Rebirth of the Flying Era

Qin Jingrou avoided Qin Huairou's outstretched hand and said dullly: "Sister, I don't have a fever!"

Qin Huaiju said: "You don't have a fever. What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qin Jingrou sighed quietly: "It's all fate. I thought that when I went to college, I would always meet someone who, even if he was not better than him, would always be as good as him. Who knew..."

Speaking of this, Qin Jingrou couldn't help but pout, thinking about those classmates, she felt even more complicated.

It’s not that they are not good, but they are more expensive than others, so it’s just a matter of comparison.

How do those so-called young talents compare with Du Fei?

However, Qin Jingrou compared Du Fei to pick and choose, and her height and appearance eliminated 99% of the others.

There are a few who can barely get by, either because they already have families, or because they have other problems.

As a result, in the past two years, Qin Jingrou was studying and searching, and in the end she still felt that her brother Du Fei was the best.

Originally, she just thought about it in her mind.

But tonight, when I returned to the courtyard, Qin Huairou didn't come back either.

Qin Jingrou cooked a meal for the children and guessed that Qin Huairou might be here, leaving Banggun'er to watch her sister at home while she rode over to take a look.

Finally, when I entered the house and took a look, coupled with the smell in the house, I still didn't know what was going on.

Qin Jingrou sat on the edge of the kang, looking at Qin Huairou sleeping sweetly. She had mixed feelings in her heart, but somehow she managed to express what was in her heart.

When the matter was made clear, Qin Jingrou simply stopped being coy: "Sister, I've really thought about it. I accept being his little one. Please help me, okay?"

Qin Huairou looked embarrassed.

It's not that she's afraid of competing for favor or anything, Du Fei is not hers alone anyway.

Speaking of which, if Qin Jingrou and the two sisters were there to serve Du Fei together, Du Fei might be able to miss them even more.

What she worries about is that Qin Jingrou will regret it in the future.

Once you take this step, you will never regret it.

Qin Huairou said earnestly: "Jingrou, I know what you are thinking, and I will definitely help you..."

Although she was worried, Qin Huairou did not directly dissuade or remind her, but first stood on the other side's side.

Sure enough, Qin Jingrou immediately relaxed a lot: "Sister, are you serious?"

Qin Huairou deliberately glared at her: "When have I ever lied to you?"

Then the conversation changed: "However, you can't be anxious about this matter. Although women chase men and they are separated by love, Du Fei's situation is different. There is no shortage of women around him. Besides, his first wife is not a loser. You can see what she looks like. However, her figure and appearance are no worse than ours, and she is still the proud daughter of Yan University. To put it bluntly, if we put the two sisters together, they will never be equal to anyone else."

Qin Jingrou pursed her lips. Although she was a little unconvinced, she could not refute without conscience.

Even though she is still a college student now, Zhu Ting is a serious student who got admitted to Yanda University.

It's completely different from a college student like her.

As for family, let alone that.

Qin Huairou said again: "But you are not without advantages."

As he said this, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Qin Jingrou.

"Ouch!" Qin Jingrou was startled and said angrily: "Sister, what are you doing!"

Qin Huairou smiled and said: "This is your advantage. Du Fei likes this. You are older than me and Zhu Ting. I'm afraid he has been thinking about it for a long time. But he still has a conscience and knows that you She is a yellow flower girl, she is in charge of her belt, and she will not harm you."

Qin Jingrou knew her advantages and subconsciously thought of Du Fei, with a shy picture popping up in her mind.

His face turned red instantly, and he couldn't help but breathe quickly.

Qin Huairou saw this and secretly lamented that women were not allowed to stay in college. Now that Qin Jingrou was in her twenties, when it came time to miss a man, she couldn't stop her even if she wanted to.

But she couldn't make up her mind about what to do in this situation.

He could only drag him away first, then turn around and throw it directly to Du Fei.

If he wants to, he can take this girl. If he doesn't want to, let him talk to Qin Jingrou himself.

