The unparalleled talent of the country started from Harbin Institute of Technology

Chapter 299 Liu Xiaoli suffers massive bleeding
Mid-March 1986, Beijing, near No. 87 Zhongguancun West Street.

Wang Junhong was playing with several children from the neighboring houses at the gate of the courtyard.

Every time he comes to Beijing, Wang Junhong will come out to chat and catch up with his friends.

Several of the children in Beijing are about the same age as Wang Junhong, and they are probably children of foreign affairs units in the vicinity, which is why they can play together with Wang Junhong.

There seemed to be quite a few people at the compound today, so Wang Junhong and his friends, being kids, ran over to join in the fun.

I happened to see someone tempting one of the neighbor's children with a string of candied hawthorns.

Hou Xiaofei is four and a half years old this year, younger than Wang Junhong. He is a playful, outgoing and smart child. His only flaw is that he loves to eat.

You can quickly tell from Hou Xiaofei's chubby baby face that he is a little fat boy and really loves to eat.

Candied hawthorn berries are sweet, and Hou Xiaofei had eaten them before. So when he saw someone say that if he went with him, he could eat candied hawthorn berries, he immediately forgot all about them and his mind was filled with candied hawthorn berries.

"Hou Xiaofei, what are you doing? Come back here!"

Wang Junhong was very clever and saw through the other party's trick at a glance, and shouted loudly.

"I want to eat candied hawthorn berries," Hou Xiaofei said, pointing to the candied hawthorn berries in the hand of a stranger a meter away.

"What are you going to eat? Do you even have money? If you don't, don't eat!"

"But I really want to eat one. I have two cents, I should be able to buy one, right?"

The other kids chimed in, all five or six years old. They were all a bit older and did have some pocket money, but not much.

There are still a few cents left.

"You can't buy a candied hawthorn for two cents, you need at least two mao to buy one skewer," the man said with a smile.

This guy went to great lengths to trick Wang Junhong and his friends, those little brats.

After all, there were eight children in front of him. If he could trick a few of them or even capture them all, he would make a fortune.

The most difficult child to deal with right now is Wang Junhong, because he is the tallest among his peers and doesn't look like a five-year-old at all, but rather like an eight or nine-year-old.

"No, candied hawthorns are obviously 50 cents a skewer. How could such a big skewer only cost 20 cents? Something's fishy!"

Although Wang Junhong is only five years old, he is very smart.

Because he and his father had been to many places, the candied hawthorns in Harbin were very cheap. Prices were like that near Harbin Institute of Technology, and they were indeed not expensive. Even a large skewer would only cost two or three cents, and there was no way they would cost five cents.

But it's different in Beijing. Candied hawthorns are much more expensive here. A typical small skewer of candied hawthorns only contains five hawthorns and costs three cents.

If it's ten or twelve hawthorns, then the price will be four or five cents.

Why is Wang Junhong so clear about these things?

That's because he eats there often and comes to the capital frequently, so of course he knows very well.

Besides being quite familiar with prices, Wang Junhong also has a very strong ability to observe. Moreover, his father had instructed him to be good at thinking and to be good at discovering.

Some people like to grab children, but how do they do it?
Deception is the cheapest way to do it!

They lowered the child's guard and then, taking advantage of the child's unpreparedness, quickly lured the child away.

The clever and quick-witted Wang Junhong felt that what he was seeing was very similar to what his father had taught him.

So he was wary and refused the stranger's generosity.

However, the stranger noticed, so he 'generously' offered to give him the candied hawthorn.

"Are you really going to give it to us to eat?" Hou Xiaofei and the other kids were immediately drooling, their eyes wide open.

Before Wang Junhong could refuse, the man had already given the candied hawthorns to Hou Xiaofei and the others.

Hou Xiaofei, upon receiving the candied hawthorn, immediately took a bite. The sweet and sour taste of the candied hawthorn made Hou Xiaofei squint his eyes with joy.

When the other kids saw it, they also clamored to eat it.

