Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

Tan Zhenhua wondered: "What else is there?"

When he asked this, Xue Zi also remembered, and rushed to speak: "It's true, Teacher He, that is our class teacher. She said, our class's graduation photos can't be less, so we must wait for you to come back together. Shoot!"

Pan Xiaobao went on to say: "Yes, that's it. She also asked Xue Zi and I to notify her and classmates as soon as we saw you back!"

"Then, how do you inform?" The luxury of telephone is not something that everyone has at home. For example, in Building No. 9 where Tan Zhenhua lives, the telephone in his house is scorpion shit—the only one. .

"It's easy. When we finish eating, Xue Zi and I will divide the work. We can run and run alone. Anyway, if we don’t live far away, don’t run away. After all, you just came back and you are tired. Rest at home. Rest." Pan Xiaobao said in a big bag.

Tan Zhenhua just wanted to say that I'm going with you. Before he could say anything, he remembered that he still had a very important task tonight, and had to let them go.

After having dinner with my parents and returning to his house, Tan Zhenhua carefully deliberated on his huge plan, and finally picked up the phone after thinking that it was indeed feasible.

After some tossing by the operator, he finally heard a slightly old question from the microphone: "Which one?"

"Grandpa, it's me, Zhenhua."

"Oh, Zhenhua, you're home? Is the journey smooth?"

"I got home last night, but it was a bit late, so I didn't call you to report your safety for fear of delaying your rest."

"Haha, it's okay, just go well, take me to ask your parents how well."

"Well, they are okay. By the way, grandpa, this morning I saw a man who had some energy on it, so I told him that several elderly people of our "Yonggang Club" wanted to return to their hometown to worship their ancestors. He I take it seriously, saying that he will arrange it and there should be an answer soon."

"That's good, hey, I'm getting old, and these things are in my mind. Although I can't return to my roots, I always think about the mountains and rivers of my hometown. I want to go back and have a look. Laobao and them are the same as me thought."

"Well, grandpa, don't worry, I will arrange this, and try to get it done this month."

"Hehe, don't worry too much, grandpa is in good health!"

"That's right, Grandpa, you can live another 30 years!"

"Never talk nonsense, if I live for another 30 years, then I will be more than 100 years old. Don't I really become immortal?"

Tan Zhenhua said that I am really not talking nonsense. Your old man is a 107-year-old man Zhongzhi Rui. I said 30 years, but that is still less.

After talking about it, then it's time for business. He sells tenderly tenderly, and said in a coquettish tone: "Grandpa, when I come back this time, I can be tossed to death along the way. It's a plane and a train. It took a lot of time on the road. So, I have an idea. Discuss with Grandpa you."

"Oh? Any thoughts?"

Shao Yifu still attaches great importance to Tan Zhenhua's ideas. Apart from anything else, this kid's ability to make money is first-rate.

"I want to start an airline."

"Oh, running an airline, it's not easy... ahem, what company are you talking about?"

Shao Yifu thought that he was getting older and his ears were a little bit back, and he had misheard, so he asked again.

"I said, I want to start an airline."

"Zhenhua, why do you think of setting up an airline? Unlike other companies, the investment is not generally large, and the risk is not small. If you want to do it, you must open up all aspects of the relationship. That's too much."

What Shao Yifu said is the big truth. It’s much more difficult to set up an airline than stock speculation or making movies. If you want to get a lot of permits, you have to use a lot of contacts, not to mention. It costs a huge investment to purchase airplanes.

"Grandpa, it is because of the difficulty of this matter and the huge investment that I think it is profitable? You think that the opening of Huaxia is a foregone conclusion. Then, with the continuous development of the economy, it will improve the convenience and timeliness of transportation. The requirements will become higher and higher, and of all the transportation vehicles, the aircraft is undoubtedly the most time-sensitive, so I think this industry will have huge room for development. Now that you enter this market one day earlier, you can take advantage of it. Position, and the higher the difficulty of the industry, the higher the threshold, the fewer people who can enter the competition and the greater the profit."

