Back in 1978, I was admitted to Northwestern Polytechnical University.

Chapter 48 A Huge Sum of One Thousand Dollars
It was past 10 p.m. when Qin Liang left the Capital Aviation Academy. A group of teachers stood outside the office building to see him off to his car. This honor left the students watching around them speechless.

"When the mayor visited our school last time, Teacher Yu didn't see him off at the door, did she?"

"What's a mayor? When central leaders came down to visit, Professor Ning said he was doing research and didn't even attend the symposium!"

It's amazing that all these teachers are sending their students to Qin Liang!

Among the crowd, a girl wearing a pale yellow trench coat stood out with bright, sparkling eyes.

"Duoduo, why are you still here? We should go, or we'll miss our flight!"

The girl turned her head and looked at the middle-aged woman in front of her: "Mom, can't we stay a few more days?"

“Of course not. Mom came to Dongfang to introduce the TOEFL exam, which is a crucial exam for international students. Dongfang has already started sending students abroad, but the TOEFL exam can only be taken in the United States, which would be a huge obstacle to studying abroad. As overseas Chinese, we have an obligation to help Dongfang introduce the TOEFL exam. The introduction here is finished, and next we'll go to Egypt…”

"I still love it here, the Forbidden City, the Great Wall, Tiananmen Square... Mom, it's all your fault, Qin Liang is gone!"

Qin Liang watched the car drive out of the campus, his feelings complicated. If someone from Beihang University came to find him that day, would he choose to join Beihang University?
Forget it, being able to live again is already a blessing, why think about anything else? I wonder if these professors at Beihang University can actually implement what they suggested, and increase the engine thrust to over six tons, or even seven tons...

Airplane terminal, guesthouse.

Seeing Qin Liang return, Old Tu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness you're back. If you hadn't come back..."

"So what? Are you going to poach people from Beihang University?"

“Yes, I brought you out of Northwestern Polytechnical University, so I have to bring you back.” Professor Tu’s expression was very serious: “What did you talk about? Did they mention that you should transfer to another school?”

"Even if they want it, Northwestern Polytechnical University has to let it go. It's nothing, we just chatted with the teachers and students of Beihang University."

As Qin Liang spoke, he took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack. Just then, with a thud, an envelope fell down.

Old Tu glanced at it: "Where did this letter come from?"

"It's nothing, it was just during the discussion..."

and many more!

Why is the area around the envelope so green? What's inside...?

Qin Liang quickly picked up the envelope. Several pieces of paper were already sticking out. He pulled out the paper and saw the portrait of a foreigner. He had a wide forehead and his hair was messy and unruly. He looked like a monkey.

Franklin?

One hundred dollars?
Qin Liang took all the green coins out of the envelope.

One, two, three... ten! A full ten bills, a thousand dollars!
Old Tu was also stunned: "Where... did this come from?"

Although Qin Liang had earned money from his papers, he only received a prize of 200 RMB. He manipulated the manuscript fees, turning them into chips and sending them to the mathematics department. He didn't care about the money; having too much money now wasn't a good thing. He would wait a few months until the policies were finalized.

And that thousand dollars in front of him instantly made him a tycoon! He dared to say that he was the only individual in the entire country with a thousand dollars in foreign exchange!
What is that girl's identity? She's definitely not a student at Beihang University, and she's not even from the East!

He had an urge to call and ask, but... if he called, he'd definitely have to hand over the thousand dollars! Handing it over was easy, but getting a re-application would be difficult. Next...

"What do you plan to do?" Old Tu continued to ask.

"Old Tu, are we going abroad soon?"

“Yes!” “Then we should keep this money; it can be used in emergencies.”

Old Tu swallowed hard: "Fine, you keep it. If anything goes wrong, just blame it on me!"

Boom boom boom!
Hearing the knock on the door, the two of them became anxious. Who could it be? In the middle of the night, it couldn't be anything good!

"Old Tu, Old Tu, it's me, Old Gu! Open the door!"

Old Tu saw Qin Liang stuff the foreign exchange back into the envelope and put it under the mattress before he got up to open the door.

"Hmm, wait a minute!"

Old Gu came in, his face full of excitement: "Old Tu, it's been decided from above. We'll go to Egypt in three days, and we'll bring back a MiG-21 and a MiG-23!"

Three days later! And the higher-ups are still in such a hurry!
Looking at Old Master Gu's expression, I guess he's anxious?

"This is classified information, you..."

"Yes, it's classified, but the higher-ups have decided that you and Qin Liang will both go!"

Qin Liang was stunned: "Me? What can I do?"

"Go out and broaden your horizons." Old Gu looked at Qin Liang: "Qin Liang, I strongly supported your decision to go abroad with the delegation this time. An outstanding talent like you should go abroad to broaden your horizons. Our delegation has a total of twelve people, and many people want to go but don't have the opportunity!"

In this era, opportunities to go abroad are indeed rare. Countless people would do anything to go abroad, let alone Egypt. Even going to Myanmar would feel like something to be proud of.

Old Gu was obviously giving Qin Liang face by saying that. If the Super 7 project succeeds, Qin Liang will quickly gain a foothold in the aviation industry. Due to the ten years that followed, there was a talent gap, and young people like Qin Liang are highly valued by many.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Gu."

Actually, Qin Liang didn't feel anything about this trip abroad. After all, it was just buying two second-hand airplanes, disassembling them and bringing them back. In the end, apart from the nose section, the rest were useless.

The MiG-23's radar? Its performance is too poor, throw it away!

The MiG-23's engine? It's a turbojet, how disgusting!
MiG-21? Hehehe...

In fact, the R-29-300 engine is quite useful, after all, its maximum afterburning thrust is as high as 12.5 tons, which is in the same class as the WP-300 engine. In history, there have been imitations of this engine, which were even given the designation WP-15.

However... most aviation professionals wouldn't accept it. After all, what era are we living in? Who would want an outdated turbojet engine? Even if the WS-6 is scrapped, there's still the WS-10!

As it turns out, if it weren't for Lin Biao's efforts to bring back the Su-27, and the higher-ups' insistence on replacing the J-10 with the third-generation WS-10, the J-10 might have really been delayed by the immature WS-10 engine!
Now that I'm here, should I push forward with the development of the WP-15 turbojet engine?

"Qin Liang, Qin Liang?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Old Gu said that everyone going abroad this time will be given a new suit. Let's go to Wangfujing together tomorrow!"

"Oh." In this era, there are many benefits to becoming a citizen of the country; you don't even have to spend your own money on clothes!

After seeing Elder Gu off, Elder Tu looked at Qin Liang with a complicated expression: "What were you thinking just now?"

"I'm thinking... is there any chance we could sell our J-7 fighter jets to the Egyptians? Mr. Gu, do you think I'd be punished if I revealed the J-7 project to the Egyptians?"

(End of this chapter)