The Military-industrial Scientific Research System of the Academic Master Chapter 195

Chapter 195: International Traitor

According to Chang Haonan's understanding, Project No. 10 did not encounter any major setbacks during the final assembly stage of the prototype.

Hence the timetable provided by Yang Wei should be accurate.

The expected completion time of the J-7F prototype happens to be in May.

As an improved version of a mature model, the J-7F does not require particularly complicated ground preparations and can be ready for test flight soon.

So he quickly made arrangements in his mind for his itinerary after the Spring Festival.

Go back to school first to deal with graduation matters, take a short break, and then go back to 611 in April and May to collect data and continue to promote research on surge prediction theory.

Perfect.

After satisfying his desire to see the J-10 and getting the information he wanted, Chang Haonan did not stay for too long. He checked the progress of the two J-7Fs before leaving Factory 132.

For the final assembly stage of the prototype, he is an additional existence that plays no role. Staying in the workshop for a long time will only affect the work efficiency of others.

“By the way, Mr. Lu.”

The two of them got on the JB121, which had air leakage from all sides. When they were about to walk out of the factory gate, Chang Haonan suddenly had an idea and asked Lu Yuying next to him:

“Factory 132, or any of our 611 places that don't sell any cultural and creative products?”

Since Chang Jiayao wants to be a pilot, it seems that she can get an aircraft model produced by the aviation industry as a gift to her.

“What are cultural and creative products?”

Obviously this concept had not yet emerged in the 1990s.

So Lu Yuying asked with a confused look on his face.

However, he still motioned to the driver to pull over to the side of the road and stop.

“Well… they are cultural and creative products, some gadgets related to our business, such as bookmarks, water cups, stationery, and aircraft models produced by aircraft manufacturers, etc. with the logo of our aviation industry.”

Chang Haonan, who was sitting in the back seat, explained it in as simple and understandable a language as possible.

“Well…we probably don't have any business in this area…”

Chang Haonan understood it after thinking about it for a while.

In this era, most people are still struggling to make ends meet, and the military fan group is relatively weak in both quantity and purchasing power. Naturally, the aviation industry system cannot think of such a revenue-generating business.

Furthermore, model culture has not yet developed much. In the eyes of many people, this thing should only be played by children.

However, after a little thought, Lu Yuying came up with a solution:

“If you really want it, you can ask a worker to make one for you. Anyway, everyone is familiar with those types of aircraft, so it shouldn't take long. Models like the wind tunnel are also made in the factory.”

“That's okay, the comrades workers are already busy enough during this period, so we won't cause them any extra trouble. Let's go back first.”

The car started up again and drove slowly towards the 611 office.

The reason why Chang Haonan chose to refuse was only for one reason. The more important reason was that before he was reborn, he had seen those white metal molds used in wind tunnels. The restoration and craftsmanship were very good, but they were completely the original color of metal. , the beauty is average.

And places like the edges of the wings are as sharp as blades and can be easily cut.

It seems that I have to think about whether I can buy other gifts.

At this time, the driver who had been driving silently spoke:

“Chang Gong, in fact, this kind of thing should be sold in your capital city.”

In many cases, origin is not determined by where one's hometown is, but by where one works, or where one's organizational connections are.

As a person from Beijing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics, Chang Haonan is naturally considered to be someone sent from Beijing.

“The capital?”

"Yes, I have driven a car for a visiting foreign delegation before, and I heard from the receptionist at the Aviation Technology Group that there is a shop specializing in souvenirs at the Beijing headquarters. If you are interested, you can go and have a look."

The driver replied.

"I see."

This is a direction that Chang Haonan has never thought of before.

He originally planned to go home directly from Rongcheng, but it seemed that he could also go back to school on the way.

Anyway, he doesn't need to pay for the travel expenses himself, and there is an apartment over there that although he has no property rights, it is considered his.

Since I got the key, I have only lived here for less than ten days in total.

The novelty has not worn off yet.

“By the way, that store shouldn't be open to the public only, right?”

Chang Haonan remembered that some of the literary works he had read seemed to have settings similar to foreign-related shops.

The kind that only accepts foreign currency and is not open to locals.

As a result, he received a blank look from Lu Yuying:

“Even people my age know that the special retail business disappeared last year. How come...”

