Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2470 Our Nine Departments Are Too Difficult

Yang Xiaotao didn't expect that his casual remark would cause Hou Baowei to misunderstand him. In the subsequent communication, he demonstrated the saying "a strict teacher produces excellent students" to the fullest.

However, the effect soon became apparent.

Under Hou Baowei's guidance, Ulaka's craft skills improved day by day. In the end, Hou Baowei even doubted whether he really had the talent to teach apprentices.

But when he thought about the other apprentices he had, he finally admitted that it was not because of how well he taught, but because the guy in front of him with the white cloth on his head was really talented.

However, it was precisely because one taught attentively and the other learned seriously that the two became an important bond in future exchanges between the two sides.

And when Hassan learned about it, he was even more delighted.

At the same time, I am also full of gratitude for Huaxia’s careful teaching.

Seeing this, everyone who came to the Ninth Department was very grateful to Yang Xiaotao.

In this regard, Yang Xiaotao could only accept it with peace of mind. He said words like "friend", "friendly" and "sincere", but he decided in his heart that he would add more responsibilities to Comrade Lao Hou in the future.

As for the consumable materials, people have already sent him 100 million yuan. Can he still care about this little money?
So, Hassan’s good friend Comrade Chen Gong came again.

Time paces slowly in the busyness, leaving behind a trail of footprints while also crossing the threshold of October.

In October, the city entered autumn.

This clear and refreshing autumn season has become the favorite time for people in this city.

On October 1st, the whole country celebrates.

The entire city was wrapped in red flags, and the cheering of "Long live the city" had not stopped since morning.

Yang Youning from the Ninth Department organized the logistics personnel to join the team.

As for others, they are still fighting on the front line.

At noon, the leader’s speech came over the radio, shaking the entire Nine Departments.

Even the busy workers put down their tools and became excited when they heard the familiar voice.

This is the day that Yang Xiaotao has been looking forward to for a long time.

Because every time this day comes, every time the old man's voice appears in people's ears, the strongest amplification skill is activated.

Afterwards, whether they were workers, farmers, or people from all walks of life, they all threw themselves into their work with incredible enthusiasm, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

This is what Yang Xiaotao needs, and it is also what the current Nine Departments need.

After the 11th, the atmosphere in the Nine Departments became increasingly tense.

Because everyone knows that the delivery time is getting closer and closer.

Yang Xiaotao was walking among the factories of the Ninth Department. People passing by cast respectful glances at him and greeted him casually.

His face looked calm, but in his heart he was still a little anxious.

When he arrived at the workshop, Yang Xiaotao's eyes stopped on the two planes.

"Yang Department!"

Wu Zhe came over, rubbing his waist, his face full of fatigue.

"Didn't I tell you to rest at home? Why are you here again?"

Yang Xiaotao saw Wu Zhe frowning, and he scolded him while asking someone to bring a chair.

Wu Zhe was moved by what he heard, but he shook his head and said, "I have a lot on my mind and I can't stay idle."

He was helping to move things in the workshop a while ago and ended up spraining his waist. He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

If I can't get up by myself, what will I do with my future work?
Fortunately, I just sprained my waist.

Wang Hao quickly found a chair and Wu Zhe nodded gratefully, then sat down and looked at the busy crowd in front of him.

Wang Xushan, Hu Feng and others were undergoing the examination, looking nervous.

Bian Xiang and his team were also checking various parts of the plane, with fatigue on their faces.

"Another week, and that'll be about it."

"I hope that's okay."

Wu Zhe was talking on the side, but Yang Xiaotao was holding the design drawing, his eyes fixed on the plane in front of him.

You can tell if there is any problem by putting on glasses.

I just hope that now that I see the problem, it can be solved as soon as possible.

"What's the situation at the Seventh Ministry of Machinery?"

Yang Xiaotao put down the design drawing and began to ask about the weapons that came with the Desert Eagle.

Wu Zhe shook his head. "I don't know. When I asked the other party the day before yesterday, they said that PL-3 still needs to be improved and it has not been officially finalized yet."

Yang Xiaotao frowned after hearing this, "It's almost time for delivery, but it's not made yet? Are we going to let the Desert Eagle fight with its machine guns?"

Then he felt annoyed again, "We gave them five million, and we can make it even if we have to do new research."

"They are not using it for other purposes."

Wu Zhe on the side shut his mouth. Yang Xiaotao could say this, but he didn't dare to respond.

"Forget it, I'll go ask later."

Yang Xiaotao also realized that he shouldn't talk nonsense here, so he replied and looked at the plane where the radar was being installed.

On the side, technicians from the 14th Institute were giving instructions, but Yang Xiaotao was thinking about the news they brought.

The new radar has entered the acceptance stage and is expected to be installed on Baiju at the beginning of next year. However, the production cost of the new radar has directly increased threefold.

In other words, the cost of Baiju will be higher in the future.

Even with the continuous upgrading of other technologies, the cost will gradually increase.

“We have to raise the price.”

Yang Xiaotao said this softly, and Wu Zhe thought he was talking about the Desert Eagle, which was a weapon and equipment, so he looked strange when he heard about the price increase.