Just as they were enjoying their meal, the neighborhood became even more lively.

Before Wang Junhong and the others could react, a number of people happened to pass by them, and Hou Xiaofei and the others had already been scattered.

Just then, several cars passed by on the street, blocking the view of the security personnel from the foreign-related unit not far away.

After the cars left, when the security personnel looked back, Wang Junhong, Hou Xiaofei, and the other children were nowhere to be seen.

Meanwhile, Hou Xiaofei and his companions, each holding a string of candied hawthorns, were running and fleeing through the alley.

Wang Junhong created obstacles at the very back to block the people chasing from behind.

But how could a little kid possibly outrun an adult?

Even though Wang Junhong and the other children were familiar with the area, they couldn't overcome the adults' height and strength, so they were quickly caught up.

However, Wang Junhong did not back down. Instead, he put both hands into his pockets and quickly threw them out.

That was sand; he had grabbed it and put it in his pocket when he fell.

His father had told him that he must make good use of all available tools to create favorable conditions for himself.

Sand is a great tool.

Sure enough, the person attacked by the sand was holding Hou Xiaofei down when he heard Wang Junhong suddenly shout loudly. He turned around and was immediately hit by sand.

Because Wang Junhong threw sand first and then shouted loudly, his timing was excellent.

Ah!
The trafficker, struck by the sand, immediately let out a painful howl.

After his vision was affected, Wang Junhong immediately picked up a stone from the side and smashed it into the man's eyes.

Wang Junhong is very smart; he knows exactly what he should do to his own advantage.

If you blind the other party, then no matter how powerful they are, they will be like a headless fly and no longer pose a threat.

The traffickers were in excruciating pain from the two large rocks that struck them.

The other kids were hiding to the side, trembling with fear, while only Wang Junhong remained calm and composed.

"Come on!"

After knocking down the human traffickers, Wang Junhong shouted loudly.

Hou Xiaofei still hasn't thrown away the candied hawthorn in his hand, which infuriates Wang Junhong.

In the alleys and lanes of Zhongguancun West Street, Wang Junhong and his friends, these little rascals, turned left and right, and finally ran to their secret base to hide.

When you encounter danger, hide first, because the current conditions are not suitable for running to crowded places to seek help from the police.

The best course of action is to hide and wait for rescue.

Inside the office in the Wenjin Street compound, Wang Duoyu almost lost his composure after learning that his son had gone missing.

Fortunately, he remained relatively calm. After calming down, he immediately left the office and found Lü Yangui and Fang Lihe to tell them what had happened.

Upon hearing this, Fang Li and the other two were immediately enraged.

"What is Yuan Zuliang good for? How come he can't even keep an eye on his child?"

Lü Yangui knew very well that this matter was probably not so simple. He hoped it wasn't targeting Wang Duoyu, otherwise, something serious might happen.

Yuan Zuliang, Mou Xiaowu, and others were all former special operations forces personnel, and are now 'veterans'.

When it comes to hand-to-hand combat and firearms fighting, Yuan Zuliang and his group are all incredibly strong, but when it comes to watching over children, they might not be able to keep an eye on them.

Moreover, even Lü Yangui had heard of Wang Junhong, who was indeed very smart and also quite mischievous.

It's possible that the reason someone was caught out this time is also related to Wang Junhong.

Of course, the specific situation is still unclear, so let's find the person first.

Fang Li and the other two hurriedly went to make a phone call, and the guards had already been dispatched.

Wang Duoyu got into the car and headed straight for Zhongguancun West Street.

The first to be dispatched were the security personnel from foreign-related units, followed by the security personnel from several nearby units, and then the police from the nearby police station.

When Wang Duoyu's car returned to Zhongguancun, good news came: the security department had found Wang Junhong and his group.

Are all the children here?

Upon hearing Wang Duoyu's question, the security guard nodded repeatedly.

A few minutes later, Wang Duoyu met his eldest son and Wang Junhong's friends in an alley in Zhongguancun.

