Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2124: Don’t do business at a loss

Machinery shop, office.

Yang Xiaotao was waiting for news from the TV factory when he suddenly heard the phone ringing on the table.

He quickly picked up the phone, "Hello, this is Yang Xiaotao."

Then Mr. Chen's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Xiao Tao, there is something you need to know."

As soon as Mr. Chen came up and spoke, Yang Xiaotao was a little confused. Could it be that he wanted a machine tool?
"Chief, tell me."

Yang Xiaotao reacted quickly and listened carefully.

"It's very simple. It's over in France."

It took Mr. Chen three minutes to explain the matter clearly, and then waited for Yang Xiaotao's answer.

I thought Yang Xiaotao needed to think for a while, but the next second Yang Xiaotao gave the answer.

"Commander, this is a losing deal. We cannot change it. We absolutely cannot change it."

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Chen put the phone down and looked at the three people who had gathered around him.

Then he continued, "You are talking about the performance of the aircraft, right? We have already evaluated this."

After hearing Mr. Chen's explanation, Yang Xiaotao realized that his meaning had been misinterpreted, so he said, "Commander, my objection is not to say that the other party's aircraft is not good."

"I feel that introducing the other party's technology is going in the opposite direction."

"Going in the opposite direction? Please explain in detail."

"Commander, the success of an aircraft is not achieved by a few departments coming together to discuss it. It is the result of the joint efforts of hundreds or even thousands of departments."

“It’s like the navigation system. We can buy radar from them, but can we produce it ourselves?”

"Unless they are willing to hand over the radar technology to us, and those special technologies to us, otherwise, this is simply a free-for-all."

"Even then, when they put the technology on the table, we will be confused because we can't even meet the basic facilities."

"Besides, the aircraft we are researching now all follow the Alliance's path. It took us a lot of effort to master it over the years."

"Now that we have finally achieved some results, if we continue to spend energy on researching another line, we will be wasting time and effort."

Yang Xiaotao explained the matter clearly on the phone. In his heart, he did not want to exchange the recipe of the medicinal wine.

After all, with the level of Western technology, even if it cannot be done now, what about in ten or twenty years?

Maybe we can extract "special" ingredients from Chinese herbal medicine, then turn them into "Western medicine", and let the domestic market pay for them in return.

This kind of thing has happened in later generations.

And he was sure that as long as the recipe of the medicinal wine was handed over, it would not take long for the whole world to know it.

He just couldn't say this reason, but what about the plane was indeed true.

Later generations also proved that the Phantom series was indeed not suitable for China.

"Commander, I'm done. Are you listening?"

There was no response from the other end of the phone. Yang Xiaotao didn't know if he had said too much, so he asked quickly.

The four of them heard clearly what Mr. Chen said on the phone, but their expressions were all serious.

What Yang Xiaotao said was almost the same as what they thought, and it was more specific.

Hearing Yang Xiaotao's question, Mr. Chen quickly said, "Okay, I know what you mean, and was about to hang up the phone."

"Hey, hello, Chief."

Hearing that Mr. Chen was about to hang up the phone, Yang Xiaotao quickly spoke up to stop him, "Commander, I have something else to do."

"You said."

Old Chen glanced at the three people around him and was about to put the phone to his ear.

Da Chen stretched out his hand and held it with a smile on his face, while Old Chen looked helpless.

"Commander, I'm manufacturing a gas turbine and I'm having some trouble."

"This turbine is a bit big. When we were working on the combustion chamber, the existing machine tools were a bit difficult to use."

Listening to Yang Xiaotao's complaints, Chen Lao saw the other three people couldn't help but smile, so he interrupted and asked, "What's the matter? Just tell me."

"Oh, okay, that's it."

"Commander, do you remember the machine tools Persia sent us last time? Didn't you say at the time that the comrades from the Second Machine-Building Department needed the machine tools, so we gave them the tools first?"

"But it's been so many days, I guess it should be used up. Would you mind asking if it can be returned?"

"If it doesn't work, we can just send it back and use it for two days."

"You have to make the decision for our machinery factory."

As Yang Xiaotao spoke, Old Chen raised his eyebrows and the three people around him covered their mouths and laughed.

"Alright, alright, let me ask you about this."

After that, hang up the phone.

Then there was a burst of laughter in the room.

"Xiao Chen, I didn't expect you to be so cunning. You even betray your own people."

Da Chen was holding his stomach and laughing, while the other two were shaking their heads.

Old Chen snorted coldly, "This kid always wants to take all the good things into his own bowl."

"Last time, Persia got a batch of equipment, including a French machine tool. It happened that the Second Ministry of Machine Building had reached a critical stage in its research, so I had someone send it over."

"I thought this kid would forget about it, but I didn't expect he still remembers it now."

Da Chen shook his head. "I can forget about making a profit, but who would forget about being at a disadvantage?"

Old Chen shook his head, but since Yang Xiaotao mentioned this matter, he probably really encountered a problem.

"By the way, how are things going at the Second Ministry of Machine Building?"

After the words fell, several people looked at the thin old man.

"almost."

The old man said with a smile, "I think we should be ahead of France in this matter."

Hearing this, the three of them raised their arms.

It is said that the power of this thing is many times greater than that of mushroom eggs.

