Era: Starting from divorce from female college student

Chapter 253: The Wind Tunnel Laboratory Closes Down
In December 1962, in the single ward of the Oncology Department of the PLA General Hospital, the atmosphere was almost frozen.

No one, including doctors Wu Bingxin, Yan Shirong, Sheng Lixiang, who had been watching the show, expected Zhao Mancang to propose such a treatment time.

Why does it have to be half a month later?

Can't I get treatment within a week?
The army leader's face had darkened. He asked patiently, but Zhao Mancang did not explain. Instead, he asked them to go out first and he would talk to Professor He Changyun first.

Upon hearing this, everyone didn't dare to say anything. They could only go out first and talk about it later.

Soon, the ward was cleared out, leaving only Zhao Mancang and He Changyun lying on the hospital bed.

"Professor He, if I told you that you only had nine months left, would you believe it?"

When the latter heard this, his eyebrows trembled and he said, "Xin, everyone has to die. I am already forty-three years old this year, and I have lived enough."

Zhao Mancang heard this and immediately shook his head, interrupting the other party:

"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, Professor He. If you keep this mentality, you won't live past nine months. At most, you'll have to report to the King of Hell in six months."

"But I won't let you report there. I don't know if you've heard of Wei Shouchang. Two years ago, he was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, just like you. He was only a few months old at the time. He was so emaciated, it was terrifying."

"But after my treatment, he has now returned to the army and is still alive and well."

There was a glimmer of light and hope in He Changyun's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask if it was true?
However, Zhao Mancang did not answer the other party directly. Instead, he spread his hands and said, "There is no need for me to lie to you about this kind of thing. You can verify it yourself anyway."

After a pause, Zhao Mancang continued:
"Actually, your pancreatic cancer isn't the problem. For me, it can be cured in one surgery. It doesn't require much of my time or energy. On the contrary, your mentality is the problem, and that's what needs treatment and attention."

Mentality problem?
Facing the question raised by Zhao Mancang, He Changyun raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Haha, I'll make arrangements when the time comes, just follow my instructions. The most important thing for you now is to change your lifestyle and mindset, and not be too pessimistic."

In the following time, Zhao Mancang slowly guided the other party and asked him to talk about some happy things in the past.

An hour and a half later, Zhao Mancang finally walked out of the ward and said to Yan Shirong:
"Xiao Yan, the next arrangement is as follows"

After making the arrangements, Zhao Mancang said that he would come again in half a month and perform surgery on He Changyun then.

After saying this, he looked at the military leader and said, "Leader, Professor He will not be allowed to work in your department for the next month. Furthermore, for the next six months after his recovery, regardless of whether he suffers a relapse or not, he cannot be assigned too much work. Otherwise, all my efforts will be in vain."

Now that things have come to this, Zhao Mancang has done everything he can, and the rest depends on whether these people cooperate.

When the military leaders heard this, they were stunned. This wouldn't do, as those projects were still waiting for He Changyun.

However, Zhao Mancang is not responsible for dealing with these issues.

Besides, you can’t say that the world will stop turning without someone, right?

Anyway, Zhao Mancang can't take care of so many things, and he has no way to take care of these things.

Professors from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, such as Ke Zanyuan, Zhou Jinzhi, and Yi Junhao, all fell silent.

At this time, they also understood that the reason why Zhao Mancang said to perform the operation in half a month was not aimless, nor was it to take the opportunity to retaliate against them.

The gap between people is so huge.

Before, they thought that Zhao Mancang was a petty person, but now it seems that they are that kind of people.

Just as they were about to apologize to Zhao Mancang, the latter had already turned and left.

He was too lazy to bother with Ke Zanyuan and the others. Instead of spending his time there, he would rather go back to the office to rest or go home to teach his children to read.

"Dad, look, I learned five words today. You can test me, I'm sure I know them all."

In the twilight, as soon as Zhao Mancang arrived home, Xiao Taozi and Xiao Baozi rushed over, hugged their father's thighs and showed off crisply.

For a child over three years old, being able to recognize five words is really amazing.

What Xiao Taozi meant by literacy is not just knowing, but also being able to listen, speak, read and write.

