Rebirth of the Flying Era

Chapter 1290 is a tough guy

 (8,000 words today, it’s not too much to ask for a monthly vote~)

Zhang Lan came out of Du Fei's office as if nothing had happened, but her heart was far from as calm as she appeared.

 She is not a slutty woman, and she only has one man, her ex-husband.

The reason why she made that request to Du Fei just now by accident was because she had the habit of competing with Zhu Ting, and she also wanted to take this opportunity to bind Du Fei.

In her opinion, before Zhu Ting married Du Fei, the Zhu family was not necessarily high compared to her family.

 At that time, her father and Zhu’s father were mostly equals.

Especially after the last time, Zhang Lan left the capital and went to Shanghai. After thinking about it, she increasingly realized that the key change was in Du Fei.

 This gave her another thought.

 But then again, she didn't expect to capture Du Fei today.

If Du Fei was really that kind of lustful person with no self-control, he would not have achieved what he has today.

So Zhang Lan was also testing. Although her words were explicit, her movements were very restrained, and she didn't even have any physical contact with Du Fei.

 She was testing Du Fei's reaction.

 But the result was not optimistic. Du Fei was very wary and didn't seem to have much interest in her.

 Zhang Lan is very confident in her appearance and figure, and she has a slight advantage even when compared with Zhu Ting.

 What's more, as the old saying goes, a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief.

Zhang Lan looked back outside the fire equipment company, narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, and said to herself, "Du Fei, just wait and see."

On the other hand, after Zhang Lan left, Du Fei returned to the office and walked around the floor twice with his hands behind his back.

 Originally I planned to talk on the phone, but after thinking about it I decided to go.

 Hands up the phone and confirms that Zhu’s father is available. Du Fei immediately drives over.

 When I arrived in the courtyard of Dad Zhu’s office, I saw Dad standing under the verandah smoking a cigarette before entering the house.

Seeing Du Fei coming, he waved directly and said: "Come for a walk with me~"

Du Fei said "Hey" and saw that Dad Zhu was not in a good mood. He couldn't help but think of Wang Hongqi's words. There were some things that even Dad Zhu couldn't stop.

 It seems that he really got it right.

 Du Fei didn't say much and asked Dad Zhu's question. Regardless of whether he was a junior or a subordinate, it was most taboo to speculate on the thoughts of his superiors.

To be more precise, Taboo guessed it and still talked nonsense. Could it be that he had forgotten how Yang Xiu died.

Du Fei just talked about his own business: "Dad, Zhang Lan came to see me just now..."

Dad Zhu nodded: "I know, Lao Zhang talked to me on the phone. He is still very capable. He has been practicing due to physical reasons in the past two years. Now that he has recovered, it is time to take on more responsibility."

Du Fei heard that Zhu's father accepted the Zhang family's approach and gave him a certain degree of trust.

Du Fei didn’t know what the Zhang family paid, but it was certainly not just the contact information of Director Wang of YOFC sent by Zhang Lan.

Du Fei had no intention of exploring, so he asked instead: "Dad, I have heard some rumors in the past two days. Has the higher-ups said something about the big airplane?"

Dad Zhu walked slowly in front, said "hmm" lightly, and wrote lightly: "We have basically reached a consensus to support the continued development of jet airliners."

Even though Du Fei had guessed it, his heart sank when Dad Zhu said it himself.

 But it only took a moment for Du Fei to calm down and did not ask why. It was meaningless. The result was this. What he had to do now was to find a way to deal with it.

 Speaking of which, Du Fei shot himself in the foot this time.

  If we put it in the past, regardless of other conditions, the 50 million US dollars in Ribia alone would be enough to crush all other reasons.

 But today is different from the past. He had just made a fortune and had nearly 20 billion US dollars in gold treasure in his hands. Cardano's 50 million US dollars was not that important.

Although I know it in my heart, I still have to fight for it with my mouth.

 After all, children who cry get candy.

Du Fei said eagerly: "Dad, is there still a chance to turn around? I still want to fight for it."

Dad Zhu paused and said in a deep voice: "There is no need to argue about this matter anymore. Now that we have an opinion, we should put aside our differences, concentrate our efforts, and go all out. We must undermine each other, use dirty tricks, and set obstacles. Absolutely intolerable."

 “Yes~” Du Fei lowered his head slightly.

Dad Zhu sighed and patted Du Fei on the shoulder: "Xiao Fei, this is reality. No one can have a smooth life..."

Du Fei could guess that Dad Zhu didn’t do his best in this matter.

