"Hello, Representative Peng. Hello, this is Xiao Li, right? Young and promising! Huh."

"Hello, Director Niu. Hello, Yuan Gong......"

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As one of the pillar enterprises of the domestic aviation industry and one of the two elders, Cheng Fei even won the honorific title of the Internet - Cheng Luode. There is also one, of course, Shen Huoyin, who is Shen Fei.

The classic fighters produced include the J-10, as well as the fifth-generation stealth aircraft J-20 and so on. The technical strength is quite strong.

The most famous example: when masks were in short supply, Cheng Fei designed and 3D printed the mask assembly line by himself. It was put into production in just a few days. It not only meets the needs of the employees of the factory, but also can be supplied to the market in large quantities.

However, in the current early nineties, like other military factories in China, Cheng Fei's life is very difficult. Not only did they open a few civilian factories to produce dry cleaning machines, motorcycle engines, and so on, but they also went hungry to the point of starvation. Even Li Yuan, a "model airplane", did not let go.

The one who came to greet him was the deputy director of the cattle factory who was responsible for generating income. He seemed to be a little impatient: "Xiao Li, I heard that you want to mass-produce this miniature model airplane? How much do you need?"

"Oh! There are still many breakthroughs in related technologies. It's now a flight validation of the prototype." Li Yuan told the truth.

"That's as it should be. That's as it should be." A hint of disappointment crossed the face of the deputy director of the cow.

Li Yuan observed the words: "What? Cattle factory director? Aren't you doing well?"

"Alas!" Deputy Director Niu sighed, "The whole country is in this state, and we can't complain more. Probably not...... Worst, right?"

At this time, the domestic military factories were difficult to return. Like a manufacturer that produces gun barrels, there are more than 100 machine tools in the workshop, and only 2 are working? All others are sealed. Even the personnel can't be cut, and you still need to practice on those two machine tools from time to time?

Tell me, what else will it be?

In fact, there is still a lot of such historical baggage.

For example, per capita GDP, in 1990, the per capita GDP of 184 countries and regions in the world, China...... You don't have to queue up in order, count 11 from the bottom! 173 bits! Can you believe it?

When I went to Africa, many people in the country were stunned, they finally saw the big modern city!

[In view of the general environment,

Don't laugh, there's nothing wrong here. Not the developed countries of Europe and the United States, but one of the most backward regions - Africa! Except for the two big cities in China, which are not as modern as the big cities in Africa? Even including Guangshen?

Feels incredible, right?

So why is it so backward? At least there are two bombs and one star in China, right? At least the domestic light and heavy industries are complete, right? At least we still have it? Is there nothing in that place in Africa?

They are even more modern than us?

The key is that manufacturers like Chengfei raise too much, and those skilled workers also raise too much. Although there were objective reasons in the previous decades, it was also necessary to do it. But from an economic point of view, it must be a great waste.

Finding that Deputy Director Niu's expressions were a little unnatural, Li Yuan smiled and asked, "What else does your factory do?" It's the ones that make people's goods. I'll see if there's anything we can work with."

After all, they have arranged for themselves to take the sixth master, so you might as well do a personal favor.

The Yuan Gong on the side hurriedly introduced: "Our three industries are a jack factory, a dry cleaning machine factory, a motorcycle engine factory, a mold factory, a frame fixture factory and a landing gear hydraulic accessories factory......

"You still have a motorcycle factory?" Li Yuan asked curiously.

Yuan Gong is a little proud: "We are still one of the 19 key motorcycle enterprises in the country."

Li Yuan nodded. This should be the same as the three big and two small and two micro in a small car. It's just nineteen that's too many, right? So except for those more famous motorcycle factories, Cheng Fei's motorcycle seems to have never heard of it. Or because of the ban on motorcycles later, their products were sold abroad, right?

"So be it! OEM, oh! Is it OEM production, do you do it?"

"Oh?" The deputy director of the Niu factory immediately became interested.

"I have a factory here that makes electric two-wheelers. There is a full set of drawings. If you can meet the sales volume, I can give you a part of the order."

Deputy Director Niu's eyes lit up: "What brand are you?"

"Little Green Dragon electric moped. It's not famous. Huh."

Qinglong Automobile has only advertised a few times in the provincial Taiwan of Shannan Province, and it has already been sold out in the provincial capital. Don't say it, the advertising effect in this era is really great, and any thing can be sold.

