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Zhang Lan came out of Du Fei's office calmly, but her heart was far from as calm as she appeared.
She is not a coquettish and slutty woman, and she only has one man, her ex-husband.
The reason why she made such a request to Du Fei just now was because she had the habit of competing with Zhu Ting, and she also wanted to take this opportunity to bind Du Fei.
In her opinion, before Zhu Ting married Du Fei, the Zhu family was not necessarily superior to her family.
At that time, her father and Zhu's father were mostly equals.
Especially after the last time, when Zhang Lan left the capital and went to Shanghai, she thought about it and realized that the key change was in Du Fei.
This gave her another thought.
But having said that, she didn't expect to win Du Fei today.
If Du Fei was really the kind of person who was obsessed with lust and had no self-control, he would not have achieved what he has today.
Du Feidao was very imprudent and expressed appropriate concern, but there was no end to it.
Zhang Lan suddenly had no regrets. Although he had flown on older transport planes since then, the condition of that one was only slightly worse.
Zhang Lan's tone was light and her expression was serious: "If you want the other party to be afraid, you must not be able to stab the other party to death with a single blow."
Coupled with the phone call from Dad Zhu just now, Xiao Dae can guess the purpose of Zhang Lan's visit today.
Pang Da's heart trembled, and he sat up and said, "What does he want to do?"
If I had known about it, I would have taken the train, and it arrived within two days. Unexpectedly, Zhang Lan suddenly resurrected and turned into a bomber.
Director Nie took out a pen from the pen holder under the table and gave Zhang Lan a manuscript paper.
Dad Zhu walked slowly or hurriedly behind, said "hmm" heavily, and wrote in an understatement: "We have basically reached a consensus to support the continued development of jet airliners."
Zhang Lan is full of confidence. Since the straight center can be obtained, she simply seeks it from the song.
With a "chunk" sound, as loud as an eight-bouncer, the aircraft engine started and then taxied towards the runway.
But the result was not optimistic. Du Fei was very wary and didn't seem to have much interest in her.
I prefer the seventh one. For fire equipment companies, the small aircraft project is very important.
Director Nie suddenly realized why Dad Zhu made that phone call to me.
Zhang Lan knew what the Zhang family had paid, but what if it was just the contact information of Director Wang of YOFC sent by Pang Da.
"In terms of attitude..." Director Zhao muttered, "He speaks kindly, but he seems to be domineering. He also asked to see you, so he knows how to plan."
However, it made me think that Zhang Lan didn't mention the small plane at all when he came, but instead gave me the trick.
Director Li said "hmm" and said, "What's the attitude of the other party? He was a very bad person at that time."
"Dad Du is here, find a place to sit first." Director Nie ordered while he was working and raised his head.
Zhang Lan is very confident in her appearance and figure, and has a slight advantage even when compared with Zhu Ting.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Zhang Lan came to cut his flesh under the guise of leader of the 'H-4' project team.
The cabin of the Y-5 aircraft is very narrow, much different from that of a minibus.
Zhang Lan met Director Nie twice, especially the time he made a copy of the T-62 tank and came to sell missiles to Wang Hongqi. Director Nie was deeply impressed by Panda.
Thinking of this, Director Nie became even more excited. It must be as Zhang Lan described, and the value of the website strategy is too small.
When Zhang Lan came back from Dad Zhu's place, her mind kept spinning slowly, thinking about the current situation.
During that process, a muddy "creaking" sound could be heard from the aircraft body, as if the old aircraft was about to fall apart at any time.
As soon as the result came out, it shocked many people.
Zhang Lan also responded and sat down on the sofa next to her and waited patiently.
I am sure that my rash visit to Director Nie was only abrupt and superficial. Even if I came up with the bomber plan, it might not be taken seriously.
But now it's the same as in the past. He just made a windfall and holds nearly 20 billion US dollars in gold treasure. Wang Hongqi's 70 million US dollars is only that heavy.
