Chapter 1,285: Just a Stubborn Person

(8,000 words today, I hope it's not too much to ask for monthly votes~)

Zhang Lan came out of Du Fei's office as if nothing had happened, but her heart was far from calm as it seemed.

She was not a flirtatious woman, and she only had one man, her ex-husband.

And the reason why she made that request to Du Fei just now was that she had the habit of competing with Zhu Ting, and she also wanted to take this opportunity to bind herself with Du Fei.

In her opinion, before Zhu Ting married Du Fei, the Zhu family was not necessarily higher than her family.

At that time, her father and Zhu's father were roughly on an equal footing.

Especially after the last time, leaving Beijing and going to Shanghai, Zhang Lan thought about it and felt that the key change was Du Fei.

This made her have a different idea.

But then again, she didn't expect to take Du Fei down today.

If Du Fei was really the kind of lustful person who had no self-control, he would not have achieved what he has today.

Du Fei said that he was very inappropriate, expressed appropriate concern, and said that it was not over.

Zhang Lan suddenly had no regrets. Although she had taken an older transport plane before, the situation was not as serious as that one.

Zhang Lan said lightly with a serious expression: "If you want to make the other party afraid, you must not be able to stab the other party to death with one knife."

Add to that the phone call from Zhu's father just now, and you can guess the purpose of Zhang Lan's visit today.

Pang Da's heart trembled, and he also sat up and said: "What does he want to do?"

If I had known earlier, I would have taken the train and arrived in two days. Who knew that Zhang Lan's side would revive and turn into a bomber.

Director Nie took out a fountain pen from the pen holder under the table and gave Zhang Lan a manuscript paper.

Zhu's father walked behind him slowly and hurriedly, and said "um" heavily, and said lightly: "We have basically reached a consensus and support the continued development of jet airliners."

Zhang Lan was full of confidence. Since the direct hit can be taken, she might as well seek the indirect hit.

With a series of "thump thump thump" sounds, the plane engine started and then slid forward to the runway.

But the result was not optimistic. Du Fei was very wary and did not seem to be very interested in her.

I was more inclined to the seventh one. For the fire equipment company, the small plane project was very important.

Director Nie suddenly realized why Zhu's father called me.

Zhang Lan knew what the Zhang family had paid, but if it was just the contact information of Director Wang of Changfei sent by Pangda.

"As for attitude..." Director Zhao pondered: "She spoke kindly, but she looked arrogant and asked to see you. She knew what she was planning."

However, it made me think that Zhang Lan did not mention the small plane when she came, but she gave me that trick instead.

Director Li said "hmm": "What's the other party's attitude? That old man is a bad guy."

"Big Du is here, find a place to sit first." Director Nie was working and ordered, and he raised his head.

Zhang Lan was very confident in her appearance and figure, even compared with Zhu Ting, she had a slight advantage.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Zhang Lan came to take advantage of the situation by claiming to be the leader of the "H-4" project team.

The cabin of the Yun-5 aircraft is very narrow and large, not much different from a minibus.

Zhang Lan has met Director Nie twice, especially when she copied the T-62 tank and came to sell missiles to Wang Hongqi, which made Director Nie very impressed with Pang Da.

Thinking of that, Director Nie became more and more excited. If it was really as Zhang Lan described, the strategic value would be too small.

Zhang Lan came back from Zhu's father, and her mind was turning slowly, thinking about the situation in the future.

During that process, she could vaguely hear the "creaking" sound from the fuselage, as if the old plane was about to fall apart at any time.

When the result came out, it instantly surprised several people.

Zhang Lan also responded, and sat down on the sofa next to her and waited patiently.

I am sure that if I rashly go to Director Nie, it will not only be abrupt, but also seem frivolous. Even if I take out the bomber plan, it may not be taken seriously.

But now is different from the past. After making a fortune, Wang Hongqi has nearly 20 billion US dollars in gold treasures. Wang Hongqi's 70 million US dollars is so important.

In fact, everyone felt that the situation was already decided in those days. Zhang Lan had to be proud of it.

Zhang Lan pursed her lips, knowing that success or failure depended on this move, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Nie, the situation next year is still vivid. We threatened to grow mushrooms..."

Colonel Ka: "If you think that's okay, since you want to make a passenger plane, how about you use the drawings at hand to make a long-range bomber with a turboprop engine, similar to the Suliantu-95? Wang Hongqi must be more interested in that."

Du Fei opened his mouth. Director Nie's expression became serious.

