420. Chapter 2 (1) The Loss
Seeing that Novakovich wanted to explain, the minister raised his hand to stop him.
"Comrade Novakovich, this is an extraordinary period, we can't do things with the same old dogmas of the past, if we still walk step by step according to the previous rhythm, and still adhere to the rules and regulations that bind our hands and feet, then we will achieve nothing, your ideals, your design ideas can only be locked in the safe all the time, and after a while it will really become worthless waste paper, while there are still people willing to pay and cooperate with us, At the very least, we can sell those things that are about to become obsolete at a good price, and in doing so, at least we will not lose too much of the inputs we once had, and at the same time help us to restart the project and resume production. ”
The minister's speech made Novakovich bow his head, he didn't want to argue anymore, and after being silent for a long time, Novakovich only whispered:
"That's not outdated at all, so far our design still has a lot of highlights, a lot of patented technology, but we don't have ......"
Novakovic's last words were almost choked up, and no one could hear what he meant in the end.
Perhaps thinking that the tone of what he had just said was too heavy, the minister stood up, walked around the huge table, walked slowly to Novakovich's side, patted the other man on the shoulder and comforted:
"Comrade Novakovich, don't be too pessimistic, we all know how much effort you have put into this project, how much you have contributed, there is no one here who wants to turn the lines on this drawing into a physical machine and let it fly into the blue sky, we are working in this direction now, besides, that country is very far away from us, they will not become our competitors for the time being, when we get through this difficult time in front of us, the conditions are sufficient, we will definitely go further, We can make better things, things that only belong to us, and now we are wronged to lay the foundation for the future, and when the time comes, when the time comes, it will be up to us to make all this decision, believe me, this time will not make you wait too long. ”
Novakovic knew that what the minister said was the truth, and he also knew that now that this place was besieged on all sides, they could not do anything on their own, and Novakovic was unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.
"You know what? Comrade Minister, when I saw this cooperation clause, it gave me a very bad feeling, a feeling of selling my own children, and this feeling made me sad. ”
"I know how you feel, and you can understand it, but we all have a basic expectation, we don't want our children to die for some reason, we all want our children to grow up, when we are really unable to support him, we can't watch him die like this, we have to find a way for him to live, even if this will make us lose some dignity, but at least let our children live."
Despite the boss's reluctance and resistance, Novakovich threw himself into this new collaboration, which, as he himself said, was his child and he could not strangle it in the cradle.
For the pursuit of their own interests, the cooperation has been carried out very smoothly, and Novakovic is very pleased that he has won extraordinary respect and recognition from the other party, which has never been done in the past, compared with the domineering posture of the previous F country, now Novakovich is treated as a world of difference, the kind of oriental culture brought by those people makes Novakovic very obsessed, and everyone who comes here is so diligent, dedicated and attentive, It is this kind of seriousness and rigor that made Novakovic quickly identify with these peers who came from afar, and then devoted himself more fully to the promotion of the project.
Unexpectedly, this kind of tacit understanding and coordination that just occurred did not last long, the resumption of the war made everything here stagnate again, just now, Novakovich sent away six Chinese colleagues and more than a dozen local employees, sealed a production workshop, and touched the cold heavy iron door of the re-sealed manufacturing plant, Novakovich couldn't help but cry, the next opening is not sure when it will be, and he doesn't know if he can wait until that day.
Staggering back to the park where he lived, he saw the same cold and desolate as the research institute, in order to escape the war, many people fled from their homes where they had lived for generations, and lived a life of refugees who were displaced and sent under the fence, and now in this apartment housing community allocated by the state to scholars and experts, there are no more people walking around, most of them have gone to their homeland with relatives and friends, stepping on the fallen leaves everywhere, Novakovich came to his door.
Novakovic opened the door and was surprised to see a warmth in place of the usual cold, given that the collective heating had been cancelled a few years ago, and that winter was more often spent around the fireplace wrapped in blankets.
This warmth dispelled the chill from Novakovich's body, and also diluted the desolation and loss, and Novakovich was familiar with this warmth.
