Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2476 Really, his grandma's huge profits

airport.

After the two Desert Eagles were inspected, the report was handed over to Mr. Peng who was waiting on the side.

After receiving the inspection report from the ground crew, President Peng glanced at the last column before smiling and saying to Wadley, "The plane's first flight was successful, there are no problems."

As soon as the words fell, applause broke out all around.

Mr. Zhang and Mr. Chen looked at each other and smiled. Wu Zhe, Bian Xiang and others behind Yang Xiaotao also hugged each other and shook hands.

Then a group of people rushed to the plane.

Bian Xiang even reached out and touched the still warm engine port, tears streaming down his face.

Wu Zhe walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder gently, and comforted him in a low voice.

More people around were cheering, jumping and celebrating the victory.

At this moment, the area around the plane became a sea of ​​joy.

Wadley even shook hands with Mr. Peng enthusiastically and said, "Thank you, thank you very much."

"Happy together, rejoice together."

Without waiting for the translator to speak, Mr. Peng answered with a smile.

At this moment, both parties were happy together.

"Congratulations, Yang."

Next to the plane, Wadley stood next to the Desert Eagle and spoke seriously to Yang Xiaotao.

Yang Xiaotao smiled and said modestly, "Mr. Wadley, this is just the first flight. We will need to do a test flight to verify it later."

Wadley smiled and shook his head, "Yang, I'm also a pilot."

"I know that airplanes are our partners. Sometimes, we don't need to spend too much time together. We just need to observe carefully to determine whether we are friends!"

Wadley spoke seriously, and his words were full of deep meaning.

The translator on the side spoke in a low voice, while Mr. Peng and Mr. Chen remained silent.

Yang Xiaotao still smiled after hearing this, "You are right. Sometimes, what you see with your eyes is not necessarily true. A true friend will stand up for you in times of crisis!"

Wadley's eyes lit up and then he laughed.

He knew that Yang Xiaotao's identity might not allow him to influence the right to speak, but he believed that Yang Xiaotao's future would be more than that.

Building good relationships now will benefit you in the future.

"Well, dear Mr. Yang, can we discuss the follow-up of the plane?"

Wadley suddenly laughed, and Yang Xiaotao laughed too.

Not far away, Mr. Peng, Mr. Chen and others also smiled.

Because the money is coming.

After lunch, Mr. Peng, Mr. Chen, Mr. Yang, Xiao Tao and others saw Wadley and his party out of the airport.

Looking at the convoy going away, Mr. Peng suddenly laughed.

Then came Mr. Chen, Mr. Zhang...

Yang Xiaotao also smiled in a relaxed manner.

Although nothing was confirmed about this meal, everything was settled.

The other party was very satisfied with the Desert Eagle.

Not only the other party was satisfied, but also Mr. Zhang and others were very satisfied.

They know very well that the Desert Eagle is just the export version of the J-8.

If the export version of the J-8 can achieve double 25, then if it is the original version, it should be able to achieve double 28 at least.

Imagine a group of J-8s flying at Mach 2.8 at an altitude of 28,000 meters, with faster white horses and even faster blue horses overhead.

At that time, Lanju will take the lead and use his speed to defeat the opponent alive, and kick the door open.

A white horse followed behind and ran rampant throughout the house, smashing it to pieces.

Finally, a group of J-8s rushed in and killed them like crazy, making sure not even a trace was left.

Once these three axes are used, who can stop them?

Seeing that scene, Zhang Lao and his group of flying bosses couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It was also they who caught and beat up the people from the Nine Departments.

Now, the only one in the Nine Departments who can escort VIPs away is Yang Xiaotao.

The others are still lying in bed.

Yang Xiaotao didn't stop him.

These days everyone has been very busy, and the string has been kept taut.

I'm drunk this time, so I'll just take it as a holiday.

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Mr. Zhang hugged Yang Xiaotao tightly, with a smile on his face that twisted the wrinkles into a flower, "Xiao Yang, don't leave this afternoon!"

"We agreed on this last time during Baiju, but we never got the chance."

"No matter what you say this time, you have to stay!"