Dad Zhu paused and said in a deep voice: "We have to argue about that matter again. Since there is no explanation, we should abandon the differences, concentrate our strength and go all out. We must not sabotage each other, use dirty tricks, or trip each other up." Du Fei blinked.

Usually Zhang Lan would pick you up, but today Du Fei took the initiative to come, which was obviously abnormal. He asked: "Did Dad call him?"

As for the fact that no one proposed it later, it was rejected by Dad Zhu at that time.

Zhang Lan shook her head and answered as she walked out: "There is no news from below, and we fully support the jet airliner."

Zhang Lan did not sit down when she returned to the office, but brewed a cup of tea and lit a cigarette.

Du Fei couldn't help but swallowed. Although he still had no doubts in his heart, seeing Zhang Lan's confident and high-spirited look, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Du Fei said: "But this bad guy is also a jet, right? Since you haven't lost the jet bombers that retreated first, don't you need to go back and build propeller bombers?"

Similarly, in the office where Dad Zhang took up his new job.

So Zhang Lan was also testing. Although her words were explicit, her movements were very restrained, and she didn't even have any physical contact with Du Fei.

Because that's the real strategic deterrent.

Zhang Lan smiled and agreed happily. When the package came up, the two of them went home directly, and there was another raging fire.

The situation that time was the same as before. Zhang Lan also thought of a way until he went to work, but at that time Pang Dadang suddenly came.

If he wants to avoid its sharp edge, he seems to have avoided it, but if he wants to talk about hard steel on the front, it seems to be quite hard.

Director Nie frowned, what's that?

The other party also saw it correctly and took out a bargaining chip that was enough to make Dad Zhu's heart beat.

Director Nie looked at the luxurious schematic diagram in front of him, raised his head again and said with a faint smile: "If it can carry such a small missile, this aircraft must be big~"

If you can do that on your own, you must have Zhu's father's support, at most unlimited support.

After helping to settle in, Director Zhao left.

Du Fei curled his lips and said, "You'd better come down to your women's unit and have a look. Who have to wait for a call?"

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Dad Zhu glared: "I'll give you a closer look.

In the office of Institute 64, Professor Chen’s mood was simple.

Dad Zhu frowned. Although he made a fortune, the head of the family knew that firewood and rice were expensive.

He even knows what a B-52 is and what a Tu-95 is.

Zhang Lan heard that Zhu's father accepted the Zhang family's approach and gave him a certain degree of trust.

Du Fei blinked, but he didn't understand at all: "What on earth does he mean? I won't play riddles with you, okay?" Zhang Lan thought about it, and the plane flew into the air without any danger.

Once it's done, it won't be a complete transformation. I'm willing to give up now.

Dean Wang also thought that he originally wanted to hide from Qingjing in Chang'an, but he also thought that Zhang Lan would chase him there.

Dad Zhu sighed and patted Zhang Lan on the shoulder: "Da Fei, that's not reality. Is anyone able to have a smooth life..."

But Zhang's father smiled and said lightly: "You see~ That's not Zhang Lan's ability. He can do what he wants, and he dares to think what he wants."

She was testing Du Fei's reaction.

Dad Zhu took off his glasses and looked at me: "Are you bothering me? Is he here too? Is it about the small plane?"

Wang Hongqi came here for Pang Da, so he took the money.

Zhang Lan smiled, Du Fei's question seemed sharp, but it was actually a typical military blindness.

Pang Da frowned and kept asking, what should we do in this situation now?

I just received the news, and my first reaction was that it is possible, it is definitely possible!

Anyway, Zhang Lan has proven my ability and wisdom once again without your dad checking me in the small direction.

The only thing that needs a breakthrough is not a bomber with a small payload and long endurance.

But at that time, I suddenly heard "hehe" in my ears, which was funny, and then Zhang Lan threw me down: "Madam, what are you doing in a daze? Do you miss the little official Ximen?

A few hours ago, we arrived at Chang'an Airport smoothly.

He said, "Of course it's not necessary. The H-8 is also a Tu-16 copied by the Changchun Aircraft Factory. It is the smallest and longest-range bomber you currently have. How much does he know about its range?"

Current small-range missiles can only use liquid fuel. The fuel is non-corrosive and can be injected into the missile body in a delayed manner.

That's not too much of a lie.

Du Fei said "Oops": "Damn ghost, he..."

Oops... I'll fight him..."

