Scholars in the courtyard

Shengjing.

There is a cool breeze under the night sky.

Yu Zimo was sitting in the office, the ashtray in front of him filled with cigarette butts.

These days, the entire factory is filled with all kinds of restlessness.

Call your superior to verify, ask why, and what is going on.

The answer I got was always one word: no comment.

Some people even warned him not to ask questions that he shouldn't ask.

Just wait.

However, no one has come to take charge of the work. The whole factory is in a panic and normal production cannot keep up. Many people have no mind to work. How can they continue their tasks?

Yu Zimo took puffs of the cigarette and shrank into the darkness.

Why think so much now?

There's no point in thinking more.

Maybe the person who will replace you is already on the way.

Cover your face with your hands.

Recalling every little detail of the past in my mind, I think it was such an honor for them to have successfully developed the J-7.

He still remembered the advice the old leader gave him when he took over the heavy responsibility from him.

Serve the country and strengthen the army.

But now

Tears dripping quietly in the dark night

Bang Bang

There were two knocks on the door, and then it was pushed open. Three or four figures walked in, then sat aside in silence.

Several people asked one by one.

Yu Zimo touched his pocket and found that his cigarette was finished.

So he picked up the matchbox and played with it in his hands, "What's the point of me talking? I don't know how long I can do this."

After the words were spoken, the room fell silent.

Suddenly, the old man who was leading the group stood up and said, "Old Yu, I, Bian Xiang, speak directly. I know you don't like it, but for the sake of the factory, I have to speak regardless of whether it sounds good or not."

Bian Xiang had a serious look on his face and he was even more determined to come this time.

The aircraft factory cannot continue to be in chaos and must restore stability as soon as possible.

"I have also met Yang Bu. Although we didn't say much, I know from the discussions of people around me that Yang Bu is an expert."

"Moreover, the Yang Department treats everyone equally. It's not as bad as others say."

"The Nine Departments are not some terrible beast. They are our own comrades."

"Instead of waiting here, you might as well take the initiative to contact them."

"Of course, if it's inconvenient for you, a few of us can come."

"There's Xiao Wu in the Ninth Department, as well as a few people we know."

After Bian Xiang finished speaking, the people behind him immediately turned their eyes to Yu Zimo.

They didn't want to come in the first place, thinking of contacting the Nine Departments directly and then using their personal prestige to stabilize the situation.

But Bian Xiang insisted on coming to inform the meeting, saying that they could not go beyond the factory, and he also said that the factory director was not in the same camp as those people.

He also said that the fire in the factory director's heart has not been extinguished.

Everyone had no choice but to follow along.

If the factory manager in front of them still doesn't take care of the matter, then it's not their fault.

After Bian Xiang finished speaking, Yu Zimo raised his head, the tears in the corners of his eyes had dried up, and his expression became solemn.

"You're right, this is definitely not the solution."

With a hoarse voice, Yu Zimo finally made a decision at this moment.

Since we have reached a point where there is no way out, there is nothing to worry about.

When they heard Yu Zimo's voice, everyone's eyes lit up.

Their coming forward is only a temporary measure. If the factory director stands up at this time, people's hearts can be better stabilized.

“Turn on the light!”

Yu Zimo threw the matchbox in his hand onto the table, his voice unquestionable.

Snap

The rope was pulled, the light bulb came on, and the dazzling light made several people close their eyes unconsciously.

At this time, Bian Xiang, who was approaching, noticed the traces of tears in the corners of Yu Zimo's eyes.

"Hello, Xiao Wu, it's me."

Wu Zhe was surprised to hear Yu Zimo's voice coming from the public phone, and he immediately thought of the purpose of the other party's call.

Ever since the news came out that Shengjing Aircraft Factory was transferred to the Ninth Department, he had thought that someone would call him.

After all, I've been there, so I know some things clearly.

To be honest, he was somewhat looking forward to the aircraft factory being incorporated into the Ninth Department.

It’s not because the Nine Departments are expanding their influence, but because I’m happy for those people in the aircraft factory who have always stayed on the front line.

Ever since he led the team to Sijiu City, he has not worried about anything else.

Later, nine more departments were added.

Here, he can devote himself to his work wholeheartedly, and other matters will be taken care of by dedicated personnel.

And now, those comrades who once fought together can also concentrate on their research like him. I am happy for them from the bottom of my heart.

I am looking forward to this day coming sooner.

I also hope that my former comrades can fight side by side again.

But he didn't expect that the first person to be hit was the old factory manager who had taken good care of him before.

"Director, how come you have time to call me?"

Wu Zhe put aside his messy thoughts and started to be polite.

"Hey, the whole factory is in a panic right now, I have plenty of time."

Yu Zimo pretended to be nonchalant, but his meaning was to tell Wu Zhe about the situation in the factory.

"Yeah?"

Wu Zhe frowned.

"yes!"

A long sigh came from the other side.

The two talked for a few words and then fell silent.

"Xiao Wu, this factory is the product of our hard work, and it is also the property of the country and the people."