"Dad, someone is trying to trick us with candied hawthorns and then try to drag us into their car."

"It's good that you're all alright. You've all been hiding here?"

"Yes, Dad, you told me it's best to hide."

From the little kid's words, Wang Duoyu learned the general outline of what had happened and realized that this incident was indeed an accident.

Kids are naturally curious; they were just standing by and watching, and then something bad happened.

This is something that is indeed impossible to prevent.

However, there is one thing: Wang Junhong did sneak out to play. He didn't let his aunt know about it at all. As for Mu Xiaowu and the other security guards, they were all on guard at the gate. How could they know that the little guy had climbed over the wall and gone out?

Upon learning that the little guy had actually managed to climb over the wall and run away, Wang Duoyu was dumbfounded and stared at the brat with lingering fear.

This little guy is really smart.

He actually knew everything inside and outside the No. 87 courtyard, and even knew how to use tools to climb over the wall. After climbing over the wall, he hid to cover up the traces of his sneaking out.

In other words, if it weren't for this incident, no one would know that he often secretly climbed over the wall to run away.

This is absolutely outrageous!
"Wang Junhong, you're really something! You've even learned how to climb over walls! I'll deal with you when I get back!"

Wang Duoyu said expressionlessly, then looked at the leaders not far away.

These leaders are either the head of the nearby police station, the head of a foreign-related unit, or the head of the nearby subdistrict office.

After briefly expressing his gratitude to the leaders, Wang Duoyu left with his eldest son.

This incident also served as a reminder to Wang Duoyu.

His eldest son is now over five years old. He is smart and taller than his peers, looking like he is eight or nine years old, which is quite impressive.

However, he repeatedly climbed over the wall to go out and play, and each time he was able to return safely without disturbing anyone. This is indeed something worth reflecting on.

On the other hand, there's Wang Junhong, that little brat. He actually managed to defeat a human trafficker and hide with Hou Xiaofei and the other kids, which shows that he's unusually calm for a child.

Inside courtyard number 87, before Wang Duoyu could even discipline Wang Junhong, Fang Li and the others had already arrived.

"Eighth Sister, please keep an eye on him for me. Make him copy Confucius, keep copying!"

After handing the child over to his eighth sister, Wang Meifeng, Wang Duoyu turned around and went to negotiate with Fang Li and the others.

"Duoyu, I've heard about what happened. This was an accident. Your Junhong is indeed very smart. Most adults would be stunned in this kind of situation, but I didn't expect him to be able to handle it calmly."

Fang Lihe's first words were full of praise:

"While it's your duty to discipline your child, and I shouldn't say anything to you, I still hope you won't hit the child and hurt them."

Wang Duoyu: “.”

He hasn't even attacked yet, and he's already protecting him?
Sure enough, if it's not your own child, you'll spoil them.

Only parents would not spoil their children so much. Even if they do spoil them, there are limits. Of course, this excludes some completely irrational parents.

"Boss, I know, don't worry."

After thanking Fang Lihe, Wang Duoyu began to educate the children.

Without a doubt, this is something Wang Junhong will remember for the rest of his life.

He turned on the CCTV recorder, pointed the camera at him and Wang Junhong, and had Yuan Zuliang personally film them.

"Wang Junhong, you are five years and four months and a few days old. In terms of age, you are still very young, but in terms of what you have done recently, you have already grown up."

Wang Duoyu was expressionless, looking extremely cold, and his tone was equally icy, several times colder than a sudden spring chill.
"You sneaked out to play by climbing over the wall, thinking you had done it perfectly, and you were even proud of it, weren't you?"

"Have I not told you that you can't lie or sneak out to play?"

The little guy was terrified and nodded pitifully in a low voice.

"I'm not forbidding you from going out to play, it's just that it's dangerous outside, and you've been sneaking out to play by yourself, like this time."

Taking a deep breath, Wang Duoyu, still somewhat shaken, continued:

"Luckily, this time it was a close call. Otherwise, it's questionable whether you'd ever see me again. In a while, I'll have to let you go see those little beggars with missing limbs."