Zhao Mancang is relatively strict about his children's early education because this is the foundation-laying stage. Although he also gives his children a lot of time to play, they must study seriously when it is time to study.

What's more, he has already begun to cultivate Zhao Huijun's habit of self-discipline. If Xiao Taozi and the others don't follow suit, it will definitely not work.

Living under the same roof, the attention of little kids will soon be attracted by other people's fun and interesting things, so they must be taken care of.

"Okay, okay, you guys said it yourself. What if you can't write it down later?"

"Then we won't have dinner tonight."

"You can't skip meals. We'll talk about the punishment tomorrow. I won't check now. Go and have fun."

what?
Xiao Taozi and Xiao Baozi were stunned. They had been preparing for the entire afternoon just to give their father a surprise when he came back, but what did they hear now?
No more checking!!!

"No, Dad, please check it quickly, otherwise all our preparations will be in vain." The two children immediately said coquettishly. This was the first time they took the initiative to ask for their homework to be checked.

Zhang Dongyue, Lin Wan and others standing by couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This is a very rare scene, it's so funny that it's almost killing me.

Lin Wan and the others didn't expect Zhao Mancang to be so cunning. He directly canceled the inspection when Xiao Baozi and the others were already well prepared. This is really frustrating.

"It won't be in vain. How could it be in vain?"

Holding the two little guys, Zhao Mancang coaxed:

"Do you still want to eat fried rice? If you do, then go and help me teach my younger brother how to recite pinyin. Go quickly."

When the two children heard about fried rice, their eyes lit up and they ran happily to tutor their younger brother.

Zhao Huijun also hurried over and asked if she didn't need to be checked either.

"Yes, you don't need to check either."

"Yeah, thanks Dad."

"No, it's too early for you to say thank you. Although I won't check your idiom dictation, your homework still needs to be checked. Hurry and do your homework."

When the little kids were busy with their own things, Lin Wan came over with a smile and asked what Zhao Mancang was planning.
The couple have been together for several years, and Lin Wan could probably guess what Zhao Mancang meant with just one look, but this time she really couldn't guess what his intention was.

Zhao Mancang chuckled but didn't say anything.

Soon, as time passed, dinner was ready. After eating the delicious fried rice, and waiting for the kids to take a bath and listen to the story, Zhao Mancang suddenly said:

"Well, it's almost time to go to bed. I think you've all forgotten most of it. In that case, let's do a surprise check. Come on, take out your homework books. I want to see how much you remember and start reciting."

what?
The three little kids, including Zhao Huijun, were all dumbfounded. Although the difficulty levels of Zhao Huijun and Xiao Taozi's dictation were different, the three sisters were the same. They had already lost themselves in the crazy play and enjoyment of delicious food just now. How could they remember so much?

Lin Wan, Zhang Dongyue and the others were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

You know what, you know what, Zhao Mancang used this trick of a surprise attack very skillfully, which completely dumbfounded Zhao Huijun and the other three little brats who had never seen the dangers of society.

Even adults like Lin Wan thought that Zhao Mancang's move was simply too much.

But no matter how excessive it is, we still have to do what we should do.

"Dad, let my sisters recite first. I still need to prepare." Zhao Huijun's eyes rolled around and she wanted to escape, but how could she escape?
"Sit still. If you're reading this book, copy every idiom a hundred times!"

Ah!
The little guy had no choice but to take out his homework book and start copying.

At least I still remember a few of them. If I write them down now, I should be able to remember them, right?
Ten minutes later, the dictation was over. Xiao Taozi only wrote two and a half characters, half of which had only radicals, and the other half was not written at all.

The little bun was even worse off. She could only write one character, and the other four characters only had radicals, and she couldn't even remember the other half.

Zhao Huijun needed to memorize fifteen idioms, and she only wrote down ten of them. Her memory was pretty good.

After all, she is eight years old. To be precise, she is almost nine years old. Her memory is definitely much better than that of Xiao Taozi and her two sisters.

After the inspection, Zhao Mancang looked at the three little guys and said:
"Look at yourselves, your grasp of knowledge is so low. In just one dinner, you've forgotten so much of the vocabulary you've memorized. If more time passes, won't you forget everything?"

