Scholars in the courtyard

Huang Lao's words made Yang Xiaotao fall into deep thought.

It is clearly stated that this matter was decided by the higher-ups, but why did they avoid me?

As the person involved, shouldn't such a big matter be discussed with myself?

Or maybe some people don't want to see me?

That's why Old Qin was asked to act as the middleman. Old Qin also knew that the matter was difficult, so he asked Old Huang and Old Wang to help.

His eyes quickly met with Mr. Huang, who nodded slightly, allowing Yang Xiaotao to confirm his guess.

Then, quickly weigh the pros and cons in your mind.

First of all, it is better to take over the J-8 myself than to be half-baked now.

Especially in the current environment, many things are not easy to do.

Secondly, the J-8 was the air guardian in its previous life, but it took more than ten years from research and development to flight tests and finally to final production.

Among these, there are personnel difficulties, R\u0026D difficulties, and various other difficulties. Even because of the excessively long R\u0026D cycle, some equipment is in a backward state after it is manufactured.

Therefore, we can only continue to research, develop and improve.

But now that I have myself, I can definitely shorten this time.

After all, I am a man with a system.

Finally, this is an order from above.

What is there for me to refuse?

There is no choice at all.

All in all, if I accept this task, my image of being able to take the overall situation into consideration will be improved in front of my superiors.

vice versa!

After thinking it through, Yang Xiaotao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and said, "In other words, as long as the negotiations don't go well, there's no need to talk about the J-8, right?"

Yang Xiaotao spoke calmly while smoking a cigarette, but his eyes were looking at Old Qin.

Obviously, when the three of them came this time, Mr. Huang was invited by Mr. Qin to act as a lobbyist, and he was the protagonist.

As for Mr. Wang, it’s hard to say about this guy.

Old Qin took a deep breath, then sat up straight and shook his head, saying, "No!"

"Whether this thing succeeds or not, the higher-ups have issued a document stating that the Shengjing Aircraft Manufacturing Plant will now belong to your nine departments."

"The manufacturing and design of the J-8 aircraft will all belong to you."

"Shengjing has also been notified of this! Just send someone to contact them when the time comes!"

Mr. Huang also said, "The Shengjing Aircraft Factory is nominally under the jurisdiction of the Third Ministry of Machine Building. This time, Zhang Ban went to the southwest and didn't come back. He told me that he had no objection and that if you need anything, just ask him."

The three of them remained silent after hearing what Yang Xiaotao said.

After all, it’s really hard to say about the Northeast.

As a national heavy industrial base, it has a special status.

The status of Shengjing Aircraft Factory is among the best in the country's heavy industry.

Moreover, this time the approval from above went too smoothly.

Such a big thing was decided in just one or two days?

In one sentence, one notice was given to nine departments?

Jiubu, even though the three of them didn’t say it out loud, they all knew in their hearts the Jiubu’s tendency!

All this was completely beyond their expectations.

At first they thought it was for this mission, but after careful consideration, they realized there might be something else going on.

Of course, these are all decisions made by our superiors and they have no room for bargaining.

At this moment, Yang Xiaotao finally remembered what the old man said to him in the hospital corridor that day.

I also understand that the Shengjing Aircraft Factory matter was most likely approved by him.

Only this old man has this ability.

In this case, he had no reason to refuse.

"Okay, now that it's decided, I have nothing to say!"

After Yang Xiaotao figured it out, he said, "I will discuss with Secretary Li and the others tomorrow to see how to deal with the aircraft factory."

Seeing this, everyone nodded.

An aircraft factory, no matter how difficult it is, is just an aircraft factory.

At worst, just replace the leaders.

"So, what's the situation at the exchange meeting now?"

Yang Xiaotao asked again, and Mr. Huang picked up the cigarette box and lit it.

Mr. Wang took the cigarette box and smoked one, then put the cigarette box into his pocket.

Old Qin didn't care. "Old Chen has already rejected him several times, but he keeps following him!"

"Now, the price is almost 100 million!"

Having said this, Mr. Huang and Mr. Huang both took a deep breath.

Yang Xiaotao frowned, "Why do you have to buy this?"

"As for the neighbors around them, can they use it if they buy it?"

After hearing this, Mr. Qin spread his hands and said, "They said if you want to buy something, buy the best!"

Yang Xiaotao opened his mouth, then closed it speechlessly.

This dog is rich!

"That's going to be difficult!"

"One wants to buy this, and the other wants others to buy something else. Isn't this going in the opposite direction?"

Old Qin also nodded, "So, it's not that you have a way, so I let you come!"

"I was just talking nonsense, you're the only one who took it seriously!"

Mr. Qin didn't care. "Of course I have to take it seriously! Otherwise, how can I report to the task?"

"You did the job, but you got me into trouble!"

As the two were talking, Mr. Huang interrupted and said, "Don't feel pressured. Even if the deal doesn't go through, there's still righteousness!"

“It can’t be done if it can’t be done.”

"We don't need those few hundred million!"

Mr. Huang said this in a pretentious manner. Mr. Wang, who was standing beside him, curled his lips when he heard it. He probably thought in his heart that he was just trying to be pretentious!

Yang Xiaotao agreed casually, "Yes, are we the kind of people who are short of that little money?"

Mr. Wang was completely speechless, "You two are really good at pretending!"

But soon, an expression of regret appeared on Mr. Wang's face.

Because it was really installed by Yang Xiaotao.

Seeing Mr. Wang like this, Yang Xiaotao looked over curiously.

Facing Yang Xiaotao's gaze, Wang Lao said again, "Boy, I'm going to tell you a secret. How about you promise me something?"

