Great Power Industry: You're a private company building an aircraft carrier?

Yunma Factory was relocated less than ten years ago, so the factory buildings still look brand new, with red walls and red tiles, as if they still retain the style of decades ago.

"After relocating, our factory used its machining capabilities to produce many products. We manufactured tractors, hoes and sickles, and even cars..." Chen Pengfei said as he accompanied Qin Chuan.

Yunma Factory was not actually called Yunma Aircraft Factory, but Yunma Machinery Factory. Such a name was easy to fool people, and it was a common feature of that era. There were many factories that actually produced guns and cannons but were called furniture factories or farm implement factories.

Surprisingly, they've actually stopped making airplanes and switched to manufacturing machinery.

"Currently, we mainly produce some parts for the Yunque sedan."

In previous years, automobile projects were launched everywhere in China, creating a situation where having many children made it easier to fight. Guizhou's 011 military industrial base also followed this trend and launched the Yunque brand sedan.

When it first went into production, it was quite popular, with orders coming in from all over Guizhou. However, after a few years, its reputation was completely ruined. It was of poor quality, had high fuel consumption, and made noise everywhere except for the horn. The Yunque brand sedan disappeared into the annals of history.

The fact that they could build airplanes but not cars became a joke at Base 011.

Qin Chuan nodded, thinking to himself, "Let's take it over. Even if it's just used as a car manufacturing base, it's not bad. But the quality must be improved. We can't let military technology become a joke."

"Hmm, not bad!" Qin Chuan needed encouragement at this moment, and was nodding repeatedly when suddenly, Zhang Chengzhi rushed over: "President Qin, we just received news that the Sukhoi Design Bureau wants to see you. They heard you were here, so they flew here and should arrive this evening..."

These guys are really in a hurry!

"Old Lin, we're having new guests. How about we entertain them right here at Yunma Factory?" Qin Chuan asked Old Lin.

"it is good!"

"Welcome!" Song Dalong chimed in, "President Qin, where did this guest come from?"

"Da Mao."

Chen Pengfei and the others were incredibly excited. Sure enough, as long as they worked for Laiyang Group, there was no problem!

"Thank you very much, Mr. Qin!"

"Da Mao is just here to take a look; whether it will work out or not is still uncertain," Qin Chuan said.

Although they initially misled the Mikoyan Design Bureau, ... Sukhoi wanted to steal Mikoyan's business, which was perfect. The more chaotic the infighting among the Russians, the better. They couldn't retain their talent, so they naturally wanted to come to us!

It gets dark early in the mountains. By 5 p.m., the sun had already set behind the other side of the mountain, and Anshun County was shrouded in night.

A convoy drove up to the Yunma factory and stopped in front of the guesthouse. The car doors opened, and a group of Russians got out. The one in the lead, with a chubby face, was none other than Simonov, a key figure in the Sukhoi Design Bureau.

“Mr. Simonov, welcome, welcome!” Old Lin was the first to greet him.

Simonov was instantly delighted: "General Lin, I didn't expect to see you here. You... haven't retired yet?"

"Yes, I've reached retirement age, but... my superiors want me to work a few more years, though it'll be soon." Old Lin said with a smile, "Come on, let's go inside and have a few more drinks!"

Upon hearing the word "drinking," Simonov shuddered instantly: "That telephone pole didn't come, did he?"

Back then, when Lin Biao led a team to Russia to discuss the import of Su-27s, he brought along a senior colonel who was so drunk that the Russians were practically carried away. As a result, when it came to negotiating prices the next day, they couldn't muster any more confidence.

As past events flashed through his mind, Simonov became very nervous.

"No, we're just having a few drinks. Come, let me introduce you. This is President Qin, and this is..."

The banquet hall is located on the first floor of the guesthouse.

Gulp...

"The Moutai we use at state banquets comes from here. However, we have more than just Moutai here. We also have other famous wines. This Xijiu is also quite good. Come on, have a taste."

As they spoke, a two-ounce wine glass was filled to the brim.

"Come, this first glass of wine, to celebrate the traditional friendship between our East and Great Russia!"

As Old Lin spoke, he tilted his head back and gulped down the entire glass of wine.

Simonov had no choice but to swallow it down in one gulp. It was rich and full-bodied, with both soy sauce and strong aromas. Once it entered his stomach, there was no irritating sensation.

"Good wine!"

The other Russians were even more impatient; after finishing their drinks, they went to find their own bottles to pour the liquor.

"Come on, this second glass, let's toast to our future cooperation!"

Simonov picked up his glass, drank the second glass with great relish, and then the third...

After three cups of wine, Qin Chuan stood up: "Those three cups were just to rinse my mouth. Come on, let's have a few more with Da Mao and my friends!"

With Elder Lin's task completed, it's Qin Chuan's turn to take the stage!

After Qin Chuan finished his three cups of wine, the Russians had already drunk more than half a kilogram. Simonov's vision blurred, his body swayed, and then he collapsed onto the table.

You're done!

Song Dalong, Chen Pengfei, and the others hadn't even come up to offer a toast yet when they saw Simonov collapse, so they all turned their attention to the others.

"Come on, Mr. Korchin, let's have a drink!"

"Mr. Koneshev, I'd like to propose a toast to you!"

Finally, all the Russians were drunk and passed out.

Song Dalong let out a long sigh of relief: "Old Lin, does the Ustinov Law still work?"

The Russians loved drinking and always believed that getting the other party drunk before negotiations could severely damage their self-esteem, making them unable to hold their heads high in the subsequent negotiations and leaving them with no choice but to listen to him.

It's especially effective when dealing with Indians!

"We'll find out tomorrow!"

It wasn't until early the next morning that Simonov woke up groggily. He went to the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, and wanted to slap himself. What was he doing here? Why was he drinking again? And, he'd been knocked out by an Asian again!

Now, how can we make an issue of the Easterners infringing on the Su-27's patent rights and get them to agree to cooperate with the Sukhoi Design Bureau?

Drinking leads to trouble. From now on, I can never drink again!

But... this wine is really good. I drank so much last night, but I didn't get a headache at all. Good wine produced in the East is a hundred times better than vodka!

Nine o'clock in the morning, in the conference room.

"President Qin, we have learned that your company is supplying a large number of parts to the Su-27 fighter jets produced by Factory 112, and is even developing new models behind our backs. This seriously infringes on our patent rights! We strongly protest against this!"

“Mr. Simonov, this is where you're wrong. We considered you friends, and we had such a pleasant time drinking last night. How come you're turning your backs on us today? This is like taking off your pants to do something and then denying it afterward. It's rather despicable!” Qin Chuan said bluntly.