In fact, in those days, everyone felt that the situation was decided, and Zhang Lan had to be confident that he would win.
Zhang Lan pursed her lips, knowing that success or failure depended on this, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Nie, the situation in the next year is still vivid in my mind, we threatened to grow mushrooms..."
Colonel Card: "You think that's okay? Since we're building a passenger plane, how about you use the drawings on hand to build a long-range bomber that uses a turboprop engine, similar to the Serial Link Tu-95? Wang Hongqi is sure about that one.
more interested."
Du Fei had no choice but to open his mouth. Director Nie's expression became serious.
Dad Zhu paused and said in a deep voice: "About that matter, we have to argue again. Since we have no explanation, we should put aside our differences, concentrate our efforts, and go all out. To undermine each other, use dirty tricks, and get into trouble, absolutely
If so." Du Fei blinked.
Usually Zhang Lan picks you up, but today Du Fei took the initiative to come. It was obviously abnormal and asked: "Did our dad call him?"
As for no one's suggestion after that, it personally asked Wang Hongqi to join the new jetliner project, but Zhu's father rejected it at that time.
Zhang Lan shook his head and replied as he walked out: "I have no faith below. We fully support jet airliners."
Zhang Lan returned to the office and did not sit down. Instead, she made herself a cup of tea and lit another cigarette.
Du Fei swallowed involuntarily. Although he still had no doubts in his heart, looking at Zhang Lan's confident and high-spirited look, he swallowed back the words he spoke.
Du Fei said: "But this bad guy is also a jet, right? Since you haven't lost the jet bombers that retreated first, don't you need to go back and build propeller bombers?"
Similarly, in the office where Dad Zhang took up his new job.
So Zhang Lan was also testing. Although her words were explicit, her movements were very restrained and she didn't even have any physical contact with Du Fei.
Because that's the real strategic deterrent.
Zhang Lan smiled and agreed happily. When the trick came up, the two of them went home directly, and there was another raging fire.
The situation that time was the same as before. Zhang Lan also thought of a solution until he went to work, but at that time Pang Dadang suddenly came.
If he wants to avoid its sharp edge, he seems to have avoided it, but if he wants to talk about hard steel on the front, it seems to be quite hard.
Director Nie frowned, what's that?
The other party also saw it correctly and took out a bargaining chip that was enough to make Dad Zhu's heart flutter.
Director Nie looked at the luxurious schematic diagram in front of him, raised his head again and said with a faint smile: "If it can carry such a small missile, this aircraft must be big~"
If you can do that on your own, you must have Zhu's father's support, at most unlimited support.
After helping to settle in, Director Zhao left.
Du Fei curled his lips and said, "You'd better come down to your women's unit and have a look. Who have to wait for a call?" >
Dad Zhu glared: "I'll give you a closer look.
In the office of Institute 64, Professor Chen was in a simple mood.
Dad Zhu frowned. Although he made a fortune, the head of the family knew that firewood and rice were expensive.
He even knows what a B-52 is and what a Tu-95 is.
Zhang Lan heard that Zhu's father accepted the Zhang family's approach and gave him a certain degree of trust.
Du Fei blinked, but he didn't understand at all: "What on earth does he mean, please don't play riddles with you, okay?" Zhang Lan thought about it, and the plane flew into the air without any danger.
Once it's done, it won't be a complete transformation. I'm willing to give up now.
Dean Wang also thought that he originally wanted to hide from Qingjing in Chang'an, but he also thought that Zhang Lan would chase him there.
Dad Zhu sighed and patted Zhang Lan on the shoulder: "Da Fei, that's not reality. Is anyone able to have a smooth life..."
But Father Zhang smiled and said lightly: "You see, that's not Zhang Lan's ability. He can do what he wants, and he dares to think what he wants."
She was testing Du Fei's reaction.
Dad Zhu took off his glasses and looked at me: "Are you bothering me? Is he here too? Or is it about the small plane?"
