The next day, Ye Zhou participated in the latest negotiation meeting with Mao Xiong. At this meeting, the Balanov Institute changed its tough attitude at the previous meetings and made concessions on many conditions.

The Nantianmen project team did not stick to the original conditions anymore, but instead proposed technical transfer conditions that the other party would be more acceptable.

These technical transfer conditions include Big White Goose, Swift nuclear-powered engine, the latest NK-32 aircraft engine, and some aviation project technologies that have not yet been announced. At the meeting, the two sides initially discussed the first two technology transfer strategies, but further discussions are needed for more other technologies.

However, this has been a big improvement.

After the meeting, Ariksai and the man in suit came to the small road outside the institute for a walk. After walking until there was no sight from others around him, Ariksai said with some emotion:

"This time the cooperation with the Nantianmen project has been basically negotiated. The subsequent negotiations are just some in-depth supplements. Our position has been confirmed, and there is not much room for remorse."

The man in the suit nodded and replied:

"This result is already very good. Our initial goal has been achieved and there is no big loss in technical transfer. After all, no one can tell in advance that they will actually achieve such a big technological breakthrough in such a short time and be able to enter the game in advance is already considered our success."

Speaking of this, he suddenly laughed at himself and continued:

"I heard that on the day the Qilian engine was released, the Nantianmen project team rejected all cooperation applications from Chouguo, and even did not intend to let them participate in the marginal areas. This trick is really too..."

"It's so disgusting?"

Ariksey asked in additional question.

"Yes, it seems that Chouguo did not suffer too much damage because of the Nantianmen project team's remorse, but I can almost imagine their expressions."

"Ariksai, do you know? Based on the information we received, the owner of the Ugly Strategic Analysis Office is going to change again."

"This time the man named Eisen did not die of any heart disease or other accidents. He just packed his luggage and went back to the countryside. I guess he would never re-enter the strategic analysis field in his life."

Ariksai nodded and said with some self-deprecating words:

"Actually, after making such a big misjudgment on the other party's technical strength, I should pack my luggage and go back to the countryside, but with our current situation, I really can't get away."

"I won't let you go back to the countryside, we still need you. Especially in the cooperation of the Nantianmen project, we need you even more."

"If there is no suitable helm for this cooperation project, our cooperation with the other party may only unilaterally provide them with benefits."

"This is what I hope you can do - don't transfer benefits unilaterally, but get what we need from them."

The man in the suit changed slightly, and he paused for a moment before continuing:

"I still remember what the young man named Chen Hao said to you and Sergei at our first meeting. He said, "We are no longer glorious. At first I was still worried about this sentence. Now, my thoughts have changed a little."

"What he said is right, at least to some extent, that our glory is indeed not as good as before, but it is not only because of our decline, but because they have risen too quickly and too incredible."

"A violently burning prairie fire cannot really think of any glory for a bonfire."

"But our bonfire has also illuminated the cold winter night sky in the northern hemisphere."

Hearing the words of the man in the suit, Ariksai fell silent in a rare manner.

After a long time, he took out a pack of old-fashioned "Baihai" cigarettes from his pocket, lit them and took a deep breath, and then said:

"Our bonfire is going to be extinguished."

“The Nantianmen Project is our only opportunity.”

"The significance of this project is not only in the aviation field, but more importantly, we must reach more extensive cooperation with them through this project."

"In the past, our cooperation was only limited to the resource field, which was not enough."

"They have begun to deploy new energy. Once the strategies are fully rolled out, we may even be kicked away by them in a few decades."

"Technology, only technical cooperation is the only way out."

“We have to do more from the start of aviation.”

"Let's just let's put our reserve first... Actually, it's no big deal. Objectively speaking, this is not the first time in history."

The man in the suit nodded, waved his hand to dispel the smoke in front of him, and replied with some emotion:

"Yes, this is not the first time."

"History is always repeated again and there is no way for me."

"I just hope that this big reshuffle will help us maintain our place as much as possible."

......

After the negotiations with the Balanov Institute ended, Ye Zhou did not pack his luggage and prepare to leave for a leave like he promised to the Xinghui man. Instead, he came to the hidden sanatorium with Chen Hao again.

There, he met the old man who was dying.

After all, he still couldn't hold on to the Qilian engine to officially get on the plane for test flight.

However, what comforted Ye Zhou was that after the engine test was successful, Chen Hao had already arranged special personnel to notify him of the result, which fulfilled the old man's last wish.

This was the third day after the test drive. The old man had already been on intensive care equipment, and his heartbeat and blood pressure had dropped to an extremely dangerous level. When Ye Zhou arrived, he had completely lost consciousness.

The old man's son introduced the old man's condition to Ye Zhou in the last few days. According to him, although the old man's physical condition was extremely bad, he was in a good mood.

".........He has been saying these days that the biggest regret in his life is also gone."

"He asked me to say thank you. He originally wanted to call you over and have a good talk about the engine, but then he thought you should be very busy, so he didn't bother you."

"It's also my problem. I didn't expect his physical condition to deteriorate so quickly. When he saw the materials you sent, he asked me to buy him wine that day."

"Actually, his body can't touch alcohol at all. He told me that it doesn't matter if I buy it and don't drink it. I just take a look at it and just think that I've been drunk."

Ye Zhou nodded silently and looked at the old man on the hospital bed who had been shriveled to the point where he had almost lost his blood.

His breathing was smooth, but also weak.

Ye Zhou couldn't help but wonder whether he was just asleep, was he in a dream of a heroic battle with a golden sword and an iron horse, and after fighting the sky, drinking happily, and singing the same song to the prosperous era?

There is no answer, but it seems that the answer is extremely clear.

He sat down next to the hospital bed and was about to hold the old man's hand, but at this moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

Accompanied by bursts of rapid exhalation, the old man seemed to finally wake up from the long dream. His eyes looked at Ye Zhou and his mouth made a vague and low voice.

Ye Zhou softly comforted the old man. The other party finally calmed down. The son who was waiting on the side had called the doctor. After the preliminary examination, the doctor secretly cast an helpless look at Ye Zhou.

This is just a rebirth.

The old man's body has entered the countdown to the exhaustion of oil and the lamp has dried up.

As the old man's eyes became brighter, his breathing gradually became smoother. After more than ten minutes, he even took the initiative to sit up and asked the doctor to take off his breathing mask.

Ye Zhou knew that he had something to say, so he leaned over, the old man held his hand tightly, and said the last few words to him.

"The core thermal components of Qilian engine work very well, but the performance has been severely dragged down by other structural parts. You should have more snacks."

"You copied the ge-9x model of fan blade heat dissipation holes. This model is very good, but it is not suitable for Qilian after the heat component is changed. You need to change it!"

"After the thrust reaches 90 tons, the engine surge point is mainly concentrated on each connecting shaft, which means that your finishing process is not enough. In the future, we should focus on this direction."

After saying three sentences, the old man urgently put on his breathing mask again, then closed his eyes and never said a word again.

On March 24, at 1 a.m., the old man who inherited his father's will and devoted his life to the cause of China Aviation and Development, passed away suddenly.

This day is Ye Zhou’s birthday.
Chapter completed!