When Yang Xiaotao heard this, he immediately turned his head and looked to the side.

I'm here again. Last time I suffered a loss at the hands of Mr. Zhang, who blackmailed me for twenty planes.

This guy definitely has bad intentions.

"Well, you are such a cunning fellow that you won't let anyone take advantage of you at all."

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao was unwilling to speak, Mr. Wang said unhappily, "Let me tell you, this time, for the calculators you sent to the Susco exhibition, our friends in the desert directly placed an order for 50,000 units."

"When you go to the Nine Departments, you will probably know."

As soon as Wang Lao finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao was also surprised, "Fifty thousand units, that would be about ten billion."

Old Wang's eyes were filled with envy. "Nonsense, this is just one company. According to the information sent back by Old Chen, the other orders combined have nearly 10,000 units."

"You guys this time"

Old Wang sighed, feeling a little sour in his mouth.

"I regret it so much now. If I had known that the calculator was the goose that laid the golden eggs, I would never have given the person to you no matter what!"

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"It would be great if I could keep it."

"What a loss, what a loss."

Old Wang took out a cigarette from the box in his pocket and lit it up with a distressed look.

When Old Qin saw this, he immediately laughed and said, "Come on, the hen is with you. At most, you can fatten it up for meat and it can also lay eggs!"

"You, you don't have that kind of fate!"

"What do you mean by not having that luck? The people doing the research and development are all ours. We just lack an 'idea', okay?"

Mr. Wang is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

Old Qin ignored him. This guy was just irritated and would be fine after a while.

"No wonder, it's hard to refuse such a generous offer!"

Yang Xiaotao lit a cigarette and spoke to Mr. Huang.

Huang Lao lit up his cigarette with his fingers, shook off the ash, and said with a smile, "When the alliance ordered 10,000 units, they were already shocked enough! But who would have thought that there would be something even more shocking."

"But no matter how rich you are, you can't keep it if you don't have the right weapons."

"It's like a little kid holding gold on the street. It's dangerous."

Mr. Qin was deeply touched after hearing this. "That's right. I guess the other party wants the plane so badly because they saw this point."

Old Wang sneered, "How can we give away such a precious weapon to others so easily?"

"If they can buy it with money, will they also sell it if someone else offers a higher price?"

"These businessmen cannot be trusted."

Several people nodded in approval.

From beginning to end, no one said the word "sell".

"But they do have a lot of money."

Old Wang narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Xiao Yang, uncle treats you well, doesn't he?"

Shengjing, aircraft manufacturing plant.

In the secretary's office, factory director Yu Zimo sat on a bench, the cigarette in his hand flickering, the smoke coming out of his nose and quickly spreading in the room.

In front of the window, Secretary Xing Fenghua was looking at the situation in the manufacturing factory outside and the busy workers, smoking one cigarette after another.

The two stayed in the room for most of the day without speaking.

Bang Bang Bang

A knock on the door interrupted the silence between the two. Director Yu stretched his stiff body, then leaned back in his chair comfortably without saying a word.

Xing Fenghua, who was standing in front of the window, heard the voice and put half of his cigarette on the windowsill. Then he turned around and said, "Come in."

As the voice fell, the door opened and a hurried figure walked in.

"Secretary, Director, this is..."

"How can you be so flustered?"

Before the other party could finish speaking, Xing Fenghua started scolding.

The man immediately stood up subconsciously, then held his breath and handed the telegram forward.

Upon seeing this, Xing Fenghua took a deep breath, walked forward to take the report, then opened it and took a look. His arms trembled slightly for a moment.

"Old Yu, take a look."

Xing Fenghua handed the report to Yu Zimo, who took it indifferently and took a look at it.

Then his eyes fell on Xing Fenghua.

The content of the report was very simple, it was to transfer Xing Fenghua away from the aircraft manufacturing plant, and the destination was also determined, which was the aircraft manufacturing plant in the southwest.

The only difference is that he was not the first secretary, but the third secretary.

Obviously, Xing Fenghua was demoted.

Seeing that Xing Fenghua looked unhappy, Yu Zimo didn't say much, but just waited quietly.

The higher-ups have made arrangements for Xing Fenghua, so he should not be far away.

He waved his hand and asked the secretary to leave.

Xing Fenghua's face turned ugly in an instant.

"Old Yu, I can't figure it out. I can't figure it out."

Xing Fenghua's face was ferocious and his body was shaking.

"Why? Why do you want to erase my achievements and despise my hard work with just one sentence? Why?"

Xing Fenghua suppressed his anger and pounded the table with his fists.

Yu Zimo on the side remained silent.

But I already have the answer in my heart.

Why?

hehe!

Don’t you know it yourself?

Jiubu, what is that place?

That was the person who dared to incite workers to go against certain people in Beijing.

That is someone who cannot tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes.

What you are doing, the meal of remembering the bitter past and thinking of the sweet future, the big meeting every three days and the small meeting every two days, then look at the aircraft designers in the workshop, what do they eat? What kind of work do they do?

You shout slogans and call for building the revolution all day long, but don't you know what state you have reached in aircraft production?

No matter how loud the slogans are, it’s useless if you can’t get on the plane. And you’re still complaining here. That’s enough for you.

This arrangement was obviously made by your superiors for your own good, to give you some dignity.

If people from the Ninth Department really come, the scene will probably not be good.

Yu Zimo looked at Xing Fenghua who was sulking in silence, but he was worried about his own future.

After all, he is the director of the aircraft manufacturing plant.

"This time, I don't know how to arrange it this time."