The production cost of this aircraft has been increased threefold by Yang Xiaotao from the initial J-8 prototype's five million yuan to fifteen million yuan.

If we raise the price again now, how much will it be?

Twenty million?
Then according to the agreement signed with the other party, the purchase price is double the cost price, which is 40 million. Converted into US dollars, it would be at least 16 million US dollars.

this.
Minister Yang really has an extraordinary vision.

"Old Wu, since you are here, please help keep an eye on it."

"If you feel unwell, go back immediately."

Wu Zhe nodded after hearing this, "Don't worry, Chief Yang, just leave this to me."

Yang Xiaotao nodded, then looked at his watch and said, "I'm going to the pharmaceutical factory. If there's anything here, please let me know."

Wu Zhe understood and smiled, "This time our hero is back."

Yang Xiaotao smiled and said, "Yes, I'll be gone for more than a year."

After saying that, Yang Xiaotao walked out.

Red Star Pharmaceutical Factory.

Early in the morning, the workers at the pharmaceutical factory began to busy themselves with hanging up lights and cleaning.

Bai Jingshu led Gong Xiangjun, Wang Zichun and other leaders of the pharmaceutical factory to check the place inside and out several times. Liang Zuoxin even sent capable personnel from the Security Department to ensure safety.

"Deputy Director Gong, there are a lot of people coming this time, so we must keep up with the logistics."

"Especially the lunch at noon, we need to let our comrades feel our sincerity."

Gong Xiangjun nodded immediately, "Don't worry, Director. We started preparing for this three days ago. We have prepared chicken, mutton, pork, eggs, duck eggs, and all kinds of vegetables. The chefs who cook are all selected from Fengze Garden. We guarantee that the food will be delicious and satisfy the heroes."

"Okay, this is a big deal for our pharmaceutical factory, and Department Yang is also very concerned."

Bai Jing recounted the story, and then whispered, "We must show our sincerity this time."

"Let more people choose to join our Ninth Department, so that our Ninth People's Hospital can be established faster."

"Our pharmaceutical factory will only grow stronger in the future."

Wang Zichun's heart was burning with anger when he heard this. "Director, don't worry."

"The several medicines we produce are very popular all over the country. We receive new orders every day, and we can never finish them all."

"Plus two new drugs that will be coming out of the research institute soon, hahahaha"

"Director, I think we need to apply to Yang's department to see if we can expand the scale."

Bai Jingshu and others beside him also smiled with pride after hearing this, and everyone nodded.

"Okay, once this matter is over, I will apply to Department Yang."

"But we still have to get this done right now."

Everyone's expressions tensed and they nodded in unison.

Afterwards, Bai Jingshu took people to check the built rostrum and the slogans posted everywhere. Only after everything was in order did they go to the office.

Just then, the secretary ran over from the office, looking nervous.

Bai Jingshu saw it and immediately asked, "Have they arrived?" The secretary nodded, "Military Yang has already set off and will be here soon."

"Okay, let's get ready."

"Let's go wait at the door."

After saying that, Bai Jingshu walked towards the gate.

At this moment, outside the gate, a group of neatly-dressed workers lined up in two rows, holding flags and flowers in their hands, and two large loudspeakers standing outside the gate emitted passionate sounds.

About half an hour.

Bai Jingshu saw several cars appear at the end of the road, and everyone's expressions immediately became excited.

The car stopped in front, Yang Xiaotao got out, followed by Li Hongfeng.

Bai Jingshu stepped forward, Yang Xiaotao nodded, and then looked at the car behind.

The first person to get out was Mr. Chen, and the one who got out of the car behind was my uncle.

Yang Xiaotao understood why Mr. Chen could come.

But I didn’t expect that my uncle would come too.

But when I thought about the time my uncle spent in Guangdong Province, I figured it out.

After all, it was my uncle who insisted on building the Peninsula Hospital.

It can be said that this is the result of my uncle’s hard work.

"Chief!"

Yang Xiaotao came up to the two men and said, "This is Bai Jingshu, the director of the pharmaceutical factory."

"Hello, two chiefs."

Bai Jingshu tried to calm down and greeted him generously.

Elder Chen nodded, "Let's go in first, people will be here soon."

After saying that, he looked at his uncle and said, "This time, you should come."

The uncle nodded, "Then I will take the lead."

Chen Lao smiled and said, "That's what I should do."

Then, under the leadership of Yang Xiaotao, they walked towards the factory. The staff behind them got off the truck with piles of documents in their hands.

The workers on both sides waved their arms and cheered with genuine emotion.

While walking, Li Hongfeng asked Bai Jingshu, "The process of this conference is first the opening speech by the leader, and the focus is on the award ceremony."

"This time the superiors decided to hold the meeting here. It shows their appreciation for us and is also to help us promote the company. We can't be careless."

Bai Jingshu nodded immediately, "Secretary, don't worry, we are all ready."

"Everyone who comes here will at least have a consolation prize."

Although the funds for hosting this event were all borne by Department Nine, and even the gifts and rewards were paid for by Department Nine out of pocket, the benefits are obvious.