"I hope you can mention this to the leaders of the Ninth Department and give our comrades some reassurance as soon as possible."

After the other party finished speaking, without waiting for Wu Zhe to answer, his voice changed again.

"Xiao Wu, I am Old Braid."

"Uncle Braid, you are here too."

This time Wu Zhe's voice was noticeably more enthusiastic.

"What do you mean I'm here too? Can't I be here too?"

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"Let me tell you, it's not just me here. There's also Old Li, Old Sun, the Fire Bull, and the one with the bad temper."

"Hey, Uncle Li, Uncle Sun, Uncle Niu, hello."

Wu Zhe doesn't dare to be arrogant at this moment. These people are his predecessors when he entered the industry, and his current achievements are due to their help.

Furthermore, the people Bian Xiang mentioned are all leaders in aircraft design and research, and each of them has real abilities.

It doesn’t matter if the Shengjing Aircraft Factory loses its director and secretary, it can still do well by replacing them.

But without this group of people, the Shengjing Aircraft Factory would be seriously damaged.

"You have become successful now. You went to Sijiucheng and got the J-10 directly. You are so arrogant. Do you look down on us who are getting the J-8 now?"

Suddenly a voice came, and Wu Zhe immediately knew that it was the hot-tempered Uncle Niu, so he quickly said, "Uncle Niu, don't dare to say that. I'm just a small role here to help out, so I don't dare to say that."

"Oh, you don't even dare to call during festivals. This time, you didn't even say a word about such a big thing. Do you think we are useless and want to kick us out together?"

"Hey, Uncle Niu, if that's what you say, I'll take a plane back tomorrow and bring some wine and pig ears back to apologize to you, okay?"

"Don't give me that. You've been using this trick on me for more than ten years, and you're still using it again."

Uncle Niu said this impatiently, but his tone was no longer as stiff as before.

"Okay, let me tell you."

Bian Xiang pushed Uncle Niu aside and said, "Xiao Wu, Director Yu just explained it clearly."

"I know you have a good relationship with Yang Bu now. Can you help me find out what's going on? Our factory is in a big commotion right now. It's not good."

"Some people are still capable, but now they have to be transferred away, which is not good."

"I have spent most of my life learning, and now I am forced to feed pigs. Isn't this a waste?"

"As for those who are in college, it is not easy for this country to train one. If they are asked to move bricks, isn't this a waste of their skills?"

"Xiao Wu, you also know our situation. Uncle doesn't need you to fight for it. You just need to tell Yang Bu the facts. I know Yang Bu is a good person with a strong sense of responsibility."

Wu Zhe took a deep breath and said calmly, "Uncle Bian, and Director Yu, I will tell you the truth now, including the current situation and the past situation."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then Director Yu's voice came, "No problem."

Hearing this, Wu Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, then thought of something, gritted his teeth, and spoke again.

"Director, hello Uncle Braid, there is something you need to be mentally prepared for."

"you say."

Wu Zhe was still calculating in his mind, but thinking that the news from the Ninth Department would be announced in the next two days, he gritted his teeth and said, "Director Yu, from now on, Shengjing Aircraft Factory will be under the jurisdiction of the Ninth Department."

"So, it's not appropriate to call it Shengjing Aircraft Factory anymore."

"What's that called?"

Yu Zimo's expression changed.

Shengjing Airport has become a regional landmark.

It is also a symbol in the hearts of these Shengjing aerospace people.

Now, it’s gone?

Not only Yu Zimo, but also Bian Xiang and others felt uncomfortable.

This is the aircraft factory to which they have devoted so much effort.

Can't even keep the name now?

Several people looked unhappy.

Hearing the question, Wu Zhe replied, "From now on, Shengjing Aircraft Factory will be renamed Red Star Aircraft Manufacturing Factory."

"Red Star Aircraft Manufacturing Plant?"

When everyone heard the voice, their faces became solemn.

Wu Zhe didn't say anything more and told them that these had already violated the regulations. Besides, he was not sure about the others.

After hanging up the phone, Wu Zhe looked at the sky and thought about Yang Xiaotao's current situation, so he decided not to disturb him.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow."

After saying that, Wu Zhe walked towards home.

On the other side, the people who hung up the phone remained silent in the office.

"Damn it, isn't it just a name change?"

"It's just a change of name, but the essence remains the same. As long as we are still here, the soul of the aircraft factory will still be here!"

Uncle Niu slapped his thighs, and the slapping sounds continued, but there was a hint of reluctance in his voice.

"It's just a name change, what's the big deal?"

Bian Xiang took out a cigarette, lit it, and then spoke softly.

Everyone was puzzled, so Bian Xiang looked at Yu Zimo and said, "People used to say that we were the aircraft factory in Shengjing."

"From now on, if anyone asks us again, we will say it is a state-owned aircraft factory."

After hearing this, everyone fell silent, and then bright colors burst out in their eyes.

"Old Braid, what do you think? Will we manufacture the J-10 in the future?"

“Will you be able to make a better aircraft than the J-10?”

Suddenly, Uncle Li asked.

In the room, everyone's breathing suddenly became heavy.