"Don't think you're so smart, or that you're invincible. You won't always be this lucky."

"You're so smart, you can definitely understand what I'm saying, so this time, I'm going to hit you. Do you accept it?"

Does the little guy dare to say he disagrees?

I dare not say!
Not far away, Wang Meifeng and her children watched. At first, Wang Jun'an just blinked, thinking that his father was just giving his older brother a simple scolding.

But soon he realized he was wrong. This time, his father took out a willow branch about the thickness of a finger and hit his older brother directly on the buttocks.

With just the first blow, his older brother let out a piercing wail, his little face contorted in pain, and then he immediately burst into tears.

"I know I was wrong, Dad, please don't hit me anymore. I won't do it again, I'll never do it again."

Snapped!
The more the little guy cried, the more Wang Duoyu waved the willow branches and whipped him rapidly.

"It's good that it hurts. If it didn't hurt, you'd sneak out again next time."

"Waaah, I won't do it again, Daddy! I'll never sneak out again!"

Wang Meifeng's eyes were red. When her brother hit her for the fifth time, she couldn't help but run over and grab her brother's hand.

"Ninth Brother, stop hitting him! Stop hitting him!"

"Sister, get away from Mu Xiaowu, are you all dead?"

The security personnel, including Mu Xiaowu, who had been named, quickly came over and dragged Wang Meifeng away, and only then did Wang Duoyu continue to whip her.

If you don't discipline your child, he'll climb on the roof and tear off the tiles.

To be honest, Wang Duoyu would rather his child climb on the roof and tear off the tiles than run away by himself and then encounter something like what happened today.

Those human traffickers operate in gangs and use extremely cruel methods.

Just thinking about it made Wang Duoyu feel terrified.

He simply couldn't imagine what would happen to his own son after he was abducted.

If you're just being sold to rich people, that's relatively better.

However, given Wang Junhong's personality and intelligence, whether he can successfully hold out until he is sold is a question mark.

This time it was a stroke of luck, but what if there's a next time?

Therefore, Wang Duoyu had to give this little guy a beating.

Wang Duoyu only stopped after the willow branch was broken, and then, with the little guy (Wang Junan would also be taking him), they went straight to the 301 Hospital to apply medicine to the little guy.

At the 301 Hospital, Wang Meifeng didn't let her younger brother carry Wang Junhong; she cried all the way to the doctor.

Wang Duoyu was speechless; his eighth sister had spoiled the child rotten.

When Xue Wenbin and his friends did something wrong, Wang Meifeng would beat them without any mercy, even though they were her own children.

But when Wang Junhong was replaced, Wang Meifeng was unhappy and spoiled him rotten.

"Why did you hit the child so hard? Even if you want to discipline a child, you can't do it like that!"

In the hospital's reception room, when the doctor saw the bloodstains on Wang Junhong's buttocks as he lay on the hospital bed, his expression instantly turned cold, and he reprimanded him.

"Don't worry, doctor, I know what I'm doing. Please help me out." Wang Duoyu replied, but was immediately met with a glare from the doctor.

Regarding today's incident, Wang Duoyu has no regrets about beating the little guy so badly.

This is the 'reward' that the little guy deserves.

He should remember this pain, otherwise it will happen again.

More than half an hour later, Wang Duoyu finally left the 301 Hospital.

Instead of letting the little guy go home, he arranged for him to stay at the hospital, while leaving four security guards behind to take care of him.

As for his eighth sister, who wanted to stay, Wang Duoyu 'chased' her away.

In reality, his eighth sister couldn't stay either, since Wang Jun'an and the other kids needed someone to take care of them.

Sending the little guy back to courtyard number 87 to recover is now even more impossible. He needs to experience what hospitalization is like.

The next day, in the courtyard of Wenjin Street, Wang Duoyu and Qian Xuesen sat down to continue their conversation, still on the same topic as yesterday.