Still, the big plane is a major event in Du Fei, but in the heart of Zhu Da's heart, the weight is not heavy.

 At least in this matter, the best interests of Du Fei and Dad Zhu do not completely overlap.

 The most important thing for Dad Zhu is the economy. The top priority now is also to develop the economy, and he does not want to start a protracted struggle.

The other party also saw it correctly and took out an exchange chip that was enough to make Dad Zhu's heart beat.

This has become the current result.

Du Fei didn't have any complaints in his heart. It would be the same if it were him. This was the case with Zhengji.

 The question now is, what to do next?

Now Du Fei has two choices: first, since he can't beat him, then join the other side. Under the current situation, as long as Du Fei expresses his wish, the other side will definitely welcome him warmly.

 The advantage of this is that he can follow the trend and reap a wave of dividends, but the disadvantage is that Du Fei knows that the result will not be good in the end.

 Second, if we bite the bullet and continue to develop large turboprop aircraft, we will inevitably face huge resistance.

  And in this matter, it is no longer possible to get additional help from Dad Zhu, which is the most difficult thing.

They will also be labeled as "ignorant".

Du Fei frowned and kept asking in his mind, what should we do in this situation now?

 For him who knew the final result, the first option was directly rejected.

Du Fei would rather put down the big aircraft project than go into troubled waters.

He prefers the second option. For firefighting equipment companies, the large aircraft project is very important.

 Once accomplished, it will be a complete transformation. He is not willing to give up now.

But if you insist on it, hard steel will definitely not work. No matter how good you are, Du Fei, do you still want to overturn the world?

 Everything requires a strategy of struggle.

 First of all, you must find a strong enough backer to protect the project...

Du Fei came back from Zhu's father's place, his mind has been spinning rapidly, thinking about the current situation.

Unexpectedly, just after returning to the unit, Shen Jianing was about to go out, and the two of them took a photo at the Moon Gate.

Shen Jianing saw the expression on Du Fei's face and asked, "What happened?"

Du Fei shook his head and replied as he walked inside: "There is a message from the higher ups that they fully support the jet airliner."

Shen Jianing advised: "Don't be too sad. We have done our best on some things, and it's okay to have a clear conscience."

Du Fei smiled and said he was fine, and Shen Jianing left.

  Shen Jianing was very measured and showed appropriate concern, without being endless.

 Sometimes, especially for men, being alone is the greatest comfort.

Du Fei returned to the office and did not sit down. Instead, he made himself a cup of tea and lit another cigarette.

But I didn’t drink the tea or smoke the cigarette, so I just left it there, silently looking out the window, while my brain was thinking rapidly about the current situation.

How can we break the situation? Is it really a dead situation?

The situation this time was different from before. Du Fei didn't think of a solution until he got off work, but at this moment Zhu Tingdang suddenly came.

Zhu Ting dragged a ponytail, said hello to Shen Jianing who was off work in the courtyard, and stepped into Du Fei's office.

"Aren't you ready to get off work?" Zhu Ting looked forward with a smile and came to Du Fei's desk.

"Why are you here?" Du Fei was surprised, raised his hand and looked at his watch: "It's already this time~"

Zhu Ting walked around the desk, took Du Fei's arm and said, "Let's go home~"

Du Fei usually picks her up, but today Zhu Ting took the initiative to come, which was obviously unusual, and asked: "Did our dad call you?"

Zhu Ting curled her lips and said, "I can't come to my husband's workplace to have a look. Who has to wait for a call?"

Du Fei smiled and didn't ask any more questions. He came out of the work unit and sat in Du Fei's car. Zhu Ting said, "I'm not going back to my mother's house today. We're going out to eat. After that, I'll treat you to a movie."

Du Fei smiled and agreed happily. After the trick was over, the two of them went home directly, and there was another raging fire.

　　It was not until midnight that she was exhausted. Zhu Ting held Du Fei's head in her arms and said softly: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's impossible for one person to finish everything."

Du Fei buried his face among the soft mountain peaks and gave a vague "hmm".

 “Thank you~” Du Fei continued, then raised his head with a smile on his face.

 Zhu Ting was stunned for a moment. She understood Du Fei. This was not a smile of relief, but a smile full of fighting spirit and confidence.

Du Fei sat up and said, "Xiaoting, this time it's not over yet, I haven't lost yet."

Zhu Ting's heart trembled, and she sat up and said, "What do you want to do?"

The above have basically reached a consensus that they support the development of large jet aircraft. At this time, it is not a wise choice for anyone to say the opposite.