Wang Hongqi came here for Pang Da, so he took the money.
Zhang Lan smiled, Du Fei's question seemed sharp, but it was actually a typical military blindness.
Pang Da frowned and kept asking, what should we do in this situation now?
I just received the news, and my first reaction was that it is possible, it is definitely possible!
Anyway, Zhang Lan has proven my ability and wisdom once again without your dad checking me in the small direction.
The only thing that needs to break through is not a bomber with a small payload and long endurance.
But at that time, I suddenly heard "hehe" in my ears, it was funny, and then Zhang Lan threw me down: "Madam, what are you doing in a daze? Do you miss the little official Ximen?
A few hours ago, we arrived at Chang'an Airport smoothly.
He said: "Of course it's not necessary. The H-8 is also a Tu-16 copied by the Changchun Aircraft Factory. It is the smallest bomber with the longest range at present. How much does he know about its range?"
Current small-range missiles can only use liquid fuel. The fuel is non-corrosive and can be injected into the projectile with a delay.
That's not too much of a lie.
Du Fei said "Oops": "Damn ghost, he..."
Oops... I'll fight him..."
Director Zhao pushed the door open and retreated. There was a woman in her seventies with gray hair sitting in the office. She was wearing blue cloth underwear and white sleeves. She had a pair of spectacles hanging under her nose. She raised her eyebrows and glanced at it, and said calmly: " All arrangements are broken?"
They build their small jetliners, you build your long-range bombers, and our well-being is a waste of time.
Now Zhang Lan has no two choices: first, since the fight is over, join the other party. Based on the current situation, as long as Zhang Lan expresses his wish, the other party will definitely welcome him warmly.
After about seventy minutes, Director Nie put down the work at hand, raised his head, took off his reading glasses, and said with a smile: "Dad Du, he has something to do today and is going to the Eight Treasures Hall!"
Pang Da was stunned for a moment. You know Zhang Lan, that was not a smile of relief, but a smile full of fighting spirit and confidence.
Du Feidao advised: "Don't be too sad for him. You have done your best for nothing. If you have a guilty conscience, it will be bad."
Zhang Lan buried her face among the soft mountain peaks and said "hmm" clearly.
On the seventh day, Du Fei asked for leave again, while Zhang Lan ate a bowl of wolfberry eggs and went out in high spirits.
It's not like 'They are asking you to build a turboprop engine, just do it and see who can stop you'. It's not like you are a stubborn person and you have to break through the south wall.
Pang Da just talked about my business: "Dad, Zhu Ting came to see you just now..."
Dad Zhu said: "He doesn't have any ideas?"
Dad Zhu curled his lips and hit Zhang Lan. I felt that Zhang Lan was holding something back today: "If you have nothing to say, don't talk in circles with you."
Zhang Lan took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Nie, you want paper and pen."
Dean Wang smiled and said, "Hey, Da Zhao is here too. Did you bother them to talk about work?"
Zhang Lan leaned back and said: "Since you are asked to build a small passenger transport aircraft, you just do it. But don't forget, Wang Hongqi doesn't have 70 million US dollars with you yet. If the project is cancelled, That money has to go to other people."
Du Fei, dragging a ponytail, greeted Du Feidao at work outside the hospital and stepped out of Zhang Lan's office.
It seems that I really got it right.
"Dong dong dong~" Knocked on the door and heard a "Get back" sound.
Vasiwai is now Panda's number one technician. What's more important is that I was in the Soviet Union and participated in the Tu-95 modification project, so I didn't know much about the Tu-95 bomber.
Everything requires a strategy of struggle.
When I made the decision later, I thought about US$70 million, but now I am happy to take it out of my pocket.
On the other hand, before Zhu Ting left, Zhang Lan returned to the office and walked around the house twice with her hands behind her back.
Although I love her in my heart, I still have to fight for it with my mouth.
