"Congratulations! It's a complete success. I hope our project can be successfully developed!"

Commander Li clapped first, and the others immediately followed suit.

"Principal Su, are there any details we need to discuss?"

What is now confirmed is that the project has been approved.

It remains to be seen how Su Lin will coordinate the collaborative research and development efforts between Lanxiang Military Industry and the Huaxia Missile Technology Research Institute.

"Talk my ass! Let's go eat Lanzhou noodles!"

Didn't you say you didn't like ramen?

"I can eat anything now!"

Upon hearing Su Lin's words, Commander Tang immediately understood what Su Lin meant.

Previously, in all the major military regions, which commander didn't cooperate with Su Lin in a courteous manner?

Dean Deng didn't understand the situation and was still trying to be clever.

"Alright, alright, I'll have a few more drinks with you. I'll invite Old Li along too!"

Commander Tang, Commander Li, and Su Lin also didn't greet Dean Deng.

He left the meeting room directly.

"Dean Deng, the other side is a commander. Let's cooperate."

Although Su Lin's design was far too advanced,

However, most of the people doing the actual work are also experts and scholars.

These people don't understand social etiquette; for them, opposing it is simply giving Dean Deng face.

Supporting this does not contradict our original intentions.

"What's wrong with the Commander again? Research and development is a technical job, and our research institute is a strategic department directly under our command."

"If we keep changing the project today and the progress tomorrow, how can we even do any research?"

The Dongfeng-3 series was a project spearheaded by Dean Deng, and it represents the most significant achievement in his career.

Now, Su Lin has directly launched the entire Dongfeng-21 series.

Doesn't that negate all your previous efforts?

Dean Deng was absolutely determined not to let Su Lin succeed in the research and development so easily.

Even if the research and development is successful, we should still claim most of the credit.

"By the way, you few who are against it, do you know what to do now?"

The development of ballistic missiles inherently involves seven or eight technical departments.

The two who left the room and the three who voted against it are now out.

Five departments refused to participate in the cooperation. Let's see what extraordinary abilities you, Su Lin, have.

Su Lin and his group arrived at the restaurant inside the research and development base.

Because the research institute is staffed with the nation's best missile experts, as well as scholars from various fields.

The cafeteria here offers a fairly complete range of food options.

"Principal Su, I didn't expect the food here to be so good!"

Northeastern barbecue, five major cuisines, and Northwest snacks—all available.

"Would you like some of our specialty dishes?"

"Lanzhou noodles, please!"

Now, Su Lin gets furious whenever he hears any dissenting opinions.

If it weren't for the billions in profits for the big players, whoever wants to develop the Dongfeng series, could go ahead and do it.

"Alright, alright! Principal Su wants Lanzhou noodles, then Lanzhou noodles it is."

"Principal Su, the project has been successfully launched, and I, Old Li, have done my best!"

"Old Li, there's something wrong with the management of your missile unit. A research institute, all high and mighty..."

How can we implement refined management like this?!

Old Li took a swig of his drink in silence.

"Commander Tang, you don't understand. Our Second Artillery Corps may have high ranks, but we have few men."

More importantly, it has strategic significance. The Huaxia Missile Technology Research Institute is currently nominally under the management of our Second Artillery Corps.

But strategic direction is entirely decided from above. The Dongfeng-3 missile—what is that?

That's our bargaining chip when we're going to compete with the Americans; he still has a lot of autonomy!

Commander Tang nodded. If this were the Northern Military Region, even my hospital director would have dismissed him.

"By the way, Principal Su, judging from the situation, I doubt the other party will be very cooperative with our research and development work."

What are the follow-up arrangements?

"Reassign people!"

"Transfer personnel? Transfer what kind of personnel?"

"We just need the venue and the approval documents. You don't actually think I'm expecting this bunch of incompetents to develop the Dongfeng-21 series, do you?"

"I knew it! Principal Su was pretty sure of it. Okay, where do you want to transfer people?"

I'll coordinate it!

"Fifth Research Institute, ammunition expert, and expert in all power engines at the 031 R&D base."

There are also ballistics experts at the Zhanang Desert R&D base.

Su Lin looked at his phone.

"Reporting tomorrow, we'll officially enter the research and development phase!"

"Commander Tang, hurry up and eat, we're getting back to work."

We must bring the best experts here!

All three R&D bases have practical R&D experience.

In addition, there are the experts from Lanxiang Military Industry.

It can be described as the top research and development team in the domestic missile field.

"By the way, where's Commander Yang? Isn't this area under his jurisdiction?"

"I'll be there this afternoon! As soon as I mentioned developing a completely new ballistic missile..."

They'd already set off before the call even ended, but it'll take them a while to get here from Xinjiang.

"Let me know when you arrive; I have something to ask him."

"Alright! Let's eat noodles first!"

After eating a bowl of noodles, Su Lin went back to the guesthouse of the China Missile Technology Research Institute to rest.

All the R&D experts and engineers won't be here until tomorrow.

There's no rush.

The most important thing now is to take control of the entire research institute.

Only Commander Yang can help with this.

After all, the China Missile Technology Research Institute is located within the jurisdiction of the Western Military Region.

I can refrain from interfering with your specific research and development, but regarding discipline and security...

Ultimately, it's Commander Yang who decides.

Asking Commander Li to specifically transfer troops from the Second Artillery Corps would be too much of a fuss.

Back at the guesthouse,

Su Lin took a shower, washing away the bad luck that Dean Deng had brought her today.

He lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

"Beep beep beep beep beep~~~~~"

The ringing of the cell phone startled Su Lin awake from her sleep.

"Principal Su, Commander Yang has arrived and is eager to see you."

"What kind of crucial stage is this? How can you still sleep?"

Su Lin touched his head.

The person making the call was Commander Tang.

Where are you now?

"It's in the conference room at the guesthouse. Do you want me to come pick you up personally?"

"No need, no need. Commander Tang, please entertain Commander Yang for me first. I'll be right there!"

"What hospitality? We're old comrades, we've been drinking tea for ages, hurry up."

After washing up, Su Lin went to the conference room of the guesthouse.

"Principal Su! You've gotten so fat since I last saw you!"

"He probably got fat from being angry! Hahaha!"

Commander Li said from the side

"Get fat from anger? Who would dare to anger our Principal Su? Is it someone from our Western Military Region?"

Principal Su, if you say the word, I'll immediately have him do a 20-kilometer training run.

Isn't this rebellious?

Commander Yang was used to living in the Northwest, and his temper was straightforward and fiery.

"Commander Yang, no, no, don't listen to Commander Li's nonsense. But I really did come here to ask you for help with something."