Why should he worry about the romantic debts he incurred...

On the other side, Du Fei didn't know that there was a new situation in Qin Jingrou's place.

He walked out of Mianmian Hutong and walked under the Xinh Society Building, just in time for Zhu Ting to get off work.

When she came out and saw Du Fei waiting outside, Zhu Ting's eyes lit up and she trotted over.

But in this era, there is no such thing as running around, hugging each other, and then turning around again.

Zhu Ting ran over and stopped in front of Du Fei. She held up her hands, looked at each other and said "Come back".

Du Fei said "Yeah": "I'm back~ Let's go home!"

The two returned home, and Du Fei saw his son teasing him again.

The little guy is plump and babbling, and he can already call his mother.

After a while, I learned that Du Fei was coming back today, and Zhu's father came back from get off work early, and the family had a meal together.

After dinner, Du Fei was called to the study.

"Dad, should you smoke or drink tea today?" Du Fei asked with a smile.

Dad Zhu said: "I just drank a few more sips of winter melon soup. Let's take a few sips~"

Du Fei said "Hey" and took out a box of cigars from the cabinet.

Dad Zhu picked up the cigar cutter and asked while lowering his head to cut the cigar: "What are your thoughts on going to Nanyang this time? Tell me~"

Then he handed the cigar cutters to Du Fei, picked up the match and turned it around to light the cigar.

Du Fei took it familiarly and replied: "Dad, I really have a lot of ideas to report to you during this trip."

Dad Zhu lit the cigar and took a short puff, letting the smoke roll in his mouth twice and slowly exhaled: "Say~"

Du Fei lit the match and lit the cigar, but was not busy smoking. He said slowly: "The first one is the ink pad. The foundation of Suharto over there is very weak. On the surface, it looks very strong. In fact, He is a paper tiger that can be broken by a poke and is unpopular. Just like this time, when faced with Surabaya, Pontianak, and Nusa Tengga, he doesn’t have many effective countermeasures at all.”

Dad Zhu nodded. In fact, many people had not thought of this before.

Of course, the biggest reason is that the Independence Palace was destroyed, which caused a huge chain reaction.

This put Suharto in an extremely passive position from the beginning.

"More..." Du Fei hesitated for a moment, but continued: "I think the support for Yue Nan should be appropriately reduced or stopped."

Dad Zhu was slightly surprised: "Tell me the reason."

Du Fei took a sip of his cigar and organized his speech a little: "From the last batch of red-eye anti-aircraft missiles that I was able to buy from South Vietnam, it is not difficult to see that the corruption in South Vietnam has reached a very serious level. Now it is all supported by the American people." In one breath, once the Meguo people give up, failure will be at their fingertips.”

Dad Zhu nodded, he also agreed with this point.

Du Fei added: "The Meguo people have almost reached their limit. They have deep internal conflicts and are anti-war everywhere. If they can't hold on for long, they will definitely find a way to get out. Why is the Bush family willing to cooperate with us on the textile factory project? Didn't you get much opposition? To put it bluntly, I just want to be more dignified when I leave, and I hope I can make it easier."

Dad Zhu frowned slightly and said nothing.

Du Fei said: "Once we get to that point, the division of North and South Vietnam will inevitably be broken. By that time..."

At this point, Du Fei couldn't help but snorted: "Dad, tell me, a Vietnam with hundreds of millions of people and millions of troops, the people's livelihood inside is in decline, and there is no external investment, what will they do?"

Dad Zhu took a breath of air.

Du Fei continued: "Back then, Vietnam, Laos, and Cambodia were all Indo-China colonies of Faguo. Do you think they would follow Indochina's example and fully inherit the colonial legacy? They would just plunder external resources and pass on internal conflicts."

Dad Zhu took a deep breath from his cigar and fell into deep thought.

Du Fei said: "If that happens, can we agree? They can't give in on this issue..."

Dad Zhu's face became more and more gloomy.