"Kva, is that you? Are you back? ”
The temperature difference between the inside and outside made Novakovich's glasses fog up, and he couldn't see the specific situation in the house for a while, Novakovich raised his hand to remove the glasses from the bridge of his nose, and squinted his eyes in the room to search for his hope.
The glow of the fireplace reddened most of the roof of the house, and on the sofa in front of the fireplace, a familiar and friendly figure of Novakovich stood up.
"Kova, it's really you, when did you come back? It's such a pleasure to see you again. ”
When Novakovic put on his glasses again and saw the person in front of him, his joy was palpable, and he took two steps forward and hugged the person in front of him into his arms.
The woman who walked over responded to Novakovich's enthusiasm with her own hugs and kisses, and after a long time, the woman held up Novakovich's face and said softly:
"Nova, it's me who is back, it's me who is not good, I shouldn't have left you, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect that we didn't have much time apart, you are a lot older and thinner, I really don't know how you came over these days, come, sit here, let me take a good look at you."
The woman named Kova took Novakovic's arm and came to the fireplace, and she reached out and took off the thick scarf around Novakovic's neck, and helped Novakovic take off his coat and put it aside, and the two of them snuggled up to each other on the sofa in front of the fireplace.
The two of them put their heads against their heads, holding each other's hands, and sat in front of the warm fireplace, not speaking for a long time.
Kosheleva is in her Chinese New Year's Eve, with a tall figure and fair skin characteristic of a Russian girl, and her blonde hair is like satin and scattered over her shoulders, and it is clear that she and Novakovich have an unusual relationship.
A few years ago, the original monolithic political ~ situation showed signs of loosening, and the signs of turmoil began to appear, and Novakovich's wife, who had always been deeply dissatisfied with this depressing life, finally decided to take her and Novakovich's two children to leave country N and return to her home country, originally she also wanted to persuade Novakovich to leave with her, but at that time, the new fighter project led by Novakovich and country F had just begun, Novakovic finally gave up his plans to go abroad with his mother and son, and stayed in this depressed country to pursue his dreams.
Half a year after Novakovich's wife left, the project with Novakovich as the chief engineer began to gradually get on the right track, and with the completion of a large number of laboratories and manufacturing workshops, Kosheleva broke into Novakovich's field of vision.
Kosheleva, who graduated from the former Soviet university, studied aviation materials and aerodynamics in her major, and Novakovich, who was in urgent need of a large number of professionals, quickly recruited Kosheleva to her rule to engage in basic experiments and testing work in a laboratory, although the work was simple and boring, but Kosheleva did not complain at all, and every research topic handed over to her would come up with reliable results and data in the shortest possible time, and submit them to the supervisor, quickly, Kosheleva's seriousness and steadfastness won the favor of Novakovich, more and more jobs were handed over to Kosheleva, and Kosheleva will complete various tasks excellently every time, Kosheleva's youth, casualness and cheerfulness have won the love of many people, and Novakovich is even more in love with this energetic young girl from the heart,
With the increasing depression of the economy and the mutual tilting of different races, more and more people chose to leave here to find another way to make a living, and the opening of the first civil war that followed, the cooperation project that had been carried out for several years was finally stopped, and country F withdrew relevant experts, took away or sealed most of the scientific research results, and Novakovic, who had devoted all his efforts to this project, was hit hard, and spent all day drinking to drown his sorrows, but no matter how sad Novakovic was, he would go to the once hot factory every day. The last time the laboratory went around, there were few people still stuck here, but Kosheleva has insisted on staying here and not leaving, although there are no specific subjects that she needs to complete for a long time, and she only gets a meager salary that is only enough to maintain food and clothing, but she still insists on staying here, several encounters make Novakovich and Kosheleva resonate more and more, and the bad situation makes these two people gradually come together, on a bleak autumn rainy night, Kosheleva finally accepted the half-old man, who was nearly twenty years older than herself.
It's just that what Novakovic didn't expect was that Kosheleva stayed here and refused to leave, not entirely because she was pessimistic and willing to suffer, she had her own bitterness.