"That's right, brother," Mao Donghai bumped Chen Geng's shoulder, and said honestly and politely: "Discuss something?" ”

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"How about giving us a few experts from Lao Maozi who came with the plane this time?" Mao Donghai frowned and said, "Don't worry, brother, I will never treat you badly......"

"Don't even think about it!" Without waiting for Mao Donghai to finish speaking, Chen Geng refused without hesitation.

Along with these two TU-154M planes, there were also experts from the Kuznetsov Design Bureau, such as Vlasievich, chief engineer of the NK-8 engine low-pressure compressor, and Grigorievich, chief designer of the flame tube...... After knowing the identities of these people, Mao Donghai's saliva flowed all over the ground!

Although Xifei is not engaged in engines, it can be said that in the field of aeronautical scientific research, it can be said that "one law is clear, ten thousand laws are connected", and it is difficult to let people who are engaged in combustion science to engage in aerodynamics? If it weren't for the fact that there were a lot of people in Runhua Industry present, he would have been eager to grab people directly.

"We can discuss," Mao Donghai licked his lips, still refusing to give up: "Brother, if you have any requirements, just say it, brother, I will definitely ......"

"I don't think there's anything to negotiate," Chen Geng stared at Mao Donghai with a vigilant expression, like a beast in Jinshi staring at the same kind of people who were about to come over and grab meat from their mouths to eat: "Mr. Mao, you don't have to think about it, these people are the key to the smooth production of NK-8 and the smooth progress of various improved models, and I can't give it to you." ”

Although Chen Geng refused very simply, how could Mao Donghai die so easily? couldn't remember it, Mao Donghai had another plan in his heart: "Then lend me a few to the head office?" ”

"Borrow?" Chen Geng was too familiar with the meaning of "borrowing" in state-owned enterprises, and said angrily: "You just have the idea that Liu Bei borrowed Jingzhou - never to return, right?" Tell you, Sensei! Whether you lend or give, you don't even think about it! ”

He begged for someone in such a low voice, but was rejected by Chen Geng, Mao Donghai felt that his face was a little unbearable: "You are too stingy, aren't you just two people, as for this?" ”

"Hehe......"

With a roll of his eyelids, Chen Geng blocked back with a sentence: "If you think it's just two people, then you can lend us a few more." ”

"......" Mao Donghai was so hung that he was choked to death by Chen Geng: If Xifei has such a bullish person, I will borrow it from you so shyly?

Mao Donghai, who couldn't hang on his face, couldn't make up his mind for a while whether to continue to be shameless, or just throw his sleeves and leave, but before he could think about what he should do, the next moment, Chen Geng actually threw his sleeves and left, looking at Chen Geng who walked towards a group of old Maozi, Mao Donghai's nose was crooked: Who are these people?

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"Andre, how come there are so many Chinese soldiers here?"

"Don't you know? I want to ask you. ”

"If I knew, would I ask you?"

"You see, they're all officers, why aren't there many soldiers?"

"So what?"

"Hey, gentlemen, I always feel a little bad, do you think this is a conspiracy of the Chinese?"

"Conspiracy? What conspiracy? ”

…………

A group of old hairy people gathered together, and from time to time they looked at the groups of officers, and they couldn't help but feel worried: This is very different from what they imagined, what are these soldiers doing? Will they directly escort their own people to some secret base, torture themselves with all kinds of inhumane interrogation methods, and force themselves to work for them?

Looking at Chen Geng, who was chatting with others again, he couldn't help but think more in his heart: Is this bastard discussing how to sell his own people?

For a while, the old Maozi who chose to come to China for the money given by Runhua Industry began to regret it in their hearts.

No wonder they think so, everyone is not familiar with life, and they already lack a sense of security in their hearts, and after getting off the plane, they met a group of officers who don't know what they are discussing.

It wasn't until they saw Chen Geng coming over with a smile that the old Maozi breathed a sigh of relief, and Grigorievich and Vlasievich, led by him, hurriedly surrounded him with a group of old Maozi and asked Chengguo: "Mr. Chen, when can we start working?" ”

"Work? Everyone is in such a hurry? ”

Chen Geng didn't notice the still palpitating expressions on the faces of the old Maozi, and said with a smile: "Although everyone's spirit touches me very much, and I am very grateful, but there is no need to worry about work, but considering that everyone is coming to China for the first time, we will not work for the time being, take a few days of rest, relax, take a walk, get to know us in China first, and when everyone is rested, let's talk about work." By the way, tonight we're going to eat the city's most famous delicacy: Donglai Shun Shabu Mutton ......"