Wang Duoyu still maintains his opinion that the J-8 should not integrate advanced technologies such as optoelectronic distributed aperture systems, and there is absolutely no need for it.

After much deliberation, Qian Xuesen gave up on trying to persuade Wang Duoyu.

First, the J-8 is indeed unsuitable; second, technologies such as the electro-optical distributed aperture system are too advanced, and there is no need to put them on the J-8 at this point in time.

Because it's really not needed.

If we really encounter any emergency, to be honest, we can go in at any time.

Given the current situation, it's impossible for Season 3 to start.

After all, Star Wars has already been proposed on the other side of the Pacific.

The polar bear and the bald eagle are both actively involved in planetary and space-related matters; things within the global village are nothing to them.

That's just small-scale stuff; space is the new battlefield.

The historical context is there, which is one of the reasons why the game "Sky Wars" produced by Dolphin Games is so popular.

Since Qian Xuesen has given up on this idea, Shenyang Aircraft Corporation can no longer hold onto it.

At noon, Wang Duoyu didn't eat at the Wenjin Street compound canteen, but instead took his lunch to the 301 Hospital.

The little guy was still scared when he saw his father come in.

This time, his father really hurt him, so he hated his father and was angry.

"You're still angry with me, huh? Fine, I'll take the game console with me, and you can forget about it."

Before Wang Duoyu could finish speaking, the little guy immediately said, "Don't take it."

"Hmph, you're being disobedient again, aren't you? Do you want me to beat you up again?"

Upon hearing the word "hit," the little guy trembled and nodded fearfully, indicating that he was willing to obey.

That’s it!
Over the next few days, Wang Duoyu's life finally returned to normal.

Wang Junhong's bottom healed quickly, and he can sit up now, but he can't sit for long periods of time.

After lying on my left and right sides for several days, I can finally get a good night's sleep.

On March 21st, Wang Duoyu was still in the laboratory of the Beijing Aeronautical Academy when Nong Yunqing came looking for him.

The approval for the built-in chip ID card has been granted, and it will be rolled out nationwide starting May 1st.

Residents who have already obtained an ID card will need to apply for one again.

"Sir, I suggest that children under the age of seven should also be issued ID cards."

This time, Wang Duoyu made a suggestion:
"Our country is currently implementing the one-child policy, and many families have only one child. These children are the lifeblood of these families."

"Issuing ID cards to these children will also make management easier, and they can be renewed annually, especially for those who are one year old."

Upon hearing this, Nong Yunqing nodded silently in response.

He knew very well why Wang Duoyu would make such a suggestion, because he had also heard about Wang Junhong's disappearance a few days ago, and he had even visited the little guy at the 301 Hospital.

Therefore, Wang Duoyu's suggestion to issue ID cards to children under the age of seven is understandable.

Whether or not to apply for an ID card for children aged seven to sixteen is another matter.

Children under the age of seven are at high risk of being abducted.

If you get a new ID card every year, there's a high chance your child will be found even if they go missing, as long as they're still alive.

Subsequently, Wang Duoyu will donate money to the public security department and purchase a large number of CCTV closed-circuit televisions directly through Want Want Group's channels, and then install these advanced devices on a large scale in train stations across the country.

In the future, he will continue to increase investment in this area, hoping to reduce the occurrence of similar incidents as much as possible.

Although little Wang Junhong was unharmed, Wang Duoyu was frightened.

Wang Duoyu would be very willing to spend money to avert disaster, or even just to buy peace of mind.

"Okay, no problem, Professor Wang, your suggestion is excellent. I will submit it to my superiors."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, boss."

Wang Duoyu nodded, hoping that his meager efforts could help more people.

After spending a few more days in Beijing, on the 26th, Wang Duoyu finally set off to return to Harbin.

At this point, little Wang Junhong was finally able to stand and walk with his bottom barely intact.

This time when they returned to Harbin, the little guy still insisted on taking a plane, and his father did agree to it.

However, we bought him three seats side by side so that he could lie down and rest when his butt hurt.

