Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

3603 is not far from the Xifei Factory, so the car quickly reached the destination. The three of them got out of the car and walked into a two-story building. At this time, the sky was dark and the building was dark. Seeing that no one is at work anymore.

While leading the way, Chen Yijian skillfully found the switches in the corridor and turned on the street lights one by one. He also mocked himself and said: "This is all to save a few electricity bills..."

Tan Zhenhua silently followed Chen Yijian into a small conference room, listening to him apologize: "I'm sorry, Mr. Tan, some information in my office is inconvenient to leak, so I can only receive it here. You, please forgive me."

Tan Zhenhua nodded, and first pointed to Zhan Nuozhu and said: "I will introduce this again:" Zhan Nuozhu, the son of General Zhan, deputy director of the Intelligence Division of the Ningdu 4104 Research Institute of the Fourth Machinery Department and deputy commander of the Ningdu Military Region. Of course, He still has another identity, so he can talk to you himself. "

Chen Yijian took the two certificates handed over by Zhan Nuozhu in amazement, and after looking at it carefully for a long time, after confirming that they were correct, he smiled and said, "Look at me, is this too careful?"

Zhan Nuozhu smiled and said: "Chen Suo, you are right to do this. After all, a lot of your work is secretly involved. Let alone the first time you and I met, even Lao Song, who has been with me many times. It doesn’t prevent me like a thief..."

Chen Yijian asked in surprise, "Which Old Song?"

"Naturally it is your old colleague at 3601 Institute and the current chief designer of 3611 Institute in Rongcheng, Professor Song Wenhua Song. Otherwise, who else is so famous for airplanes?" Zhan Nuozhu laughed.

"Why do you know each other?" Chen Yijian asked strangely.

"That's too familiar, he even snatched me a bag of coffee beans...cough cough, he is the teacher of Xiao Tan!"

Song Wenhua and Chen Yijian, they both came from the Huangpu Military Academy of China Aircraft Design Institute-Shengjing 3601 Research Institute. Chen Yijian also served as the director of the fuselage room of 3601, and they were too familiar with each other.

Chen Yijian turned and asked Tan Zhenhua: "Mr. Tan, is this true?"

Tan Zhenhua nodded, and without waiting for him to speak, Zhan Nuozhu continued to brag for him: "This kid is not only a teacher of Old Song, but also a famous teacher. Speaking of which, you should also know Professor Guo Rongwei Guo from Ning Hang. "

Chen Yijian: "Ah" whispered and asked, "So, Mr. Tan, you originally studied aviation? No wonder you are so interested in airplanes..."

Tan Zhenhua answered honestly: "Director Chen, I really don't study aviation. My major is electronic engineering. I will report to Stanford for admission next month."

Chen Yijian’s gaze swept suspiciously over his and Zhan Nuozhu’s faces, but in the end he couldn’t hold back the doubts in his heart, and asked, “The more you talk about me, the more confused I am. What is your identity? Why? Mixing with those Xiangjiang people, you are still a student, how can you have so much money? You are not liars, are you..."

As soon as he said this, Zhan Nuozhu suddenly became unhappy and shouted: "Hey, how do you say that? Who is a liar? Zhenhua, let's go, this person is boring!"

After all, as soon as he pulled Tan Zhenhua, he made a move to go out.

Tan Zhenhua gently pushed Zhan Nuozhu's hand and smiled: "Director Chen, are you a liar, can you just call me Teacher Song? How simple?"

Chen Yijian patted his forehead and said: "Yeah, why didn't I expect it" and then apologized to the two people: "It's a big matter. Please bear with me. I'll check it first."

After that, he hurriedly took the door and ran out.

He ran away, and only Zhan and Tan were left in the house. Zhan Nuozhu pointed to Tan Zhenhua’s nose and smiled: "The second young master Tan really has the limelight today. He wants to build passenger planes and engines. It’s all tall, awesome, I admire it!"

Tan Zhenhua said with a bitter face: "Brother Zhan, don't make fun of me. I was also forced to catch the duck on the shelves. Alas, you don't know how bitter I am now. It's only been one afternoon and you just look at Xiaoqian. Qian kept going out and couldn't stop it!"

Hearing what he said, Zhan Nuozhu said in a rare and serious way: "Yes, I now understand a little bit why you want to make money so desperately, in your heart, the pretends are too big and expensive. It’s a pity, I really can’t help you in this regard.”

It's rare to see him speak so seriously, Tan Zhenhua couldn't help but feel a little moved, and replied: "Brother Zhan, you have helped me a lot, and I don't know how I should thank you."

Zhannuo asked further: "Really?"

Tan Zhenhua suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he followed the conversation and said, "Of course it is true. When did I tell lies, don't you go to Building 9 to inquire about my honest and cute little man's name?"

Zhan Nuo felt his chin for a moment, and then said solemnly: "Actually, it's easy for you to thank me. In the future, when your "BAC" is completed, you can just send me a frame for fun..."

Just know that this lame man can never be more than 3 seconds serious!

Tan Zhenhua rolled his eyes and said, "Hmph, I am willing to give you one. As long as you can afford that oil, you think that "BAC" is the "Yun 5" you have played. , This plane needs at least ten tons of fuel for one refueling!"

"Ten tons, that's a bit too much, or else, boss Tan will do it well, even if he has money, he will be reimbursed? Don't worry, I will never fly more. I will fly a few times a year. Just enjoy it, you don’t know, now I want to go back to heaven, how tight is the dead old Yang’s card..."

Tan Zhenhua "hehe" said with a smile: "Look, last time I asked you to quit and you will not do it. As long as you are willing to come, the plane will fly as you please, and the salary can be discussed. One hundred thousand dollars is not enough, right? 500,000! Do 500,000 do it? My words count, this great secret position will always be reserved for you!"

"If you want to say that, I really feel a little bit moved, or you wait for a few days, I will come when the day is up, don't break your promise!"

"When is it? What date is it?"

"When I retire at the age of 60, um, let me do the calculations. Actually, it's not a few days. There are still 23 years left when I reach the end..."

The two of them were bragging. Chen Yijian pushed the door into the room again, while watching Tan Zhenhua smiled: "Unexpectedly, you are really a student of Lao Song, although you are a famous person, how come you say Lao Song has this What about a good blessing? Where did he pick you up..."

Tan Zhenhua didn't want to listen to Chen Yijian's emotion, his attention was completely attracted by the model he was holding.

With dual-engine, tandem two-seater, standard high-position dual-swept wing aerodynamic layout, full-motion horizontal, single-sided vertical tail, and air intakes on both sides, Tan Zhenhua recognized that model at a glance, and it was the most famous one in China. Leopard-"Ji Heng 7"!