Start with a blacksmith shop.

A round of enthusiastic applause erupted from the ground, and many young people jumped up excitedly.

The old men were also flushed with excitement, clapping their hands.

"Lieutenant Wang, maintain this altitude."

Please tell me how much oil we have left.

How long can the fuel last if we continue flying?

The calmest person on the field was Old Master Yan, who held the microphone and asked the test pilot in the sky.

"Chief Engineer Yan, the aircraft's fuel is estimated to allow it to fly for another forty minutes."

I feel this aircraft still has untapped potential, it's just that the engines aren't quite up to par!

As a test pilot, I can sense any dissatisfaction with the aircraft.

So before Lieutenant Wang even went down, he immediately expressed his feelings.

Chief Designer Yan did not show much disappointment upon hearing the pilot's feedback; it was all within his expectations.

He installed the engine, which he had taken from the motorcycle, onto the plane, just to give it a try.

He never imagined that an aircraft equipped with two engines could achieve such results.

"Okay, I understand, Lieutenant Wang. You decide when to land. It's up to you."

Lieutenant Wang was flying the plane intently at an altitude of nearly six thousand meters.

It circled the factory in the sky for more than ten minutes and saw that the remaining fuel was just right.

Lieutenant Wang turned off the engine limiting switch, pulled down the throttle valve, and reduced the throttle.

He pressed the control stick, the nose of the plane was pointed at the ground, and the flight altitude was slowly decreasing.

Slowly, under Lieutenant Wang's control, the plane circled down from an altitude of 5780 meters to an altitude of 800 meters.

At this point, Lieutenant Wang could already see the situation on the runway through the small window.

The plane continued its descent, finally reaching an altitude where it could land.

They pressed the nose down towards the runway, and the plane flew towards it.

The landing gear deployed from the wings and fuselage, the plane's wheels touched the ground, and it bounced once on the runway.

Lieutenant Wang quickly stabilized the aircraft, and the spoilers on the wings deployed.

The plane continued to taxi on the runway for less than 300 meters before coming to a complete stop.

The moment the plane braked, everyone in the control tower on the ground excitedly ran towards it.

On the plane, Lieutenant Wang removed his headset, communicator, and other equipment.

He took a deep breath, turned off all the power to the equipment, and then got up from the driver's seat.

He opened the hatch, and a ladder unfolded from the fuselage. Lieutenant Wang walked down the ladder.

At that moment, many old men ran up to the plane.

An old man ran over first and gave Lieutenant Wang a big hug.

"Xiao Wang, how's it going? Are you getting used to flying this plane?"

"You don't know, Old Yan just warned me that if he asks you anything later, you should pin the blame on me!"

It turned out that this old man was none other than Old Man Zhou, who had explained the aircraft parameters to Lieutenant Wang earlier.

The successful test flight of the aircraft brought great joy to everyone at Hongdu Aircraft Manufacturing Plant.

But the engine manufacturer knew nothing of this joy, nor did the aircraft designers.

He was lying on the sofa in the office, his head resting on a pair of long legs.

"How can you be so lazy? Are you just planning to stay holed up in the office all the time?"

Why don't you go take a walk around the workshop, or find something to do for yourself?

"Staying in this state isn't a solution. Why don't you come with me to improve the car's infotainment system?"

Li Yun played with Li Zhenhua's ears with both hands. His ears were already red from being rubbed, but he still didn't get off those beautiful legs.

He rubbed his thighs together to find a comfortable spot before speaking to Li Yun.

"Hehehe, if I go to the workshop, wouldn't that be stealing the fat guy's job? So I'm not going."

As for going with you, that's even more out of the question. My mediocre skills would only cause you more trouble.

Let me rest in this office for a while. When I find something that interests me, I'll be more enthusiastic than anyone else.

He embodied the essence of salted fish perfectly; no matter how busy the factory was, it had nothing to do with him.

"Oh dear, how could I have ever fallen for such a worthless piece of trash like you? I must have been blind."

Li Yun was at her wit's end; she couldn't persuade him anymore, so she just let him be.

Li Zhenhua had absolute trust in the company's other two shareholders.

Moreover, it wasn't just about trust; he knew both of his partners were intelligent people.

Although the company has now experienced significant growth, with its size increasing exponentially.

For some people who only care about immediate gains, the temptation is irresistible, and they might try to secretly embezzle company funds.

But Guo Shugui and Liu Xiaodong knew the true nature of the company.

That's all about Li Zhenhua. Everything in the company is built around him.

Therefore, even if they lose the company, they will still maintain their relationship with Li Zhenhua.

That's the source of his confidence to dare to sell salted fish.

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That day, Li Zhenhua was lying on the sofa in his office, thinking of finding something to do.

His phone rang, but when he picked it up, he didn't recognize the number at all.

He always hangs up on unfamiliar phone numbers.

Guo Shugui handles the company's external affairs, Liu Xiaodong handles internal affairs, and Li Yun is there to patch things up, so he's not worried about what impact hanging up the phone might have on the company.

I hung up the phone and continued to ponder my interrupted train of thought, but then the phone rang again.

I held the phone up to my eyes again; the number was still the same. I pressed the hang-up button again, and the phone went silent once more.

The phone rang for the third time, and the number was still the same.

Having his train of thought interrupted, and with nothing else to do, he became interested in the person who had called him.

He pressed the answer button, then pressed the speakerphone button, put the phone aside, and lay down on the sofa to answer the call.

"Hello, are you Mr. Li Zhenhua?"

"Hello, this is me, I don't buy insurance!"

The moment the other person said his name, he immediately blocked their path from behind.

In his experience, people who know his name are generally insurance agents, bank employees selling wealth management products, and real estate agents.

"You've misunderstood. We're not selling insurance, we..."

"It's Bank of China, right? Sorry, I don't buy financial products!"

"We are not~"

"Still not right? Then I won't buy a house!"

The person on the other end of the phone heard Li Zhenhua's languid voice coming through the receiver.

Having been interrupted three times in a row, he felt a surge of anger and frustration.

His voice grew increasingly impatient as he shouted into the phone.

"Please don't interrupt me anymore, can you let me finish!"

The sudden roar startled Li Zhenhua, who was lying on the sofa.