After all, the injury on my buttocks hasn't fully healed.

After a flight of more than an hour, the plane landed smoothly at Yanjiagang Airport in Harbin.

The current Yanjiagang Airport has been expanded and improved a lot. At the very least, the airport's passenger exit channels are becoming more and more like what you'd expect.

Before the establishment of Northern Airlines, the passenger exit channel of Yanjiagang Airport was just as rudimentary as the passenger exit channel of the county bus station where Wang Duoyu used to ride in his previous life.

It's much better now; at least there are international and domestic flights.

It's becoming more and more standardized.

After leaving the airport, Wang Duoyu and his friends took a car back to Harbin Institute of Technology.

More than ten days after leaving Harbin Institute of Technology, nothing much has changed, except that poor little Wang Junhong is in a terrible situation.

Wang Jun'an felt a little sorry for his older brother. The two brothers whispered to each other from time to time, as if they were plotting something.

However, once they returned to Harbin Institute of Technology, they couldn't do anything about it anymore.

Because their family lives on campus, even if they did manage to sneak out of the villa, they wouldn't be able to get very far, as there are security patrol teams everywhere.

Others might not know Wang Duoyu's two children, but the security staff all knew them.

Besides, the security department would never allow children like them to run out of the school without adult supervision.

Finally, even at the old campus, Harbin Institute of Technology is very large, making it extremely difficult for Wang Junhong and his group to escape.

"Huh? Why is the boss walking with a swaying gait?"

Standing at the villa entrance, Liu Xiaoli frowned and asked in confusion when she saw Wang Junhong's strange walking posture.

The two sisters, Wang Meili and Li Rongrong, were also puzzled, while the two little ones, Li Rongrong and Lu Yuening, had already run over to catch up with the two brothers, Wang Junhong and Li Rongrong.

"What else could it be? His dad beat him up, of course," Wang Meifeng said angrily.

At this moment, Liu Xiaoli and the others realized that Wang Duoyu had not come back with them.

Indeed, Wang Duoyu parked his car near the administration building as soon as he returned and went straight to the secretary's office to discuss matters with Liu Deben.

It wasn't about donating money to the public security department, but rather about the matters mentioned by Shenyang Aircraft Corporation regarding installing an electro-optical distributed aperture system, stealth coating, and air intake design on the J-8 fighter jet.

"Old Liu, you must also hope that Harbin Institute of Technology can manufacture its own fighter jets, right?"

Wang Duoyu's first words made Liu Deben realize that Harbin Institute of Technology's purse strings would have to be emptied again.

Although the money plan is decided at the beginning of each year.

However, there is always a reserve fund that is not used every year. For example, at the beginning of last year, there was a reserve fund of US$1.5 billion that was not used.

This year, an additional $500 million was added, bringing the total reserve fund to $2 billion.

If you think about it carefully, Harbin Institute of Technology achieved a revenue of 27.2 billion US dollars in 1985. Even if we assume a profit margin of 35%, that would still be a profit of 9.52 billion US dollars.

Moreover, it's not just 35%.

In addition, Lotte Group earned a net profit of US$6.8 billion. A portion of this profit was repatriated to Japan, while the remainder was invested in Japanese real estate and the stock market.

After all, Japan's overly loose monetary policy, coupled with the appreciation of the yen, has attracted a large amount of international capital.

The influx of so much hot money into the Japanese domestic market will inevitably further drive up housing and stock prices.

If this cycle continues, within two years, Japanese domestic housing prices and the stock market will reach new peaks.

In addition, companies like Toshiba, Sony, and Toyota, which have expanded overseas, have also upgraded and restructured their industries. By cultivating foreign trade markets, they have regained some of the markets they lost due to the appreciation of the yen.

The days of "good quality at a low price" are over, but high-quality products like Lexus are still very popular in the market.

Therefore, Japan's real estate and stock markets are bound to rise, and this momentum will only grow stronger.