"Confucius said, 'Review the old to learn the new.' But you forget even what you've learned so quickly. Doesn't that mean you have to keep repeating yourself and won't be able to learn anything new?"

"You all need to remember this lesson, especially you, little greedy cat. You're already eight years old, and you still want to skip a grade. From what I've seen of your grades, it's going to be very difficult for you to skip a grade."

"If you want to play, I'll give you time, or you can take the initiative to arrange your own study time, rest time, and entertainment time. You just have to abide by it consciously. Do you understand?"

Zhao Mancang believed that after this time, the little brats would definitely learn a lesson.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed. One day, Zhao Mancang arrived at the Jincheng Wharf. On this side of the barren mountain, the wind was very strong today and the weather was extremely cold.

However, no matter how cold the weather is, you still need to trade when it’s time to trade.

If there were no transactions, Zhao Mancang would not be able to earn experience points, not to mention that Wanjia Supermarket also needs these products.

While Zhao Mancang was busy with the transaction, a conspiracy was brewing on Sam's side.

Bang!
"John is going too far. He canceled the oil preferential policies without saying anything. This is completely ruthless. If we hadn't reclaimed wasteland and found oil fields in Texas, would Sam have won World War II?"

As an oil tycoon in Texas, Clifford Fletcher is very dissatisfied with some of Sam's recent policies, and his heart is filled with complaints and resentment.

During World War II, Sam got involved early and made a fortune from the war.

Not to mention Europe, where the president of Ford Motor Company provided hundreds of thousands of cars to the dictator of Dirk, just in Asia, the amount of scrap steel imported by Kimura from Sam increased from tens of thousands of tons before World War II to millions of tons in 1943.

It can be said that more than half of these millions of tons of steel are used for military purposes rather than civilian purposes.

In addition to steel, Sam also dumped a large number of other commodities to Kimura, which is why Kimura was able to sweep across East Asia and Southeast Asia.

Otherwise, with the scarce mineral resources in Kimura, the best they could do was to sweep through parts of the North China Plain and the Central China Plain, and that was all.

Sam was definitely the biggest troublemaker and winner in World War II. He took away both fame and fortune. He is a model of both being responsible and independent!

"It's fine to cancel the oil preferential policies, but now they're raising the tax rate? Damn, I won't be at peace until John is dead."

John Fitzgerald did move the cheese of many people, but he had to take action. However, Clifford Fletcher did not know and did not want to know the reason behind it. He only knew that his interests were damaged.

"Don't mess around. He's at the peak of his career right now. If anything happens to him, you'll be in trouble."

Clifford didn't take his companion's warning seriously. "John has a lot of security. Would a normal assassination be effective?"

However, at the same time, in a luxurious villa in another city of Sam, someone suggested:
"Why don't we contact the KGB in Moscow? They'll definitely have a solution."

"No, don't contact them. If the news leaks out, the consequences will be disastrous. I think it's better to contact the drug lords. They are the professionals."

"Tsk, if we talk about killing people, then he must be a killer."

There is a group of people here who are also discussing the matter of John Fitzgerald. It was because this person had disturbed the interests of too many people, causing many capitalists to hate him so much that they wanted to kill him immediately and cancel those policies.

"Killing people is easy, but the question is how we can get these policies that John has signed to be rescinded. Otherwise, killing people alone will not be enough."

"Then contact Lyndon Johnson immediately. He must be very interested in being the squad leader. As long as he agrees to cancel those policies, we will push him into the position."

The group discussed it for a long time and then began arranging for someone to contact Lyndon Johnson.

When Lyndon Johnson learned about this, he realized how unpopular John Fitzgerald's policies were.

At the same time, the greed of those capitalists also refreshed Lyndon Johnson's cognition.

It is indeed not a good thing to go against these capitalists, because you don’t know when you will die.

It wasn't just the oil tycoons in Texas who wanted John to die immediately. The capitalists from other consortiums in California also had such thoughts, as did the KGB in Moscow and some drug lords.

In short, Lyndon Johnson now knew that there were more than a thousand people who wanted to kill him. These people were not unknown people, and they all had great influence in their respective fields.

How to do?
Reporting it to John would definitely not work. Not only would John himself not believe it, but John was a very confident person. Lyndon Johnson himself also had ambitions.