"This is also..."

Tan Zhenhua heard the vacillation in Shao Yifu’s tone and hurriedly hit the iron while it was hot: “Also, grandpa, you see, there is no airport in Yonggang now, so it’s so difficult for you to go back to your hometown. If the airport is repaired in the future, it will be opened again. With the direct flight from Xiangjiang to Yonggang, then you don’t want to go home when you want to check it out?"

This passage obviously hit Shao Yifu’s heart's weakness, leaving him silent for a while before repliing: "Zhenhua, what you said is correct, and I know your thoughts, but it is not easy to run an airline, you Let me think about it."

The first time I talked about this matter, Tan Zhenhua was very satisfied. Of course, such a big thing could not be accomplished overnight. Since the old man wants to think about it, let him think about it. It's a strong medicine.

Therefore, Tan Zhenhua changed the subject and chatted with Shao Yifu for a long time. Of course, Shao Yifu sent someone to the door to force the debt and asked Xie Yuntang to fulfill the gambling contract and hand over the "gambling card". Play the "gambling card" and roll back to the wonderful section of Omen.

Tan Zhenhua wanted to please behaved well today. It was really like a flowery tongue and witty words, which made Shao Yifu so happy...

After making the call to Shao Yifu, Tan Zhenhua went out again. This time he was really going to find the Academician of Ben University.

It is a pity that the day did not fulfill the wishes, and Ben was not at home. According to Xiao Yu'er, his father had been working overtime for several nights. He came back in the middle of the night and went out before dawn. Obviously there was an urgent task.

Tan Zhenhua had no choice but to leave the gift for Ben-the Parker pen, and went home.

Maybe it was really tired. The series of intrigues between Myanmar Yu and Xiangjiang made his mental strength quite haggard. When he returned home, he put everything down temporarily, so this sleep was particularly sweet.

Until a knock on the door awakened him from his dream.

He opened them sleepily, and found that Pan Xiaobao and Xue Zi were both standing in the doorway, and couldn't help wondering: "What are you doing so neatly? Did you ask a girl?"

Pan Xiaobao shuddered on his forehead and shouted, "Didn't you say it yesterday, I'm going to take a graduation photo today!"

Tan Zhenhua slapped his forehead, and he has forgotten such an important thing!

He quickly tidied himself up with a fighting speed, jostling with Pan and Xue, and heading straight to the school.

When he arrived at the school, he found that a lot of places had arrived from the principal to the head teacher, to the teacher, and the classmates, so there were only three of them.

Seeing him also arrived, any teacher of the class leader greeted him, holding his hand and saying meaningfully: "Zhenhua, I heard that you are going out this time to do things for the country. Okay, you are fine. Proud of a student like you!"

There is no need to ask, it must be Zhan Nuozhu who didn't know if he missed his breath intentionally or accidentally.

Tan Zhenhua nodded and replied: "Teacher He, I am also proud of being a student in the attached high school!"

Teacher He laughed and said, "Okay, okay, all of your classmates are the pride of our affiliated high school, the pride of my old He, come, let's take pictures!"

Graduation photos in the 1980s are not as fancy as later ones. They are nothing more than rows or sitting or standing, showing smiling faces waiting for the photographer to press the shutter.

However, since Tan Zhenhua is here today, how can we make something new?

Therefore, when everyone stood in line in order of height, he said, “I’m outside this time. I heard that if you want to take a good photo and smile beautifully, you must press the shutter and shout “Money”. ~", how about we try?"

They were all young people. When I heard about this, of course they eagerly asked for a try. Even the teachers were infected by this young breath, and smiled without expressing their opposition.

So, in the voice of the photographer's command: "Prepare, 3, 2, 1", everyone laughed and shouted:

"Money~~"

In the sound of "click", the camera freezes, recording a group of seventeen or eight-year-old boys and girls with youthful smiles——

It's a young classmate, and he is full of grace.