Du Fei smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm sensible and won't do anything against you."

Zhu Ting frowned. Based on her understanding of Du Fei, things were definitely not that simple. She asked, "What on earth do you want to do?"

Du Fei said: "Since the authorities support jet airliners, I simply won't build passenger aircraft, but the authorities have not said that other aircraft types cannot use turboprop engines."

 Zhu Ting blinked, a little confused: "What on earth do you mean? Can you please stop playing riddles with me?"

Du Fei said: "I was in a trance at work this afternoon and had some directions, but I never thought of the key. Until just now... Hehe~ I suddenly had an idea. Since I'm not allowed to build big planes, then I'll just build bombers, long-range bombers. , bombers like the B-52 and Tu-95 that can fly tens of thousands of kilometers at a time!"

Zhu Ting was a little confused. She was a liberal arts student and was not familiar with the twists and turns here.

  Don’t even know what a b-52 is and what a Tu-95 is.

Du Fei is full of confidence. Since he can't get it from the straight line, he simply seeks it from the song.

You build your large jetliners, and I build my long-range bombers. Let’s keep the same.

Zhu Ting came close to Du Fei and frowned: "Xiao Fei, is this okay?"

Du Fei said: "Why not? Our dad only said that we have reached an agreement to support jet airliners, but he did not say that we will not allow bombers. Didn't Chang'an Aircraft Manufacturing Factory just copy the SMU Tu-16 last year? I can't believe they can do it." What can’t be done?”

Zhu Ting said: "But that one seems to be a jet type too~ Since we already have advanced jet bombers, is it necessary to go back and build propeller bombers?"

Du Fei smiled, Zhu Ting's question seemed sharp, but in fact it was a typical military blindness.

He said: "Of course it is necessary. The H-6 is the Tu-16 copied by the Changfei Factory. It is currently our largest bomber with the longest range. Do you know what its range is?"

Zhu Ting blinked.

Du Fei continued: "It's less than 4,000 kilometers and has a combat radius of 1,800 kilometers. So what if this short-legged bomber is jet-powered? Can it reach Moscow or Wanshengtun?"

Zhu Ting was already confused.

The more Du Fei said, the more confident he became: "If I can build a bomber with a range of more than 10,000 kilometers, a combat radius of more than 5,000 kilometers, and can carry mushroom eggs, there will be people who care whether it is a jet or a turboprop engine. Really? It’s only 3,700 kilometers from Urumqi to Moscow.”

 Zhu Ting couldn't help but open her mouth.

  If it can reach this level as Du Fei said, it really doesn’t matter what engine it uses.

 Because this is a real strategic deterrent.

Zhu Ting couldn't help but swallow. Although she still had some doubts in her heart, seeing Du Fei's confident and high-spirited look, the words that came to her lips were swallowed back.

Anyway, her father was in charge of the overall direction, and Du Fei had proven his ability and wisdom more than once.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a "hehe" smile in his ear, and then he was knocked down by Du Fei: "Little lady, why are you so dazed? Do you miss the official Ximen?"

 Zhu Ting said "Ouch": "Damn it, you... Oops... I will fight with you..."

The next day, Zhu Ting asked for leave again, while Du Fei ate a bowl of wolfberry and eggs and went out in high spirits.

 He did not go to the work unit, but went directly to Zhu’s father’s office.

“Dad, I’m not bothering you~” Du Fei smiled and entered the room and saw Zhu’s father reading the morning newspaper.

Dad Zhu took off his glasses and looked at him: "Excuse me, are you here too~ Or is it about the big plane?"

Du Fei said with a shy face, "Yes and no."

Dad Zhu glared: "Don't give me any sloppy looks."

Du Fei said: "It is a plane, but not that big plane. Now that there is a unanimous decision, I will definitely support it with both hands."

Dad Zhu curled his lips, and as soon as he hit Du Fei, he felt that Du Fei had not held it in well today: "If you have something to say, tell me quickly, don't talk around in circles with me."

Du flew to the front and gathered together: "Since I am not allowed to build a large passenger transport aircraft, then I will simply not build it. But don't forget, Cardano still has 50 million US dollars with me~ If the project is cancelled, , this money must be returned to others."

Dad Zhu frowned. Although he made a fortune, he didn't know how expensive firewood and rice were before he became a householder.

When I was making the decision before, I didn’t think about $50 million, but now I have to take it out of my pocket, but I’m not happy about it.

As for someone who suggested that Cardano be allowed to join the new jetliner project, Dad Zhu rejected it at that time.    This is a bit too deceptive.