The most important thing for Dad Zhu is the economy. The top priority now is also to develop the economy, because he wants to start a protracted struggle.
Dad Zhu raised his eyebrows: "What does he mean?" I also thought that Zhang Lan would use that method to break the situation.
Following Zhang Lan's description, Director Nie's demeanor finally changed slightly.
But I didn't expect that in just eight days, Zhang Lan would play a new trick.
Colonel Cardiff: "How is that okay? Our dad only said that we have reached an agreement to support jet airliners, but he also said that we want to build bombers. Chang'an Aircraft Manufacturing Factory just copied the SMU Tu-16 last year. We can do it for you.
Why can it be done?"
Things that are not yet a foregone conclusion still need to be strengthened.
Zhang Lan became more and more excited as he spoke: "Besides, you can't design an airborne cruise missile with a range of 700 kilometers. The defense circle of the Meguo aircraft carrier is within a radius of 700 kilometers. Your bombers can fly within 700 kilometers.
Four of those missiles were simply launched directly in the defense circle for fear of flying too fast..."
Pang Da smiled and said hello and followed Director Zhao to the guest house.
If we put it aside later, other conditions would mean that the US$70 million from Waibiya alone would be enough to overwhelm all other reasons.
Dad Zhang didn't mean it: "Are you thinking bad?" Director Zhao hurriedly said hello and went out.
But I also drank tea and smoked cigarettes. I just left it here, silently looking at the window, while my cerebellum slowly thought about the future situation.
Compared with the achievement of completing intercontinental ballistic missiles, Panda's method is undoubtedly much more technically difficult.
Originally, after I met Zhang Lan, I didn't feel any resistance.
Zhang Lanyouzai
Interrupt, I haven’t said anything yet. What happens next depends on Dad Zhu’s attitude.
And because that kind of bomber has no hard requirements for low-speed penetration, the technical difficulty is so small.
You are more vague than his relatives about the whole story. You know that the Shanghai Stock Exchange made a little effort and spent a lot of resources to win over the project.
Pang Dayuan: "Originally, you were in a daze at work this morning and had no direction, but you always thought of the key. Until just now...
···Hehe~ You have a clear idea as soon as you get on board. Since you are asked to build a small plane, you can simply build a bomber, a long-range bomber, like the B-52 and the Tu-95, which can fly 10,000 kilometers away at a time.
bomber!"
My luck was wrong, Director Nie was at fault, but whether I could convince the other party to support me would depend on Zhang Lan's ability.
Except for Zhang Lan, the eight people who got off the plane were not accompanied by comrades from other units to Chang'an.
Cardano: "Since the following supports jet airliners, you will simply build a passenger aircraft, but did you say that other aircraft models can be equipped with turboprop engines?"
The purpose of my trip to Chang'an was not to get the project team up and running as quickly as possible.
But Dad Zhu said hello first, and the situation was exactly the same...
When Dad Zhu heard this, he frowned and silently thought about the feasibility of that matter.
Zhang Lan continued: "For example, put DF-2 or DF-3 under the aircraft..." He continued to draw pictures under the paper as he said it: "The aircraft flies to a certain distance, retreats and pulls down, and releases missiles.
It is equivalent to the missile being ignited and launched in the middle of the trajectory."
Factory Director Li stood up and went to greet him: "Old Wang, he came at a good time. Even if he comes, you should go find him."
I stared at the luxurious schematic diagram drawn by Panda, and I couldn't control the speed of my heartbeat.
As soon as I arrived outside the yard of Dad Zhu's office and left the house, I saw Dad Zhu standing on the verandah smoking.
At that time, Zhang Lan had not yet boarded the plane to Chang'an.
"Are you ready to go to work?" Du Fei looked around with a smile and came to Zhang Lan's desk.
Zhang Lan said "Hey" and saw that Zhu's father was in a bad mood. He could not help but think of Shen Jianing's words. Even Zhu's father would stop him if nothing happened.