Director Zhao pushed the door open and retreated. There was a woman in her seventies with gray hair sitting in the office. She was wearing blue cloth bottoms and white sleeves. She had a pair of spectacles hanging under her nose. She raised her eyebrows and glanced at it, and said calmly: " All arrangements are broken?"

They build their small jetliners, and you build your long-range bombers, but we are using the well water as the river water.

Now Zhang Lan has no two choices: first, since the fight has passed, he will join the other party. Based on the current situation, as long as Zhang Lan expresses his wish, the other party will definitely welcome him warmly.

About seventy minutes later, Director Nie put down the work at hand, raised his head, took off his reading glasses, and said with a smile: "Dad Du, he has something to do today and has to go to the Eight Treasures Hall!"

Pang Da was stunned for a moment. You know Zhang Lan, that was not a smile of relief, but a smile full of fighting spirit and confidence.

Du Feidao advised: "Don't be too sad for him. You have done your best for nothing. If you have a guilty conscience, it will be bad."

Zhang Lan buried her face in the soft mountain peaks and said "hmm" clearly.

On the seventh day, Du Fei asked for leave again, while Zhang Lan ate a bowl of wolfberry eggs and went out in high spirits.

It's not like 'They are asking you to build a turboprop engine, just go ahead and see who can stop you'. It's not that you have to smash through the south wall.

Pang Da just talked about my business: "Dad, Zhu Ting came to see you just now..."

Dad Zhu said: "He doesn't have any ideas?"

Dad Zhu curled his lips and hit Zhang Lan. I felt that Zhang Lan was holding something back today: "If you have nothing to say, don't talk in circles with you."

Zhang Lan took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Nie, you want paper and pen."

Dean Wang said with a smile: "Hey, Da Zhao is here too. Did you interrupt them to talk about work?"

Zhang Lan leaned back and said: "Since you are asked to build a small passenger transport aircraft, you just do it. But don't forget, Wang Hongqi doesn't have 70 million US dollars with you yet. If the project is cancelled, That money has to go to others.”

Du Fei dragged a ponytail, greeted Du Feidao at work outside the hospital, and stepped out of Zhang Lan's office.

It seems that I really got it right.

"Dong dong dong~" Knocked on the door and heard a voice of "Get back."

Vasiwai is currently Panda's number one technician. What's more important is that I was in the Soviet Union and participated in the Tu-95 modification project, so I didn't have a certain understanding of the Tu-95 bomber.

Everything requires a strategy of struggle.

When I made the decision later, I thought about US$70 million, but now I am happy to take it out of my pocket.

On the other hand, before Zhu Ting left, Zhang Lan returned to the office and walked around the house twice with his hands behind his back.

Although she loves you in your heart, you still have to fight for it in your mouth.

The most important thing for Dad Zhu is the economy. The top priority now is also to develop the economy, because he wants to start a protracted struggle.

Dad Zhu raised his eyebrows: "What does he mean?" I also thought that Zhang Lan would use that method to break the situation.

Following Zhang Lan's description, Director Nie's demeanor finally changed.

But I didn't expect that in just eight days, Zhang Lan would play a new trick.

Colonel Card: "How is that possible? Our dad only said that we had reached an agreement to support jet airliners, but he also said that we would build bombers. Chang'an Aircraft Manufacturing Factory just copied the SMU Tu-16 last year. We can do it for you. Why can it be done?”

Things that are not yet a foregone conclusion still need to be strengthened.

Zhang Lan became more and more excited as he spoke: "Besides, you can't design an airborne cruise missile with a range of 700 kilometers. The defense circle of the Meguo aircraft carrier is within a radius of 700 kilometers. Your bombers can fly between 700 kilometers and 700 kilometers. Four of those missiles were simply launched directly in the defense circle without fear of flying too fast..."

Pang Da smiled and greeted Director Zhao to the guest house.

If we put it aside in the future, other conditions would mean that Waibia's 70 million US dollars alone would be enough to crush all other reasons.

Dad Zhang didn't mean it: "Are you thinking bad?" Director Zhao hurriedly said hello and went out.

But I also drank tea and smoked cigarettes, just sitting here, silently looking at the window, my cerebellum slowly thinking about the situation next.

Compared with the achievement of completing intercontinental ballistic missiles, Panda's method is undoubtedly much more technically difficult.

Originally, after I met Zhang Lan, I didn't feel any resistance.

Zhang Lanyouzai

Interrupt, I haven’t said anything yet. What happens next depends on Dad Zhu’s attitude.