With this big guy, the evil spirits around should take a break. "With a gun and bullets, I don't have to panic."

Da Chen sighed, then looked at the three people, "So, do you still want to change this plane?"

The thin old man narrowed his eyes, thinking back to what Yang Xiaotao said, and suddenly laughed, "Didn't Comrade Yang Xiaotao make it very clear?"

"You can, but you have to help us develop our basic industry, at least to support independent production of Phantoms."

Hearing this, the three of them laughed.

On the other side, Yang Xiaotao put down the phone and continued to design the engine.

Unlike aircraft engines, the engines required by the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building were simpler, but simple does not mean easy.

The structural requirements remain strict.

Yang Xiaotao began to cut down on HXJ-1, removing the controllable part, removing the control part, and removing
The remaining part can only ensure that the engine starts quickly and then obtains powerful power, and then obtains maximum speed under reaction.

In accordance with this requirement, Yang Xiaotao continued to make revisions, striving to obtain system approval as soon as possible.

In the afternoon.

Chen Gong came back from the TV factory and started complaining as soon as he walked into Yang Xiaotao's room.

"Look at these people. We clearly stated in the operating manual that they need to inspect and maintain the equipment, but they just ignored it."

Chen Gong picked up the water cup and poured it into his mouth. After drinking, he looked at Yang Xiaotao's table.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao picked up the plate of peanuts and sunflower seeds on the table and sat aside.

"You haven't even eaten this meal."

Chen Gong plucked the peanuts and ate them, nodding his head. "Stop talking. How can I still be in the mood to eat?"

"You don't know, when I got there, a bunch of people looked at me like they were going to beat me up."

"As a result, our people took a look and found a thick layer of scale inside the boiler."

"Then we asked, it has never been cleaned in all these years since it was installed."

"No, cleaning means just rinsing it with water."

"It was so cold during this period, the fever was a little too high, and then it exploded."

"One of the two people who were operating the boiler had his head blown off, and the other was scalded. They are still in the hospital."

Chen Gong quickly explained the situation.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao realized that this matter had nothing to do with the machinery factory.

The product is out of its shelf life and is not maintained according to the manufacturer's requirements. How can nothing go wrong?
Besides, it was said earlier that the machinery factory could arrange people to help with the repairs, but the other party obviously didn't want to pay for it, so it couldn't be blamed on anyone else.

Boom, boom, boom
Chen Gong had almost finished eating all the peanuts on the plate, and drank another glass of water. "I'll go tell Sun Guo."

"What's wrong?"

"What else can I do? The boiler is broken, so I want to build another one."

"It's terribly cold. After half a day, the TV factory was freezing. Before I left, I told them that they must install it as soon as possible."

After saying that, Chen Gong stood up and left, while Yang Xiaotao shook his head helplessly behind him.

However, this incident can be regarded as a reminder to other factories in the city to prevent further accidents.

On the other side, as soon as Mr. Chen returned to the office, he heard from his secretary that Yang Xiaotao was looking for him.

Mr. Chen waved his hand to indicate that he knew.

Sitting at his desk, Mr. Chen thought for a moment.

Finally I picked up the phone and made a call.

After a while, the call was connected, Mr. Chen explained the situation, and then there was a result.

Finally, Mr. Chen hung up the phone and thought he should tell Yang Xiaotao later.

Just a moment later, Mr. Chen picked up the phone again and made a call. After saying a few words, he hung up again and continued to work.

When I got off work in the evening, the snow outside had lessened a lot, but there was still a thick layer of snow on the road.

Yang Xiaotao came to the convoy, drove out the jeep, and then drove carefully towards the courtyard.

The car was not driving fast along the way. Yang Xiaotao could hear the squeaking sound of the wheels rolling over the snow. There were almost no pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, a car passed by, but it slowed down and did not dare to drive too fast.

It usually took Yang Xiaotao half an hour to drive a distance that usually took ten minutes.

By the time the car stopped at the entrance of the alley, the roof was covered with snow.

Yang Xiaotao got out of the car and walked into the alley.

Not long after we walked there, we saw a group of children skiing on a pile of snow with two boards on their feet and wooden sticks in their hands.

Cuiping's instructions could be heard outside the gate.

Needless to say, this must have been Cuiping's idea.

Ever since they watched "Lin Hai Xue Yuan" on TV, and it has been snowing frequently in Beijing recently, a group of children imitated what they saw on TV and made a sled.

Speaking of which, Yang Xiaotao also contributed to this.

Who made him know carpentry?

When I got to the door, I heard Duanwu shouting, "I want to be Yang Zirong, and you guys are bandits."

"Why?"

"Because my last name is Yang too!"

Duanwu said this very proudly.

Meow meow pouted and said, her last name is also Yang, but unfortunately she is a girl.

Well, that's a strong reason, and a bunch of kids around here agree with it.

So, a group of children started playing the role of a small team fighting bandits.

砰

Duanwu was chasing, and a snowball hit him, covering his face with snow. Then he screamed and ran forward, and the wooden board on his feet hit the snow directly, and the two sleds were wasted.

The children around were laughing and chasing each other carefree.

Yang Xiaotao glanced at his three daughters, who were running around behind him, not acting like ladies at all.

He shook his head helplessly, said hello to Cuiping and walked into the yard.

(End of this chapter)