Director Nie frowned and interrupted Zhang Lan's tirade: "You all know the truth, tell me what he thinks."
I didn't go to work, but went directly to Zhu's father's office.
Zhang Lan sat up and said: "Da Ting, that time is not over yet, and you still have to lose."
But if you insist on insisting, hard steel is fine. No matter how capable Pang Da is, can he still want to overturn the world?
I originally planned to talk over the phone, but after thinking about it I decided to go.
Colonel Cardiff: "It's a plane, but it's a small plane. Since there is no unanimous decision, if you support it with both hands."
The disadvantage of this is that you can follow the trend and reap a wave of dividends, but the advantage is that Zhang Lan knows that the outcome will not be good or bad in the end.
Again, the small plane is a trivial matter to Zhang Lan, but it is not very important to Dad Zhu.
First, we must find a strong enough backer to protect the project...
What's more, as the old saying goes, a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief.
"Why is he here?" Zhang Lan was surprised and raised his hand to look at his watch: "It's already that time~"
However, I thought that just after returning to the unit, Du Fei was about to go out, and the two of them took a photo at the Moon Gate.
Seventh, bite the bullet and continue to develop small turboprop aircraft, but you will inevitably face huge resistance later.
After coming out of Dad Zhu's side, Zhang Lan immediately rushed to Director Nie's office.
How can we break the situation? Is it really a dead situation?
I suddenly had a hunch in my heart that my choice that time might have been wrong!
To be more precise, Taboo guessed it and still talked nonsense. Could it be that he had forgotten how Yang Xiu died.
Zhang Lan could guess whether Father Zhu did his best in that matter.
I felt that Zhang Lan, a young man, had lost his temper before he had made a small contribution, and I felt that Dad Zhu was too spoiled.
After about a few minutes, Dad Zhu said in a deep voice: "It's wrong whether he has that idea or not. It's up to you to decide whether it's feasible or not. If he goes to Director Nie, you'll have to give him a call first."
Pang Da breathed a sigh of relief. Actually, the real purpose of coming to see Zhu's father was not that phone call.
The more Zhang Lanze spoke, the more confident he became: "If you can develop a bomber with a range of more than 10,000 kilometers and a combat radius of less than 7,000 kilometers, which can carry mushroom eggs, no one will care whether it is a jet or a jet.
A turboprop engine? It’s only 3,700 kilometers from Urumqi to Moscow.”
Pang Da said slowly: "Dad, there is no chance of turning around yet? You still want to fight for it."
"You are worried, if you keep a close eye on me." Director Zhao promised, "You should go back first."
Speaking of which, Zhang Lan shot himself in the foot.
Although Director Nie said that we needed to hold a meeting to study and asked me to go back and listen to the news, Zhang Lan was very sure that I had not succeeded yet.
Zhang Lan patted his calf and said hehe, "It has to be you. I've hit on the idea as soon as I mentioned it. You plan to use the Tu-95 bomber of SMU as a model to imitate a bomber with a small load and long endurance. Just use the off-the-shelf bomber.
The inverted turboprop engine has a basic range of less than 10,000 kilometers and a combat radius of more than 7,000 kilometers. Once successful, you will have real strategic deterrence for the first time."
For me, who knew the final result, the first option was directly rejected.
Colonel Ka: "Dad, we can get the money back. You go out and ask around. How can you sell equipment internationally without any money? What's more, we have restored the seat of the United Elementary School this year. We really need to put the money in."
What do you think of Wang Hongqi and Mei Suying? Isn’t it just raising the profile of the Seven Little Hooligans?”
At least in that case, the lowest interests of Zhang Lan and Zhu's father did not completely overlap.
Zhang Lan said with a shy face: "Yes, yes."
It's definitely as Zhang Lan said. To reach that level, what kind of engine is used is really important.
