"Tengfei brand?" Lu Ming was a little confused by his cousin's words.

The boy called Lu Mao raised the round and shining metallic plane in his hand and explained: "The one in my hand is the model aircraft of the Tengfei brand, the same model machine that won the championship in the provincial model aircraft competition not long ago, can fly six laps in the sky, and then return to his hand, but it is amazing, some time ago the Sin Chew Sports Bureau came to our school to promote, and I asked my father to buy me one." ”

Obviously, Lu Mao likes his model machine very much, and his little face is full of pride, but when his eyes fall on the base of the writing desk engraved with the two big characters "Takeoff", his head is raised high, and the model machine with a beautiful shape seems to be about to soar into the sky in the next moment, it suddenly dimmed again.

"But compared with your high-end machine, I'm too bad at this, there is one Zhang Pimple in the class next door to us, it is the Soviet MiG-23, I heard that it cost 260 yuan, how much does it cost?"

Saying that, Lu Mao walked over with a smile, stretched out his paws and was about to take the plane on the desk, but was slapped back by Lu Ming: "I want to, let your father buy it for you, don't touch my one." ”

"I wanted my dad to buy it, but as soon as the words came out, he beat me up, and said that I was a loser, and I wanted to play and let me do it myself, if I could do it, what would I buy from him, sister, just let me see it, please." ”

Lu Mao is the youngest son of Lu Ming's second uncle, and he has had a good relationship with her since he was a child, and when he pulled his arm, Lu Ming was no longer insisting: "Good, good, good, look, look~~~"

Lu Mao screamed excitedly, and threw himself down in front of the desk, as if staring at a peerless treasure, while swallowing saliva, he looked at every detail on the plane, and kept asking: "Sister, what country is this plane? Why haven't I seen it?"

"You've never seen much. Lu Ming put away the clothes hanging on the balcony and replied hard.

"Sister, I really haven't seen this before, is it a new plane from the United States?"

"Our country. Lu Ming's words were still concise, but Lu Mao was shocked when he heard it: "When did our country have such a combat aircraft? God, is it the latest development of the Air Force?"

"It's a fantasy machine that a few guys came up with in their heads, by the way, why did you run to me again? You won't be beaten by your dad again and dare not go home, right?"

"Fantasy machine?"

Lu Mao directly skipped Lu Ming's words, held the model aircraft with his hand and looked up and down carefully, and finally saw a line of small words under the base, "Everyone has an aviation dream of taking off, and we are the same, for this purpose, this future domestic combat aircraft is made to entrust our distant dreams, and we hereby commemorate the take-off factory." ”

An indescribable disappointment with a small face, how good it would be if it was really a domestic combat aircraft, it's a pity, it's a pity.

Sighing depressedly, Lu Mao suddenly thought of something, looked at the model over and over again, and then his eyes became firm, he also had a dream, why can't he commemorate it, so he blurted out without thinking about it: "Sister, can you lend me this model for two days, I also want to make a future combat aircraft of my dreams...... Oops...... It hurts ......."

As soon as the bold words came out, they were slapped by a fried chestnut and there was nothing left, and then Lu Ming's impatient voice came from his ears: "Ask you, why did you run to me?"

"Ah~~ I almost forgot, my mother told you to go back to dinner, saying that they are all a family, and they don't necessarily become angry for a stinky man. ”

"Our old Lu family is the best second aunt, what do you eat at night?"

"Sauerkraut fish, white-cut chicken, and plum cabbage button meat~~" Lu Mao reported very carefully, and swallowed his saliva several times.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go, it's too late to go back, so be careful that you don't have to eat. As soon as she heard so many delicious foods, Lu Ming immediately put on her coat and went to open the door with a hello.

Lu Mao glanced at the model plane and asked in a low voice, "Sister, ...... this plane?"

"There's a box next to it, don't break it. ”

"Thank you, sister!" Lu Mao shouted, put away the model machine, and rushed out of the dormitory with Lu Ming with the suitcase.

......

On the third floor of Building 7 in the family area of Yonghong Factory, the rich aroma of rice wafted out from the kitchen of Lu Zhenjiang's house, causing a burst of discussion among the surrounding neighbors.

I thought that Lu Zhenjiang, who had just been promoted to deputy director of the main factory, had something good to do.

didn't know that at this moment, Lu Zhenjiang's living room was like a cold winter, and it was suffocating.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Zhenjiang put out the cigarette in his hand, took another sip of tea, and then sighed and slowed down: "Old leader, I really don't mean what you said, the factory is reforming, transforming, we have to look forward, we can't always nest in one place and draw circles......

"Then you can't forget your roots!" Before Lu Zhenjiang finished speaking, he was pushed back by He Ming on the side: "We are a national defense and military industrial enterprise, and military products are our lifeblood, and now we don't want our lifeline.

I just don't understand that two projects that don't even have benefits can make you crazy? The Air Force has dropped three planes in a row, all of which are caused by quality problems in the factory, but you are indifferent, and we have already been removed from the list of key military security units. ”

"Old leader, it's not as serious as you say. Lu Zhenjiang continued to persuade.

"It's not serious, I don't believe you haven't read the accounts in the factory, a large factory with more than 10,000 people, there is less than 1,500 yuan left, you told me where all the money went?"

Lu Zhenjiang stopped talking, re-lit a cigarette and smoked one by one, today's Yonghong factory seems to be beautiful on the surface, but it is actually full of holes inside.

Beginning last year, the three crashes of the Air Force, the spearhead of the Yonghong Factory's quality problems, led to the higher authorities removing the Yonghong Factory from the list of key military security units.

Later, He Ming suffered a heart attack in a fit of rage and was hospitalized; because he cooperated with the Pratt & Whitney Company of the United States, Director Yu believed that the introduction of foreign technology and experience was a better way out, so he did not care about the removal of the Yonghong Plant from a key military security unit, but instead ran all the way on the road of introducing foreign technology.

When He Ming came back from recuperation, he blew up his hair and quarreled with Director Yu again, fortunately He Ming was not angry this time, but Director Yu was really angry, and felt that He Ming really set up obstacles for him and hindered reform, so he asked Lu Zhenjiang to find He Ming to find out the truth, if He Mingzhen's attitude was resolute, he didn't mind kicking He Ming's stinky stone out of Yonghong Factory.

It was with this task that Lu Zhenjiang invited He Ming to eat at home, but before the meal was eaten, He Ming pointed at his nose and scolded him, which made him angry.

At this moment, the door opened, Lu Mao walked in with a box, and when he saw the iron box with the big words "Tengfei" written on it, Lu Zhenjiang couldn't suppress the fire in his stomach anymore, and rushed over to hit his son's ass is kick: "You bastard, say, where did you get a few hundred yuan?"