According to Sam's constitution, after the squad leader dies, he, the deputy squad leader, will be able to smoothly inherit the position.

Once ambition grows, it will grow wildly.

Some seek profit, some seek fame, and some want both.

The world is that crazy.

In New York, when the KGB got hold of this news, they happily passed the message back to Moscow.

In Moscow, in the Kremlin office, after Sholokhov told Khrushchev the good news.

The latter laughed out loud, a rare occurrence: "Haha, John, oh John, you tricked me in the last two months. I didn't expect you to be so unpopular. Then go to hell. You are not qualified to be my enemy."

After laughing, Khrushchev looked at Sholokhov, the head of the KGB, and praised him a few words, which was very rare.

It’s no wonder that this news is indeed a rare opportunity for Khrushchev.

As long as the arrangements are made properly, getting rid of John will be easy.

The situation in Sam is already so chaotic. If the KGB adds fuel to the fire, the whole Sam will be in chaos.

Although the effect may not be very good, as long as it can disgust Sam, that's enough.

So Khrushchev repeatedly reminded Sholokhov to do this well and not to act rashly, so as not to fail.

In the capital, Zhao Mancang didn't know the news yet. He was still in Guozi Lane, and Gan Guangde was talking to him about setting up a wind tunnel laboratory.

Drones definitely need to be tested in wind tunnels, so it is necessary to establish a wind tunnel laboratory.

The wind tunnel laboratory's location must ensure convenient transportation, be near scientific research institutions, and ideally, be in a location with suitable climate conditions. "Then let's build it. Isn't there a Miaoyun Temple near Jiaolong School? There's a large open space near the temple. Building a wind tunnel laboratory there would be easy to manage, and the conditions are quite suitable."

Zhao Mancang didn't think too much and agreed directly.

After all, there is really nothing much to say about this laboratory. Whether it is a drone or other aircraft, a wind tunnel laboratory is definitely needed.

Building this wind tunnel laboratory near Miaoyun Temple not only makes it easier for Jiaolong School to manage it, but also makes it convenient for students of the school to visit.

The most important thing is that there is no suitable place in the city to build such a laboratory.

"But the wind tunnel laboratory requires a large amount of materials and equipment. This investment is not small. Director Zhao, are you sure?"

At this moment, Gan Guangde asked a little too cautiously, fearing that Zhao Mancang was not clear about the specific situation and would make a fool of himself.

"I know, but drones definitely need a laboratory like this. Furthermore, our Longxing Research Institute will certainly need to conduct research on other aircraft in the future. We can't just queue up with others for all our research, right?"

The first wind tunnel laboratory in China is located in the northeast, and requires passing through Shanhaiguan. Construction of this supersonic wind tunnel began in September 1958 and was put into use immediately after debugging in February 1960.

In other words, at this stage, if you want to use the wind tunnel laboratory, you must go to the Aerodynamics Research Institute near the Dawn Engine Manufacturing Plant in the northeast to apply.

But why would Zhao Mancang, who is so wealthy and powerful, be willing to go to the Northeast?

Not only is it a waste of time, but the key is that it also undermines the enthusiasm of researchers, which is not a good thing. Therefore, building our own wind tunnel laboratory is the serious matter.

As for spending money, Zhao Mancang didn't even consider it. The equipment needed for a wind tunnel laboratory probably includes the wind tunnel body, smoke generator, Pitot tube velocimeter, pneumatic six-component force balance, computer test control system, etc.

Of course, computer test control systems are something that will only be available in the future. Current computers are not used in this field and do not have so many functions.

Because computer test control systems are used to automatically collect, detect, control and process experimental data, current computers simply do not have such powerful instruction processing capabilities.

"Okay, thank you, Director. I hope to get the approval as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Gan Guangde expressed his gratitude.

If Zhao Mancang had not stopped them today, Gan Guangde and his project team would have needed to continue to travel to the Northeast. Now they are just going there to discuss cooperation projects in other subdivided technical areas, which has alleviated a lot of pressure.

Although Gan Guangde and his team are now researching drones, these drones are large aircraft that are more than ten meters long, not the mini aircraft of later generations.