 It was because Colonel Ka came to Du Fei that he took the money.

Now that Du Fei is not allowed to do the project, he still wants to transfer the money, which is simply unreasonable.

 Besides, can Bia agree?

Dad Zhu raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Du Fei said: "Dad, they can't take this money back. If you go out and ask around, how can you get a refund if you sell equipment internationally? What's more, we have resumed our seats in the United Nations General Assembly this year. We really want to refund the money." What do you think about giving it to Ka Dazuo and letting Meisu Yingfa? Wouldn't it lower the quality of the five gangsters?"

Papa Zhu listened to his talk becoming more and more mean, and said with a speechless face: "Speak to me properly, what are the five hooligans..."

Du Fei said with a playful smile: "That's what it means anyway, we will never refund the money."

Papa Zhu said: "What do you think?"

Du Fei said: "Do you think this will work? Since we are not allowed to build passenger planes, how about I use the drawings on hand to build a long-range bomber with a turboprop engine similar to the SMU-95? Ka Dazuo is sure about this. more interested."

When Dad Zhu heard this, he couldn't help but frown, silently thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

Du Fei didn't interrupt anymore. He had already said what needed to be said. The next step would depend on Zhu's father's attitude.

You definitely can't do this on your own, you must get support from Dad Zhu, at least limited support.

About a few minutes later, Dad Zhu said in a deep voice: "It's a good idea for you to have, but I don't have to say whether it will work or not. You go to Director Nie and I'll make a call later."

Du Fei felt relieved. In fact, the real purpose of his visit to Dad Zhu was this phone call.

If he rushes to find Director Nie himself, it will not only be abrupt, but also frivolous. Even if he comes up with the bomber plan, he may not be taken seriously.

 But if Dad Zhu said hello first, the situation would be completely different...

 Coming out of Dad Zhu's place, Du Fei immediately rushed to Director Nie's office.

His luck is good, Director Nie happens to be there, but whether he can persuade the other party to support him depends on Du Fei's ability.

 The distance between the two sides was not too far, and Du Fei arrived at his destination ten minutes later.

Director Nie’s secretary was already waiting for him. After a brief registration, he finally met Director Nie.

"Xiao Du is here, find a place to sit first." Director Nie was working and gave the order without raising his head.

Du Fei did not respond and sat down on the sofa next to him to wait patiently.

 Du Fei met Director Nie twice, especially the last time he imitated the T-62 tank and later sold the missiles to Colonel Ka, which made Director Nie have a deep impression on Du Fei.

 He also participated in the previous seminar on large aircraft.

 Coupled with the phone call from Dad Zhu just now, we can probably guess the purpose of Du Fei's visit today.

Until about twenty minutes, Director Nie put down the work at hand, raised his head and took off his reading glasses, and said with a smile: "Xiao Du, you have nothing to do today without going to the Three Treasures Hall!"

Du Fei quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Hello, Uncle Nie, I'm disturbing your work."

Director Nie waved his hand and said: "Don't say those polite words, just tell me what you want to do. I would like to hear if you have any tricks to convince the agent to make the call for you."

Du Fei pursed his lips, knowing that success or failure depended on this, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Nie, the situation of the year before last is still vivid in my mind. They threatened to grow mushrooms..."

 Director Nie's expression became serious.

Du Fei continued: "We also have mushrooms, why do they dare? To put it bluntly, they are taking advantage of our short arms and short legs, which cannot reach their real vital points. It is 3,700 kilometers from our westernmost point to Moscow, and our latest The range of DF-3 is only 2,000 kilometers, and the combat radius of our H-6 is less than 1,800 kilometers..."

Du Fei spoke with a heavy tone and a serious expression: "If you want to make the other party afraid, you must have the ability to stab the other party to death."

Director Nie frowned and interrupted Du Fei's long speech: "We all know the truth. Tell us what you think."

Du Fei took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Nie, I want paper and pen."

Director Nie took out a pen from the pen holder on the table and gave Du Fei a manuscript paper.

Du Fei stood next to his desk, hunched over and drew a simple diagram, and then explained: "There are only two ways to solve the problem of insufficient range of our missiles. First, develop missiles with larger and longer ranges. Needless to say, we are already doing this, but the technical difficulty is not small and the cost is not low.”

Director Nie nodded. No one knows this issue better than him.

 Current long-range missiles can only use liquid fuel. The fuel is corrosive and cannot be injected into the missile body in advance.