Demonstrate financial resources and strength.

This is the only way to retain more talents.

"That's good."

"By the way, you also need to be prepared to go on stage to receive the award."

Upon hearing this, Bai Jingshu and others were overjoyed.

This is what they have been looking forward to, but they dare not hope for it.

Now that Li Hongfeng said this, doesn’t it mean that it’s a sure thing?
For a moment, everyone became more motivated.

Li Hongfeng asked other questions and Bai Jingshu also answered them.

In front, Yang Xiaotao led the two to the podium, and the three of them found a place to sit down casually.

"Sixty-eight people came back this time. They were the first to go south. There are attending doctors and nurses."

The uncle smoked a cigarette with a look of emotion on his face, "It's them who have earned enough face for the country."

"And the drugs produced by your pharmaceutical factory, if they are guns, then what you produce here are bullets."

"You have contributed a lot to this."

Yang Xiaotao smiled and said, "Then I would like to thank the superiors for their care on behalf of the workers in the pharmaceutical factory."

Elder Chen smiled and said, "Do you want to be cared for a little? To be honest, this method of treatment is due to your contribution."

The uncle nodded after hearing this, but Yang Xiaotao shook his head and said, "Forget it, forget it. I'll just let it go."

After hearing this, the two looked at each other and smiled, without saying anything more.

Now, Yang Xiaotao already has enough halos around him, and adding one more would just be icing on the cake.

Moreover, adding too much would not be of much help to Yang Xiaotao, and might even backfire, making the result more trouble than gain.

When three people are together, naturally there is no need to chat.

When talking about work, we soon talked about aircraft manufacturing.

Of course, we cannot avoid the topic of 120 million.

Yang Xiaotao reported on the progress of the Desert Eagle. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be ready for test flight in mid-October.

If there are no problems, there will be no problem in delivering two in November.

As for the subsequent production, Yang Xiaotao plans to hand it over to the second factory in Shengjing.

After all, it is the template of the J-8, and they have all the technology and machines. For this matter, the factory director Yu Zimo would run to Sijiu City whenever he had time.

"This 120 million may seem like a lot, but it can be very useful."

Yang Xiaotao said that Qian Lai started complaining immediately, and the two of them laughed when they heard it.

"We previously cooperated with several government departments, offering 5 million at one time, and 5 million at another. After one came, several came, and we couldn't refuse them all, so after all the cooperation, we were left with 80 million."

"Then we have to make up for the losses incurred by the various aircraft processing plants and issue new R&D tasks, especially for radar and fire control. These are the big spenders."

"Finally, there is the consumption of production materials. There is not much left out of the 80 million."

"I originally thought it was enough, and was thinking of upgrading the White Colt and the Blue Colt together, but now it seems that it is not enough at all."

"But there are still some people who are targeting us. If we had known earlier, we would have refused them. It would have been much better for us to come to you with the bill and ask for the money later!"

At the end, Yang Xiaotao complained to Mr. Chen.

Old Chen smiled complacently, "Well, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you run a household. Now you know."

Then he looked at his uncle and said, "This kid got 120 million. I feel a lot more relaxed here!"

The uncle smiled and said, "Of course, he attracted the fire for you."

When Yang Xiaotao heard that this was true, his eyes lit up, "Commander, you are the old leader of our Ninth Department. You can't just watch us suffer. Old leader, please give us another tens of millions."

"Come on, you didn't think about these things when you were spending money, but now you're just thinking about good things."

Old Chen was shocked by Yang Xiaotao's words. Tens of millions? Did he really think he was a treasure pot? He was so bold to say tens of millions casually.

"This is not a way to avoid being sentimental."

Yang Xiaotao continued to grumble, but Old Chen didn't buy it. "Then can't you give me less? One million is not enough?"

As soon as Mr. Chen finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao nodded immediately, "Okay, next time they come again, I'll tell them what you said."

Elder Chen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "You kid, you are setting a trap for me here."

My uncle was also laughing on the side, but Yang Xiaotao was indeed a bit extravagant in spending money, and it would be great if those cooperative projects could really bring results.

But I’m afraid it will all go to waste.

As for the welfare of the Nine Departments, this matter may not be known nationwide, but as long as there is a Nine Department factory, many people know about it.

This is not conducive to unity.

After this incident is over, I will remind you.

"Oh, I have something else to do."

Old Chen suddenly thought of something and looked at Yang Xiaotao, "You still remember the thank-you letter from the Desert King last time, right?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "Remember, it was sent by Hassan. If it weren't for this thank-you letter, we wouldn't have to rush to catch up with the progress now."

"It feels like in the past two years, first with Baiju and then with Shaying, our Nine Departments have been like a wound-up spring, always on edge."

"After this period of time, we will definitely give the workers a holiday."

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, he sighed again, "Alas, our Nine Departments have been overwhelmed by the tasks one after another. We are almost unable to breathe."

"Even with this, there are still people who are targeting us and trying to get benefits from us every day."

"Old leader, we are from the ninth department."

"too difficult."

(End of this chapter)