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Chapter 181 Goodwill

In later generations, whenever the large aircraft produced by the Republic were mentioned, Wusong Aircraft Manufacturing Factory was a hurdle that could not be avoided no matter what.

When the Republic suffered a series of special aircraft such as transport aircraft, early warning aircraft, tanker aircraft, anti-submarine patrol aircraft, the tragic card of the Yun-Sen once surging across the Internet, magazines, and newspapers, and even caused countless ripples within the aviation industry.

At that time, the Wusong Aircraft Manufacturing Factory had a buff similar to Yue Fei and Dou E on its head, which was basically equated with the sad heroes in the hearts of ordinary people in the Republic.

Liang Yuan, a commoner in his previous life, knew little about the inside story of the production of such a country's important weapon. However, his old career has a close connection with the aviation industry. By chance, he knew some anecdotes in the aviation industry of the Republic.

In that year, except for the opposition of Ma Fengshan and a few others, most of the remaining ones were happy to beat drums and drums. Otherwise, Yunshi would not be able to stop so easily. The combat effectiveness of military-industry employees is not comparable to that of ordinary state-owned enterprises. Yan Hongji, the Iron-Faced Prime Minister of the Republic, was in charge of the Northeast and the reform of the Shengjing Aircraft Manufacturing Factory, ended up being in a dilemma.

After the McDonald project was completely ruined, these people turned to Volkswagen without hesitation. What they did was nothing more than ordinary diet and sex, but they did not see any nostalgia for the blue sky like a dream.

However, the unknown mpc75 project team, in the late 1990s, when the Republic's efforts to large passenger aircraft were put into full swing, in order to keep the technology incense continued. There was a tragic move of individual fundraising to continue to maintain paper technology research and development.

Unfortunately, the man in Shaanxi is straightforward and only knows how to work but not create momentum. This matter is only circulated in very small circles and is not known to the people of the whole country.

After the project was established in the new century arj21 branch passenger plane, many old experts from the original Yun-10 project team took the initiative to show their remaining energy. The country absorbed many experts from the original project team with the idea of ​​making the best use of people and making the best use of things. As a result, it was revealed that they were arbitrary and conservative. They engaged in scientific research in political work style. After being cleared by the project team, they became a "scammer" and fell to the point of fooling private enterprises for their own profits. It is really sad.

Although the chats that Liang Yuan heard at the beginning could not be resorted to documents. He could only be passed down by word of mouth at private gatherings. However, there was no wind and waves. The strong tragic color of the Yun Ten Project in later generations concealed the countless problems that existed in the project itself.

What can touch people's hearts in the world are the persistence and dedication of idealists. Therefore, rather than the tragedy of the Yun-Ten Project, it is more appropriate to say that the personal tragedy of the project chief engineer Ma Fengshan. If Ma Lao's depression ends, Yun-Ten is just a product of normal elimination of food and women under the market concept.

Sitting on the sofa, listening to Jiang Qingmin talking about the famous Wusong Aircraft Manufacturing Factory, Liang Yuan's thoughts were endless. Ma Fengshan, the chief designer of Yunshi, had already rested sick. If there was no accident, Ma Fengshan would pass away next year...

Liang Yuan sighed helplessly. Human resources are always over, even if he is back against the will of heaven. Although he has avoided the tragedy of his mother's mentor, Professor Wu Zhonghua, who died prematurely due to overwork, he is really powerless to do anything about Ma Fengshan, who is thousands of miles away and has no intersection in life.

Liu Wenyue gently tapped the small table in the bar in front of him with his fingers, and his thoughts were turned on. Although Jiang Qingmin's words were short, the amount of information was very large, and he also had some meanings of deep words. Like such stubborn and secret struggles, they rarely came to the table and said it clearly.

However, he is Jiang Qingmin's immediate boss and an insider in the aviation industry. He is a piece of paper in his personnel resume. It can be said that he has nothing to do with the inherent interest structure of the aviation industry. It is understandable that Jiang Qingmin does this.

Moreover, Jiang Qingmin revealed his shortcomings so much that he not only turned the influence of the Germans' sudden change in mpc75 design into invisible, but also won over the relationship with him.

What is a faction? Sharing information that others cannot share, and sharing that others cannot enjoy benefits is a faction. Liu Wenyue, who is worried that he will not find a place in the aviation industry, would not give up such a good opportunity?

Liu Wenyue first comforted her, then made bold statements, and acted as if she had set up a new top in the domestic aviation industry. For a moment, the atmosphere in the cabin was great and the guests and guests were all happy.

The less than an hour's flight from the Mbb factory to the Hamburg Hotel was only enough for Liu Wenyue and Jiang Qingmin to understand each other's basic positions and kindness. There was nothing to do with business. After the yacht landed, the group did not take the bus, but walked slowly back to the hotel along the street.

After entering the hotel lobby, Liu Wenyue took the opportunity to ask for a small conference room and called Jiang Qingmin and Feng Hao, the head of the mpc75 pneumatic design team who came to the hotel together, Meng Xiaodong, and others to the conference room, intending to close the door and discuss the issue of mpc75's sending change.

Liang Yuan, who was idle, returned to the room and found a note on the coffee table. When he picked it up, he saw that it was a message from two little girls.

"Xiaoyuan, we went shopping with our mother. We are going to eat the Turkish barbecue we ate yesterday in the evening. You come back from the factory early, so go there to find us in the evening."

The signature below is a small house with wings and a little cartoonish. The homonym of "home" and "fly" are regarded as the common signature of the two little girls.

Looking at the familiar signature of the notes in his hand, Liang Yuan's face was covered with a warm smile. History always had a stubborn correction. The cartoonish little house was the signature Jia Jia used when he wrote to himself after the two separated in his previous life.

However, the signature in front of me was mutated. Looking at the pair of wings on both sides of the house on the notes, Liang Yuan smiled helplessly. Although the three of them were still as close as before as they grew older, Liang Yuan really couldn't guess whether the future days would be a blessing or a disaster after the extra wings.

Liang Yuan always saw shopping as if he was afraid of the way, so he had no intention of sending him to his door. He put down his notes and went to the hotel restaurant for a late lunch. He ordered a work meal for Liu Wenyue and others who had forgotten the problem of eating. Then he went back to the room and took a good nap. When he opened his eyes again, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

Drinking the mineral water on the head of the bed, Liang Yuan stretched out of the bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Liu Wenyue sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking through the information in his hand. (To be continued...)
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