A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 46 is not worth 50!

Recalling what this uncle did when he was young, Mo Shu could only believe him.

He poked his head out from the edge of the wall, looked at the man quietly with casual eyes, and then quickly retracted his head, "How did you see that?"

"Eye!" While speaking, the village chief pointed the index and middle fingers of his left hand at his own eyes, which made Mo Shu fearful.

I was afraid that he might accidentally stab himself in the eye.

"From the moment he came in, he was looking everywhere! Those were not curious eyes, those were specialized tongues and eyes specially used to see things!"

"When I was a soldier, those tongues I caught looked like this!"

"I will never forget it in my life!"

"And the most important thing! In our recruitment announcement, is there any such bullshit assistant to the factory director?"

"There is only one director in the whole factory, Xiaoyu, and one accountant! What kind of bullshit assistant do you want?"

"I guess he came here for Xiao Yu!"

"Catch him! This man is worth at least 50! Let's split it equally!"

When he heard that there were 50 yuan, Mo Shu suddenly became confused and said, "I can solve it by myself."

The next second, he noticed a burning gaze that looked at him from head to toe.

It's the village chief!
Obviously, the village chief doesn’t believe it!

Then, Moshu took out a pistol from behind his butt, and then took out a magazine with bullets already loaded.

He shook his head, put it in his trousers, and walked towards the man.

Behind him, a sneer appeared on the corner of the village chief's lips, and he waved to a few old people who were busy on the roadside. These old people who were watching the chickens came over one after another, picking up the sickles in their hands.

The man was sitting at the wooden table, still looking around.

Compared with the shipyard in Sakura Country, this shipyard is not large in scale and does not look like a factory that can build such large ships at all!
but it does not matter!
Rely on your own abilities!

Boom!
A slap was slapped in front of him, and then he saw that the person who was talking and laughing with him just now, and felt that he was inferior to him, now had a completely different look.

When I glanced out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the man seemed to have something in his right hand.

The man's little move was not hidden from Mo Shu. He raised his hand naturally, and the pistol loaded with bullets appeared in front of the man.

exposed!
slip!
This is the only thought in the man's mind!
When he came here just now, he had already seen the way!
As long as you get into the residential area, you can escape as quickly as possible!

As for this pistol!It is indeed fast and accurate within seven steps, but what if I take seven steps per second?

The body leaned forward slightly, and the muscles were tense, about to be activated.

The next second, several sickles were placed on his neck.

The pistol was also pressed against his forehead, and Mo Shu's cold voice also sounded.

"Now, let's have a good chat! Let's talk about why you came to apply for an assistant factory director position!"

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In the factory, Mo Yu checked the construction progress of the aircraft. Just as his butt touched the stool, Mo Shu's call came.

A bit of news.

A commercial spy was caught, coming from Baga.

It was not worth 50, but was given to colleagues by Mo Shu to accumulate credit.

After digesting the news, Mo Yu took out his phone and sent a message to Tang Yu, a reserve member of the sewing machine team.

"Moshu and the others have caught a commercial spy. Please pay attention to your own safety when you go out!"

Soon, the stubborn accountant responded with an OK gesture, along with a video.

It’s the scene of Moshu and the others interrogating commercial spies!

It was the information she got back from Village Intelligence Six with rice, flour, grain and oil.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Mo Yu put the spy matter behind him and sent a message to Fu Cun from the equipment headquarters.

Inquiring about the booth layout at the air show, I also asked for a copy of military aircraft aviation identification equipment.After working overtime, the aircraft has entered the painting stage!
But if there is no recognition system and you are shot down right after takeoff, it will be a lot of fun!
…………

Equipment Corporation.

After receiving the news, Fu Cun did not dare to neglect and immediately rushed to the chairman's office.

Hurry before the chairman gets off work!

After hearing the request, the chairman couldn't believe it.

The man who asked for money and materials gave hundreds of millions of funds and materials without blinking an eye, but his idea was actually to invest and then look familiar.

I gave you the money so happily this time. Next time I will ask you for help.

It’s impossible to say you don’t know him!
But now the person who wants the identification system of military aircraft is obviously serious!

The recognition system is not easy to work with!
After a new aircraft is manufactured, tested and accepted, the most important thing is to create an ID card!

That is to say, the identification equipment information already installed on the aircraft is entered into the system and then synchronized to each weapon platform.

Otherwise, as soon as this plane goes out, a lot of radar missiles will not be able to identify it!

The biggest possibility is to become a fireball in the sky!
And what this gentleman gave is an independent model, a brand new aircraft, which needs to be applied for.

Picking up the phone, the chairman started shaking people, and the people he shook also started shaking people.

While waiting, he suddenly asked:

"This invitation letter is made according to my request, right?"

"Yes!" Fu Cun nodded, took out his cell phone, found the photo of the invitation letter inside, and handed it to the chairman.

The cover of the invitation letter is made of golden silk. On the silk, there are patterns outlined with silver craftsmanship.

The silver threads are like snow, sketching out a scene of going to war.

On the turbulent sea, ships are cutting through the waves, and in the sky are the silhouettes of fighter jets that look exactly like the propaganda posters.

The more he watched, the more the chairman admired his artistic talent!
So creative!
This is simply the most wonderful piece of art!
I must take a few home and put them on the bookcase to admire them!
"Send me a finished product tomorrow morning! There should be no text in it, it's completely blank. I'll take it home and read it!"

Fu Cun, who is very perceptive, quickly flattered the chairman and said with a flattering look on his face: "Don't worry, chairman! This is a work of art designed by you yourself. I will definitely choose the best one for you!"

"Have the invitations been sent out?"

"The production has been completed according to the list you gave me, but it hasn't been sent yet! The master of ceremonies department is preparing a human body to deliver the invitation letter to your door!"

He wanted to say something about the waste of manpower, but the chairman remembered that he wanted to make other people's money.

It's not shabby to waste manpower just to make money!

You also need to make the people you invite feel at home!

He waved his hands helplessly.

"Let them go! Then take some time and ask the Air Force for a few test pilots. Go to Southern Province and see if their aircraft model is ready!"

"After it's done, let's do a test flight! Don't make any mistakes at the air show then!"

"Go!"

"Understood!" Nodding in agreement with the task, Fu Cun stepped back step by step and exited the chairman's office.

When I walked out of the company building, I happened to see handsome men and beautiful women standing in front of the company door.

It's from the emcee department.

Only they put image and temperament first when recruiting.

At this moment, they have changed into express delivery-style clothes, but the name on the chest is Equipment Corporation.

The head of the master of ceremonies department stood at the front, with his back to his subordinates.

"Now! Let's go! Send the invitation letter in your best appearance! Go, go, go!"

(End of this chapter)