The big era starts in 1983

Chapter 558 Incorporating a Research Team

Really want something.

When Bai Hao heard this request, he thought to himself that this thing is too expensive to describe.

The first reaction is to say no.

Therefore, Bai Hao told a bitter story:

"This one takes a year to order. The top-quality fabrics are hand-woven. Eight workers can only weave about ten centimeters a day."

"It's okay, I can wait."

Speaking of this, Bai Hao really had to agree, and immediately said:

"Okay, leave this to me."

After saying this, the phone was hung up.

Bai Hao knocked his head: "Oh, it's said that luxury goods in Gaul are expensive, but there is someone who knows the goods. I can't afford luxury goods from the Xia Kingdom. Jinsi makeup flowers are expensive!"

There are professional ones.

Meng Feifei said: "It's really expensive. It was exclusively used by the royal family in ancient times. There are at least [-] kinds of materials for a long skirt, and the gold wires must be hand-cut out of pure gold. I estimate the cost to be [-]."

Bai Hao looked at Zhao Tiehammer.

Zhao Tiechui said: "If I can really give the best and highest preferential treatment, I will give her a whole truckload of Yunjin Zhuanghua. If it can exceed Wa Island, I will pull five containers for her. The difference is not counted, only the tariffs, customs clearance, and transshipment. According to the current export volume of our No. [-] factory, the price difference is tens of millions of dollars."

Meng Feifei also said: "Unexpectedly, those old masters who are idle at home are going to show off their heat."

Bai Hao said: "Shoot it out and apply for World Heritage."

"Don't worry, we will make arrangements. Let's talk about the current matter first. You have a way of selling well. You can play around with the beautiful country. You will benefit from both sides of this matter."

Bai Hao put his hands on his hips and laughed: "What is this? When Mao Xiong has no money to pay, I will buy a fleet from them, and then Factory Nine will have the sixth largest fleet in the world."

"Silly!"

"Dream."

"Water in the head!"

A series of sprays came up.

However, everyone only thought Bai Hao was joking.

But Bai Hao didn't think so.

maybe.

possible.

perhaps!

Changing the fat house with water for the fleet, I can really do it myself.

It is best to add the semi-finished product.

This matter must be done.

On Maoxiong's side, Bai Hao explained that Ty-154 is not needed. For them, as long as they can exchange money, there is nothing wrong with it.

This time, even the Ty-95 with the non-civilian parts dismantled was given.

next time.

Bai Hao rubbed his hands and laughed.

He smiled.

But no one in the room was calm.

Hula all ran away.

What?
Go back and call.

Give each one a fight.

Luo Qianshi called the school and Liyang Feizao, and asked them to quickly organize manpower. As soon as Bai Hao's plane arrived, they would dismantle one in the name of maintenance.

What about Zhao Tiehammer?

Call to report first, and then quickly ask someone to book a train ticket, because today's ticket is gone, and it will take two days to wait.

At this time, the total number of air passengers transported by Xia Guo throughout the year was only over 600 million, and the number of aircraft owned was only 140, large and small.

With Bai Hao's order, he became the person with the most airplanes in Xia Kingdom.

There is one more person.

Zhang Ju.

He didn't call to report.

Instead, he came here when Bai Hao's office was empty.

"Chrysanthemum oak!"

Seeing Bai Hao, Zhang Ju said in a low voice: "There is another factory, which used to be a repair shop, and later it was upgraded to a flying factory. The original people."

Bai Hao knew what it was.

If it hurts.

This past incident can be said to be a biting pain in the hearts of many people in Xia Guo yearning for the sky.

but.

Bai Hao's expression was dumbfounded.

Zhang Ju continued: "That factory is similar to the Ninth Factory, except that there are more mothers-in-law."

Bai Hao asked back: "And then?"

"They had a lot of mothers-in-law, and no one gave them food. In the end, they couldn't even get thousands of tons of fuel. The Ninth Factory had a lot of mothers-in-law, but the Ninth Factory didn't dare to say how rich it was, but it seemed that the whole tens of thousands of tons of crude oil and one refinery It’s just a matter of you, the factory manager, moving your mouth.”

Bai Hao's expression changed slightly: "And then?"

Zhang Ju took a deep breath, walked to a distance of one foot from Bai Hao, and said word by word: "Take it in, all the equipment, parts, semi-finished products, research data, and even the uncle who sweeps the yard, take it all in. The Ninth Factory is now going to Between the Qinling Mountains, there is still a large open space, and with Liyang Feizao's secret help, don't let it die prematurely."

Bai Hao saw tears in Zhang Ju's eye sockets, and at that moment he felt the heat.

Bai Hao nodded: "I leave it to you."

"I can't, but I know who can."

"Who."

"Xiong Tianhuo."

"En." Bai Hao nodded.

Zhang Ju asked, "So, what do we give them?"

"Money!" Bai Hao just said this word.

Zhang Ju asked again: "How much."

"As much as I have in my pocket, I will divide the rest of the items to see if he will grab it. You can tell him about my tractor's 1500 diesel engine. The main thing is that his confidentiality level is high enough, but yours is not low anyway."

Zhang Ju didn't smile, but nodded seriously, then turned around and walked out.

Fifteen hundred kilometers away from Jingzhao, in a small alley by the river.

The 48-year-old man looks like a 60-year-old man, wearing a sweatshirt full of holes, and packing his own small luggage.

The woman beside her suddenly threw her clothes on the ground heavily: "Back then, I shouldn't have come."

The man didn't speak, and slowly sorted out the materials and manuscripts.

This woman is his lover, who has suffered a lot with him.

The woman said again: "These people have bad hearts. They don't let you do experiments. They say that it's enough to make a shell by hand and fly it to make the leaders look happy. They don't want to really build what you want to build."

"Enough." The man shouted loudly.

At this time, someone came running: "Old Bear, your long-distance call."

Xiong Tianhuo put down the manuscript in his hand, supported his waist and slowly straightened his body, and then supported the wall for a while, and then responded: "Here we come."

Alley entrance, telephone booth.

"Who is it, I am Xiong Tianhuo."

"My name is Zhang Ju. Xiong Gong, you may not know me. I know you, and I have seen you too."

"Remember, you are from the sea." Xiong Tianhuo remembered Zhang Ju who had only met once.

Zhang Ju was a little surprised, and said directly: "Have you heard of the Ninth Factory?"

"How could I not have heard of it?"

"The director of the Ninth Factory wants to invite you, as well as everyone around you, including the uncle who sweeps the floor at the door. Bring all your belongings, and the director Bai will use a special plane to bring them all back."

Xiong Tianhuo thought for a while: "I can't pull it, a lot, a lot."

Zhang Ju said: "Ten Ty-95s, fourteen Ty-114s. If they can't be pulled out, there will be more Ty-95s. Factory director Bai just bought it. In his own words, even two hundred million I haven't spent all the Xia Guocoins, so I'll continue to buy them, and I'll take them apart to play with, do you want to come and play with them?"

Xiong Tianhuo stood there and turned into a stone sculpture.

What did he hear?
(End of this chapter)