Watching Gan Guangde leave, Zhao Mancang's expression was complicated. Alas, when will we be able to develop that kind of insect drone?

Insect drones are very miniature, only the size of ordinary insects. For example, cicadas are very small in size. Simulating the flight of such drones has unparalleled advantages in intelligence acquisition.

Not to mention the Bumblebee drone. Once this type of smaller drone is realized, it will definitely be a super killer weapon.

Not to mention such mini insect planes, even pigeon spy planes are very good.

Unfortunately, there is no hope of realizing such an aircraft in the short term.

In Lingjing Hutong, in the office, Zhao Mancang sat down, exchanged a few words with his leader, and then got straight to the point.

"Boss, I'm here to apply for a wind tunnel laboratory in the suburbs of Beijing, mainly for aircraft research."

"A wind tunnel laboratory? Isn't there already one in Shen City? There's no need to build one here in Beijing, right?"

Money needs to be spent wisely and not be spent carelessly.

After hearing what his leader said, Zhao Mancang came clean:

"Leader, you should know that our Longxing Research Institute has a drone project. In the future, I will expand this drone project, such as pigeon drones and insect drones."

"In addition to drones, there are also bombers, transport planes, reconnaissance planes, and fighter jets, all of which we are currently in short supply."

"Most of the current scientific research talent is concentrated in Beijing. Building a wind tunnel laboratory here is extremely important. To be honest, we need to not only build a wind tunnel laboratory, but also start building other related supporting laboratories."

When chatting with the leader, you can't just follow what the leader says. You must have your own ideas. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to come here today to waste the leader's time.

However, the elements such as bombers mentioned by Zhao Mancang made the leaders frown, because it is almost impossible for Dongda to achieve such production technology at present.

Previously, Ma Jiugong, Yuan Yushan and others had purchased many aircraft from "Comrade Li", such as the famous U2 reconnaissance aircraft.

After all these aircraft were purchased, one of them would be disassembled for research. However, so much time has passed, and the research and development team has not received any news at all. This shows how terrifying the technology contained in these aircraft is.

I've heard from scientific research experts that the aircraft manufacturing industry is not just about the technology of the aircraft itself, it is a complete industrial chain and a microcosm of the entire industrial base.

If there are no relevant supporting factories, even if the aircraft manufacturing technology is developed, we can only watch helplessly. After all, many parts on the aircraft have very strict production requirements and are not so easy to achieve.

The leader was unable to directly refute Zhao Mancang, so he indirectly reminded the latter that the current funds needed to be used effectively and could not be spent indiscriminately.

However, Zhao Mancang is not stupid. After hearing what he said, the leader was not moved at all. This shows that the pie he painted is like a castle in the air and the leader does not believe it.

On second thought, he understood that it was most likely the aircraft and other related equipment sold by his other pseudonym 'Comrade Li' that led the current leader to have such an idea.

So he changed his approach:

"Leader, how about I give you a military order?"

"I can guarantee that our Longxing Research Institute can provide relevant technologies and production equipment to improve the production technology and requirements of most parts in our aircraft manufacturing chain."

"The drone we are currently developing is actually a very advanced aircraft. Whether it is our Jiaolong Army or ordinary troops, the drone can definitely meet the reconnaissance requirements of the troops and become the real eyes of the troops."

"On the other hand, I built a laboratory in the northwest before. We will definitely use it next year. By then, it will definitely be the technology research and development base of our Longxing Institute."

"Of course, if you don't agree, that's fine. After New Year's Day, I'll have the Jiaolong Army go to Mindanao to see if we can get some more gold treasures back. Then, I'll ask the leaders to approve our use of some of them."

Upon hearing this, the leader raised his eyebrows and felt helpless.

If it were someone else, the leader would have taught him how to behave long ago, but the person in front of him was Zhao Mancang, so the leader could not ignore his opinions.

Especially what Zhao Mancang said next, which seemed to be nothing wrong at first glance, but it was clearly Zhao Mancang threatening the leader.

If the higher-ups do not approve, then Zhao Mancang will probably have to conceal some of the gold, execute the plan first and report it later, and then come back to apologize.

There is no need to doubt it, the leader is sure that Zhao Mancang would dare to do so.

