Yes, you can understand it that way.

The answer stunned everyone in the room, including Zhang Dongsheng.

Ruan Xianxian made no secret of the fact that "after the merger with the First Machinery Factory, the first beneficiary was Heilongjiang Province, and the second was the Machinery Factory itself."

I've gone to all that trouble, only to give away the ripe peach flesh to others. What did I gain for myself? Would I even want the pit?

She glanced at everyone with a half-smile, "I know you all want to criticize me for lacking a sense of the big picture, and even try to get me into ideological reform."

I also want to say that Comrade Mu could have directly handed over the signal device to his superiors in exchange for a military merit.

The reason you are all sitting here is because we are sharing the credit with you.

Whether or not a factory is built is not important, but anyone who treats me, Ruan Xianxian, like a fool, a puppet to be manipulated at will, is truly blind.

After saying that, she stood up and said, "Xiaxia, let's go."

As she touched the doorknob, she turned around with a smile, "I'm the kind of person who remembers everything, this is a one-time thing, I won't play along next time."

After saying that, he opened the door and went out.

Yu Zhengguang and his son, sitting at the corner of the long table, glanced in the direction Ruan Xianxian had left, then looked at the conference room, where it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop after she left.

He stood up in a particularly good mood. "A room full of people, each with their own agenda, it's really interesting. I'm going back to my room to rest now. Old Feng, let's have a drink together tonight!"

Oh, and thank you! Hahaha!

...

"What's this old mudfish doing? What's he laughing at?"

Yu Zhiguang, the commander of the Third Division, was nicknamed "Old Mudfish" by his subordinates because of his surname Yu and his slippery fighting style. The nickname has been used to this day.

Feng Guang chuckled at the person who asked the question.

"What is he laughing at? The signal processor originally fell into the hands of the Yu family father and son. If it weren't for those two young comrades finding a way to bring it back, you wouldn't even have been able to drink a drop of soup, let alone eat meat."

Alright, enough talk, let's vote.

On the third floor, the doors of the guest rooms were wide open. A group of girls were gathered around an empty bed, picking out their favorite cassette tapes. The scene was lively, with the girls pushing, shoving, hugging, and playfully fighting.

When Yu Zhiguang arrived, he saw this scene and coughed to make a noise to remind him.

Upon seeing strangers arrive, the girls instantly became dignified. Some straightened up to tidy their clothes, while others flashed professional smiles, and they lined up to leave the room.

Before parting, she winked at Ruan Xianxian, who was standing and sitting improperly, as if to say that they had taken the tape and would pay later.

The obvious tension between them left the Yu father and son speechless.

Then look at the cassette tapes that Wei Mo hurriedly put away on the bed—good heavens, they were all banned from sale.

With that kind of brain, why can't you succeed at anything? Why are you still reselling cassette tapes?

Invited into the guest room's private living room, Yu Zhiguang remarked, "You're quite bold, aren't you afraid the upstairs neighbors will reject your proposal?"

Ruan Xianxian sat calmly opposite him, "What's there to be afraid of? If this place doesn't want me, there are plenty of other places that will."

Besides, you probably don't know, but Chief Feng Guang is my future father-in-law.

Pfft, cough cough cough!

The water he had just drunk suddenly sprayed out. Yu Zhiguang stammered for a long time, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

After thinking about several of the younger members of the Feng family, he said with certainty, "You are Gong Ye's boyfriend."

"Old Yu has a discerning eye," Ruan Xianxian remarked.

Yu Zhiguang snorted twice. Looking at Feng Guang's sons, only Gong Ye could barely be worthy of this girl, unlike his family, where every son was a good match!

Unfortunately, we're too late!

Yu Zhiguang sighed with emotion.

Ruan Xianxian rested her chin on her hand, watching his ever-changing expressions, and found it quite amusing.

Compared to those in the Ministry of Political Affairs who are particularly adept at scheming, seeking advantage, avoiding harm, and maximizing benefits, she still prefers the senior figures in the military.

Most people don't like to play tricks; they prefer to take things by force.

Perhaps because they have experienced too much life and death on the battlefield, most of them are quite open-minded and unconcerned with trivial matters. As long as you are not intimidated by their imposing presence and stern face, they are not difficult to get along with.

After wallowing in self-pity for a while, Yu Zhiguang coughed, sat up straight, and said, "Tell me, what's your purpose in casting such a long line to lure me here?"

She can't exactly say that she lured people over to give herself another bargaining chip, can she?

After a moment's thought, he said, "I'd like to collaborate with you on something big."

"What do you mean?" Yu Zhiguang perked up. Big, he loved to do big things, especially in the territory of bandits.

He made a throat-slitting gesture, "Tonight, the two of us will assassinate the Zhang brothers. We'll split the vacant positions 50/50, how about it?"

"A good suggestion."

"However," she added, "I'd rather start from scratch than take over someone else's mess."

The reason for refusing to merge with the First Machinery Plant was not only that they didn't want to give others an easy advantage, but also because the rules, patterns, and habits of a large factory were already fixed.

Her arrival will undoubtedly be met with severe exclusion.

Why bother developing military achievements then? Let's just focus on infighting and power struggles.

"Too.

How can I help you, or rather, what benefit will I get in return?

Ruan Xianxian's lips moved slightly, silently uttering two words.

Yu Zhiguang suddenly stood up, confirming that he hadn't misread it, "You mean, a warship?"

Ruan Xianxian remembers a joke circulating online in later years: the Liaoning aircraft carrier can roam freely abroad, while the Liaoning dragon boat can roam freely domestically.

Although it was a joke about Liaoning Province's poor dragon boat racing, the fact that Chinese warships are looking to Liaoning Province shows that the province now has very capable people researching warships.

The other side has people, and she has people too. Besides people, she also has building blueprints from the system store. How can she not build an even more powerful one in the future?

She has ideas, but they are difficult to realize at present, which doesn't stop her from making grand promises to others.

"Don't worry, sir. We can make building warships our ultimate goal, but for now, we need to take it one step at a time."

We need to prove to our superiors that we have the capability before we can proceed to the next step, right?

"Just empty words won't convince anyone to offer support; they might even spit on us."

Pressed back onto the sofa, Yu Zhiguang slowly calmed down, looking at the talkative young girl with disbelief.

"You little girl, you've got a silver tongue. Do you think I'm easier to fool than Feng Guang because you think I'm old and blind?"

Ruan Xianxian picked up the thermos and added some water to the father and son's cups. "People say an old horse knows the way. Even that Zhang guy upstairs is easier to fool than you."

These words pleased Yu Zhiguang. He knew the girl was being obsequious, but he liked hearing it.

Ruan Xianxian changed the subject, "To prove that we have a basis for cooperation, you can ask the shipyard's craftsmen to have a discussion with my people."

"We'll know whether it's a mule or a horse once we take it out for a spin."

Take out a folded piece of paper, press it on the table and push it forward. "This is our sincerity for cooperation. Please take a look."

"Didn't you say you never prove yourself..." Yu Zhiguang hummed as he picked up the paper and opened it.

A pair of eagle eyes swept over casually, but the more he looked, the more alarmed he became. His large, scarred hands trembled slightly, and he suddenly looked up.

"This is?"