structure!"

"yes!"

"Ma Ming, you are responsible for the size of the reactor."

"yes!"

…

"Others, draw the design of this model."

"Let's make a little parrot first."

"yes!"

The people at the research institute immediately got busy, and the thought of reporting and trying it had long been forgotten.

They have no choice but to learn from their failures.

There is a comparison and reference, so of course we need to study it carefully before talking about it.

Otherwise, it will be a waste of national property and research funds.

After everything was arranged, Mr. Huang picked up the phone and called Mr. Qin in Sijiucheng.

"Chief, we have received the model and have studied it."

"It's very instructive. We have never seen this thing before. We didn't know it would be this kind of layout, and we never thought it could be done like this."

"Yes, thank you to the comrades who provided the model. If it hadn't been for this model, we would have been worried about it."

Mr. Huang said happily, and Mr. Qin was equally excited.

Useful is the best news.

Afterwards, Mr. Huang reported his recent arrangements and said that he would build a test aircraft based on the prompts of this model. This decision was supported by Mr. Qin.

"By the way, Xiao Huang, there's something I want to pay attention to."

"Chief, tell me."

"The model, don't damage it. Once it's used up, it's best to reinstall it. We snatched it from someone, and we have to return it to them."

Mr. Qin smiled, and Mr. Huang was stunned. Then he assured on the phone, "Don't worry, chief, I will return it intact."

"Not only must he return it, but we must also give him our best model in China."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and then Mr. Huang's serious voice came, "Chief, we will definitely make the best in China."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Qin sat on the chair and continued to relax with his eyes closed.

It saves me one thing to worry about and I can finally get a good night's sleep.

When I woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Mr. Qin got up to move around, then picked up the phone to report the situation to his superiors.

Hongxing Machinery Factory.

Yang Xiaotao waited for most of the day but did not see a reply from Director Xue, so he knew that his son's toys would not come back.

I have no choice but to prepare a new toy for my son.

Use this method to distract your attention and forget about the submarine.

Yang Xiaotao also thought of this toy, it was a match gun.

He had played with this thing as a child in his previous life, and if he took it out now, the children would definitely like it.

When he came to the third workshop, Yang Xiaotao found a few thick wires, rubber bands, tape, a few scrapped car chains, and spokes.

I roughly processed the chain and spokes on the vise table, then found a corner to sit down and started tinkering.

First, the thick iron wire was processed into the shape of a pistol and the trigger. This was quickly fixed with Yang Xiaotao's abnormal strength.

Then arrange the rough-processed chains side by side, find two to fix the match heads, and pass the remaining thick wire through the holes below.

Yang Xiaotao followed the memory of the past and did it step by step.

While Yang Xiaotao was tinkering with toys for his son, the workers in the workshop who discovered the situation did not dare to disturb him, but they found Zhan Lei and told him about the situation.

Mr. Yang is tinkering with things again.

This news shocked Zhan Lei.

They didn't find out about such a big thing as the motorcycle manufacturing last time. Later, Liu Huaimin and Chen Gongjiang called several workshop directors to criticize it in private. They were very passive for not reporting such a big thing early.

Therefore, several people were very interested in Yang Xiaotao's every move, especially when they were tinkering with things.

Who knows what fun stuff will come out.

After hearing the news, Zhan Lei did not rush forward, but watched from a distance.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao was doing it seriously, he quickly asked people to find Liu Huaimin.

When Yang Xiaotao finished making the match gun, he pulled the rubber band to load it, and then fumbled around in his pocket for a while. Then he remembered that he didn't have the habit of carrying matches, so he was going to ask someone to borrow some.

Just when he raised his head, he saw Liu Huaimin and Chen Gong watching from the side.

"No, secretary, what are you two doing?"

Seeing the two people staring at the thing in their hands, they subconsciously put it in their arms.

"What are you kidding about? What good thing is in your hand?"

Chen Gong squinted his eyes, looking like an old fox.

Liu Huaimin was also curious. The thing made with wire looked a bit like a pistol.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, and Zhan Lei beside them who were all curious, Yang Xiaotao felt relieved, and then took out the match gun in his hand and said, "Little gadget."

"Making a toy for a child is not a good thing."

Chen Gong didn't believe it, but looking at the matchgun in Yang Xiaotao's hand, he felt that it was somewhat different from what he thought.

"You came to the sports car room just to be a toy?"

Liu Huaimin was suspicious, mainly because this kid had a "criminal record" and he had to ask clearly.

"Of course, the submarine we just got last time was taken away. If we don't give the child a new one, there will be a lot of trouble."

Yang Xiaotao said, and then mouthed to Zhan Leinu, "Lend me the matches."

Zhan Lei quickly took out the matchbox and handed it to Yang Xiaotao.

Immediately, Yang Xiaotao pulled out a match, stuffed the red head into the barrel, and then pulled the rubber band to jam the firing pin.

"See, that's how it works."

As he spoke, he pulled the trigger, and the match was knocked ten meters away by the rubber band.

"how."

"Have you never played before?"

Yang Xiaotao made a gun gesture and asked the people around him.

Chen Gong waved his hand, "What a toy, you kid can do it."