"Well…"

Chang Haonan, who was a little embarrassed, raised his hand and touched his nose:

“I have been busy studying in the past few years. I have never been out of school, so I don't know much about these things.”

The actual reason is of course that he has not been reborn last year, and he has never been to that kind of super large shopping mall in his previous life.

“That's right, otherwise you wouldn't be able to learn so much.”

Lu Yuying immediately believed this statement:

“It's God who rewards those who work hard!”

The sigh made Chang Haonan feel a little embarrassed.

Chang Haonan flew back to the capital on the next day's flight.

The first thing I do after I get home is to clean the house that I haven't lived in for several months.

The body of a young man is indeed different. Twenty years later, after such a flight, he would definitely be so tired that he would fall asleep after returning home. How could he still have such abundant energy? Then...

Since I have been away for such a long time, there is no way there will be anything to eat at home.

And it's getting late now. In the 1990s, the service industry had just gotten rid of the slogan “Don't beat customers”, so there weren't many shopping malls open late at night.

At least Chang Haonan didn't know where to find one near the school.

So I still have to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

Since it is already winter vacation, most students have left school and gone home, so the cafeteria has also closed for dine-in meals, leaving only a window to take care of those students who stay in school for various reasons, as well as the very few who have no home. The teacher is a hard-working teacher who can't cook.

The result is that the queue length here is no less than usual...

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Chang Haonan looked at the people in the team and realized that he didn't bring a lunch box.

Thinking about the hundreds of thousands of dollars in his bankbook, he finally decided not to go back and spend five cents to buy a disposable lunch box.

Then he met a fat man with curly hair here.

“A lunch box.”

The latter handed over the dime coin in his hand.

“Old Wu?”

Chang Haonan silently took back the five cents he had taken out.

“Brother Nan?”

Wu Yifan turned around, also looking shocked.

After a few seconds, he turned his head back again:

“Two lunch boxes.”

Ten minutes later, the two people carrying the food left the canteen together.

“Would you like to go to my place and eat together?”

The two people who have a good relationship haven't seen each other for more than half a year, and they really have a lot to talk about.

But Chang Haonan is going to buy gifts for his family tomorrow. This kind of thing will most likely take a whole day in 1997.

“It still doesn't work. I have to get up early tomorrow and prepare to go back and have an early rest.”

Chang Haonan shook his head as he walked:

“By the way, Lao Wu, do you know how to get to AVIC International Building by bus?”

"Where is that?"

Wu Yifan, a person who is not prepared to engage in his own profession, is naturally confused.

“Well, it's just...”

I got stuck mid-sentence.

AVIC International Building is near the Bird's Nest.

But the Olympic bid has not been successful yet, and there is no Bird's Nest at all.

Other than that, Chang Haonan didn't know any other landmark buildings around it—the first time he went there was in 2007.

Wu Yifan who saw this scene probably understood:

“Forget it, do you know the approximate location?”

“In Chaoyang District, outside the North Fourth Ring Road, which is currently under construction.”

“That's fine, I'll send you there tomorrow.”

"You give…"

Chang Haonan was stunned:

“How do you send me off?”

"hey-hey…"

Wu Yifan showed a smile and pointed to a red car parked not far away:

“I got a car.”

　　After all, I am in my early twenties. Even if I can usually behave more diplomatically, I will still show some emotions in front of my best friends.

It's a kind of showing off, but it's obviously not malicious.

"ah?"

Chang Haonan knew in his previous life that Wu Yifan made his first pot of gold in his last school year.

But I didn't expect the barrel to be so big.

You must know that the price of a car in the 1990s was even higher than that of more than 20 years later, often costing hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, not to mention the converted purchasing power.

Even low-end Korean cars like Hyundai and Daewoo are worth a house in Beijing, let alone models like Audi, BMW, and Buick.

The two of them walked to the car.

It is square and square, and looks pretty good.

“Not bad, Lao Wu, this car is quite beautiful, what brand is it?”

“Lada 2107 is a Lao Maozi car. I received it directly from them. It cost less than 50,000 yuan. I originally wanted to sell it, but in the end I didn't want to part with it and kept it for myself.”

Speaking of his favorite car, Wu Yifan is obviously very interested.

“I fuck…”

Comparing to the car in front of him, what Wu Yifan just said shocked him even more:

“Are you a cheater?”

(End of this chapter)

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