Yang Xiaotao looked at the faces of the people around him and said without a smile, "Mr. Zhang, this is really not a decent thing to do. There are so many of you and I am just one person. Isn't this a bad intention?"

Zhang Lao laughed immediately after hearing this. "That can't be helped. This is our home court!"

Hahaha

Everyone around laughed.

"It's okay, I'll accompany you!"

Suddenly, Mr. Chen interrupted and everyone was stunned.

Then Mr. Peng put his hands behind his back and said quietly, "Make some hard dishes tonight, otherwise how can we drink?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him immediately started shouting, and Wang Minghai even ran to notify the canteen to prepare to cook a special meal.

Seeing that the two bosses had spoken, Yang Xiaotao shook his head helplessly, "Then our Nine Departments will have to eat another meal!"

Hahaha

Everyone laughed again.

Then they hugged Mr. Peng, Mr. Chen, Mr. Yang and Xiao Tao and walked back together.

Mr. Zhang was particularly excited.

"Xiao Tao, how much does this Desert Eagle cost?"

The people around immediately pricked up their ears and listened.

"Didn't I tell you? 20 million US dollars!"

Yang Xiaotao said this nonchalantly, and Mr. Chen beside him couldn't help laughing again.

"Hey, hey, let's not try this on our own people!"

Old Zhang quickly spoke up, jokingly asking, "Our Baiju didn't have this number back then. Can you give me an exact number?"

After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao looked at Mr. Chen, who turned his head away.

Then Yang Xiaotao looked at Mr. Peng again, and Mr. Peng lowered his head to look at the road.

Now Mr. Zhang immediately understood that how much money he could spend to buy a plane was just a matter of words from Yang Xiaotao!
"This Desert Eagle costs between five and six million!"

Yang Xiaotao thought about it and felt that he couldn't ask for too much, but he couldn't suffer any loss either.

After all, there are many adults in the Kubu family, and there is a group of people who depend on them for food.

"A beautiful knife?"

Mr. Zhang swallowed his saliva. If it was this price, he would have to think carefully about it.

Yang Xiaotao rolled his eyes, "Do you have that much US dollars?"

Mr. Zhang immediately slapped his forehead and said, "I am confused, confused."

Then his eyes widened and he asked happily, "Really?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded.

"However, this is the export version. If we use it ourselves, the materials used are different. It will probably cost around eight million."

Yang Xiaotao gave a price in mind, of course, the final price can still be negotiated.

Old Zhang narrowed his eyes, and after he figured it out, he said no more and followed the three people to the meeting room.

However, before entering the meeting room, he whispered a few words to the old brother who was accompanying him. The latter immediately understood, walked behind him and pulled a few people together, preparing for a special exchange over the wine table.

Four people sat down in the conference room.

Yang Xiaotao spoke first, "Mr. Chen, the aircraft has been successfully developed, and our subsequent plans should also be put on the agenda!"

Elder Chen nodded. "I estimate that they will need at least thirty aircraft. I will approve the funds for thirty aircraft for you when the time comes."

After a moment's silence, Mr. Chen continued, "Let's go with 6 million per plane!"

Yang Xiaotao nodded after hearing this. This price is not low!

Mr. Zhang standing by was calculating in his mind, selling it to a local tycoon for 20 million US dollars would be more than 50 million!
Damn, the net profit of one plane was more than 40 million.

Really, that’s ridiculous profit.

A little envious.

At the same time, Mr. Zhang had an idea in his mind, "Why not cooperate with the Ninth Department to manufacture aircraft?"

"Old Zhang!"

Suddenly, he heard Mr. Peng calling him. Mr. Zhang looked over immediately and saw three people staring at him. He blushed immediately.

"Lao Zhang, the other party needs someone to teach him. I'll leave this matter to you!"

Mr. Peng said calmly, and Mr. Zhang nodded immediately, "Don't worry, we will definitely send the best pilots!"

President Peng nodded, then looked at Yang Xiaotao, "You should also send someone to go with them. After all, this is in the desert, the environment is different, and you can't be sure what might happen."

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "We have already made arrangements for this. We will go with the plane when the time comes."

