Just when Yang Xiaotao returned to the courtyard, Mr. Chen came to the West Garden and was chatting with the thin old man about the establishment of the Jiubu.
"This is some of our plans for the nine departments."
Mr. Chen put a piece of information on the table and then explained, "The core of Jiubu is the development of high-tech."
"The specific arrangements need to be discussed with the staff of the Ninth Department."
"The initial factory will be based on Hongxing Machinery Factory, and then fill in the relevant departments..."
"In terms of personnel, we only have a general scope, and the specific needs will also depend on the needs of Jiubu."
Mr. Chen said, and the thin old man nodded in praise.
"Nine Parts is the result of our careful consideration, and it is also our attempt to break the existing shackles and hope to bring about changes."
"The bosses have high hopes for this."
The thin old man picked up the cup, poured a cup of boiled water and put it on the table. "As you can see at this meeting, everyone has unanimously chosen the leaders of these nine departments."
“We need to hire people who dare to innovate and can lead everyone to make changes.”
Mr. Chen took the cup and took a sip, "I just received a call from Mr. Qian before I came here."
"He made it clear on the phone that he didn't want to take this position."
"Moreover, he also recommended Yang Xiaotao."
Speaking of this, Mr. Chen also shook his head. I don't know what these people were thinking. Why were they all facing Yang Xiaotao?
"I didn't even expect that this guy would have such prestige without even realizing it."
"I was really caught off guard."
Originally, he thought about letting Lao Qian take over for a few years to let Yang Xiaotao mature more, but now it seems that Yang Xiaotao has been directly pushed to the front desk.
"I'm just worried now whether it will encourage the growth of the country and whether it will be attacked."
Mr. Chen expressed his worries, which was what he and Mr. Peng did not want to see.
"That's not necessarily a good thing."
The thin old man was open-minded and said, "At the very least, we should get to know each other sooner and grow up sooner."
"Moreover, there are still you and me watching, and there are so many people helping me. Even if something goes wrong or I make a mistake, there is still room for recovery."
"After all, if you don't make mistakes, you won't grow."
Hearing this, Mr. Chen put down his cup and said, "That's right."
"You have to give people a chance and let them try it."
The thin old man smiled. He had heard this from the 'mistress' at home.
However, no one in the family seemed surprised that Yang Xiaotao was selected.
This gave him the feeling that Yang Xiaotao was expected to take this position.
Shaking his head, the old man stood up and moved his body, "This matter of Jiu Bu must be established as soon as possible."
"This time we will leave the Blackbird behind. There is a chaos abroad, and everyone is asking for news."
"Based on the interrogation of the prisoners, there are still many doubts about this incident."
"I guess this matter can't be kept secret for too long."
"Therefore, we must master the technology as quickly as possible before the other party reacts, and we must produce more Baiju fighter jets. This is our important reliance in the next few years, or even more than ten years."
"So, you must complete the establishment of Jiubu as soon as possible and produce Baiju fighter jets as soon as possible."
Mr. Chen nodded, but a hint of worry flashed across his face.
"The production of Baiju fighter jets is not easy."
The thin old man sighed after hearing this.
"I have statistics here. The two aircraft we are currently producing involve more than a hundred factories, hundreds of assembled components, and more than two thousand standard parts. Nearly
Twenty thousand parts.”
"In addition, a lot of resources are consumed in production."
"Let's put it this way, our current cost of producing a J-7 is around five million. This is still preliminary, and there will be more improvements in the future."
"And, do you know how much a white horse costs?"
The thin old man looked solemn, obviously feeling a little uneasy.
"The cost of producing one Baiju is enough to produce eight J-7s."
Mr. Chen said a heavy number, and the thin old man was also surprised when he heard it.
He didn't expect that the cost of building Baiju would be so high.
"In addition, the maintenance of the aircraft is also a problem. Although the Blackbird was successfully captured this time and the mission was completed,..."
Having said this, Mr. Chen pulled out a report from the files on his desk, with the word "Top Secret" written on it.
"This is authoritative data given by our ground staff, and no more than five people know about it."
The thin old man stepped forward to take it, then looked at it, his expression changed, and he put it down again.
"This is because our engine uses the best alloy materials. If it happens again, the engine will be scrapped."
"Also, under high temperature conditions, the overall temperature of the aircraft increases. Due to thermal expansion, the body of the aircraft is ten centimeters longer than the whole body when it falls. Some parts need to be replaced urgently."
"In other words, every ultra-high-speed flight requires a period of maintenance."
When Mr. Chen said this, his expression became a little complicated, "So, the gap between us and each other is still quite big."
Silence, long silence.
Previously, the thin old man thought that building hundreds of them and spreading them across the country would be able to protect the country.
But now...
The country cannot afford such a high cost.
However, the thin old man quickly changed his mind.
"The point of an airplane is to be practical."
"What a Baiju can do, even a hundred J-7s may not be able to do."
"And the deterrent effect this gives is unmatched by any number of J-7s."
"So, we have to work with both hands. We need Baiju to deal with special situations, and J-7 to deal with ordinary situations."
"Only when the two are combined together can the strongest power be exerted."
Mr. Chen naturally understood this. He was just distressed because the cost of building a white horse was too high.
Although the country has earned a lot of foreign exchange in the past two years by exporting grain, machinery, medicines, etc.
These two Baiju fighters alone consumed less than half.
Although I know that all the money I earn has to be spent, spending it at such a speed would make everyone feel bad.
