Chapter 522: Unintentional Willow Insertion

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There are more wolves and less meat, and the intended partners who came to cooperate with Runhua Industry did not feel that there was anything wrong, but when they took the bus of Runhua Industry to the compound of the original organs of the East China Military Region in batches, they looked at the words "Organ Station of the East China Military Region" that had not been shoveled off at the gate, and almost everyone was shocked: Runhua Industry is so good?

"Can we live here?" Someone asked worriedly: The words "compound of the military region's organs" still have a considerable deterrent effect on many people.

"Now this is the place where we run the industry," the staff of the runhua industry who accompanied the car proudly introduced: "out of the needs of work, the office of the East China Military Region moved to Jinling, and we Runhua industry bought this land together with all the buildings on it." ā€

"That should cost a lot of money, right?" The East China Military Region is one of the seven major military regions of the Republic, and when I heard that the entire military region compound was bought by Runhua Industrial, many people's saliva flowed down.

"But it cost us a lot of money," the staff member on the bus said proudly: "But we have money in Runhua Industry, so it's no problem to grit our teeth...... If you are interested, we can arrange for you to visit. ā€

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"You said that you didn't go to such an opportunity to show your face in front of the people of the whole country, but you just ate melon seeds at home......" Looking at Xie Minsheng who was laughing in the TV camera, Yuan Jia couldn't help but complain to Chen Geng for the nth time.

"Okay, okay, let's not say a word, who was the happy person when the child just came back?" Chen Hongjun really couldn't listen to it anymore, and said: "The child doesn't want to have such a good opportunity, and he wants to accompany you at home for the New Year, what are you not satisfied with?" ā€

Yuan Jia, who was still complaining just now, suddenly smiled like a flower, her son didn't go to such a good opportunity to show his face, but accompanied him at home, how could she be unhappy in her mother's heart? The previous complaints can actually be seen as Yuan Jia expressing her feelings in this way.

Chen Geng casually responded to two sentences, but he was a little stunned in his heart - his invitation was rejected by Lin Shuyao's girl.

Thinking of this, Chen Geng couldn't help but laugh at himself: he still overestimated himself.

"What's on your schedule for next year?"

"Huh?" Hearing his father's voice, Chen Gengcai realized that he had just been distracted, thought about it, and said, "There is no special arrangement, what?" ā€

Chen Hongjun did not answer, but asked instead: "I heard that you are copying an American fighter plane from World War II, is there such a thing?" ā€

"That's the case," Chen Geng nodded, and at the same time a little strange, his father almost never asked about his company, what happened to him today?

"And what do you think?" After the staff officers during this period of time, Chen Hongjun did have some city government, and he no longer beat him up without saying a word like before, but it was still business as usual, and he did not answer Chen Geng's words, and then asked: "I heard that it is still a propeller fighter, and modern air combat is all about supersonic, and you are such an aircraft with a speed of four or five hundred kilometers per hour......

"I want to validate a military idea."

"Also military thoughts? What thoughts? Chen Hongjun was a little interested: At the age of twenty-five or sixteen, his son actually began to talk about military thought?

"That is, for weapons and equipment, there is no absolute advanced and backward, only suitable and unsuitable, maybe what is advanced today will be backward tomorrow, but on the contrary, maybe the weapons and equipment that look relatively backward today will become advanced equipment in another use scenario."

Chen Hongjun has been a soldier all his life, of course, he knows that from a theoretical point of view, what his son said is not wrong, there is no absolute distinction between advanced and backward weapons, and the dagger is a cold weapon that has been invented for thousands of years, and now it is not the standard equipment of any country's troops? Armor is also a living example, armor is a luxury equipment in the era of cold weapons, and it has been gradually eliminated in the era of hot weapons, but now the gradually emerging body armor technology is not a modern variant of ancient armor? Another example is the shotgun, the shotgun is the oldest smoothbore gun, it can't shoot far, spread a lot is its fatal injury, but in some special battlefield environments, such as trenches, encounters and other scenes, the shotgun can't shoot far, the disadvantage of spreading a lot has become its advantage, so the weapon and equipment this thing, there is no absolute advanced and backward.

"The truth is this, but how to turn useless and backward things into things that can be used now and are more advanced, this requires considerable wisdom, everything must keep pace with the times, boy, do you think what you toss can do?" Chen Hongjun asked, he was curious about what his son planned to use a propeller attack aircraft for, and he was also curious about whether his son would succeed.

"I want to try."

