Take Off My Aviation Era

"Pattern~~~"

Ning Xiaohui and Tang Lili, who were cooking on the side of the RV, heard these words as if they were hit by an electric current, and they didn't realize that the spatula and vegetables in their hands fell to the ground.

Lin Guanghua and Peng Chuan on the river beach were also not getting better. The moment they saw Shi Jun, they both opened their mouths wide, because no one expected to see this old man in this life.

Yes, apart from Zhuang Jianye and Ning Xiaodong, no one thinks that they will see Shi Jun again in this life.

Because just a few years ago, Shi Jun was sentenced to 35 years imprisonment for fraud on the other side of the ocean for some complicated reasons. Before that, Zhuang Jianye had confessed to the old folks the real reason why Shi Jun went abroad.

"Let's turn it on and off, you control the overall technical situation in the country, and I will try to hold their sight on the other side of the ocean!"

"There are always people who have to make sacrifices, and there are some things that can't be helped..."

"You help me take care of my wife and children, and you don't need to worry about the rest!"

...

When Lin Guanghua and others listened to Zhuang Jianye’s narration, they were more silent. After all, among them, Shi Jun had the best start, the first to promote, the first to become the director, the first As the leader of Shanghai General Factory, he was also the first person to be able to go abroad.

If he wants to stay in the country and develop, his achievements must be no worse than any of them, but he chose...

As for the results...

Just look at Boeing's current virtues. Shi Jun has fulfilled his promise before going abroad. Even if he bears an infamy, he is worthy of being a hero of China's take-off.

So Lin Guanghua ran directly in tears, rushed to the boat and hugged Shi Jun. Peng Chuan also followed closely and helped Shi Jun out of the boat, while Zhuang Jianye stepped forward, holding Shi Jun’s dry hand, and said something. : "Old Stone, welcome home!"

...

That day, a group of grandfathers and grandmothers were cooking and cooking by the Huan River, laughing and laughing.

That day, countless netizens witnessed the scene of Pengchuan cooking chopped pepper fish head.

That day, Lin Guanghua lifted his lofty heights and talked about silly jokes.

That day, Ning Xiaodong burned the green hat sent to him by a competitor thirty years ago.

On that day, Shi Jun said that he was in the terminal stage of cancer, and time was running out.

That day, Zhuang Jianye, who claimed to be a fishing god, still did not catch a fish...

...

A few years later, in the suburbs of Beijing, Babaoshan!

Zhuang Jianye, who has all white hair, stood in front of Shi Jun’s tomb with a cane, and said in a slow and vague tone: "Old Shi, now our plane can fly to the other side of the ocean. Of course, they refused to give in at first. He also made a lot of messy things, but people are not as good as the sky. A plague is worse than the TM world war, and it directly overturned those self-righteous Europe and America..."

After a pause, Zhuang Jianye breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued: "Just this, they are still stubborn and unwilling to accept it. If they change me, I will be the same. After all, the ancestors have passed away, just like Russia before my retirement. , What we have experienced now, what we have experienced, I have played it 50 or 60 years ago, why should we bow our heads with you..."

Having said that, Zhuang Jianye felt that he was a little tired, so he went down on the stone pier next to him, and then slowly continued: "If you don’t bow your head, don’t bow your head. We are not afraid of him. It’s a war of attrition. The children of the said, just fight with him, I haven't fought such a wealthy battle before, so I dare not say hello, just go down and change the old man to me!"

The words gradually faded, and Zhuang Jianye’s wrinkled face showed a sly smile like a silly person in his youth, just like Shi Jun was really talking to him on the opposite side: "It’s okay, these children are also quite hard. When the turn comes, the opponents will be convinced, and the two sides will open up the aviation market to each other. For this reason, their New York Times is the authoritative media where you often publish articles... What do we say that China's take-off is really taking off this time, Time Magazine I even posted my photo on the cover, saying that the world has entered my aviation era..."

Speaking of this, Zhuang Jianye sighed: "I am very happy after reading the report. After all, my photos are pretty handsome, but my era is biased. It should be called our era!"

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Jianye fell into a short silence. In the past few years, old friends have passed away one after another. Zhuang Jianye is lonely and sad. He often dreams of the spirited people at the Yonghong factory when he was young; The people who struggled; the people who were full of confidence when they took off the factory; the people who were mature and steady when the group took off; the people who were the mainstay when China took off.

And this also makes Zhuang Jianye often talk about people and things when he was young, telling his children and grandchildren, but young people do not like to listen to an old man talking about things about young people, so Zhuang Jianye only has time Will come here to chat with his old buddies.

Today, Zhuang Jianye has been out for a long time, so Zhuang Jianye slowly stood up from the stone pier and was about to leave. He suddenly remembered something. Then he smiled bitterly and said: "Look at my memory, I forgot to talk to you. By the way, your son, Shi Lei is now the chairman of the high-end group. The high-end group...oh, no, it is now called China's high-end. The domestic new energy automobile giant has a market value no worse than ours in China."

As he said, Zhuang Jianye's eyes flashed, and then he lowered his voice: "But the world knows that they make new energy vehicles, but their roots are similar to ours~www.readwn.com~ are all groceries dressed in civilian clothes. Mobile phones, tablet computers, televisions, nuclear power equipment, missiles, torpedoes, warships, launch vehicles...there is nothing they don't get, the way is wilder than TM!

I have to say that Wen Dawei still has two brushes. I think I almost bought him back then. However, when we reorganized, he placed one and was almost chewed off a piece of meat by this kid, but I believe it is definitely better than Wen Dawei. Living a long time, at least I can come and see the old brother, Wen Dawei, he... he... he... he TM is here too! "

Zhuang Jianye was talking vigorously here, but he took a rickety little old man with the support of the two and walked slowly up the hillside. Zhuang Jianye almost didn't stare when he saw it, and he didn't expect to say in his mouth. Wen Dawei from here unexpectedly came.

This made the really bragging Zhuang Jianye feel so embarrassed that he hurriedly called out to his daughter: "Xiaoqiu~~, Xiaoqiu?"

Zhuang Tengqiu, who was with Zhuang Jianye on the side, responded quickly and held Zhuang Jianye.

"Let's go home!"

Zhuang Jianye didn't want to wait for a moment, so he went down the mountain with Zhuang Tengqiu's support.

At this time, a young girl who was helping Wen Dawei suddenly asked Wen Dawei in doubt: "Grandpa, who is he, how dare to arrange you like that?"

Wen Dawei looked at Zhuang Jianye who was gone, and said with emotion: "He is the backbone of an industry, a legend of an era... By the way, do you want to hear the grievances between us?"

"Yes!" The girl didn't hesitate.

"Then wait for my next book!" Wen Dawei smiled back and walked up the mountain with a walking stick...

(End of the book)