"So, we must integrate resources as soon as possible, optimize resources, and manufacture aircraft faster and better."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The thin old man said seriously, and Mr. Chen also understood what the other party meant. Nowadays, the manufacturing of aircraft is spreading everywhere, with hammers here and there, and communication and transportation are extremely inconvenient.
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The key reason is that there is no strong management department.
It is scattered under various departments, and the management is layered. If there is no restriction from the superiors, the people below may not be able to do anything.
"You have to implement it as soon as possible and at the same time speed up the pace. This matter must not be delayed. We must take advantage of this opportunity to strike while the iron is hot."
Mr. Chen nodded, "I have asked Mr. Huang to go to the machinery factory to help them."
"I'll go talk to Yang Xiaotao tomorrow and see what he thinks. Although this guy is young, he has a longer-term perspective on some things than we do."
This is a compliment to Yang Xiaotao, and of course it is also true.
The thin old man nodded, "That's right. Comrade Yang Xiaotao still has a very strategic vision. Some of the measures he implemented at the Red Star Machinery Factory are very good."
"Especially the quality inspection department of Hongxing Machinery Factory is very good. The other machine departments also have much better results. It is worth recommending."
After hearing this, Mr. Chen took it to heart and said, "Okay, that's no problem for me."
After saying that, Mr. Chen stood up and prepared to leave.
The thin old man stood up and saw each other off. The two of them left the West Garden. Mr. Chen suddenly stopped and then asked softly, "What is the purpose of this recommendation in this meeting?"
The thin old man looked up at the setting sun and sighed, "I think I should appreciate it."
"You should also talk to Xiaotao about this matter so that he doesn't have any psychological baggage."
"Do your own thing well, walk upright and stand upright, and don't be afraid of slanted shadows."
After hearing this, Mr. Chen nodded solemnly and left immediately.
At the same time, Mr. Huang, who returned to the No. 1 Machinery Department, thought about it and picked up the phone to call Mr. Zhang and made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening.
Then he hung up and called Mr. Qin and Mr. Wang again. After a final thought, he picked up the phone and called Mr. Zhou from the Sixth Machinery Department. That's how tonight's situation was pieced together.
The purpose of Mr. Huang's call is very simple. One is that his daughter is going to become a mother-in-law and is in charge of the family, so her family will help her no matter what.
At the very least, we must show our attitude and not let these people hold us back.
The second one is naturally to carry forward the style of Big Brother.
Yang Xiaotao is a 'thin-skinned' kid, at least he is much worse than Lao Wang.
When the Seventh Machinery Department was established, this man's shamelessness refreshed his understanding.
But it worked, and the Seventh Machinery Department was developed abruptly, and it even surpassed the Four, Five, and Six.
That's the thing.
Therefore, it is not convenient for Xiao Tao to talk about the establishment of these nine departments. He, the elder, has to help organize them.
Otherwise, how could they be from the mother's family?
At this moment, Mr. Huang, or the entire First Machinery Department, has regarded Xiaojiu as his own child, and it is only right to help him.
In the evening.
Yang Xiaotao drove Ran's father, Ran's mother, Ran Xinrui and Ran Hongbing to the yard.
Yu Zecheng, who was rarely seen in the backyard, also came back, so he called Yu Zecheng's family over again.
As for other people in the courtyard, Yang Xiaotao didn't say hello.
Lao Dao and Lao Jin are inextricably fighting each other on the chessboard.
It was easy for both of them to relax and have time to relax.
In the living room, Ran Qiuye and Cuiping were standing in front of the stove, looking at the stewed ribs in the iron pot, eating melon seeds and talking about their pregnancy.
Of course, their eyes looked towards the kitchen not far away from time to time, and then both of them showed happy smiles.
The man in the family cooked for them, and this time they really enjoyed the treatment like a queen.
At the door, Ran Xinrui and Miaomiao were making flower ropes. This was taught to them by their brother-in-law Yang Xiaotao. It became popular throughout the campus as soon as it was introduced.
Of course, my brother-in-law invented many gadgets. When I saw Ran Hongbing leading a group of children to roll hoops in the yard, the joyful sound added a bit of joy to the yard.
Ms. Cui was chatting with Ran's mother and watching a group of children playing at the entrance of the hospital.
As I get older, I tend to nag.
Especially older women, they can sit there and nag about the same thing all day long.
What the two of them are talking about now is about their wives.
As for the important task of cooking, it was left to the three grown men in the family.
None of the three men had any objections to this.
I don’t dare to have any opinions.
Even though they have achieved a lot outside, when it comes to their contribution to the family...
In a family, if one person pays less, the other half needs to make more sacrifices.
Especially the elderly and children at home have to take care of food, drink and diarrhea.
Therefore, they cooked this meal willingly.
In the kitchen, Yu Zecheng is picking up garlic and preparing to pound it!
Ran's father was lighting the fire, and from time to time he would open the lid of the pot and use a shovel to scoop out the dumplings. Then he would wait for the soup in the pot to subside before closing the lid again.
Counting silently in my heart, the second one rolled away.
Yang Xiaotao was busy cooking on the side. There were two pots at home, one for dumplings and the other for cooking, but he couldn't keep up.
'It would be nice if there was a gas stove.'
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaotao felt that it was necessary to do something.
At least it can solve the problem of burning coal and firewood.
Yang Xiaotao's hands were constantly moving here, but there were seven or eight plates on the cabinet beside him, all of which were cooked dishes. The room was warm, but not too cold.