Although your aviation industry is lagging behind, you can't even learn the technology from seventy years later. What's more, Zhang Lan doesn't have the ready-made drawings of the contra-rotating turboprop engine for the Brabazon aircraft, which means the difficulty has been reduced again.
A small piece.
Later, I also participated in the small aircraft seminar. I picked up the phone and confirmed that Zhu's father was not available. Zhang Lan immediately drove over.
Zhang Lan was also interested in exploring, and asked instead: "Dad, you have heard some rumors in the past two days. Are you saying that there is no explanation for the small plane?
This is the current result.
Director Zhao returned to the outside of the factory and hurried directly to the factory director's office.
Director Li sighed and said: "Let's take it one step at a time. The little Buddha from the capital is a bad guy. He will keep an eye on it these days to make sure nothing goes wrong."
Pang Da was outside at this time, and when he suddenly heard the news, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Sure enough, just eight days ago, Zhang Lan received a call from Director Nie asking me to come over.
Du Feidao saw Pang Da's face and asked, "What happened?"
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Zhang Lan looked back outside the fire equipment company, narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, and thought to herself, "Zhang Lan, you have to wait and see."
Du Fei frowned. Based on your understanding of Zhang Lan, things must be that complicated. He asked, "What do you want to do?"
Du Fei walked around the desk, took Zhang Lan's arm and said, "Let's go home~"
Du Fei hasn't figured it out yet.
In Shen Jianing's office, he was slightly surprised before answering a phone call.
Zhang Lan didn't talk much, and asked Zhu's father questions, regardless of whether he was a junior or a superior, it was most taboo to speculate on the thoughts of subordinates.
Although Pang Da guessed it, hearing Dad Zhu say it himself still made my heart sink.
Dean Wang smiled and sat under the sofa: "Do you want to ask about Zhang Lan?"
Director Zhao said: "Director Li, you are worried and have stayed in the guest house."
Dad Zhu listened to what I said and became more and more polite. He said with a thoughtful look on his face: "He talks badly to you, what kind of seven little hooligans are you?"
Dad Zhang said: "Okay, let's do whatever we want when we get there."
"Team Leader Du, welcome to Chang'an." The man who picked him up was in his seventies, wearing glasses, and was polite. He claimed to be Zhao, and he was the deputy director of the factory office.
Director Li nodded and said "Retreat". Zhang Lan continued: "It's just that it's not seven thousand kilometers away, the combat radius is 1800 kilometers, that kind of short-legged bomber, even if it's a jet type, it's
Can you reach Moscow or touch All Saints' Village?"
But it only took a moment for Zhang Lan to calm down and did not ask why. It was meaningless. The result was not like that. What he had to do now was to find a way to deal with it.
Just then, there was another knock on the door.
Du Fei came close to Zhang Lan and frowned: "Da Fei, is that possible?"
Zhu Ting nodded: "I'm sorry, you have to go to Zhang Lan's project team."
Zhang Lan would rather just launch the small plane project than go into troubled waters.
Zhang Lan stood next to his desk, hunched over and drew a simple diagram. After finishing the explanation, he said: "There are two ways to solve the problem of whether your missiles have enough range. First, develop a smaller missile with a longer range.
Missiles, that means you haven’t done them yet, but the technical difficulty is huge and the cost is high.”
The need to inject fuel after launch only increases the cost of peacetime combat readiness, and it often takes several hours, or even a day, to prepare from the time the order is given to the launch.
The result is self-evident. Led by the Science and Technology Committee, the H-8 project team was established to directly interface with the fire equipment company. Pang Da served as the team leader and was responsible for general principles, and Du Feidao served as the deputy team leader.
Dad Zhu nodded: "You know, Lao Zhang talked to you on the phone. My ability is still very weak. I have been practicing for the past two years due to physical reasons. Now that I have recovered, it is time to increase my burden."
The following has not basically reached an agreement. It supports the development of small jet aircraft. At that time, anyone who opposes it is a wise choice.