And because that kind of bomber has no hard requirements for low-speed penetration, the technical difficulty is so small.

You are more vague than his relatives about the whole story. You know that the Shanghai Stock Exchange made a little effort and spent a lot of resources to win the project.

Pang Dayuan: "At first you were confused and had no direction at work this morning, but you always thought of the key. Until just now...

···Hehe~ You have a clear idea as soon as you get on board. Since you are asked to build a small plane, you can simply build a bomber, a long-range bomber, like the B-52 and the Tu-95, which can fly 10,000 kilometers away at a time bomber! "

My luck was wrong, Director Nie was good and bad, but whether I could convince the other party to support me would depend on Zhang Lan's ability.

Except for Zhang Lan, the eight people who got off the plane were not accompanied by comrades from other units to Chang'an.

Cardano: "Since the following supports jet airliners, you can simply build a passenger aircraft, but have you mentioned that other aircraft models can use turboprop engines?"

My trip to Chang'an was not to get the project team into full operation as soon as possible.

But Dad Zhu said hello first, and the situation was exactly the same...

When Dad Zhu heard this, he frowned and silently thought about the feasibility of that matter.

Zhang Lan continued: "For example, put DF-2 or DF-3 under the aircraft..." He continued to draw pictures under the paper as he said it: "The aircraft flies to a certain distance, retreats and lowers, and releases missiles. It is equivalent to the missile being ignited and launched in the middle of the trajectory.”

Director Li stood up and went to greet him: "Old Wang, he came at the right time. Even if he comes, you should go find him."

I stared at the luxurious schematic diagram drawn by Pang Da, and I couldn't control the speed of my heartbeat.

As soon as I arrived outside the yard of Dad Zhu's office and left the house, I saw Dad Zhu standing on the verandah smoking.

At that time, Zhang Lan had not yet boarded the plane to Chang'an.

"Are you ready to go to work?" Du Fei looked around with a smile and came to Zhang Lan's desk.

Zhang Lan said "Hey" and saw that Zhu's father was in a bad mood. He couldn't help but think of Shen Jianing's words. Even Zhu's father would stop him if nothing happened.

Director Nie frowned and interrupted Zhang Lan's tirade: "You all know the truth, tell me what he thinks."

I didn't go to work, but went directly to Dad Zhu's office.

Zhang Lan sat up and said: "Da Ting, that time is not over yet, you still have to lose."

But if you insist on insisting, hard steel is enough. No matter how capable Pang Da is, can he still want to overturn the world?

I originally planned to talk over the phone, but after thinking about it I decided to go.

Colonel Cardiff: "It's a plane, but it's a small plane. Since there is no unanimous decision, if you support it with both hands."

The disadvantage of this is that you can follow the trend and get a wave of dividends, but the advantage is that Zhang Lan knows that the outcome will not be good or bad in the end.

It’s the same sentence. The small plane is a small matter to Zhang Lan, but it is not important to Zhu’s father.

First of all, we must find a strong enough backer to escort the project...

Besides, the old saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a secret lover.

“Why is he here?” Zhang Lan was surprised and looked at her watch: “It’s already that time~”

But she thought that she had just returned to the unit and Du Fei was about to go out, and the two met at the moon gate.

Seventh, bite the bullet and continue to work on the turboprop small plane, but there will inevitably be huge resistance.

After coming out of Zhu’s father, Zhang Lan immediately rushed to Director Nie’s office.

How can we break the situation? Is it really a dead end?

I suddenly had a hunch in my heart that my choice that time might be... wrong!

To be more precise, it is taboo to guess and talk nonsense. Could it be that you have forgotten how Yang Xiu died?

Zhang Lan can guess that Zhu’s father did not do his best in that matter.

I think that Zhang Lan, the young man, was a little too proud after making a small contribution, and I also think that Zhu's father spoiled his child too much.

After a few minutes, Zhu's father said in a deep voice: "It's wrong for him not to have that idea, but it can be done in practice. You have the final say. He will find Director Nie and wait for you to make a call first."

Pang Da breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, the real purpose of my visit to Zhu's father was not to get that call.

Zhang Lan became more and more confident as she spoke: "If you can make a bomber with a range of more than 10,000 kilometers, a combat radius of less than 7,000 kilometers, and can carry mushroom eggs, no one cares whether it is a jet or a turboprop engine? It's only 3,700 kilometers from Urumu to Moscow."

Pang Da said slowly: "Dad, there is no chance to turn around? You still want to fight for it."

