The big era starts in 1983

Chapter 851

Liu Xiaqing smiled, this was the first time he really laughed today.

He smiled and asked, "Then tell me, when will you return it?"

"Well, 30 years?"

"Hahaha!" Liu Xia smiled sincerely.

As far as the age of those excellent people in Guaidong Yaoli is concerned, can they still pay back after 30 years?
Bai Hao also laughed.

After chatting with Liu Xiaqing for a while, Liu Xiaqing is 70 years old after all, and his energy is definitely not as good as that of young people, so he went to rest without eating a few mouthfuls of dinner.

Bai Hao stood in the yard, biting a cigarette.

At this time, Bai Hao was thinking about how much Mao Xiongguo owed him for the fat house water, and by the way, he would also add the money for scarves, coats, and TV sets.

At this time, Long Wufeng appeared beside Bai Hao.

"Uncle Long, what's the matter?"

Long Wufeng took out the lighter and prepared to light a cigarette for Bai Hao, but Bai Hao hid for a while: "This is not good, I will do it myself."

Long Wufeng stretched out his hand to block it: "It's okay."

After lighting Bai Hao's cigarette, and taking Bai Hao's cigarette and lighting one for himself, Long Wufeng asked: "I have checked the database of the Ninth Factory, and the Ninth Factory has no planes with discs at all. It’s not finished, it’s just drawings and a bunch of parts right now, and it’ll take two months to complete the final assembly, so I guess there will be many problems.”

Bai Hao nodded: "I know."

"You still sell?"

"Well, I'm trying, adjusting, and improving. If it's a red-blue PK in the true sense, things must be substandard. But in the small camel country and Shadamu country, they can only throw stones, and no matter how good the equipment is, they can't do it. Use. It’s not that I tricked them, but that in this world, apart from our country of Xia, they can’t find a second place where they can buy this thing.”

Long Wufeng admitted that Bai Hao was telling the truth.

It can be said that in today's world, there are only two companies that can actually carry Yuanpanji on their backs, and there may be two or three others who can barely make it, but the things that are forced may not be as good as Bai Hao's semi-finished product.

Long Wufeng asked again: "Is 5000 million US dollars appropriate?"

"It's appropriate. At most, give them some cooperation on the ground, and give them free training."

Long Wufeng felt that Bai Hao's asking price this time was a bit outrageous, so let's talk about it after the demonstration.

Long Wufeng didn't speak anymore, and stood in the yard in a daze with Bai Hao. At this time, he, like Bai Hao, had his own concerns.

Bai Hao's plan is to let Mao Xiong owe him a little more money, and then find a chance to exchange for something really good.

What Long Wufeng planned in his heart was that the deal was really done.It is estimated that the [-]-ton ship designed by the Ninth Factory and the real Yuanpan Ji of the Ninth Factory will have enough money to build it.

The next day.

The audience arrived at noon, and John Walker did as he had said.

Did not dare to approach.

Find a place that is very, very far away to watch.

Obviously, the accident in Pretty Country last year cast a shadow over the hearts of the people in Pretty Country.

Finally, evening came.

So, what's there to see on set.

Bai Hao stood about two kilometers away, with one hand clenched into a fist and placed under his nose.

At this moment, Bai Hao was very nervous.

An inexplicable sense of tension gushed out from the deepest part of my heart.

The huge loudspeaker began to shout: "Prepare for the last hour, all auxiliary personnel retreat and go to the viewing platform."

Soon, the viewing platform over there was full of people.

There was only one person, and as soon as he sat down on the viewing platform, he squeezed out again and trotted to Bai Hao's side.

"Haozi!"

Bai Hao didn't answer, he just stared at the big guy with a height of more than ten floors.

Chu Junlan reached out to hold Bai Hao: "What are you thinking?"

Bai Hao glanced at Chu Junlan who was wearing work clothes, and smiled: "Why is there not enough manpower, even students like you have been brought here to work as handymen."

"Yes." Chu Junlan pursed her lips: "You know, only students with an average score of [-]% in the exam are eligible to participate. Even if it is the job of copying data every day, dozens of people are vying for it. The whole The University of Technology, but students who are majors related to this, that one is not envious."

"Then, you belong to the category with hard back doors."

Chu Junlan kicked Bai Hao's calf: "My average score is over ninety points."

Is the back door hard?

Chu Junlan is actually like a mirror in her heart.

She belongs to the kind that doesn't need evaluation, review, or final competition.She's been on the list since the beginning.

Even the granddaughter of the principal of the University of Technology did not get the access card until the average score reached [-]%.

Chu Junlan asked in a low voice, "Are you nervous?"

Bai Hao replied with a smile: "As for that thing, I declared a few hundred million, but in fact it was tens of millions. It would be enough for our family to eat for several lifetimes if replaced with Roujiamo. Do you think I'm nervous or not?"

Right!

Chu Junlan said: "Actually, many of our classmates didn't know they were nervous, but they were still happy. They just couldn't sleep at night, so they went to sort out the data several times before they could sleep peacefully."

At this time, the loudspeaker began to shout: "Half an hour to prepare, personnel evacuated."

The stands filled up quickly.

Another viewing platform.

Abu and other guests also stopped chatting and focused on the rocket.

Bai Hao licked his lips. His mouth felt dry and his palms seemed to be sweating.

Don't say it's him.

In the control room, Chen Guodong and Zhao Laidi from the University of Technology were nervously checking the data over and over again.

The person in charge of this launch, Zhuge Ming, the leader of the [-]th team from the Ninth Factory, was holding the microphone vigorously.Up to this point, he didn't understand why he was the person in charge.

On seniority.

He admits he doesn't.

In terms of talent, he only knows a little bit, but he is far from being a real professional.

On duty.

It's up to Bai Hao to do it himself.Or ask the Seventh Ministry of Industry to send someone over.

However, this matter fell on his head.

He felt that the pressure he was under had never been greater, so great that it made him feel difficult to breathe, he suffered from insomnia every night, and when he finally fell asleep, he would definitely have nightmares.

In fact, people from Xiongguan Aerospace City were also extremely nervous.

The pressure they are under is also enormous.

This time, Jinzhou proposed that they should assist the Ninth Factory.The Aerospace City in Yizhou has also been mentioned above. They can not only provide venues, but also provide personnel.

In the end, they were able to land in Xiongguan Aerospace City because Feng Hui invited Li Sanpao's son to go to the Ninth Factory after communicating with him for a long time. He lived in the Ninth Factory for a month, nominally to accompany his father Li San gun.

In fact, I just hope that Bai Hao, the master, has some contacts in the Ninth Factory.

At this time, the huge electronic watch on the wall counted down to 10 minutes.

Zhuge Ming wiped the sweat from his hands on his clothes, and held the microphone: "For the last 10 minutes, all the staff will be ready, for the last 10 minutes, all the staff will be ready."

(End of this chapter)