Harbin Institute of Technology has a reserve fund of two billion US dollars, but this year it will have more than that amount. The original project plan did not use up all the funds.

In addition to the reserve fund, there are still more than $800 million in funds that have not been used up.

Therefore, Wang Duoyu's proposal this time was to build another aircraft fighter manufacturing plant within the Harbin Institute of Technology campus, near the Weizigou New Campus.

Fighter jets and domestically produced passenger planes are two different things.

Wang Duoyu did not intend to confuse them.

"Duoyu, spending this money is no problem at all, but the problem is, where are we going to find so many technical engineers?"

Liu Deben raised his own question.

This is about building fighter jets, not manufacturing domestically produced passenger planes. The requirements for technical engineers are much higher, and just the secrecy aspect alone would probably make many people shake their heads.

"Exchange!" Wang Duoyu chuckled and said:
"Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group and Shenyang Aircraft Corporation have many engineers. They can train their own, but we can use their expertise to our advantage."

"They definitely lack resources and technology. If we exchange resources with them, they will be very happy to do so."

"However, the most important thing for this factory established by Harbin Institute of Technology is secrecy; everything else is secondary."

Upon hearing this, Liu Deben immediately nodded in agreement.

Soon, the two chatted for a while longer, and then Liu Deben made a phone call, summoning Lü Gongliang, Han Jue, Fang Guangchao, and others to a meeting.

This matter needs to be discussed properly.

Two hours later, the leaders of Harbin Institute of Technology finally finalized the plan to establish a company called Heilongjiang Aircraft Manufacturing Plant with a total investment of US$800 million.

Specific details still need to be discussed, but the general framework has been set.

The investment of so much is certainly not to compete with Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group and Shenyang Aircraft Corporation, but rather to fulfill Harbin Institute of Technology's responsibility as a national defense university.

On the other hand, they also hope to obtain more research and development funding.

In short, after the establishment of Heilongjiang Aircraft Manufacturing Plant, it was specifically for manufacturing more advanced fighter jets, and it was also a preparation for Harbin Institute of Technology to test more advanced technologies.

After the establishment of Heilongjiang Aircraft Manufacturing Plant, its primary task was to recruit people.

With Harbin Institute of Technology's current resources, recruiting technical engineers specializing in aircraft manufacturing should not be a problem at all.

Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group (CAC) and Shenyang Aircraft Corporation (SAC) certainly couldn't refuse the resources from Harbin Institute of Technology (HIT), whether it was foreign exchange or other resources, which were beyond what CAC and SAC could compare to.

After finalizing the matter, Wang Duoyu thought to himself, "Shenyang Aircraft Corporation's experts must be having trouble sleeping now that they know about this."
Are you trying to covet the technological achievements of Harbin Institute of Technology?
I've said it's unnecessary for the J-8. Installing stealth coating on the J-8 would be a complete waste. The J-10, on the other hand, would be barely acceptable.

Pity!
If that's the case, then Harbin Institute of Technology might as well do it themselves.

To improve a fighter jet that's around Mach 2.5, you can just design any engine and put twin engines on it.

Large tonnage means strong performance!
If possible, Wang Duoyu would like to go straight for a three-engine project, but a three-engine project is too ambitious. It is not feasible to go straight for it now, and there are no breakthroughs in many aspects of technology, such as materials. It is easy to launch a three-engine project, but it would take thirty or forty years to develop it.

Then we might as well wait a little longer.

There is no such thing as overtaking on a curve in industry. Just like the current Mach 5 fighter jet, the research and development alone has already exhausted a lot of Wang Duoyu's efforts.

Even so, many people still want to take advantage of the situation.

Sigh, this is really difficult!

When Wang Duoyu returned to the teachers' villa area, he saw Wang Junhong crying again.

Wang Meili, standing to the side, had a frosty expression on her face; she was probably furious too.

Where is Xiaoli?

"Xiaoli went to the hospital; he made her stomach hurt."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

After Wang Duoyu finished speaking, he turned around and went out again.