More than ten minutes later, Zhao Mancang left the Lingjing Hutong office in a happy mood. After returning to Guozi Lane, he found Gan Guangde:
"Professor Gan, the higher-ups have approved it. Construction of the wind tunnel laboratory will begin soon, and the relevant equipment will be procured as soon as possible. During construction, I'd like to trouble you, Professor Gan, to visit more often and serve as a good supervisor."

The latter was overjoyed when he heard this.

Originally, he did not have much hope for the approval of the wind tunnel laboratory project, mainly because the investment was large, the equipment was numerous and procurement was difficult. On the other hand, there was already a wind tunnel laboratory in Shenyang City in the northeast, so there was naturally no need to build another one.

Now the authorities are adhering to the principle of saving as much as possible, and would like to spend every penny as if it were two cents. Of course, they hope that these funds can be used where they are really needed, rather than being wasted.

No matter how excited Gan Guangde was, Zhao Mancang patted him on the shoulder, then went to the Foreign Exchange Department to transfer the funds to the corresponding corporate account first.

In the Foreign Exchange Department's office, when Zhao Mancang came in and took out the leader's approval note, the head of the Audit Section of the Foreign Exchange Department, who was sitting opposite Zhao Mancang, suddenly showed a surprised expression and his tone suddenly rose several decibels:
"Director Zhao, the higher-ups actually approved $70 million in foreign exchange for you?"

"Yeah, isn't it clearly written there? And I'm sure your boss has called you, right? You should review it with your superiors."

Seventy million US dollars is not a small amount of money. Zhao Mancang is not in a hurry at all and is waiting for the other party to get this part of the funds.

Anyway, after the approval, Zhao Mancang will go to the grain company and China Resources Company again to transfer the funds into the public accounts of these two companies respectively.

Ma Jiugong and Yuan Yushan from the grain company were responsible for purchasing part of the equipment, while China Resources Company was responsible for the other part.

"Okay, Director Zhao, please wait a moment."

The head of the Audit Section quickly apologized and then ran out to ask for instructions.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Mancang left the Foreign Exchange Department. When he returned to Guozi Lane, two hours had passed.

Seventy million US dollars was spent very, very quickly.

The Foreign Exchange Department did not stop him at all, nor could they stop him, because they knew that Zhao Mancang was the God of Wealth. What's more, he had the approval note from the leader, and the leader had already called before Zhao Mancang arrived at the Foreign Exchange Department.

Therefore, although 70 million US dollars is a lot and a very large amount, it was approved at the speed of light, and no one dared to hold on to the money.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye. It was the weekend, and Zhao Mancang did not go out. Instead, he stayed at home to help the little kids with their homework.

Children have always lacked self-awareness in learning. It will take a long time to get them to do their homework and study on their own initiative.

Recently, Zhao Mancang had not thought about going out, but Xiao Taozi suddenly asked him when she could take a plane?

"Yes, Dad, didn't you say you would take us on a plane? When can you take us on a plane?"

Zhao Huijun immediately responded, and Xiao Baozi and Xiao Shitou also echoed her, and immediately dropped their pencils and stopped doing their homework.

The little brats seemed to be about to "rebel", Zhao Mancang said with a smile:
"You all really want to fly, right?"

Correct!
The four children responded loudly, their eyes filled with anticipation. Zhao Mancang pointed at his homework book and said,
"You're so disobedient. Even if I had the chance to take you on a plane, I wouldn't take you. Who told you to be so disobedient?"

"We'll be obedient!"

All of a sudden, the little ones quickly became active, picked up their pencils again and started writing.

"I'll take some time to look at it. If there's a chance, I'll take you on a plane, but the prerequisite is that you really have to be obedient."

While saying these words to the little kids, Zhao Mancang was already thinking about one thing in his mind, which was the noise problem of the aircraft itself.

Many airplanes nowadays make a lot of noise, no matter it is the Il-18 or the Vickers Viscount. The noise is not comfortable for adults, let alone kids?

To be honest, it is not a good idea to take the little kids on a plane at this time.

But Zhao Mancang also hopes to leave better memories of the little ones' childhood. He doesn't want them to just stay in the capital. He hopes they can go to other places to have a look.