In the end, Du Fei did not forget to put in the last weight: "What's more, there is Su Ge. They probably want our neighbors to be uneasy."

Having said this, Du Fei stopped talking.

After thinking about it, Dad Zhu said in a deep voice: "Write an article about this later. Be more rigorous and don't be fooled."

Du Fei immediately understood that Father Zhu wanted to pave the way for him and establish a persona with an international perspective.

Although Du Fei had made many wonderful remarks before, what he said did not count, what was written on paper was the truth.

Du Fei quickly thanked him.

Dad Zhu said: "Thank you for nothing, you deserve this. What are your next plans for Nanyang?"

Du Fei was confident: "There shouldn't be a big problem with Jiang Dingsheng. Kalimantan is an outer island after all, not the core area of ​​Suharto. As long as we transport this batch of equipment there, we should have no problem taking West Kalimantan. As for As for Surabaya, it’s hard to say. Surabaya’s strength and foundation are stronger than Pontianak, but the relationship between the families is complicated. Now life and death are at stake. It’s okay to share the same enemy. But when the situation stabilizes in the future, I’m afraid I’m in danger of causing trouble for Xiao Qiang.”

Dad Zhu generally agreed with Du Fei's view and said with emotion: "Human nature is like this, you can't force it..."

After coming out of Dad Zhu's study, Du Fei returned upstairs.

Zhu Ting had already put her child to sleep, and she herself felt fragrant.

Seeing Du Fei coming back, he couldn't help but roll his eyes: "What did you tell our dad? It took you so long?"

Du Fei chuckled and said, "Are you in a hurry?"

Zhu Ting's face turned red.

Du Fei took off his coat and went out with a hot water bottle: "Wait for me to wash my face and I'll take care of you when I get back."

A few minutes later, Du Fei came back and found Zhu Ting wrapped in a quilt with only her head outside.

Du Fei's heart moved, and he immediately got into bed hehehehehe.

Sure enough, it was all slippery, and Zhu Ting was already naked...

Fortunately, Du Fei's physique was amazing. Even though he just went to Qin Huairou's place in the afternoon, he was still better.

Zhu Ting's eyes were as charming as silk, and she leaned lazily on his shoulder.

Because she was thinking about it just now and was afraid of waking up the child, she kept shouting and almost bit her lip.

After he regained his breath, he couldn't help but reached out and patted Du Fei: "You little beast..."

Du Fei laughed and said nothing.

After a few moments, Zhu Ting was upset by him again and said angrily: "No, I have to go to work tomorrow~ Wait for tomorrow night, you can talk to me."

Du Fei is also strong on the outside but strong on the inside. Zhu Ting and Qin Huairou are both physically stronger than the average person. If he has to deal with two of them in a row in one day, even he will have weak legs.

Taking the opportunity, he said: "By the way, this time I went out and met the second sister."

Zhu Ting was stunned and quickly asked: "How is she?"

Du Fei said: "In Lijiapo, it looks okay. Although he has lost weight, he is still in good spirits."

Zhu Ting sighed: "Look at the fate of the second sister, who would have thought that she would end up like this two years ago. By the way, does she have any colleagues over there that she likes?"

Du Fei said helplessly: "How could I know this? We came and went in such a hurry that we didn't even say a few words."

Zhu Ting was a little disappointed, and was about to say something else, when suddenly there was a "ah" sound, and Xiao Zhengze started to cry.

Another rush...

The next day, Du Fei rode the sidecar motorcycle.

First send Zhu Ting to the unit, and then return to the fire equipment company.

As soon as I entered the door, I happened to meet Zhou Xiaobai, who had just arrived.

This girl looked like a deer and immediately jumped over: "Manager, you are back! What good things have you brought this time?"

Du Fei glared at her: "I went to work, not traveling."

Zhou Xiaobai pouted, just as Zhang Wenzhong came out of the office and saw Du Fei coming over to greet him.

Zhou Xiaobai wisely left, and Zhang Wenzhong and Du Fei went to the back office.