However, it has not left Shannan Province, and this is already the case. I was so scared that I didn't even dare to advertise in Beijing and Shanghai. Therefore, Li Yuan really wants to find a few foundries.

"Huh? Little Green Dragon? I seem to have heard of Satan somewhere." Deputy Director Niu recalled carefully, "By the way, have you been out of three wheels?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Eh, Xiao Li, then how can we cooperate?"

"It's all right. First we order, you produce. Let's talk about the specifics between the two factories, shall we?"

"How many are needed for the first batch?"

"Three or five thousand will do. I generally don't care about this. Or is it the same sentence, cooperate first, and then continue if you are satisfied?"

"Yes, yes! Huh."

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While laughing, I suddenly heard someone behind me talking: "Uh...... Chief, are you alright? I'll take my leave if it's okay?"

Everyone turned around, and Li Yuan and Peng Guolian glanced at each other. They had already forgotten about the squad leader behind them.

However, before Ding Ye could salute and leave, Li Yuan suddenly shouted, "Xiao Ding, wait first. Do you have any arrangements when you get home?"

Ding Ye hesitated and said, "I want to go through the discharge procedures first, and listen to what arrangements the discharge office has." And then...... Go home and see. I've been a soldier for eight years. Again...... Let's talk about it!"

In this day and age, demobilized officers will definitely arrange work. Not necessarily for veterans. In particular, rural soldiers generally return to their hometowns.

Li Yuan smiled, "Then are you interested in working in the capital?"

"Huh?" Ding Ye's expression was dazed.

"Huh. Come to work in our unit. Also in charge of security?"

On the way over, Li Yuan had already understood Ding Ye's experience through small talk. His garrison company should be regarded as a special service company, in the current vernacular, it is actually a special forces. And this Ding Ye has excellent military skills, so he can be regarded as a talent!

"This ...... This? I ......" Ding Ye was already excited and couldn't say anything. Who doesn't want to get paid? Do you want to go home to farm or go out to work? Especially when he returned to the capital to serve on his own. After all, Ding Ye has already opened his eyes, and he knows the benefits of big cities better.

Peng Guolian on the side waved his hand: "Little ghost, if you are told to obey the arrangement!" Ask your old unit to give the veterans office. You go and come back quickly."

"No, no, don't be in such a hurry." Li Yuan smiled, "I'll give you an address, just rush back to the capital within a month." Parents still have to arrange it. Oh! Keep your license plate and you're going to work today. Is there enough money?"

"Enough, enough! Thank you, Chief!"

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……

When Ding Ye left excitedly, Peng Guolian immediately debunked Li Yuan's thoughts: "What? Have you done too much? Want to find a bodyguard?"

Li Yuan smiled: "Old man, looking at your appearance, sooner or later I will arrange a few people to be responsible for confidentiality work. It's better to find a familiar one. It just so happens that Xiao Ding has fate, so let's find him!"

"Hey! Have you finally figured it out?"

"I understand. Just a toy-like thing, I thought I was going to deal with aliens."

While laughing, Deputy Director Niu smiled: "That's also Xiao Li Xinshan, he is willing to help his friends. But we can't forget our friends who are flying. Do you need us to mold that toy?"

Li Yuan almost didn't laugh, and here

Do you not choose to eat? It seems that Cheng Fei's life is really not easy.

Li Yuan suddenly thought, didn't he take a lot of orders for survival cabins? It's too late to do it there?

"Director Niu, do you have a furniture factory?"

"Yes, yes. How can I help?"

"Wait, I'll ask." The group walked into the office, and Li Yuan called home directly, "Mom, I'm in Rongcheng now."

"Rongcheng? What is that? Far from it."

"Ugh...... Thousands of kilometers!"

"Huh? How far is it?" Mother Zhang Zhen has no concept of distance at all.

"It's farther than my hometown to the capital."

"Huh? How did you get there? Didn't we take the train for more than a day? You still ...... when you go out in the morning."

"Hehe, don't talk about that. I flew there by Air Force plane."

"Huh? You didn't burn the lake, did you?"

"Ahh Leave this alone. It's so far from home that I might be out for days,"

"Who cares about you? What's the use of having a son......

"Okay, okay. One more thing, do you have Professor Shen's contact information?"