"You are worried, if you keep an eye on it." Director Zhao promised: "You go back first."

Speaking of which, that time was also Zhang Lan shooting herself in the foot.

Although Director Nie said that a meeting was needed to study and asked me to go back and listen, Zhang Lan was very sure that I had not succeeded yet.

Zhang Lan patted her calf and said, "You are the one who hit the point right away. You plan to imitate a small-load, long-endurance bomber based on the Tu-95 bomber of the Sulian. Directly use the existing reverse turboprop engine, the basic range should be less than 10,000 kilometers, and the combat radius should exceed 7,000 kilometers. Once successful, you will have a real strategic deterrent for the first time."

For me who knew the final result, the first option was directly denied.

Colonel Ka: "Dad, we can take the money back. You can go out and ask around. There is no money for selling equipment internationally. What's more, we have restored our seat in the United Nations this year. If we really give the money to Wang Hongqi, what will the United States and Britain think? Isn't it raising the status of the seven little gangsters?"

At most, in that matter, the minimum interests of Zhang Lan and Zhu's father did not completely overlap.

Zhang Lan said with a smirk, "Yes, yes."

It must be true as Zhang Lan said. If you can reach that level, it is really important to use what engine.

Although your aviation industry is backward, you have to learn the technology of seventy years later. What's more, Zhang Lan didn't have the ready-made reverse turboprop engine drawings of the Brabazon aircraft, which was equivalent to reducing the difficulty again.

I also participated in the seminar on small aircraft. After picking up the phone and confirming with this side that Zhu's father was not available, Zhang Lan drove over immediately.

Zhang Lan also wanted to explore, and turned to ask: "Dad, you heard some rumors in the past two days. Did the lower level have no explanation for the small aircraft?

That's the result now.

Director Zhao returned to the outside of the factory and hurried directly to the factory director's office.

Director Li sighed and said: "Let's take it one step at a time~ Xiao Fo from Beijing is not easy to deal with. He kept an eye on it in the past few days and made sure there were no mistakes. "

Pang Da was outside at the time, and when he heard the news suddenly, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Sure enough, just eight days ago, Zhang Lan received a call from Director Nie, asking me to come over.

Du Feidao saw Pang Da's face and asked, "What happened?"

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Zhang Lan was outside the fire equipment company, looking back, her almond eyes slightly narrowed, and she thought to herself, "Zhang Lan, you'll see what happens to him."

Du Fei frowned, and with your understanding of Zhang Lan, the matter was definitely not that complicated, and asked, "What do you want to do? "

Du Fei walked around the desk, took Zhang Lan's arm and said, "Let's go home~"

Du Fei still didn't figure it out.

Shen Jianing's office was also slightly surprised before receiving a call.

Zhang Lan didn't say much, asking Zhu's father questions. No matter whether it was a junior or a superior, it was most taboo to speculate on the thoughts of subordinates.

Although Pang Da guessed it, but hearing Zhu's father say it himself, my heart still sank.

Dean Wang sat down on the sofa with a smile: "Is it true that I want to ask you about Zhang Lan?"

Director Zhao said: "Director Li, you are worried and live in the guesthouse."

Dad Zhu listened to me talking more and more, and said with a face: "He said bad things to you, what seven little hooligans

Dad Zhang said: "Okay, I'll be bad when I go there."

"Team leader Du is bad, welcome to Chang'an." The person who met the airport was in his seventies, wearing glasses, gentle and refined, claiming to be surnamed Zhao, and was the deputy director of the factory office.

Director Li nodded and said "retreat". Zhang Lan continued, "It's only 7,000 kilometers away, and the combat radius is 1,800 kilometers. That short-legged bomber, even if it's a jet, can reach Moscow or Wanshengtun?"

But it was only a moment, Zhang Lan calmed down, and did not ask why, it was meaningless, the result was not like that, what needed to be done now was to find a way to deal with it.

Just then, there was another knock on the door.

Du Fei came to Zhang Lan and frowned: "Da Fei, is that possible?"

Zhu Ting nodded: "You are thinking too much, you have to go to Zhang Lan's project team."

Zhang Lan would rather give up the small plane project than go into the muddy water.

Zhang Lan stood beside the desk, bent over and drew a simple sketch, and then explained: "There are two ways to solve the problem of whether your missile range is enough. First, develop a smaller missile with a longer range. It is said that you have not done it yet, but the technical difficulty is great and the cost is high."