There had been no one for more than half a month, and with coal burning in the winter, the office was covered in a layer of dust.

Zhang Wenzhong wanted to help clean up, but Du Fei waved his hand.

Let him first talk about the situation in the unit these days.

Zhang Wenzhong carried his notebook with him, and Du Fei kept talking as he gathered it.

First of all, it should be said that Comrade Vasily's ability is really not a boast.

In the days since Du Fei left, portable anti-aircraft missiles have been developed.

And there are two versions directly.

One needs to purchase electronic components from foreign countries. The weight is about the same as the 'Red Eye' and the 'Holy Grail', and the performance is also very different. It can be exported and sold to the East and Southeast.

These are ready orders.

The second is to use the existing domestic supply chain to create a two-person version of the 'portable air defense missile'.

Because this kind of missile cannot use integrated circuits, its size and launcher have increased.

The total weight reaches fifty kilograms and requires at least two soldiers to split and transport it.

Before launching, it must be assembled before launching.

Apart from this shortcoming, the range and hit rate of other missiles are no worse than the 'export version'.

Even because of some characteristics of electronic tubes, this 'bulky' portable missile is even better in terms of reliability.

Du Fei didn't expect Vasily to move so quickly. He just went out and saw the results.

As for the tractor factory, all 20 tanks specially supplied to Lebanese aid Korea have rolled off the production line. They have already been taken to the New Oriental School for training and running-in, and they will be loaded and shipped to Yunnan in at most half a month.

At the same time, the development work of the tank chassis presided over by Sun Qiwen was finally completed.

Next, we can finally produce genuine knock-off T62 tanks.

Because Li Yuanchao was in urgent need, this batch of twenty tanks was actually a Type 59 chassis with a T62 turret. In order to rush for time, some performance requirements had to be sacrificed.

The most important thing is that Li Yuanchao is a member of his own family, and some things can be discussed behind closed doors.

Tanks sold to other people don't dare to fool people like this.

Originally, the next step was to place an order for Biya, but Du Fei in Nanyang had already promised to add a stopper to the Huang family.

According to the previous agreement, after Du Fei comes back, within a week at most, someone will be sent there to learn how to drive a tank.

After saying this, Zhang Wenzhong licked his lips and lowered his voice slightly: "Manager, you should have known this for a long time, right?"

"What do you know?" Du Fei responded without raising his head.

Zhang Wenzhong said: "I heard that a larger fire equipment equipment consortium will be established based on our company?"

Du Fei nodded: "There is such a thing."

Zhang Wenzhong breathed a sigh of relief. Since Du Fei knew about it, he must have made arrangements in advance, and it was not someone who wanted to pick peaches.

This puts him at ease.

Du Fei had finished cleaning up, put down the rag and went to wash his hands at the washstand, and said with a smile: "Lao Zhang, don't worry, you are the veteran of our unit, even if a new joint venture is established, you will definitely have a place. ."

Zhang Wenzhong smiled: "Manager, don't worry, I will definitely guard this stall for you."

Du Fei asked: "Have you heard that the higher-ups are planning to give us which factories?"

Zhang Wenzhong calmed down his expression and said: "There are many rumors, but I estimate that the factories with good profits will definitely not be happy, and the ministries and commissions will not let go. We can't take the factories that are too bad. They are probably like the 8270 factory or the tractor factory, or they are support The third line was dismantled and scattered, or it was a factory that was not taken seriously by the local area.”

Du Fei nodded, it was pretty much what he thought.

It's not that Du Fei is belittling himself.

When Dad Zhu told him this intention, Du Fei had guessed that it would be impossible to give him a good factory.

In addition to the two reasons mentioned by Zhang Wenzhong, another one is Du Fei's level.

Any factory with a certain scale and good profitability can take the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill as an example.

Li Mingfei, the factory director, is already at the department level, and Du Fei is now at the division level.

If we really want to merge, who will listen to whom?