"So you think you can do it?" Chen Hongjun became more and more interested: "I heard that it was a carrier-based attack aircraft of the Navy?" So who are you going to sell to? Air Force or Navy? ā€

"No, I don't plan to sell them either the Navy or the Air Force."

"And who are you going to sell to? Army? ā€

"Hehe...... Chen Geng smiled and said embarrassedly: "Can this be kept secret?" ā€

"Stinky boy!" Chen Hongjun was stunned for a moment, and then scolded with a smile: "I still play secrecy with you?!" ā€

As for Chen Geng's reluctance to elaborate on this, Chen Hongjun was not proud enough to think that his son, who was already twenty-five or sixteen years old, still needed to report everything to him, and said: "You just have a plan in your heart." ā€

Yuan Jia finally interjected: "Son, the daughters of Commissioner Jinfu's family have invited you to watch movies several times, why are you just shirking it?" ā€

This is it again? Chen Geng suddenly had a headache, and said depressedly: "Mom, it's not that your son can't find a wife, let's brag and chat about melon seeds during the New Year, don't you mention this line?" ā€

"Stinky boy, are you still capable?" Looking at his son who wanted to rebel, Yuan Jia suddenly raised his eyebrows: "You don't want me to mention this, do you?" Okay, you bring me a daughter-in-law back, I won't say anything, look at you like you, the little girl invited you to go to the movie, but you refused to go......"

"Stop! Stop," Chen Geng couldn't help it: "Next year, next year, I will not only bring your daughter-in-law back to you, but also bring your eldest grandson back to you, will it work?" ā€

"Just brag," Yuan Jia glared at Chen Geng angrily: "The more you talk about it, the more out of tune, people who don't have a target, don't tell me this." ā€

Chen Geng: "......"

Sure enough, for a single dog, any family gathering, no matter how it is opened, will inevitably end with a denunciation of you.

Seeing that the old lady was going to continue to denounce herself, Chen Geng hurriedly said: "Mom, it's about to be zero o'clock, and it's time for our Runhua Industry to pay New Year's greetings to the people of the whole country." ā€

"Do you give New Year's greetings to the people of the whole country?" Yuan Jia, who was still denouncing just now, suddenly widened her eyes, staring at the TV without blinking, denouncing her son and denouncing her son, but if her son can greet the people of the whole country at this time, he will blow it when he arrives at the unit.

ā€œ10…… 9…… 8…… 7…… 6…… 5…… 4…… 3…… 2…… 1ā€¦ā€¦ā€

Accompanied by the sound of the host's neat countdown, when the clock pointed to 0:00 in 1988, the host's enthusiastic words came out of the TV: "Runhua Industry and all employees to the motherland, to the D Central Committee, to the people of the whole country, overseas Chinese and Chinese around the world to greet the New Year!" I wish the motherland prosperity, and I wish the people of the whole country good health and all the best! ā€

Watching TV, Chen Geng grinned and was silently happy.

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The effect of advertising on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala was beyond everyone's expectations, and even Chen Geng was frightened: since the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were staff on duty at work, and the phone of Runhua Industrial never stopped, and several staff on duty thought that they were just going through the motions, and they would go back after staying in the unit for a few hours, but the result was that they were directly tired and became dogs, and finally had to call the leaders on duty to ask for support.

It was only in the morning, and the situation was even more terrifying in the afternoon: businessmen from several provinces around Jiangnan Province rushed to Runhua Industrial by car overnight, and asked for only one to be a distributor of Runhua Industry.

The first day was still like this, you can imagine what the next few days will be like, I'm afraid that the crowd is no longer enough to describe, and the crowds are almost the same.

Looking at the black and oppressive human head in front of him, Chen Geng muttered: "This can't be done, there are so many people, and if you don't arrange it well, it's easy to have an accident......

"Chen Dong, there are so many people, and now it's so cold, the hotel and guest house on the first day of the Lunar New Year haven't opened, in case someone freezes or touches it, it will be troublesome." Qiu Xiujuan, the director of the office who came in a hurry, said to Chen Gengdao anxiously.

"Okay." Qiu Xiujuan quickly wrote it down.

"Second, immediately let the canteen prepare, no matter what, we must ensure that everyone is full, contact with pig farms and breeding bases, so that they can prepare, if there is not enough food such as vegetables, meat and eggs, pig farms and breeding bases must ensure food supply; Third, get in touch with the region, and strive for hotels, restaurants, guest houses, guesthouses and other places where you can eat and stay to open for business. (To be continued.) )