At this point, he looked at Mr. Zhang again, "When the time comes, we will need your help to take care of us." Mr. Zhang immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, we will never let you suffer any grievances!"

Yang Xiaotao nodded and then started talking about aircraft manufacturing.

"The missions of Baiju and Lanju have already taken up most of the production capacity, so the mission of Shaying will be handed over to Shengjing."

"Yes, but the technical requirements must be met!"

Mr. Chen agreed, but was also a little worried.

He had heard about what happened at the Sifang Machinery Factory, and there was also such a tradition in Shengjing. He was really afraid that something strange would happen and he would have trouble explaining it.

"Don't worry, Commander, the situation over there has been almost resolved."

Yang Xiaotao said this softly, but Mr. Zhang beside him felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

This kid is no simple master!
Let’s get down to business.

However, what Mr. Zhang is most concerned about right now is the production of the J-8.

Seeing the three people chatting, Zhang Lao immediately asked, "Xiao Yang, this Desert Eagle has been made."

"So when will we get our first J-8?"

"I'm just asking, if it's convenient for you, please make it sooner so that we can form combat effectiveness sooner."

As Elder Zhang explained, Yang Xiaotao thought for a moment and shook his head, "Elder Zhang, we can't spare any time right now. The production of the J-8 will have to be moved to after the new year."

"After the New Year? That's still more than four months away. No, no, no."

"Can you hurry up?"

"It's the same design, isn't it? Just change the materials and update the equipment. It won't take much time."

Mr. Zhang said anxiously. For the blueprint in his mind, he didn't want to wait even for a day.

Seeing that Mr. Zhang was so impatient, Yang Xiaotao also became curious. He looked at Mr. Peng and Mr. Chen who looked nonchalant, and then Yang Xiaotao said, "Mr. Zhang, I'm asking a layman's question, please don't laugh at me."

Mr. Zhang shook his head. "What's funny or not funny? Just tell me. Go ahead."

"That's right. According to the current situation, even if the J-8 fighter is produced, the Baiju fighter has better performance and even surpasses the J-8 in all aspects. Why don't you equip more Baiju fighters instead of holding on to the J-8?"

When this question was asked, Yang Xiaotao saw a smile on Mr. Peng's face, and Mr. Chen even picked up the teacup and drank water to hide his expression.

In an instant, Yang Xiaotao felt that his question was a bit redundant.

But the next second, he found that the person who was more embarrassed than himself was Mr. Zhang.

After hearing Yang Xiaotao's doubts, Mr. Zhang looked embarrassed for a moment before explaining.

"The Baiju fighter is definitely the best aircraft in the field of high speed and high altitude."

"But"

"This Baiju has two pilots, and because of the Baiju's high speed, there aren't many pilots who can carry such a high load."

Yang Xiaotao suddenly realized that this meant that Baiju’s requirements were too high and there were not enough pilots who could fly it.

President Peng then spoke up, "There is another point. Baiju's absolute advantage is high-altitude ambulation, but at medium and low altitudes, its huge body will affect its flexibility."

"The J-8 is just the opposite. Judging from the performance of the Desert Eagle this time, the Desert Eagle's flexibility at medium and low altitudes is far better than that of the Baiju."

"Therefore, we also need to make up for the shortcomings in this area and form a more three-dimensional air advantage."

After Mr. Peng finished speaking, Mr. Chen put down the cup and continued, "One more thing."

“It’s a question of cost.”

"The cost of one Baiju is equivalent to that of ten Desert Eagles. Even if it is a J-8, it would cost at least five."

"This is our Blackbird. Losing one is painful."

After hearing the three people say this, Yang Xiaotao understood.

"Just, the positioning is different, right?"

President Peng nodded and said, "So, we should get this J-8 out as soon as possible so that the comrades can get familiar with it in advance."

"In the future, the J-8 will gradually replace the J-7, and the main combat force will be the J-8 with the White Colt and the Blue Colt as a deterrent force."

After Mr. Peng finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao pondered for a moment before saying, "I really don't have time right now. I'll have someone produce two for trial production next month."

Hearing Yang Xiaotao say this, Mr. Zhang immediately grinned and said, "Okay, then we will wait for your good news."

