Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao saw Li Huamin put the film into the watch and put the watch back into the safe. After he finished all this, he sat down at his desk.

He picked up the steamed bread, ate the smoked fish and peanuts with carrot soup. He seemed to be in a good mood and hummed a few lines of Peking opera from time to time.

Dabao was just about to go into the space to rest for a while when he discovered a quarrel in the cafeteria. Several people were besieging Wu Fan. He sighed, left the dormitory and headed straight for the cafeteria...

In the cafeteria, Wu Fan was arguing with several people until his face turned red and his neck became thick. He shouted loudly,

The 56 semi-automatic rifle uses a milled receiver, which is heavy and slow to load. It is necessary to introduce the AKM's stamping technology and improve it to a stamped receiver to reduce the weight!

Each magazine has 30 rounds of bullets, and it can be fired in bursts without hanging up. This is the trend of the Type 56 fully automatic rifle.

You're only focusing on the magazine capacity, putting the cart before the horse. It's simply foolish."

Four men and one woman surrounded Wu Fan. They were all young and appeared to be students who were on internship with their supervisors. The college students of this era were the true pride of heaven and were definitely not the losers that emerged from the expansion of enrollment in later generations.

Each of them has real talents and is extremely intelligent. They are definitely geniuses. However, when they meet a peerless talent like Wu Fan, they are still far behind.

One of the young men wearing glasses frowned and said,

"AKM stamping technology? Where did you see that? How come we don't know about it? Are you kidding us?"

Wu Fan is a typical nerd. He is not suitable to get along with others, except Dabao and Sun Qian.

"You don't know? The eighth page of the June issue of National Science mainly talked about the stamping technology of the AKM. The milled receiver was replaced with a stamped receiver, which reduced the weight and increased the ammunition capacity.

Most importantly, it allows for bursts of fire without hanging up the gun, simply by pulling the trigger. This performance is among the best in the world."

"National Science? You can actually read National Science?" The five people were shocked. You know, this National Science was published in 1950 and is only available to people above the professor level.

The five of them are the best students in the Department of Mathematics of Peking University and Tsinghua University. This time, they followed their mentor to come to the 503 Military Research Institute for internship. Their research project is the improvement of firearms.

They were just discussing how to improve the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle into an automatic rifle while eating.

Wu Fan had just looked for Dabao but couldn't find him. He took his bowl and chopsticks to the cafeteria to eat. As he was looking for a seat, he heard the conversation of these five people.

Wu Fan was a nerd, he had almost no knowledge of the ways of the world, so he interrupted the conversation of several people on the spot.

Of course these people refused to do so, so they started arguing.

Wu Fan stared blankly at the five people and scratched his head.

"What? Can't you see?"

The five people looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Not only them, but even their mentors were not qualified to read.

The reason why Wu Fan can read this kind of magazine is because his father has a high rank and the highest level of education.

After only three months at the Northwest Base, he was promoted to an academician, so this kind of magazine was not a rare thing for them.

Although Wu Fan's father was at the Northwest Base, the relevant magazines and newspapers were all on the front page.

"It doesn't matter if you can't see it. I brought all the National Science magazines from last year and the first half of this year. You can take a look at them!"

The five of us looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Wu Fan sat down, picked up the steamed bread and took a bite.

"I'll eat first. I'm starving..."

"What? You still have the mind to eat?" The five people carried Wu Fan away without saying anything, and ran into Dabao.

Dabao knew what was going on, so he smiled and stepped aside.

Disputes like this often happen in the institute, and no one cares at all. Dabao saw that he had arrived and walked around the cafeteria.

There were many young people like him in the institute, so he did not attract other people's attention. However, the young men in the security department caught Dabao's attention.

Wang Li drank the carrot soup in one gulp and slammed the aluminum lunch box down on the table.

"Damn, that bastard Xue Tao, did he really go to a restaurant with Tingting? I'm so pissed!"

The bad boy with the pointed face and monkey cheeks was eating his steamed bread with small bites, his eyes rolling around.

"Brother Li, Xue Tao knew that you were interested in Tingting, but he still went to the restaurant with Tingting alone. This shows that he doesn't take you seriously. If I were you, I would teach this pretty boy a lesson."

"That's right, Brother Li, you should teach him a lesson."

"We support you!"

Wang Li was being held high up by several people, and he felt embarrassed if he didn't teach Xue Tao a lesson...

A little old man walked up to Dabao and said with a chuckle,

"You are Lu Li, right? Why didn't you intervene when you saw your men starting to quarrel among themselves?"

Dabao rolled his eyes. He had read the information about this person. Zhu Yiwen, the director of the institute, was a complete novice in scientific research. His main responsibility as director was management.

"Director Zhu, do you know why Sun Shangxiang could yell at Zhao Yun and even draw her sword against him, but she didn't dare to scold Zhang Fei?"

Director Zhu was stunned and shook his head.

"What do you mean?" He had never heard of this joke before, so of course he didn't understand what Dabao meant.

Dabao curled his lips and said,

"Sun Shangxiang can still distinguish the difference between a tiger general and a tiger coercion.

Wang Li has all his limbs intact but a simple mind. He is the kind of person who will not turn back until he hits a wall.

However, Director Zhu, if all the people in our security department are of this quality, it is really worrying."

Zhu Yiwen sighed.

"Do you think I don't know? Most of the drawings and materials in the institute are confidential, but how can such a security force keep the secrets?

I once reported this to my superiors, who took it very seriously and planned to replace most of the security personnel with soldiers. However, Party official Xing Mingyuan disagreed, and I had no choice..."

Dabao looked at Director Zhu deeply. This old man was not simple. He must have known his identity, so he dared to sow discord in front of him.

However, Dabao did not mind the old man doing this. Having worked in public institutions for decades in his previous life, Dabao understood too well that wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

A great man once said: There are no factions within the party;

Therefore, in a department like a research institute, forming cliques is inevitable. Don't think that intellectuals should be bright and open.

On the contrary, a great man once said: The more knowledge you have, the more reactionary you become. The more knowledge you acquire, the more arrogant you become, looking down on everyone. This is a common problem among most intellectuals...