In 1978, I was admitted to Harbin Institute of Technology

Chapter 438 The military refused to accept the YH300 because it was too advanced?!
"Bang~"

The office door, which was slightly ajar, was kicked open.

Xie Wei, engrossed in writing, didn't even look up and continued his work.

When did you start planning this?

Instead of returning the modified Y-8, Li Rui had the crew take him to Harbin.

The Y-8 can barely land on the runway at Factory 122.

Furious, Li Rui ignored the group of leaders from Factory 122 and went directly to Harbin Institute of Technology.

This left the leaders of Factory 122 completely astonished.

"What? When did you start planning this? What did I plan?"

Xie Wei looked puzzled and still didn't look up.

There aren't many people who can kick down his office door and still get Chu Yunlong and Wei Yong to not stop them.

After all, superiors are all well-mannered.

There are only one or two people who lack manners.

"Come on! The modified aircraft blueprints at Factory 172 have already been completed; the live sheep in Urumqi have also been arranged... Since that's the case, why do you need me to go to the higher-ups and say something about transporting missiles to the Persians?"

Li Rui was furious.

I'm good at judging people, but the problem is this person is just so damn infuriating.

Do you think you, as a cadre, have nothing to do all day?
"This matter?"

Faced with Li Rui's furious outburst, Xie Wei finally put down his pen, looked up at him, and said, "Boss, have you forgotten about the 20/80 split for the Persian orders? If I hadn't reminded you, would we have been left out?"

"The school has secured so many orders, why would you care about this?"

Li Rui was so angry he almost vomited blood.

Even though he knew Xie Wei was trying to change the subject, he couldn't ignore it.

The 8610 tactical missile project, although it was a modification of the HQ-2 air defense missile, was also supposed to be funded by the military, with an initial funding of 1000 million yuan.

But...

"Don't care? Boss, our school is a huge institution with huge expenses. Even if a mosquito flies by, we have to swat it down and add it to the food to supplement the nutrition of all the faculty, staff, and students..."

Xie Wei's words infuriated Li Rui, who was completely helpless against him.

He did it—Li Rui had said that the funding for the 8610 tactical missile would be entirely provided by the military, with the first batch of funding amounting to 1000 million yuan.

As a result, to this day, the 1000 million yuan has not yet entered Harbin Institute of Technology's account.

The money was misappropriated.

Xie Wei knew perfectly well what was going on.

"Don't make it sound like the school is so poor that they're planning to melt down gold and display it outdoors for everyone to see... If we're really going to talk about this, did your major exporter, the M7, distribute any of it to the military? And what about this technology export from the Persians..."

"and many more!"

Xie Wei interrupted Li Rui directly, "Shouldn't we sort out the logic first?"

"What's there to sort out? If you insist on calculating, fine, you'll have to figure out the transportation yourself this time..."

"Isn't this just being a scoundrel!"

Xie Wei was speechless.

He was a high-ranking official, after all.

"It's not like you're a new person who just met me."

Li Rui looked at Xie Wei nonchalantly, "Didn't you ask me what a face is, how much it costs per pound, and whether it can be eaten with alcohol?"

"..."

Seeing Li Rui's utterly disregard for his image as a leading cadre, Xie Wei was at a loss.

"That ten million is gone. Anyway, it's all done now, so do whatever you want with it."

Seeing Xie Wei's expression, Li Rui became even more fearless.

"..."

Xie Wei no longer wanted to talk to Li Rui.

The old man came all this way; it certainly wasn't just out of spite.

Xie Wei didn't ask him anything, but silently looked at Li Rui, waiting for Li Rui to say something next.

"Blue Team!"

"Is it never going to end?"

Xie Wei raised an eyebrow and looked at Li Rui with amusement. "No matter how low the army's annual budget is, it shouldn't be so tight that they can't come up with this little bit of money. Even the emperor wouldn't starve his soldiers."

"Do you know why the Army doesn't want the YH-300 long-range rocket launcher? The Second Artillery Corps doesn't want it either? The Army doesn't even want the YH-150."

Li Rui's words stunned Xie Wei.

The YH-300 is not unwanted by the Army, but rather by the military leadership.

"Even if the army were equipped with long-range rocket artillery like the YH-300 with a range of 300 kilometers, it simply couldn't utilize its capabilities... Even at the army group level, the operational depth couldn't reach that distance... The Soviet army, relying on a large number of frontline tactical support aircraft and short-range ballistic missiles, possessed massive armored formations for support. The operational deployment depth of an army group was 100 kilometers, and that of a front was 180 kilometers; the operational depth of an army group was only 200-350 kilometers; and that of a front was 200-1300 kilometers..."

"Haven't we already started building army groups?"

Xie Wei didn't understand.

With an army group now in place, the YH-300, with a range of 300 kilometers, is more suitable for the army's long-range tactical support.