 Fuel must be injected before launch, which not only increases the cost of peacetime combat readiness, but also often requires several hours or even a day to prepare from the time the order is issued to the launch.

Du Fei continued: "The second is to launch existing missiles close enough to the target..."

Director Nie frowned, what is this?

Du Fei continued: "For example, put DF-2 or DF-3 on the aircraft..." He continued to draw pictures on the paper as he said it: "The aircraft flies to a certain distance, lifts it up, and releases the missile, which is equal to the missile's trajectory. Mid-course ignition and launch.”

Director Nie looked at the crude schematic diagram in front of him, raised his head and said with a half-smile: "If it can carry such a large missile, the aircraft must be too small~"

Du Fei slapped his thigh and said hehe, "It has to be you. You've hit the point right away. I'm going to imitate a large-load, long-endurance bomber based on the SLA Tu-95 bomber. I'll just use the ready-made bomber. The inverted turboprop engine has a basic range of more than 10,000 kilometers and a combat radius of more than 5,000 kilometers. Once successful, we will have a real stationary strategic deterrent for the first time."

Du Fei became more and more excited as he spoke: "In addition, we can also design an airborne cruise missile with a range of 500 kilometers. The defense circle of the Meguo aircraft carrier is within a radius of 500 kilometers. Our bombers are equipped with four to eight missiles. With this kind of missile, you don’t have to worry about flying slowly, it can be launched directly outside the defense circle..."

Director Nie's demeanor finally changed as Du Fei described it.

 Originally, before he met Du Fei, he was somewhat conflicted.

 I feel that Du Fei, a young man, has become a little distracted after his great achievements, and I also feel that Father Zhu is too spoiled for children.

 Things that are already a foregone conclusion need to be extravagant.

However, what he didn't expect was that Du Fei didn't mention the big plane at all when he came, but instead did this to him.

Director Nie suddenly realized why Dad Zhu had called him.

 He stared at the simple diagram drawn by Du Fei, and he couldn't control the speed of his heartbeat.

 Speaking of it, there has never been such a sudden idea in China before. According to the usual thinking, if you want to obtain stationary strategic deterrence, it is nothing more than "combination of bombs and bombs" and making the missile bigger.

 Compared with the achievement of completing intercontinental ballistic missiles, Du Fei's method is undoubtedly much less technically difficult.

 The only thing that needs to break through is bombers with large payload and long endurance.

 And since this type of bomber has no hard requirements for high-speed penetration, the technical difficulty is not that great.

As Du Fei said, it is enough to use the Tu-95 bomber as a model. The Tu-95 was designed starting in 1951 and was put into production in 1956, which is almost twenty years ago.

Although our aviation industry is backward, it is not that we cannot learn the technology from twenty years ago. What's more, Du Fei has the drawings of the inverted turboprop engine of the Brabazon aircraft, which is equivalent to lowering the difficulty once again. Big cut.

Thinking of this, Director Nie became more and more excited. If it was really as Du Fei described, the value of the station strategy would be too great.

 Compared with the political and economic value of large jet aircraft, the weight of this strategic value will only be heavier.

 …

 When Du Fei left Director Nie's office, his steps were light and his mood was comfortable.

Although Director Nie said that he needed to hold a meeting to study and asked him to go back and listen to the news, Du Fei was very sure that he had succeeded.

Sure enough, just three days later, Du Fei received a call from Director Nie, asking him to come over.

The results are self-evident. Led by the Science and Technology Committee, the H-8 project team was established to directly interface with the firefighting equipment company. Du Fei served as the team leader and was in charge of general principles, and Shen Jianing served as the deputy team leader.

 As soon as this result came out, countless people were shocked.

 In fact, in the past few days, everyone felt that the overall situation had been decided, and Du Fei had to bow his head this time.

Unexpectedly, in just three days, Du Fei would play a new trick.

 It quite means "If you don't let me build a turboprop engine, I'll do it anyway. Let's see who can stop me." It's like being stubborn and breaking the southern wall.

In the office of Institute 64, Professor Chen had mixed emotions.

 He had just received the news, and his first reaction was that it was impossible, this was absolutely impossible!

 But after confirming it again and again, Professor Chen couldn’t explain what it felt like.

 A hunch suddenly arose in his heart that his choice this time might be...wrong!

Wang Hongqi was slightly surprised after receiving a call in his office.

 He also did not expect that Du Fei would use this method to break the situation.

If you want to avoid its sharp edges, it seems that it has been avoided, but if you want to talk about hard steel on the front, it seems to be quite hard.

