Yangcheng, Baiyun Airport.

Zhang Xingyang stepped off the Boeing 737 passenger plane, stretched and yawned, ready to pick up his checked luggage.

At this time, Liang Yi, who was traveling with him, was constantly looking at the Boeing plane behind him, and then asked with half longing and half emotion:

"Xingyang, when do you think we will have our own big plane?"

"It is estimated that it will take another twenty or thirty years, and the development of large passenger aircraft is not so easy."

Since the disbandment of the Yun-10 project team ten years ago, the development of large jet airliners in China has basically come to a complete standstill in the past two or five years.

It was not until the establishment of the C919 large aircraft project in 09 that the development plan of the domestic large aircraft was restarted.

In fact, if the Yun-10 could continue to be developed that year, the road of domestic passenger aircraft would not be as bumpy as it was later.

However, in the 80s, the domestic economic situation was too difficult, and the state's funds were limited, so all of them were invested in the research and development of military aircraft.

The two dragged their suitcases out of the airport, and there was no taxi software like later generations to call a taxi, after all, there were not even a few mobile phones at this time.

Took a taxi and went straight to the hotel that had been booked in advance.

At this time, taxi drivers were still a decent job, and most drivers were relatively proficient.

"You're here for the Canton Fair, right?"

The driver was driving and chatting with the two people sitting in the back.

"How do you tell?" Zhang Xingyang asked a little curiously.

The two of them got into the car and didn't say anything else except for the destination, and they were guessed by the other party.

"Haha, those who have come to Yangcheng recently and still live in that area are basically here to participate in the Canton Fair, and you are already the fifth wave I have received in the past two days."

The driver said happily.

It seems that the scale of the Canton Fair in the past two years is still quite large, and even the drivers are talking about some of them.

Along the way, it also opened the eyes of Zhang Xingyang, who had never been in contact with the content of this kind of commercial trade fair.

The Canton Fair traded goods ranging from daily necessities to large-scale industrial equipment, which made Zhang Xingyang can't help but want to have a good visit.

"Anyway, you're a little late, and the opening ceremony started yesterday." The driver sighed.

Then he boasted about how spectacular the opening ceremony was, and the audience was crowded.

Just as he was talking, the taxi finally arrived at the hotel they had booked.

"It's here!"

The driver parked the car firmly in front of the hotel and then prompted everyone to get out of the car.

After checking in at the front desk and putting all your luggage away.

"Uncle Liang, should we go to dinner first, or go directly to the trade fair?" Zhang Xingyang asked.

Liang Yi was not very hungry at this time, he had just eaten a meal on the plane, and he was still full at this time, and said:

"I'm not very hungry, if you feel hungry, let's eat first."

"I'm not very hungry, so let's go directly to the Canton Fair!"

Although Zhang Xingyang didn't eat much on the plane, his curiosity made him want to go to see the grand occasion of the Canton Fair first.

The hotel booked by the institute is very close to the site of the Canton Fair, which is also for the convenience of travel.

After walking two steps, I came to the venue of the Canton Fair, and the flow of people did not stop.

"Uncle Liang, where is the booth of Factory 703?"

Zhang Xingyang walked into the stadium, almost completely disoriented, not knowing where to go.

"They should be in the position of No. 11 in Block C."

Liang Yi replied after thinking for a moment.

And Zhang Xingyang: They are currently in Area F, which is still a little far away from Area C.

The two of them finally walked slowly in the flow of people, and when they walked to the booth of Factory 703, Zhang Xingyang sweated profusely.

Even Liang Yi, who has never liked to sweat, has beads of sweat on his forehead.

Guarding in front of the booth of Factory 703 was Hu Deming, as well as female employees engaged in administrative affairs in the factory.

Seeing Zhang Xingyang and Liang Yi sweating and walking over weakly, Hu Deming hurriedly asked someone to bring over two bottles of ice water to relieve the fever for the two.

After pouring a large mouthful of cold water, Zhang Xingyang instantly felt that his internal organs were like being soaked in cold water, exuding coldness.

"Ahh

exhaled comfortably, feeling that his whole person was refreshed, Zhang Xingyang asked about today's sales situation:

"How's the material selling today?"

Speaking of this, Hu Deming's dark face showed a smile and said:

"The sales were very good, especially from a merchant from Gallic chicken, who directly placed a large order of 100 tons.

After completing this order, our factory can be regarded as being able to really come alive.

Thanks to the help of the Rocket Research Institute. ”

Hu Deming said and shook Zhang Xingyang's hand excitedly.

Laboriously pulling out his hands from the other party's hands, Hu Deming's statement was similar to Zhang Xingyang's expectations.

After all, the chief designer once said that science and technology are the primary productive forces.

The technology contained in the two-dimensional carbon fiber cloth is almost comprehensively leading in this era.

This is also the reason why the profit margin of new materials can reach almost 200 percent.

However, the order of 100 tons of Gallic chicken at one time was still somewhat unexpected by Zhang Xingyang.

After all, carbon fiber is still a relatively high-end material at this time, unlike the fishing rods used by everyone in later generations are made of carbon fiber.

"Which company wants such a large amount of Gallic chicken?"

Zhang Xingyang still asked with some curiosity.

"It is said that they supplied parts for engines produced by Safran the Gallic chicken,

It seems to be called Snecma Company, and the name is quite difficult to pronounce. ”

Hu Deming thought for a while before remembering how to pronounce the name of the other company.

Snecma Company, Zhang Xingyang remembered what this company was doing when the other party said this name.

The other party is a veteran in aerospace, and has undertaken almost all the propulsion system development work for the Arian rocket used by ESA.

It can be said that it happens to be a strong competitor of the Rocket Research Institute in the field of commercial launches.

That is to say, the current equity relationship of the 703 factory is not well known to everyone, otherwise the other party is unlikely to purchase from its competitors.

"Director Hu, when communicating with Snecma Company, it is best not to mention that the shareholder behind your scenes is our Rocket Research Institute, otherwise it may cause unnecessary trouble."

Zhang Xingyang patted Hu Deming and instructed earnestly.

Before Hu Deming could ask why, Zhang Xingyang gave the answer:

"Snecma and we are competitors in the aerospace field, and if we say it, it is estimated that the order will be lost."

Hu Deming nodded thoughtfully.

In the next half a day, manufacturers came to inquire one after another.

Basically, as long as you see the performance and price of the two-dimensional carbon fiber cloth of the 703 factory, basically no one can refuse.

As a result, in this day's time, nearly 200 tons were booked.

Roughly calculated, it is close to a profit of 240 million!