The massive reduction of the military by one million troops that began in 85 also led to a new round of reforms: the original 35 corps were reduced to only 22 corps. Apart from the two original mechanized corps, the rest were changed – the “economic organization” plan: armored divisions, artillery brigades, and other units were added to the originally simple corps.

This means giving each unit some of the combat capabilities of an army group.

There was no other way; we were too poor.

"It's not that the army doesn't want it. It's just that we can't currently equip ourselves with frontline tactical support aircraft like the Soviet army, using reconnaissance planes to guide artillery fire and target correction... Who will guide our artillery? Besides the Long Live Army..."

Li Rui's words made Xie Wei sigh as well.

"What about the YH-300?"

"The same range is too far. Currently, apart from the Long Live Army, the mission depth of other units is 120 kilometers..."

"..."

What else could Xie Wei say?
"So, if the Blue Army wants to be built into the way you envision it, then you'll have to subsidize it with equipment; the troops simply don't have enough..."

"..."

Is this some kind of extortion attempt?
"And also, the navy is short of equipment..."

"Etc., etc……"

Xie Wei quickly stopped Li Rui.

Just kidding.

Despite all the precautions we took, expecting other units to come knocking on our door and try to take advantage of us, it turned out that old guy Li Rui wasn't caught off guard.

"I knew you were so enthusiastic about this..."

Xie Wei looked at Li Rui speechlessly, "Eating and taking things at the same time, you're really something else! Old man, you were the school principal back then, you shouldn't be so biased towards outsiders!"

At this moment, Xie Wei was not holding back at all.

This is definitely something we cannot agree to.

When Li Rui mentioned this last time, Xie Wei suggested that they could select experienced instructors from the military for training, and then have them serve as instructors at wealthy households to further familiarize themselves with the equipment.

To establish a Blue Army brigade, all sorts of new equipment will first need to be provided to the Blue Army for training and development. As a result, all equipment costs will be the highest.

Xie Wei proposed establishing the Blue Team to fund some of the school's cutting-edge technology projects.

As a result, not a single penny of funding was obtained from the Blue Team; instead, subsidies had to be given to the Blue Team first.

What a fuss!

"If you're unwilling to provide equipment, then the Blue Army will at most be built according to the Soviet model..."

Threat!

The threat of Chiguoguo.

Xie Wei really wanted to slap Li Rui, that shameless old man, on his face, which was full of a rogue's expression.

In the end, I held back.

They are elderly people, leaders, and as a traditional virtue of our nation, we must respect the elderly.

"You want to hit me? Come on, hit me!"

Seeing Xie Wei's expression, Li Rui, that old fellow, became even more smug. "Didn't you foresee everything? Did you foresee this situation now? I'll teach you how to plan!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Wei, who was originally furious and about to explode, instead smiled.

"Old man, are you sure you want to do this?"

Something is wrong!
With that tone and that playful expression, Xie Wei was definitely digging a hole for himself again.

"Do you have any idea?"

"Loan!" *Thump!*

The hand slammed heavily on Xie Wei's desk, causing the white porcelain teacup next to it to jump.

"Don't even think about it!"

Li Rui glared at Xie Wei in exasperation.

Xie Wei shrugged and spread his hands, "Then there's nothing we can do..."

"Really?"

Li Rui gritted his teeth and looked at Xie Wei, "You forced me to do this. If it weren't for my people, do you think the school could have gotten Wang Zheng's money? From now on, any money transferred back from Wang Zheng's side will be split 50/50, half for the military and half for you... The Blue Army's equipment payments will be made according to the normal order..."

What the hell!

Xie Wei never expected that Li Rui, that old guy, came for this.

In just a moment, his face turned ugly.

"Don't look at me like that. Getting the money back quietly will come at a significant cost. And then there's the safety of Wang Zheng and the others..."

Seeing Xie Wei's ugly expression, Li Rui was overjoyed. "I was just using your method to achieve my goal, and it seems to be working quite well... Hahahaha..."

The old man laughed heartily as he left Xie Wei's office.

"Director Xie, how about I follow him until we're somewhere deserted, then I'll smash him with a brick?"

Wei Yong peeked in from outside, his face full of smug, begging to be beaten.

Xie Wei only gave Wei Yong a look, letting him figure it out himself, without wanting to say a word to him.

"How long have they been planning this?"

Xie Wei looked at Chu Yunlong as he entered.

"We've only been back for a few days! How can you slander someone out of thin air?"

Chu Yunlong looked at Xie Wei speechlessly.

"You're the one in charge of this, right?"

"Nothing!"

Chu Yunlong vehemently denied it.

Xie Wei simply looked at him calmly, without saying a word.

At first, Chu Yunlong remained calm, but under Xie Wei's scrutinizing gaze, he gradually became uneasy.