The fuel must be injected after launch, which only increases the cost of war preparedness in peacetime, and it often takes several hours or even a day to prepare from the order to the launch.

The result is self-evident. The Science and Technology Committee took the lead in setting up the H-8 project team, which directly connected with the fire equipment company. Pang Da was the team leader and responsible for the general principles, and Du Feidao was the deputy team leader.

Zhu's father nodded: "You know, Lao Zhang talked to you on the phone. My ability is still very weak. I have been recuperating for the last two years due to physical reasons. Now that I have recovered, it is time to add some responsibilities."

The following has not basically reached a consensus. It supports the development of small jet aircraft. At that time, anyone who sings the opposite tune is a wise choice.

Pang Da smiled and asked no more questions. He came out of the unit and sat under Zhang Lan's car. Du Fei said: "Today is back to our mother's place. You go out to eat and invite him to watch a movie after the work."

It can be seen that Director Zhao spoke quite coldly, but he was afraid that he was too welcoming to Zhang Lan.

The question now is, what should we do next?

Although the H-8 project team was established under the procedure, Zhang Lan is still a commander without troops.

Director Nie's secretary was not waiting for me. He finally met Director Nie before registering.

Director Nie nodded, is there anyone who knows more about that aspect than me?

Now the project is being done by Pangda, and you still want to transfer the money over, it is simply unreasonable.

Shen Jianing took out a cigarette box from his pocket and wanted to take a puff, but he raised his head and thought about it, and put it back...

Du Fei was a little confused, you are a liberal arts student, you are too unfamiliar with the twists and turns of that.

Zhang Lan continued: "Seventh, it is not to put the existing missiles close enough to the target to launch...

It will also be pressed down as "sensible".

After all, crying children get no candy.

The one who went with Zhang Lan that time was not Vaswai and Du Fei.

Just like Pangda said, it is enough to use the Tu-95 bomber as a model, and the Tu-95 is a model that was completed in 1951 and has not been put into production in 1956, which is less than 70 years ago.

Pangda continued: "You don't have mushrooms, why do we dare? To put it bluntly, it is not that you are short-handed and can't reach our real weak spot. From your westernmost point to Moscow, it is about 3,700 kilometers, and your latest DF-3 has a range of only about 2,000 kilometers, and your H-8 combat radius is about 1,800 kilometers..."

Speaking of which, there is really no such sudden idea in China. According to the usual thinking, if you want to obtain strategic deterrence, you must "combine missiles with missiles" and make the missiles smaller.

Seeing Zhang Lan coming, he waved and said, "Let's go with you~"

Pang Da hurriedly stood up and said respectfully, "Uncle Nie, I'm sorry to interrupt your work."

And in that case, it is not possible to get extra help from Zhu's father, which is the most difficult thing.

Compared with the political and economic value of the jet plane, the weight of the strategic value will only be heavier.

Zhang Lan did have some complaints in his heart, but it would be the same if it were me, politically it is not the same.

Zhang Lan smiled and said, "You are not sensible, you will do the opposite."

"Dad, did I bother you~" Zhang Lan smiled and left the room, and saw Zhu Dad reading the morning newspaper.

Director Nie waved his hand and said, "You should say these polite words, just tell him what he wants to do, you should listen, he doesn't have any tricks, he can persuade the intermediary to let me make a call for him."

Pang Da said with a smirk, "Anyway, it's not that, you will definitely make money."

Du Fei said that he was the deputy team leader of the project, if he also took it with him.

Pang Da smiled and said that he had something to do, Du Fei said that he left.

But before confirming again, Professor Chen asked what it felt like to be clear.

When Zhang Lan left Director Nie's office, her steps were heavy and her mood was depressed.

The distance between the two sides was too far, and Zhang Lan arrived at her destination more than ten minutes ago.

The door opened, and the person who came was actually Wang Chunfeng's old subordinate, Dean Wang of Jingcheng Kongjun Design Institute.

"Yes~" Zhang Lan raised her head slightly.

It was not until midnight that they were exhausted. Du Fei held Zhang Lan's head in his arms and said softly: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It is possible for one person to finish everything."

Besides, will the foreigner agree?

Sometimes, especially for women, leaving someone alone is the smallest comfort.

"Thank him~" Zhang Lan continued, and then raised her head and smiled.

Pang Da pursed his lips and nodded, but he was determined and said: "Dad, you are going back to Shanghai."

When I got on the plane, there was no one to meet me. It was a staff member of Changan Aircraft Manufacturing Plant, and he greeted them personally.