What Du Fei wants is workers and equipment to increase tank production capacity as soon as possible.

This matter involves all aspects and cannot be solved overnight.

Du Fei estimated that the National People's Congress would have to be held at the earliest before there would be any results.

Du Fei then called Director Yang and Zhang Xiangdong of the tractor factory respectively.

He told them that he was back, and also urged the two factories to work overtime. This time there was a new order, and it was still a big order worth tens of millions.

When Director Yang and Zhang Xiangdong heard this, they felt as if they had been injected with blood.

I put down the phone and looked at the accounts sent by the Finance Department.

Yu Jiajia already had a financial background. During this time, she learned a lot from Zheng Qingchun, a financial expert, and her abilities improved a lot.

Du Fei just looked at it briefly, reached into the drawer, and with a thought in his mind, he took out a letter.

"This is the reply letter written by Teacher Wang and Xinxin to you."

Yu Jiajia quickly took it.

Du Fei reminded: "Put it away and don't let anyone see it."

Yu Jiajia nodded quickly. In this era, communicating with Xiangjiang in private can be a big or small matter.

Du Fei took out another cloth bag and said, "This is a gift from Lao Chen and Teacher Wang to you and Little Putao."

Yu Jiajia took it, it was heavy in her hand, and her nose felt sore thinking of her mother.

But this place is really not a place for crying.

Otherwise, when she goes out later, others will think that Du Fei got her hooked.

Yu Jiajia took a deep breath and held back her tears.

Putting the letter in his pocket, he took back the account book and hurried back to the front yard.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhou Xiaobai's eyes were sharp.

When Yu Jiajia went to deliver the account books just now, she didn't have a bag with her.

I couldn't help but think, could it be given by Du Fei?

When she came in the morning, she asked if she had brought any gifts. Du Fei said no. Did he prepare a separate gift for Yu Jiajia?

Zhou Xiaobai instantly became interested, blinked at Yu Jiajia, and secretly speculated in his heart, could there be adultery?

But when I thought about it again, I felt it was impossible.

Yu Jiajia is usually very clean and self-possessed, and I don't see any special relationship between her and Du Fei at work.

But you have to say it’s not the case~

Yu Jiajia is indeed beautiful. It seems normal to have a daughter after a dead man, and to have something with Du Fei, a young and spirited leader.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help but glance at Yu Jiajia's bulging chest.

Looking down at himself again, he couldn't help but feel very discouraged.

Completely defeated.

Luo Yun on the side usually focused more than half of her energy on Zhou Xiaobai. She noticed that she was acting strange, so she came over and asked, "Xiaobai, what are you doing? You are so distracted."

Zhou Xiaobai came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "No, I didn't sleep well last night, I was a little distracted."

Although Luo Yun is her best friend, Zhou Xiaobai knows what's appropriate and keeps his mouth shut.

After all, it is unfounded and it would not be good for Du Fei or Jiajia if word spread.

Besides, she doesn't have a tutor who talks nonsense.

On the other side, Du Fei was busy until noon.

Without riding a bicycle, I walked along Di'anmen Street, crossed Shichahai and returned to the vicinity of Nanluogu Lane.

I went to see Qin Huairou yesterday, and of course I couldn't ignore Wang Yufen.

Du Fei called Wang Yufen in the morning and told him to come over this afternoon.

Du Fei arrived at the small courtyard with ease.

Wang Yufen had been waiting at home for a long time. Chicken and mushrooms were stewed in the kitchen, and two cold dishes and two hot dishes were prepared in the room.

When Du Fei came in, he just happened to bring the casserole for stewing soup.

Compared with Qin Huairou's rush yesterday, Wang Yufen received the call early in the morning and got ready early today.

He asked Du Fei to sit down, and took a bottle of Laofen wine, heated it with a small pot of warm wine, and said softly: "Master, take a sip, and don't leave this afternoon."

Du Fei had the same idea, he smiled and agreed to her.

Wang Yufen was very happy, turned around and winked: "Master, I will accompany you."