Wang Hongqi took out the cigarette case from his pocket and wanted to take a puff, but he lowered his head and thought about it before putting it back...

 Similarly, in the office where Dad Zhang took up his new job.

Zhang Lan was here at this time, and when she suddenly heard the news, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

She knows the whole story of this matter better than the average person. She knows how much effort and resources were used by the Shanghai Stock Exchange to seize the project.

Unexpectedly, Du Fei's side resurrected and turned into a bomber.

Dad Zhang smiled and said lightly: "You see~ This is Du Fei's ability. He can do what others can't do and think what others dare not think of."

Zhang Lan pursed her lips and nodded, but she made up her mind and said: "Dad, I won't go back to Shanghai."

 Dad Zhang was not surprised: "Have you thought about it?"

 Zhang Lan nodded: "I've thought about it, I'm going to Du Fei's project team."

Dad Zhang said: "Okay, let's do a good job when we get there."

 …

 At this time, Du Fei had already boarded the plane to Chang'an.

 Although procedurally, the H-8 project team has been established, Du Fei is still a mere commander.

 His trip to Chang'an this time was to fully operationalize the project team as soon as possible.

This time Du Fei was accompanied by Vasily and Shen Jianing.

 Vasily is currently the top technician under Du Fei. More importantly, he participated in the Tu-95 improvement project in the Soviet Union and has a certain understanding of the Tu-95 bomber.

Shen Jianing is the deputy team leader of the project and will definitely be brought along.

 The cabin of the Y-5 aircraft is very small, almost like a minibus.

 In addition to Du Fei and the other two people, there were also comrades from other units on the plane heading to Chang'an.

With a "chunk" sound, like a three-bounce sound, the aircraft engine started and then taxied to the runway.

During this process, a "creaking" sound can be clearly heard from the aircraft body, as if this old aircraft is about to fall apart at any time.

Du Fei suddenly regretted it. Although he had flown on older transport planes before, the situation was not as serious as this one.

 Having known about it earlier, I took the train and arrived in two days.

Du Fei thought as the plane flew into the air without any danger.

 A few hours later, we arrived at Chang'an Airport smoothly.

 There was someone there to pick me up when I got off the plane. It was a staff member from Chang'an Aircraft Manufacturing Factory, who said hello in advance.

“Hello, Team Leader Du, welcome to Chang’an.” The man who picked him up was in his forties, wearing glasses, and was polite. He claimed to be Zhao, and he was the deputy director of the factory office.

Du Fei smiled and exchanged greetings, and followed Director Zhao to the guest house.

 He helped me get settled, and Director Zhao left.

It can be seen that Director Zhao spoke very enthusiastically, but in his heart he was not very welcoming to Du Fei and the others.

 Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Du Fei is here to cut his flesh this time under the banner of leader of the ‘H-8’ project team.

Director Zhao returned to the factory and hurried directly to the factory director's office.

 "Dong dong dong~" Knocked on the door and heard a "Come in".

Director Zhao pushed the door open and walked in. Sitting in the office was a man in his fifties with gray hair, wearing a blue cloth jacket and black sleeves. He had a pair of spectacles hanging on the bridge of his nose. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at it, and said lightly: " Have everything been arranged?"

Director Zhao said: "Director Li, don't worry, we will stay in the guest house."

Director Li said "hmm" and said, "What's the attitude of the other party? This young man is not easy to mess with."

"As for my attitude..." Director Zhao muttered: "He speaks in a gentle manner. He doesn't look domineering. He didn't ask to see you. I don't know what he plans to do."

Director Li sighed and said: "Take a step and watch it~ The giant Buddha from the capital is not easy to deal with. You should keep an eye on it these days and make sure you don't make any mistakes."

At this moment, there was another knock on the door.

“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely keep a close eye on you.” Director Zhao promised, “Then I’ll go back first.”

 Director Li nodded and said "come in".

The door opened, and the person who came was Wang Chunfeng’s old superior, Dean Wang of the Beijing Kongjun Design Institute.

Dean Wang said with a smile: "Hey, Xiao Zhao is here too. I didn't bother you to talk about work, right?"

Director Zhao hurriedly said hello and exited.

Factory Director Li stood up and went to greet him: "Old Wang, you came just in time. If you didn't come, I would have come to find you."

Dean Wang smiled and sat on the sofa: "Do you want to ask me about Du Fei?"

Dean Wang also didn't expect that he wanted to come to Chang'an to hide from Qingjing, but he didn't expect that Du Fei would chase him here.

 (End of this chapter)