"Chen," Grigorievich interrupted Chen Geng's words and asked timidly, "May I ask, what is going on with these soldiers?" ”

"Soldiers?" Chen Geng was stunned, looked at Grigorievich's line of sight, and finally fell on the officers of the Air Force, and said strangely: "What's wrong with them?" ”

"They...... Isn't it someone from your state secret system? Grigorievich asked cautiously.

"Like our KGB in the USSR?" Before Grigorievich could finish speaking, the person behind him added in a hurry.

Say these servicemen are KGB ?!

Chen Geng was stunned: What do you say?

Looking at the panic in the eyes of the old Maozi, Chen Geng suddenly thought of a lot of possibilities in his heart, and suddenly became happy: "People from the intelligence department? No, no, no, they are all active duty officers of our country, as for why they are here...... Well, Mr. Grigorievich, you should know that these two TU-154M passenger planes equipped with NK-8-4 engines were ordered by our airlines under Runhua Industry, right? ”

"Yes," Grigorievich nodded, a little incomprehensible: "You mean?" ”

"That's right, this airline has a stake in the military," Chen Geng nodded with a smile: "These officers are looking at these two planes on behalf of their own military branches, and they can report to their leaders when they go back, so you don't have to worry at all, they are neither from China's KGB, nor from the intelligence department, they are just a group of ordinary officers, and no one will make any unfavorable moves to everyone." ”

I see!

Chen Geng's explanation made a group of old hairy people breathe a sigh of relief.

With this explanation, the old Maozi looked at these soldiers again, and immediately found that these soldiers were different from the people in the Soviet intelligence system and the KGB people they were familiar with in terms of temperament, and the temperament could not be concealed, and from this point of view, these soldiers could not be from the intelligence department.

Realizing this, the old hairymen were a little embarrassed: fortunately, there was no misunderstanding, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing.

"Okay," Chen Geng smiled and clapped his hands, and after attracting everyone's attention, he said: "Our arrangement is that everyone will take the airport bus to the hotel later, and tonight we will go to the famous hotel in the capital: Donglai Shun to eat shabu mutton, I promise that everyone will fall in love with this delicacy." Tomorrow we will visit the Forbidden City, which is the imperial palace of ancient China, and tomorrow we will visit the Great Wall......"

"Chen, when are we going to start working?" Vlasievich interrupted Chen Geng's words and asked eagerly.

In such a hurry? Chen Geng glanced at Vlasievich strangely, and nodded: "Everyone will stay in our capital for three days, and on the fourth day, we will go to the headquarters of Runhua Industry: Haizhou City, Jiangnan Province, and after everyone settles down and gets to know and communicate with the colleagues who came to Runhua Industry before, everyone can enter their posts to familiarize themselves with the situation, about a week or so." ”

Chen Geng's words are a more reasonable speed, but Vlasievich seems to be a little dissatisfied: "A week? Sir, can you hurry up? ”

"A week's time is already very tight, everyone must first familiarize themselves with the situation and communicate with their old colleagues......," Chen Geng said, and at the same time glanced at Grigorievich, hoping that Grigorievich could solve his doubts: What are you doing in such a hurry?

Grigorievich, who was most familiar with Chen Geng, explained to Chen Geng in a low voice: "The economic situation in the Soviet Union is relatively bad now, and everyone wants to get their wages as soon as possible so that they can send them to their families." ”

I see!

Compared with eating, drinking, traveling and shopping, these old Maozi who are under great economic pressure hope to be able to start work quickly, but how long has it been, why has the economic situation in the Soviet Union deteriorated so much?

"I understand," Chen Geng nodded, thought for a while, and asked, "Let me ask, do you all want to start work as soon as possible?" ”

"Yes."

"That's right."

"I want to get to work as soon as possible."

"I also hope to get to work as soon as possible......"

"It would be nice to get paid as soon as possible......"

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Listening to the noisy answers of a group of old hairymen, Chen Geng immediately decided: "OK, no problem, let's rest for the night tonight, and tomorrow we will fly directly to the headquarters of Runhua Industry - Mr. Grigorievich, Mr. Vlasievich, the two of you can come to my room at night, and we will discuss the next work of the two of you." ”

"Okay."

"No problem."

Grigorievich and Vlasievich were overjoyed and hurriedly responded.

Looking at the old Maozi in front of him who was happy after hearing the news that he could work immediately, a doubt arose in Chen Geng's heart: Lao Maozi, how much has the current situation deteriorated? Can I find a way to poach some more people from several other design bureaus?