Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

Clatter, crack!

One by one, the parts were assembled. The machining precision was very high, making assembly easy. A BB gun thus appeared in Qin Yang's hands.

"Okay, I've finished machining the BB gun according to the drawings. Deputy Factory Director Yang, please inspect it!" Qin Yang said triumphantly to Yang Zhaoxiang in front of him.

Yang Zhaoxiang's face had long turned liver-colored.

He was very shrewd and usually very kind to people. He would only strike suddenly when he was fully confident, delivering a fatal blow. But this time, he had failed.

Originally, he had planned to send Qin Yang in, and then use Qin Yang's incident to bring down Qin Baoguo as well. He never expected the result to be what it was.

He had failed, completely failed! This Qin Yang usually looked like an uneducated delinquent youth, but who would have thought that Qin Yang was so unassuming? Whether it was drawing or operating machinery, he was very skilled. All the veteran workers in the workshop praised him, and some even asked Qin Yang for advice on how to operate the equipment.

If it weren't for today's incident, Qin Yang would probably still be his cynical self. He had forced Qin Yang to take things seriously, making Qin Baoguo's position even more secure, while he himself would become the laughingstock of the entire factory.

Yang Zhaoxiang was very angry, but he knew he absolutely couldn't get angry now.

"No need to inspect. Qin Yang, you've already proven with your actions that you're an excellent technician. I'm very happy! With you in our factory, we'll surely be reborn and enter a glorious era!"

"Deputy Factory Director Yang, then I'll have to trouble you to say a few good words to Factory Director Zhu, so that I can become a key member of our factory like Wang Cai, as soon as possible."

Bringing up a sore point, deliberately exposing Yang Zhaoxiang's scar, everyone was holding back their laughter.

"Certainly, certainly. The waves behind drive the waves ahead, each generation is stronger than the last. I'll be leaving first."

"Deputy Factory Director Yang, take care, especially when walking at night. Be careful, someone might suddenly hit you on the back of the head with an iron shovel. It really hurt when I got hit on the head!"

Yang Zhaoxiang stopped in his tracks. What did that mean? Was he threatening him?

Just then, Qin Baoguo trotted in from outside.

Who said he didn't care about his son? Of course he cared, just in a different way.

Such is the heart of a parent. Qin Yang was also very moved.

"Old Qin, your son..." At this moment, Yang Zhaoxiang was still planning to exchange a few pleasantries with Qin Baoguo, but he never expected that Qin Baoguo would simply ignore him and continue running forward, directly towards his son.

Yang Zhaoxiang's hand clenched into a fist. Without looking back, he strode away.

Hmph, although he failed this time, next time, as long as there was an opportunity, he would definitely send the Qin family and his son to their doom!

Yang Zhaoxiang made up his mind.

"Son, you are my pride!" Qin Baoguo's words came from behind.

"Dad, don't worry. Now that I've had to reveal my true abilities, I won't pretend anymore. I'll work hard and make you proud of me forever."

Qin Yang's voice was especially loud, deliberately disgusting Yang Zhaoxiang: "I'm going to make a name for myself in the factory with my own skills. I can't be like some people, who have no skills and can only rely on their dad!"

Family compound, Building 3, 208.

You could smell a fragrance in the hallway. Qin Yang entered his house and continued to sniff: "Braised pork?"

"That's right, your favorite braised pork." Nie Cuilian's face was full of joy. Not only was her son okay, but he had also become famous. She, as his mother, also felt very honored: "Old Qin, Yangzi, sit down and eat first. I'll make two more dishes to celebrate."

The folding dining table had already been opened, and three dishes had been placed on it. To prevent them from getting cold, they were covered with bowls. Next to the dishes was a bottle of Erguotou liquor.

"Yangzi, get two wine cups."

"Um, two? Didn't Uncle Liu go home to eat?"

"Just get them when I tell you to. Why so much nonsense?"

Qin Baoguo was definitely the final authority at home. Qin Yang quickly got the wine cups and put them on the table. Qin Baoguo had already skillfully used his teeth to open the bottle cap, and then poured the liquor into the two wine cups with a gurgling sound.

"Here, this is for you."

Qin Yang then realized: "Dad, you want me to drink?"

Of course, Qin Yang had drunk alcohol before, but that was secretly with his friends, and he had to do it when Qin Baoguo was working overtime. Otherwise, if he was smelled of alcohol, he would definitely be hung up and whipped with a belt.

"You little brat is quite capable. Usually, you go to the workshop to steal things and sell them for money, but that's just a side hustle. Secretly learning skills is the main thing. Now that you've graduated, you're an adult. Come, let's have a good drink today, father and son."

The two wine cups clinked together.

Qin Yang raised his head and poured the Erguotou into his stomach in one gulp.

The liquor of this era was really good, brewed from pure grains, with a better taste than Maotai in later generations.

After drinking, he picked up his chopsticks and took a few bites of food.

"No, Dad, this is my first time. By the way, I've already made a prototype gun today. Next, our factory should switch to producing BB guns, right?"

He had to quickly change the subject.

"Well, next we have to hold a factory committee meeting, and after it's discussed and passed, we can switch to production. This is indeed a good way out, suitable for our 960 factory. We don't need to transform, and we don't need to update the equipment. You little brat, this is a great move! Although our factory doesn't lack people now, with your contribution, it's still no problem to enter our factory as a formal worker."

"Old Qin, now you're acting like a dad." Nie Cuilian held a plate of green beans and eggplant and put it on the table, with a smile on her face. Her son would also enter the factory as a worker, a decent job. Next, she could find someone to introduce him to a wife.

"Dad, I don't want to be a worker. I want to see the outside world."

Be a worker? And then be laid off later? The fate of the third-line military factories is the same, either move out or go bankrupt. Although Qin Liang's BB gun project can make the factory quickly move towards glory, it won't be two years before the state will manage it. Society is going to ban guns, and there will be wars abroad. The sales of BB guns will plummet.

Since he has to go out sooner or later, he might as well do it now. Everything is possible in the 1980s!

Snap! Qin Baoguo put his chopsticks on the table, his face dark and terrifying, his eyes wide open like copper bells, looking at Qin Yang.

"Old Qin, Old Qin, have you finished eating?" At this time, Liu Yong's shout came from outside: "The factory director wants to hold another factory committee meeting!"

"Okay, I'll be right there!" Qin Baoguo put down his bowl and chopsticks and strode out.

Qin Yang and Nie Cuilian both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yangzi, just listen to your dad. It's so good to take this opportunity to enter the factory as a worker!" Nie Cuilian persuaded earnestly.

"Why is the factory holding a factory committee meeting at this time? It's not like it's going to make a difference to discuss the production of BB guns one night sooner or later." Qin Yang could only change the subject.

"Our factory's conversion from military to civilian use is a major event related to the factory's life and death. It's only right to hold a factory committee meeting overnight," Nie Cuilian said.

"Mom, I'm tired. I'm going to bed to rest."

"Okay."