Pang Da smiled and asked no more questions. He came out of the unit and sat under Zhang Lan's car. Du Fei said, "I'm going back to my mother's house today. You guys go out to eat. After that, we invite him to watch a movie."
It can be seen that Director Zhao spoke very coldly, but on the inside, he was probably too welcoming to Zhang Lan and us.
The question now is, what to do next?
Although the H-8 project team was established under the program, Zhang Lan is still a polished commander.
Director Nie's secretary was not waiting for me yet. He finally met Director Nie before registering.
Director Nie nodded. Is there anyone who knows more about that issue than me?
It is simply unreasonable to let Pangda do the project now and still want to transfer the money.
Shen Jianing took out the cigarette case from his pocket and wanted to take a puff, but after thinking about it, he put it back...
Du Fei is not a little confused. You are a liberal arts student and you are too unfamiliar with the twists and turns outside.
Zhang Lan continued: "Seventh, it is not to launch the existing missile close enough to the target...
You will also be pressed with the label 'You are sensible'.
After all, children who cry don’t have candy.
Those who went with Zhang Lan that time were not Vasiwai and Du Feidao.
As Panda said, it is enough to use the Tu-95 bomber as a model. The Tu-95 was designed in 1951 and was not put into production in 1956. It has not been 70 years late.
Pangda continued: "You don't have any mushrooms, so why do we dare? To put it bluntly, you have short arms and short legs, which is enough to reach our real critical point. It is only 3,700 kilometers from your westernmost point to Moscow, and you
The latest DF-3 has a range of less than 2,000 kilometers, while your H-8 combat radius is 1,800 kilometers away..."
Speaking of which, there is really no such sudden idea in China. According to the usual thinking, if you want to obtain stationary strategic deterrence, you have to "combine bombs and bombs" and make the missiles smaller.
Seeing Zhang Lan coming, he waved directly and said: "Let's go for a walk~"
Pang Da stood up quickly and said respectfully: "Uncle Nie, I'm disturbing your work."
And in that matter, it was not possible to get additional help from Dad Zhu, which was the most difficult thing.
Compared with the political and economic value of small jet aircraft, the strategic value will only weigh more.
Zhang Lan has some complaints in her heart. It would be the same if it were me. Zhengzhi is not like that.
Zhang Lan smiled and said: "Worry, you have no sense of propriety, you will do it against me."
"Dad, are you bothering me~" Zhang Lan smiled and left the room, and saw Zhu's father reading the morning newspaper.
Director Nie waved his hand and said: "I want to say these polite words and directly tell him what he wants to do. You should listen to it. He has no tricks. He can convince the media to let me make the call for him."
Pang Da said with a playful smile: "That's not what I meant anyway, you can definitely make money."
Du Feidao is the deputy team leader of the project, so if you want to take him with you.
Pang Da smiled and said that he had something to do, and Du Fei said that he left.
But before Zaibao confirmed it, Professor Chen asked what it felt like to be clear.
When Zhang Lan left Director Nie's office, her steps were heavy and her mood was depressed.
The distance between the two sides was too far. Zhang Lan arrived at his destination ten minutes ago.
The door opened, and the person who came was Wang Chunfeng's old subordinate, Dean Wang of the Beijing Kongjun Design Institute.
"Yes~" Zhang Lan raised her head slightly.
It wasn't until midnight that he was exhausted. Du Fei held Zhang Lan's head in his arms and said softly: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's possible for one person to accomplish everything."
Besides, can Waibiya agree?
Sometimes, especially for women, being alone is the least comforting thing.
"Thank him~" Zhang Lan continued, then raised her head with a smile on her face.
Pang Da pursed his lips and nodded, but said with determination: "Dad, you are going back to Shanghai."
As soon as I got on the plane, there was no one there to pick me up. It was a staff member from the Changan Aircraft Manufacturing Factory who greeted me personally.