Liu Xiaoli's anger was something Wang Duoyu had never expected, after all, Wang Junhong was not her biological son.

But he forgot that Wang Junhong was practically raised by Liu Xiaoli.

After weaning, in August of 1981, Wang Meili and her sister Wang Meihe helped take care of Wang Junhong. At this time, Liu Xiaoli also joined in and helped take care of the child.

Wang Jun'an was born on January 9, 1984. By then, Wang Junhong was already three years old, and she took care of the little guy for more than two years.

Therefore, Liu Xiaoli has already treated Wang Junhong as her own son, and after Wang Junan was born, she tried her best to treat them equally, and even favored Wang Junhong more often.

Therefore, although Wang Junhong's trouble this time was a close call, it did terrify Liu Xiaoli.

And coincidentally, she was heavily pregnant and about to give birth.

When Wang Duoyu arrived at the affiliated hospital, Liu Xiaoli had already been taken into the operating room.

"Professor Wang, you need to be mentally prepared. The woman was already hemorrhaging when she was brought in. We have already coordinated with several doctors to conduct a surgical consultation."

Upon being informed of this situation, Wang Duoyu's heart sank, and he calmly said:
"Is she doing alright now?"

"There was a massive hemorrhage just now, and the situation was extremely critical. Fortunately, several doctors from our clinic were there, and the situation should be stable now, because they would have notified me if anything had happened."

Upon hearing this, Wang Duoyu nodded in gratitude.

Unable to enter the operating room, he could only wait anxiously in the corridor.

The doctor who had reported the situation to him then went inside.

This is the current situation; it's not just that the severe bleeding has led to a miscarriage, but it could also threaten Liu Xiaoli's life.

Ugh!
One unexpected thing after another.

"Brother, don't worry too much, Xiaoli will definitely be fine."

Wang Meihe comforted her from the side.

"Why don't you go back first? It's just your sister at home, and I'm a little worried about her."

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

His sister didn't say anything, just nodded and went home.

It's indeed worrying to see Wang Meili at home, because she's not as composed as her sister when it comes to doing things.

After standing outside the operating room for a while, Wang Duoyu didn't receive any updates from the doctors. Instead, he was greeted by Liu Deben and the others.

"Duoyu, how is she? Is she alright?"

Liu Deben, Lü Gongliang, and Han Jue all arrived. They were in the office continuing to discuss the details of the Heilongjiang Aircraft Manufacturing Plant when they received a phone call.

Since it concerned Wang Duoyu, they were naturally very worried.

If anything happens to Liu Xiaoli, it will definitely affect Wang Duoyu's condition.

Take the incident in Beijing as an example. Liu Deben also learned from Li Rui about Wang Duoyu's donation to the public security department and Wang Duoyu's suggestion to issue ID cards to children under the age of seven.

And this was all because little Wang Junhong almost went missing.

So, if something happens to Liu Xiaoli, I really don't know what will happen to Wang Duoyu.

After all, Liu Xiaoli is pregnant with a baby.

"It's alright, I don't know the specifics right now," Wang Duoyu said, shaking his head.

"Yes, she's bound to be lucky and nothing will happen to her, Duoyu, don't worry too much," Lü Gongliang comforted her.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't worried, but Wang Duoyu still listened to the other person's comforting words.

Moreover, Wang Duoyu is a relatively stable person emotionally. It's fine this time since nothing happened, but if something unexpected were to occur...
He should have waited until Wang Junhong was fully recovered before returning to Bingcheng. That way, even if Liu Xiaoli found out about it, she could have vented her anger by beating up Wang Junhong.

Ugh!
Unfortunately, Wang Duoyu underestimated Liu Xiaoli's feelings for the little guy Wang Junhong.

Time ticked by, and Liu Deben and the others were persuaded to leave by Wang Duoyu, leaving him alone to wait outside the operating room.

But before the operating room doors even opened, Meng Pinggu and Liu Zhensheng arrived immediately.

Who informed them?
(End of this chapter)