Section 860: Tension to the point of sweating palms
Liu Xiaqing smiled. This was the first time he really laughed today.
He smiled and asked: "Tell me, when will you return?"
"Well, thirty years?"
"Hahaha!" Liu Xiaqing really laughed.
Given the age of the outstanding people in Guidong Yaoli, can they still pay it back thirty years later?
Bai Hao also laughed.
After chatting with Liu Xiaqing for a while, Liu Xiaqing was already seventy years old after all, and his energy was definitely not as good as that of young people. He went to rest without even eating a few bites of dinner.
Bai Hao was standing in the yard, chewing a cigarette.
At this time, Bai Hao was calculating how much money Mao Xiongguo owed him for the products of Fat House Water. By the way, he also needed to pay for scarves, coats, televisions, etc.
Longwu Peak appeared next to Bai Hao at this time.
"Uncle Long, is something wrong?"
Long Wufeng took out a lighter and prepared to light a cigarette for Bai Hao. Bai Hao hid for a moment: "This won't work, I'll do it myself."
Long Wufeng stretched out his hand to block it: "It's okay."
After lighting a cigarette for Bai Hao, taking Bai Hao's cigarette and lighting one for himself, Long Wufeng asked: "I have checked the database of the Ninth Factory. For airplanes with discs, the Ninth Factory simply doesn't have them."
It’s not finished yet. Right now it’s just drawings and a bunch of parts. It will take two months to complete the final assembly, so I guess there will be many problems.”
Bai Hao nodded: "I know."
"You still sell it?"
"Well, I'm trying, adjusting, and improving at the same time. If it's a true red-blue PK, the things will definitely be substandard. But in the Little Camel Country and the Sha Damu Country, they can only throw stones, no matter how good the equipment is.
Yes. It’s not that I cheated them, but that in this world, apart from our Xia Kingdom, they can’t find any other place where they can buy this thing.”
Long Wufeng admitted that Bai Hao was telling the truth.
It can be said that in the world today, there are only two companies that can actually make a girl carrying Yuan Pan Ji on her back. There may be two or three others who can barely make it, but what they can barely do may not be as good as Bai Hao's half-finished product.
Long Wufeng asked again: "Is fifty million US dollars appropriate?"
"It's appropriate. At most, we can give them some ground support and some free training."
Longwufeng felt that Bai Hao's asking price this time was a bit outrageous, so he would wait until after the demonstration.
Long Wufeng didn't speak anymore and stood in the yard in a daze with Bai Hao. At this time, he and Bai Hao had their own concerns.
Bai Hao's plan was to let Mao Xiong owe him more money, and then find an opportunity to exchange it for something really good.
What Long Wufeng was thinking in his heart was that if the deal was really done, he would probably have enough money to build the 7,700-ton ship designed by the Ninth Factory, as well as the real Yuanpan Ji from the Ninth Factory.
The next day.
The spectators arrived at noon, and John Walker did as he had said.
Didn't dare to get close.
I found a place very, very far away to watch.
Obviously, the accident in Meili Country last year left a shadow on the hearts of people in Meimei Country.
Finally, evening arrived.
So, what is there to see on site.
Bai Hao stood about two kilometers away, with one hand clenched into a fist and placed under his nose.
Bai Hao was very nervous at this time.
An inexplicable sense of tension kept pouring out from the deepest part of my heart.
The huge loudspeaker began to shout: "Prepare for the last hour, all auxiliary personnel will retreat and go to the viewing platform."
Soon, the viewing platform over there was filled with people.
There was only one person. As soon as he sat down at the viewing platform, he squeezed out and trotted to Bai Hao's side.
"Haozi!"
Bai Hao didn't answer, staring intently at the big guy who was more than ten stories tall.
Chu Junlan reached out and held Bai Hao's hand: "What are you thinking about?"
Bai Hao glanced at Chu Junlan, who was wearing work clothes, and smiled: "Why are there not enough manpower? Even you students have been hired as handymen."
"Yes." Chu Junlan pursed her lips: "You know, only students with an average score of over ninety points are eligible to participate. Even if it is a job of copying data every day, there are dozens of people competing for it. The entire
In the Polytechnic University, any student related to this major will not be jealous."
"So, you belong to the category of hard-working people."
Chu Junlan kicked Bai Hao's calf: "My average score is over ninety points."
Is it considered a hard back door?
Chu Junlan actually felt like a bright mirror in her heart.
She is the kind of person who does not need to be evaluated, reviewed, or competed at the end. She has been on the list from the beginning.
Even the granddaughter of the president of the Polytechnic University only got the pass after her average score reached 90 points.
Chu Junlan asked in a low voice: "Are you nervous?"
Bai Hao smiled and replied: "For that thing, I claimed it was several hundred million, but in fact it was several tens of millions. It would be enough for our family to eat for several lifetimes. Do you think I'm nervous or not?"
That’s right!
Chu Junlan said: "Actually, many of our classmates don't know whether they are nervous or happy. They just couldn't sleep at night, so they ran to sort out the data several times before they could sleep peacefully."
At this time, the loudspeaker began to shout: "Get ready in half an hour, personnel will evacuate."
The stands quickly filled up.
Another viewing platform.
A Bu and other guests also stopped chatting and focused on the fire arrows.
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 14th Group of Factory 9, was holding the microphone vigorously. At this time, he did not understand why he was the person in charge.
On qualifications.
He thinks he doesn't.
In terms of talent, he only knows a little bit, but he is far from being a true professional.
On duties.
Either Bai Hao can do this himself or ask the Seventh Ministry of Industry to send someone over.
But unfortunately, this matter fell on him.
He felt that the pressure he was under was unprecedentedly great, so much that it made it difficult for him to breathe. He had insomnia every night, and when he finally fell asleep, he would definitely have nightmares.
In fact, people from Xiongguan Space City were also extremely nervous.
The pressure they are under is also huge.
It was this time that the Jinzhou side proposed that they assist the Ninth Factory. The Aerospace City in Yizhou also mentioned to the above that they could not only provide the venue, but also provide personnel.
The reason why we finally landed in Xiongguan Aerospace City was because Feng Hui personally communicated with Factory 9 for a long time and then invited Li Sanpao's son to Factory 9. He stayed there for a month, nominally to accompany his father Li San.
gun.
In fact, I just hope that Master Bai Hao has some connections in the Ninth Factory.
At this time, the huge electronic watch on the wall counted down to ten minutes.
Zhuge Ming wiped the sweat from his hands on his clothes and held the microphone: "In the last ten minutes, all personnel will be ready. In the last ten minutes, all personnel will be ready."