Zhao Mancang has taken his kids to visit many attractions in Beijing, such as the Forbidden City, the Summer Palace, the Great Wall, etc., but he has never taken them to other cities.

For example, Shanghai, Baiyun City, Jiuzhaigou, etc. Of course, many places are not suitable for travel now.

However, Zhao Mancang has many opportunities to travel on business, so he can indeed take the children out with him.

"Forget it, let me think about it again."

Zhao Mancang didn't continue to worry about this matter. He would deal with it later.

Zhao Mancang came to Jiaolong School, ready to experience student life and take a look at instructors such as Li Zhenzu and Shen Anrong.

"Old Zhao? Oh, why are you here?"

In the office, Li Zhenzu, who was sitting at his desk playing chess with someone, saw Zhao Mancang walk in. He looked up curiously and immediately exclaimed.

Chen Jichang, who was sitting opposite him, looked back and was immediately shocked and stood up quickly, because he knew that Zhao Mancang was the leader, and he was caught playing chess during working hours.

"Old Li, you guys are playing chess. Nice, quite leisurely. No training today, right?"

Zhao Mancang walked in with a smile and was not angry when he saw this scene. After all, he was not very clear about the specific situation, nor was he the kind of person who could not tolerate any flaws.

After all, Li Zhenzu and others are disabled themselves, and letting them come here to be instructors is just to make use of their remaining energy. Any retired soldier from a general army can be here for a position like instructor, so letting Li Zhenzu and others come here is a waste of their talents.

In addition, it is winter now, and it is snowy and icy outside, so it is normal to reduce training.

"Yes, it's not winter now, so we will only train when the weather is good."

Li Zhenzu spoke honestly, and Chen Jichang next to him did not say anything because he was not familiar with Zhao Mancang.

"I remember our school built an indoor stadium. Can't we train indoors?"

"There are such venues, but they are only open on Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays. They are closed at other times."

Zhao Mancang frowned upon hearing this. What the hell? The venue was already built, and yet it wasn't open to the public?
"Old Chen, please go to the school leadership office and call Feng Zuzheng and the other two over. I want to know what's going on."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jichang responded and then ran out.

"Old Zhao, are you going to do something? Not training isn't a big deal. These kids are still young, and it's winter, so everyone wants to stay indoors and not move around."

Hearing Li Zhenzu's words, Zhao Mancang glared at him, "Old Li, have you forgotten your own identity? Jiaolong School is the future of our Jiaolong Army. We can't let go of any of the good seedlings who are suitable for joining the Jiaolong Army Reserve. But as an instructor, if you are too relaxed, all the good seedlings will be ruined."

He approved a lot of funds for Jiaolong School and provided a lot of subsidies in terms of food, clothing and other daily necessities, so that the more than 3,000 students would not have to worry about these logistical issues.

But while they have sufficient nutrition, Zhao Mancang doesn't want them to become fat.

This year is already 1962, and it will soon be 1963. It is unlikely that the University of Tokyo will be short of food in the future.

In such a situation, the probability of being fat will begin to increase.

Zhao Mancang doesn't want Jiaolong School to produce a few fat kids, that would be really embarrassing.

Besides, Jiaolong School is a place to cultivate talents. These more than 3,000 students are all farmers' children selected from rural areas all over the country. They have suffered a lot before, so there is no reason that they cannot endure hardships after coming to Jiaolong School.

Soon, Feng Zuzheng, Tian Dewang and Du Liantao were called over. When Zhao Mancang saw them, he immediately asked them to report their work.

Before the establishment of Jiaolong School, it was Feng Zuzheng and three others who helped with building relationships, acting as supervisors, and recruiting students. After its establishment, they became the leaders of the school and were the actual persons in charge.

Starting from September this year, Jiaolong School has enrolled the first batch of 3,127 first-year junior high school students and is now on track.

Junior high schools outside are two-year programs, but Jiaolong School is three-year programs. The teaching model is quite different from that of the outside world, and the educational resources are also completely different.

After Feng Zuzheng and the others finished their work report, Zhao Mancang asked:

"Can you all tell me why our school's indoor sports facilities are only open on Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays? Why are they closed from Sunday to Wednesday?"

(End of this chapter)