"What are you looking for him?"

"Just ask, how many orders are left for the survival pod? They don't have time to do it."

"Of course it's too late, it's too late for three heads and six arms. I've heard that there are more than 2,000 new ones, right?"

"Huh? How much do you say?"

"More than 2,000! Anyway, Lao Shen told me. Why do you ask this?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Li Yuan pondered slightly, lie down! This doesn't have to be considered at all, good felling? A sudden surge in orders, think about it with your ass, and you know what will be planted?

Li Yuan hurriedly hit the United States again: "Finley, are you there?"

"Boss, what do you command?"

"Has there been a big increase in survival pod sales recently? Don't you think there's anything strange?"

「…… Boss! We're doing legal business......

"Contact the FBI and provide a list of all the clients. And make a statement on the advertisement, the booker must fill in the complete information. We are a high-tech enterprise, and we must not touch the bottom line of society."

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

"That's good!"

Hanging up the phone, Li Yuan shook his head: "Director Niu, do you have a furniture factory?"

"Hmm. That's right."

"I have a kind of survival pod here. In the future, the development will be placed in the Agricultural University, and the production will be processed by your furniture factory?"

The school-run factories of the Agricultural University are congenitally insufficient, and no matter how much they expand, they cannot increase the output much. It's better to put it into the processing of Chengfei.

"Oh! Did you send a few technicians to join the project team of the Agricultural University? We will develop the next generation of products as soon as possible."

"......?"

"I'll pay all the wages. Also, if there are new college students recruited in the future, I want to give a few places, and I will also come out. Count your Chengfei formation? Of course, if you want to come over, I'll arrange it with my family?"

"That's fine." As long as it doesn't add to the burden, Cheng Fei is here to raise his hand to welcome.

Peng Guolian on the side was a little strange: "Xiao Li, if you use this thing to grow crops, will anyone want it?" Isn't that the use of gold and silver to refresh the crops? Are they in the water in their brains?"

"Why do you care so much?" Li Yuan said with a smile, "There are more than 2,000 orders now. You don't understand the world of big foreign dogs!"

The crowd laughed.

Peng Guolian was still very unconvinced: "Such a simple thing? Do you want to add technicians? Just for the sake of foreign ...... Big dog?"

Li Yuan explained: "If you continue to specialize in research, the technical threshold here is not low. Let's just say that! What about the space station in the future? Or a lunar base? How much rocket launch space can be saved with or without food? I understand that it may not be needed for the time being. But isn't that a technical reserve?"

Yuan Gong on the side smiled and said, "What Xiao Li said makes sense." And everyone else nodded.

Li Yuan continued to joke: "Actually, the biggest market for this kind of thing is in China."

"Domestic? Are we fed?"

"Old man, it's really not. Imagine that you have such a thing in the garden or on the rooftop, and you usually grow flowers and plants. If something happens, will each family be self-sufficient?"

"Huh?" Deputy Director Niu smiled, "When Xiao Li said this, I seem to have itchy hands."

Sure enough, there is no one in the flower grower who doesn't like to plant a group.

"Then produce a few more sets, and each family will send them to you. You have it, old man!"

"I don't want to!" Peng Guolian was arrogant.

Li Yuan smiled, "Don't say it! Sometimes it really works. Knowing about the collapse of the former Soviet Union? They're having a hard time right now."

"I know that. It's been said in the newspapers."

"Then do you know why their people are not in chaos now?"

"Really? Why?"

"In the former Soviet Union, most city dwellers gave a suburban holiday villa. Big Brother is vast and sparsely populated, and their welfare is relatively good. Of course, most of them are villas, that is, to build a small wooden house and circle a piece of land for you, and the transportation is not very convenient. It's not a manor like a villa in Europe or the United States. But it is with this wasteland that many of them now have no income, and the ruble has become a gold yuan. But with this land, I planted some crops and vegetables, and raised some chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep. If you do, you will sell it on the black market. I can still eat enough, and I can still get by."

"And this?" Peng Guolian was very curious, "Do they have it in every household? The USSR was so rich, why did they collapse?"

"I don't know if it's disintegrating or something. Maybe Big Brother is nervous? But most people have it, which can be regarded as superiority! Can't make money, don't you have wasteland?"

"Hey! The grandchildren. The good places have ruined them, hey!"

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