For dinner in the evening, Wan Feng did not choose a restaurant in Wankou District, nor did he choose Luan Feng's house, but in the food street of Wahou Market.

Compared with the lonely self-appreciation of those restaurants in Wankou, Wan Feng feels that the food street is more down-to-earth.

It has a home-like atmosphere that you don't find in a restaurant.

Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan were jokingly called the two generals by the people of Wahou and the garment factory, so it would be weird if there was no Zhang Xuan in the place where Luan Feng was.

Therefore, Zhang Xuan is naturally indispensable.

"Spicy tofu, shredded potatoes, do you have chicken butts? ”

This thing is starting to condition people again.

Zhang Xuan covered his mouth and smiled at the flower branches, and Luan Feng stared at Wan Feng with a cold face, and he had the urge to eat people.

"No wow! Forget it, let's have a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, and a plate of shredded pork in Beijing sauce." ”

Sweet and sour pork ribs are Luan Feng's favorite food, shredded pork with Beijing sauce is Zhang Xuan's favorite food, and Wan Feng's favorite food is not of any grade, tofu shredded potatoes.

"Another plate of shrimp crawlers. ”

Now is the time when shrimp crawlers are the fattest, and Luan Feng, who likes seafood, will certainly not let it go.

Wan Feng and Zhang Xuan, who had no idea about seafood, were indifferent.

Counting the shrimp crawlers, these are five dishes, and this can't come out of the list, Wan Feng asked for another egg and fried leeks.

The three of them began to eat, talking and laughing.

"Zhang Xuan! Wan Feng said that he would take me to Shenzhen to play in the summer, and you will manage the factory for me at that time, okay?"

"It's not good! You two go for a walk and let me see the factory, I'm not going to do it!" Zhang Xuan answered Luan Feng's question without hesitation.

Is this for Lao Tzu?

"Aren't we two Lao Tie, you won't help you with this little favor?"

"Don't help!"

"If you dare not help, if you don't help, I will squeak you every day. ”

Zhang Xuan couldn't cry or laugh: "Sister Feng, we are all civilized people, let's be a little bit of a grade in the future, okay?"

"I have no opinion if you want to be a civilized person, but don't pull me, I can't be a civilized person, if you obediently promise me, I won't squeak you. ”

These are two children.

"You two don't talk nonsense, eat quickly. ”

Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan didn't delay eating and talking, these two goods were used to making trouble, and they were chattering nonsense while eating.

Tomorrow Lao Tzu will leave, these two goods are not taken seriously at all, where is there a little sad parting artistic conception?

It can be seen that there are too many things like life and death, and once in a few years, it is guaranteed that the listener will be sad and the hearer will cry, but if there is too much parting, it will be over, and no one will take it seriously.

Luan Feng didn't take it seriously, and Zhang Xuan didn't care.

These two guys were still giggling when they said goodbye to Wan Feng the next morning, not only did they not have the meaning of parting at all, but they also had the effect of a happy reunion.

Wan Feng shook his head helplessly.

Look at Liang Hongying's tears.

When we come back in July, I want you to greet us with your baby. ”

Liang Hongying, who was originally in tears, burst out laughing: "I know that you have nothing to do, why don't you let your family Luan Feng hold the child to greet you?

Luan Feng was not happy: "Liang Hongying, you are not allowed to pull me!"

"As if he's not your man!"

"We're not married yet, do you want to talk about a child coming out?"

If you come out with a child before you get married, you won't be raised by a big girl.

That's a curse.

When the bus came, Wan Feng and Han Guangjia boarded the car and waved their hands from the window downward, even if they were parting again.

…

Fly directly from Bohai to Habin, and then fly from Habin to Heihe, and two days later, Wan Feng and Han Guangjia returned to Heihe.

In fact, it is really not when Wan Feng came to Heihe now, because Longjiang is in the stage of opening the river, and the river is full of white ice rows.

Cross-strait transactions are in a state of disruption.

Zhang Zhiyuan and Yang Jianguo reported to Wan Feng on the transactions of the base in the month before the lottery.

In a month, more than 40,000 tons of steel came over from the other side.

Shamilov is going crazy? How much steel is he backlogging over there, and he's going crazy to get it this way.

Although he was surprised by Shamilov's madness, Wan Feng was still full of joy, 40,000 tons! This is a profit of nearly 200 million.

"Has Li Mingze been here?"

Although he is happy to make money, Wan Feng's real relationship is Li Mingze.

"Kaijiang came once and left these things, which he sent me for translation. ”

Zhang Zhiyuan took out a small notebook from the safe.

Wan Feng opened it and saw that it was full of words that he was not very familiar with, what wing-body fusion, what cantilever mid-wing, what wedge-shaped air intake, what four-degree fly-by-wire control system, what static unstable design...

But there are some that he can still understand, such as the maximum level flight speed of about 2500 km/h, the combat radius is 1700 km at high altitudes, and 500 km at low altitudes. Practical ceiling 18,300 meters, etc.

Several pages were densely written.

These are the basic parameters of the Su-27, and it is better to send these things to the military as soon as possible.

But I can't send it today, it's too late.

Since it was too late, Wan Feng sent an invitation and invited Quyang Zheng Chaoyang to the riverside restaurant for dinner.

I haven't seen you for such a long time, so I don't have to make any mistakes with a meal.

At the wine table, Qu Yang and Zheng Chaoyang talked about several interesting things that happened in Heihe during the Chinese New Year, which were nothing more than trivial things about whose woman raised a man and whose family had a fight.

After eating, Wan Feng went back to the base to sleep, and drove to Sijitun early the next morning.

Jiang Tang and the two are in Fuyuan, and there is only one Comrade Wang left here in Sijitun.

Wan Feng now knows his name: Wang Zhongyuan.

"Boy, you're back? You're late enough to come back this time. Wang Zhongyuan saw Wan Feng coming and greeted him warmly.

"Oh, no way, there's a lot of chaos. ”

"Hurry to Sijitun, what good news is there? Sit down. ”

In the house rented from Li Guangyin in Sijitun, Wang Zhongyuan gave up his seat to Wan Feng and poured water.

"Comrade Wang, it's a bit of a trivial matter to come this time, I wonder if the military is interested?"

When Wang Zhongyuan heard this, there was another dish.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"I want to ask, did our country buy fighter jets in the Soviet Union or something?"

Wang Zhongyuan pondered for a long time: "Xiao Wan! I can't say anything about this matter, because it's not a system, I can't tell it very clearly, it's just gossip..."

Wang Zhongyuan paused: "I shouldn't say this whether it's gossip or avenue news, but you're not an outsider, I'll reveal it a little, I heard that the military has some contact with the other side, and the other party is trying to recommend the MiG-29 to us." ”

Wan Feng nodded.

History is still moving forward according to the big picture, and although there are some mistakes in time, in general, what should have happened has happened.

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