As he spoke, he took two wine cups and poured the steaming wine into them.

I don't know where Wang Yufen learned this tune from, but Du Fei enjoyed it and said hehe, "Then you feed me."

Wang Yufen looked at Shengsheng's appearance, made a promise, picked up the wine cup and put it to his mouth...

After having wine and food, eating and drinking enough, there is no need to talk about what happens next.

When Du Fei had combed Wang Yufen's hair properly, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and lay on the kang, his chest rising and falling.

Wang Yufen huddled beside her like a cat.

Du Fei gently rubbed her shoulder and asked if anything had happened these days.

Wang Yufen works in the branch and goes about her work step by step every day.

Since her grandfather died, her family has become more and more peaceful. Only Wang Xiaodong, her younger brother, is the only one who worries about her, and Du Fei was sent to New Oriental School.

Before coming today, Du Fei called the school specifically to ask.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaodong performed very well and studied and trained with Li Yuanchao's people.

Because he has good physical fitness and studies hard, his overall score is among the best.

Du Fei was surprised at first.

Later I found out that most of these people had only attended elementary school. Wang Xiaodong had attended junior high school, which was considered a high degree of education.

Du Fei knew that Wang Yufen was thinking about his younger brother, so when he told Wang Xiaodong's situation, Wang Yufen was very happy and said with a smile: "That brat finally looks good."

As he spoke, he gently rubbed his head against Du Fei: "Thank you. Without you, Xiaodong would not be what he would be like."

Du Feixin said of course you have to thank me.

Otherwise, Wang Xiaodong, who is so arrogant, will be dragged out to be shot before he reaches thirty years old...

Du Fei went to work on his first day and spent the entire afternoon stuck in Wenrou Township.

As a result, we received an uninvited guest the next day.

When Hasim saw Du Fei, he was about to complain to him: "Du..."

But Du Fei laughed, stepped forward and gave him a hug: "My friend, it's so nice to see you."

Hasim spread his hands helplessly: "My friend, I also want to be happy, but... you know, we lost two missiles and a shipment of cargo."

Hearing his emphasis on 'a shipment of goods', Du Fei didn't take it seriously.

Later, after unloading the cargo, Jiang Dingsheng put the Yilang cargo ship back.

So it's no secret that the weapons on board ended up in Kalimantan.

Du Fei said nonchalantly: "Hasim, you should understand that I just snatched some less important things from the robbers and let them play a better role later, isn't it?"

Hasim was speechless for a while. Although he had expected it, Du Fei's shameless face still made him feel a pain in his heart.

Du Fei patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be like this, we are friends, and we Chinese people never let our friends suffer."

Hashem's eyes lit up.

He had known that this loss could not be recovered by Du Fei, and this was not even the reason why Ka Dazuo asked him to come.

However, there is no harm in playing the tragedy card at this time. At least you can take some initiative.

Even if those two missiles did not fall into Du Fei's hands, it was a fact that all the other weapons in the ship were given away by Du Fei.

Du Fei turned back to make two cups of tea and asked, "Hasim, the other six missiles should have arrived, right?"

Hasim nodded, and he found another Panamanian cargo ship for the last two coins, which successfully arrived at Benghazi Port yesterday.

Du Fei said: "How is it? Omar has gone to see it in person, right?"

Hashem nodded again.

In fact, he just sent a telegram to Colonel Cardano at midnight last night.

Although it was not in person, looking at the wording of the telegram, it is not difficult to feel the excitement of Colonel Card.

No matter what you say, standing in front of a missile that is more than 20 meters high, especially if this missile still belongs to you, everyone will be excited, and Ka Dazuo is no exception.

But it also aroused his greater ambition.

In the telegram, Hashim was strictly ordered to find a way to get better missiles, preferably the same model that destroyed the Independence Palace.

As long as he can get it, no matter how many coins he has, Hashem will be the hero of Libya. If he goes back, he will be promoted and made rich.