Yang Xiaotao smiled and said, "Just prepare the money."

"Hahaha."

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "How could he have any money?"

So, he turned his gaze to Mr. Chen.

"Don't look at me, I have no money."

Elder Chen refused directly, but Elder Zhang refused, "Just now you calculated the cost. The cost is 6 million, and the sale price is nearly 50 million. This means that you can earn more than 40 million for one plane. How can you be short of money?"

Mr. Chen shook his head calmly, "No money."

"You, Lao Chen, are you lying with your eyes open?"

"Lao Zhang, we can earn a lot from this plane, but we haven't delivered it yet. I don't have the money to give you."

Mr. Zhang was speechless.

It’s true.

So he looked at Yang Xiaotao and asked, "Can I buy it on credit?"

"Our shop is small and our profits are slim, so we don't sell on credit!"

Hearing this, Old Zhang opened his mouth wide, looked at Yang Xiaotao, then looked at Old Chen, and said speechlessly, "You, your ability to lie with open eyes is also inherited from the same lineage!"

Haha
Mr. Peng laughed heartily, while Yang Xiaotao exchanged glances with Mr. Chen and finally confirmed it.

If you don't see the rabbit, don't let the eagle fly!
There's still more than a month left anyway.

In the evening, the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building.

Mr. Wang was walking back and forth in the office.

Before noon, he received the news that the Desert Eagle's first flight was successful.

Based on his familiarity with Yang Xiaotao, if the plane can fly up and land, there is most likely no problem.

Thinking of the gossip that had spread, Mr. Wang felt itchy.

An airplane costs five million, and after it is sold, a net profit of more than 40 million is made. This is faster than robbing money.

No, even snatching it would take time.

Scratching his head, Mr. Wang had some envy in his eyes.

But he also knew that this was just envy.

If their Seventh Ministry of Machine Building were to really research aircraft, it would probably be worse than the Third Ministry of Machine Building.

But no matter how envious you are, you still have to have ideas.

Thinking of this, Mr. Wang picked up the phone again, "Old Yan, it's me."

"Let me ask you, can Thunderbolt 4 do it?"

"Can you do it? Okay, okay, what? But what? Explain it clearly."

"Forget it, I'll come find you."

After listening to the general idea, Mr. Wang hung up the phone and walked out.

As soon as I walked out the door, I ran into Mr. Qian.

"Old Wang, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to ask Director Yan what you are doing?"

Mr. Qian raised the book in his hand and said, "Xiao Tao asked about communication satellites a while ago. I'll help you take a look."

"Oh, ok, you're busy."

Old Wang felt a little uncomfortable, but Old Qian knew the importance of the matter.

Besides, with Lao Qian's ability, this kind of small matter can be easily handled and it doesn't take much time.

After talking to Mr. Qian, Mr. Wang came to the Air-to-Air Missile Research Department.

When I pushed the door open, I saw Director Yan’s troubled face.

"Chief."

Seeing Elder Wang coming in, Director Yan hurried forward, but Elder Wang waved his hand and said, "Don't be so pretentious. Give me a time. When will it be done?"

Director Yan's expression became even more conflicted, because he really couldn't come up with the money at this time.

The PL-3 has just been put into service, and now they are rushing to make the PL-4. Is there any time to breathe?

The key is that they haven't figured out the research direction for the next model.

"this."

Seeing Director Yan hesitating and not speaking, Mr. Wang immediately snorted coldly.

"Why aren't you in a hurry?"

"You know, if the Nine Department buys a plane, they can earn more than 40 million. Just for one plane, the budget for half a year comes out."

"You are not anxious, but I am. Our Seventh Ministry of Machinery needs money in many places, but if you don't get this No. 4 out, how can I sell No. 3?"

"You want me to sell number two?"

Director Yan's face turned dark.

It seems that you are in a hurry to make money by selling missiles.

But he didn't dare say this because he was afraid of being beaten.

Finally, with Director Yan's assurance, Mr. Wang left the institute.

"Director, our boss is obsessed with money."

Someone whispered, but Director Yan sighed helplessly.

"Our boss has been stimulated a lot. This time, he couldn't help it."

(End of this chapter)