Liu Huaimin also shook his head, "If I don't do business, I would still have a pile of documents."

After saying that, the two left the workshop. Zhan Lei on the side smiled awkwardly, and then ran away quickly.

"Now that everyone is playing with real guns, who can draw matches?"

Chen Gong's voice floated over from a distance, making Yang Xiaotao a little stunned.

But when I think about the age of playing this thing, I feel relieved again.

Pocket the match gun and continue.

After all, the Ran family has an older child. If this is done for the Dragon Boat Festival, it would be unreasonable not to do one for my brother-in-law.

After get off work, Yang Xiaotao had two match guns in his hands.

Not to mention, with one hand in his hand, if this was the most handsome boy among the children in their time, he would definitely be the most handsome boy around.

After hitting two matches and finding nothing wrong, he left with the match gun and walked to Ran's house.

In the third workshop, Zhan Lei touched the cigarette case but failed to take it out several times.

There is no way, the matches were taken away by Mr. Yang.

He didn't dare to come forward and ask for it, and now it seemed that he might not come back.

"Director, did Mr. Yang make two guns?"

"Yeah, just to entertain the kids."

"But Mr. Yang really has a way. A few wires can be used to create flowers. Gee, why didn't I think of that?"

"Come on, if you make it, you have to have a son to play with."

"Who are you looking down on? This year I will find a wife, next year I will have my son, and in two years I will make him a match gun."

"Okay, okay, I wish you find a good wife and give birth to a big fat boy."

Several people were talking and laughing, and when Yang Xiaotao came to Ran's house and handed two match guns to Ran Hongbing and Duan Wu, the two little guys' eyes immediately lit up.

After personally demonstrating how to play, the two guys couldn't put it down.

So, under the leadership of their uncle, the two once again became the focus of the children in the yard.

Duan Wu made a snapping sound from his mouth and forgot about the submarine model.

Two days later, the West Flower Hall conference room.

A meeting is going on.

The old man sat at the top and looked at the report submitted by the logistics department.

There is not much content, but it is very exciting to see.

On his left were Mr. Chen and Mr. Qin. Also present at the meeting were Mr. Huang from the First Machinery Department, Mr. Zhang from the Third Machinery Department, and Mr. Wang from the Seventh Machinery Department.

In addition, there are also comrades from the Second Machinery Department and leaders of several other key departments.

After the old man finished reading, he looked at Mr. Qin beside him and said, "Comrades, you have worked hard and are able to achieve this and achieve this. I would like to congratulate them on my behalf."

Mr. Qin smiled.

"They have just made a little progress. They will continue to work hard and strive to make our own as soon as possible."

The old man nodded, then looked at everyone, "I'm gathering everyone together this time. I have something to tell you."

Everyone looked at each other, some of them had already known the news, and looked calm.

Of course, there are also people who lower their heads like children who have done something wrong.

"This time, our nuclear-powered submarines can make great progress. In addition to the hard work of our comrades, there is another key key."

"It's just a submarine model bought from the United States."

Having said this, the old man looked at Mr. Qin and said, "Explain it to everyone."

Mr. Qin nodded and started talking about it when he received the phone call.

When everyone learned that this thing was made and sold by the United States itself, they were all shocked.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be kept secret?

How could outsiders know about it and still make models and sell them all over the world?

Is this because the secret is not exposed quickly enough?

Old Chen, "Old Chen, please tell me about this model."

"good."

"It started when foreign guests visited the Red Star Machinery Factory last time."

As Mr. Chen finished speaking, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Mr. Huang.

According to Mr. Chen, the other party sent more than just a model of the submarine.

In addition to the golden sword, there is also a model of an aircraft carrier.

Although I don’t know what model it is, but judging from the model structure of this submarine, the remaining two items should be high-quality products.

Especially aircraft carriers, which are not available in China!

They don't even have larger ships, and they have never seen them before. How to build them is a problem!

If we had this model, the design of the aircraft carrier might be improved several times.

What a few people can think of, Huang Lao naturally wants to understand.

At this moment, Huang Lao wanted to die.

Why did he pick the wrong string in the first place? The other party took out all the strings and asked him to give them to Yang Xiaotao, but for the sake of face, he only picked one!

Regret!

If there is another time, no matter what his face is, he will definitely keep this kind of good thing.

Huang Lao blamed himself in his heart, and at the same time he was thinking about how to get the remaining two things. Only in this way can he make up for the mistakes he made.

But before that, you have to own your mistakes.

"Chief, I handled this matter improperly, which caused difficulties to the country. I am willing to accept the punishment."

Huang Lao said sincerely, but the old man waved his hand.

"No one would have thought that a model could have such an important role."

"Don't talk about responsibilities. In my opinion, as long as one can bring us benefits, that is success."

"If it weren't for the outstanding performance of your machine shop, there's no way this model would have appeared!"

The old man's words made Mr. Huang feel much better, but he still regretted it deeply.

And this is also the thing that Huang Lao regrets most in his life.

Later, after retirement, Mr. Huang looked at the country's first nuclear-powered aircraft carrier and burst into tears. At the same time, he kept saying to the people around him, "I finally made up for the mistakes I made!"