“Okay. From the very beginning, when Hong Kong transferred money to the mainland through companies like Desheng, some leaders raised this issue. At the time, it was Director Li and Leader Long Yaohua who stopped it… This time, too much money was transferred back…”

Chu Yunlong sighed.

"So, if I hadn't asked you to pick up Feng Ke back then, would you have also had to find a chance to hide away?"

"..."

Chu Yunlong smiled awkwardly and remained silent.

"Director Xie, if we don't leave, that 60 billion US dollars..."

Wei Yong, who was standing to the side, hurriedly explained.

Don't take the blame!

Especially considering the enormous amount of money involved, Xie Wei kept a low profile in the past few years, and the school's income was not much, so there wasn't much of a problem.

But now...

Having secured foreign trade orders worth tens of billions of dollars in succession, the combined profits from these two orders will bring Harbin Institute of Technology over 50 billion dollars...

That's almost a year's worth of military spending.

"Okay~"

Xie Wei sighed.

He waved for the two to leave, saying he needed to think things over.

Xie Wei could understand why Li Rui used this method to make himself feel better.

"Is the old man afraid of disappointing me?"

After Xie Wei understood everything, he gave a wry smile.

Back to work.

I didn't stop working until late at night...

"What have you been busy with these past few days? I haven't seen you every day, and you look so haggard."

Xie Wei returned home at 3 a.m.

Mo Lingyu was still reading a novel, not asleep.

"Can't sleep again? Is it a relapse?"

Mo Lingyu rolled her eyes at Xie Wei, "My due date is still over a month away. School starts soon, and I'm carrying this huge belly..."

"Take a vacation."

Xie Wei sighed. People these days, whether women or men, are always so admirable.

The baby's due date is in October. Mo Lingyu originally planned to give birth in June, so that the previous semester would be almost over, and the new semester would start after her postpartum confinement, without affecting her work.

Ultimately, it's just about taking time out of your work break to have a baby and go through postpartum confinement.

Unfortunately, human calculations can never match the calculations of fate.

"But……"

"Revolutionary work isn't something that can be rushed in just one semester. Wasn't this the plan all along? To have the baby first, have a proper postpartum period, and avoid any health problems... Otherwise, postpartum illnesses will require another postpartum period, and we can't wait several years to have another baby to treat postpartum illnesses, can we? Not only do we lack the energy, but more importantly, it violates the national family planning policy!"

When Xie Wei mentioned regeneration, Mo Lingyu's eyes lit up.

When Xie Wei talked about energy and family planning, the light in her eyes instantly disappeared.

Although she didn't experience morning sickness or other symptoms during her pregnancy, carrying two babies, especially as the pregnancy progressed, made the small space feel cramped. The two little ones were fighting for space, causing Mo Lingyu a lot of trouble.

"alright."

Mo Lingyu thought about her condition. With only a little over a month left until her due date, she was experiencing severe abdominal pain frequently, which was indeed affecting her classes.

"Go to bed early. When you have time, you can do some preliminary theoretical work for your project. After the New Year, when the child is a bit older, you can start the theoretical research then..."

"Is it about to start?"

Xie Wei wanted to slap himself. Why did he have to bring this up at this time?
Mo Lingyu, who was not sleepy at all, was now even starting to get excited.

If you ask her to start thinking about research projects, Xie Wei won't be able to sleep.

"Go to sleep. We're waiting for the money these days."

Xie Wei promptly changed the subject.

Pregnant women are not to be trifled with.

Women who are pregnant with twins or in their late stages of pregnancy are especially dangerous to deal with.

Regardless of whether Mo Lingyu wanted to or not, Xie Wei turned off the lights and prepared to go to sleep.

"You haven't paid your grain tax for a long time..."

As a result, Mo Lingyu tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

"Sister, you're playing with fire! She's about to give birth, and besides, it's already 3 a.m. She won't get much sleep before she has to go to work..."

Xie Wei shuddered.

"Hurry up! I'm not discussing this with you!"

"It'll put pressure on your stomach later..."

Xie Wei refused.

"Lying on your side? How could that be? Don't make excuses..."

Then, a few minutes later.

"It's over, it's over..."

Xie Wei was completely dumbfounded.

This time, they've really messed things up.

Even with all his experiences, Xie Wei never imagined he would encounter something like this—that someone would actually die.

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"What are you standing there for? Your water has broken... I've got everything ready, hurry up and call your older sister to take me to the hospital..."

So Xie Wei hurriedly dressed and ran to the neighboring courtyard to knock on the door: "Big sister, big sister... Lingyu is about to give birth..."

light is on.

With disheveled hair and sleepy eyes, Mo Qifeng opened the courtyard gate and looked at Xie Wei suspiciously, "Isn't there still more than a month left?"

A fleeting moment of embarrassment crossed Xie Wei's face.

Is there any explanation for this?
(End of this chapter)