Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

After eating and drinking his fill, Qin Yang departed. The 212 car from the Princess Tomb compound provided a ride, so Qin Yang didn't have to worry about drunk driving. After returning, he slept soundly until he woke up naturally, planning to relax for a few days before going on his trip to America.

After seeing Qin Yang off, the tipsiness completely vanished from Old Lin's face. He took heavy steps towards the Yellow Building.

"Old Lin, how did it go?"

"Old Lin, you have the best relationship with President Qin. With you taking the lead, it must have been a complete success, right?"

Everyone was lively and cheerful, but after seeing the unpleasant look on Old Lin's face, some finally began to sense that something was wrong.

"Old Lin, what's the result? Tell us!"

"The biggest problem is still funding," Old Lin said with some dejection. "In the end, it's because our country is still too poor."

"What's wrong with the funding? Don't we have bulletproof vests? We can trade them for it. At a few hundred yuan per set, our air force can still afford it."

"Everyone, what if Grumman Corporation gives us a high price?" Old Lin looked at everyone. "For example, what if they quote us several hundred million just to modify the nose?"

"Several hundred million? That's impossible!"

"Grumman Corporation wouldn't be that unscrupulous, would they?"

Everyone was surprised.

"We must be prepared," Old Lin said. "If the quotation is too high, then we can't proceed with this project. After all, we can't let the Americans profit from our valuable assets."

"Is it that difficult to change the side air intakes to a nose air intake? Back then, Factory 320 worked on the Q-5, and they didn't expend much effort to make the nose of the J-6 pointed. There's also the MiG-23's nose as a reference. How long have you all been at it? Do you want to end up like the J-8 and take twenty years? And now you want to freeload off of Factory 960? Don't take on a job if you don't have the skills!"

"Old Lin, you've had too much to drink."

"Old Lin, go back and rest first."

Old Lin glanced at everyone, then suddenly plopped down in a chair, snoring.

"Old Li, you know that Old Lin has been working hard for the modernization of the air force. He's been holding back a lot of anger," an air force leader said, trying to placate the person who had been scolded by Old Lin.

"I know. Our aviation industry is letting us down, repeatedly disappointing our air force. However, the J-8 wasn't finalized until 1979. We don't know how many difficulties were encountered during the research and development process. Now, changing the side air intakes, of course we have to be cautious. After all, we don't have experience. The J-6 was modified into the Q-5, but that was just breaking the sound barrier. Our J-8 is twice the speed of sound. We lack large supersonic wind tunnels. This is not the same level of difficulty at all! Now, spending some money to ask Grumman Corporation for help, we can also learn their design plans during the research process. Isn't that great?" Li Ming said, feeling very aggrieved.

In the field of aviation industry, the biggest contradiction is the high demands of the air force and the low level of the aviation industry. Old Lin was drunk just now, and that sentence was like a needle, piercing Li Ming's heart. How could he not know that the air force was dissatisfied with the aviation industry? It's already the 1980s, and they still don't have a fighter jet with a large nose and radar. But, the level of the aviation industry is just like this.

Now there's a good opportunity to learn from foreign aviation giants. This opportunity is too rare! So what if Factory 960 sells a few more bulletproof vests? This deal is completely worth it!

"Achoo!"

Qin Yang, who had just gotten out of the car, sneezed.

"Brother Yang, how much did you drink?" A voice came from his ear.

Qin Yang glanced at Nie Xiaoqian, whose face was full of concern. He originally wanted to puff out his chest: What is this little bit of wine? Old Lin wanted to get me drunk and then have me supply bulletproof vests at a low price. No way!

However, catching sight of Nie Xiaoqian's pretty profile, for some reason, the words changed when they reached his lips.

"I didn't drink much. How much is this? I can still drink, I can still drink!" Then, his body went limp, and he leaned towards Nie Xiaoqian.

"Yangzi!" Zhang Chao's figure appeared, supporting Qin Yang.

Qin Yang was annoyed. Good, you kid actually ruined my good deed. See how I make things difficult for you in the future.

"Teacher Nie, you should go back. It's so late. I can take care of Yangzi," Zhang Chao continued.

"Wah…" Qin Yang couldn't hold it back any longer and threw up on Zhang Chao, but nothing came out. He could only pretend.

"Chaozi, let me do it. Help Brother Yang to my room," Nie Xiaoqian said, feeling very sorry for him. If Qin Yang threw up in the middle of the night, Zhang Chao would definitely not be able to take good care of him.

Qin Yang was finally satisfied. Supported by Zhang Chao, he walked all the way to Nie Xiaoqian's room.

"Okay, Chaozi, you can go back first," Nie Xiaoqian said.

Zhang Chao was worried: "I, I…"

"You can't help either. I can take care of him alone," Nie Xiaoqian said, pouring water from the thermos into a basin, wetting a towel, and starting to wipe Qin Yang's face.

The sound of the door closing came from outside. Qin Yang enjoyed Nie Xiaoqian's care, feeling very comfortable.

It felt like there was a caterpillar on him? Nie Xiaoqian looked down and saw that a hand had already become restless.

Nie Xiaoqian was slightly angry. Good, I'm taking care of you, and you're actually taking advantage of me? But at this moment, she heard Qin Yang's slurred words: "Xiaoqian, is that you, Xiaoqian? It's so good to have you by my side…"

Nie Xiaoqian's heart warmed up again. It's said that people tell the truth after drinking. Brother Yang's heart really only has me.

She lowered her head, leaning next to Qin Yang. Qin Yang's restless hand took the opportunity to hug her, and the beauty was in his arms.

Nie Xiaoqian closed her eyes, smelling the scent of the man next to her. For some reason, she felt something more in her heart.

The next day.

When Nie Xiaoqian opened her eyes, she saw that the quilt had already been placed on her body. She was immediately shocked, but she reached out and touched her body, finding that her clothes were still on and nothing else had happened. Looking at the man next to her, she breathed a long sigh of relief. Brother Yang is a gentleman, he definitely wouldn't mess around. However, thinking about sleeping in bed with Brother Yang all night last night, she still felt a little shy.

The man next to her was still snoring rhythmically. She got up gently, first fetching a basin of water to wash Brother Yang's face.