Lu Xingchen was a little surprised.

But they said that only carbon fiber material was needed, and Lu Xingchen felt relieved.

"But, just an ordinary T300, are you satisfied?"

Lu Xingchen asked doubtfully.

The political commissar and Li Longfei laughed when they heard this.

"It would have been enough, but I heard you're already producing a new one. If this T500 can be mass-produced, then it's actually not impossible, hahaha..."

Lu Xingchen nodded slowly after hearing this.

"Yes, we have T500, but don't you like T1000?"

"What? You can produce T1000?"

Li Longfei's pupils trembled instantly.

"How difficult is that? Didn't I tell you at the time? Did you forget that the fishing rod I gave you was a T1000?"

"ah?"

"T1000? Are you serious? I thought you were just exaggerating in your advertising!"

"Well, we are not profiteers. Although our micro-enterprise is small, we never play tricks!"

"Okay, okay, if the T1000 can really be mass-produced, you'll be a new national hero! You'll make a great contribution to the upcoming major exercises..."

The political commissar was talking to Lu Xingchen excitedly, but Li Jiaolong from the navy sneezed loudly.

"What's going on? Someone missed me? Never mind. Go get ready! We'll try to conduct the actual machine test tomorrow!"

…

On his side, Lu Xingchen was still hesitating whether to tell the political commissar the data of T1500 and T2000.

Looking at the political commissar who seemed to be trembling with excitement, Lu Xingchen decided not to say anything.

After all, it is a bit difficult for the T2000 to be mass-produced on its own processing line. It would be embarrassing if you take too big a step and split your legs or pull your crotch.

"What is the output of your factory? Just carbon fiber materials that only need preliminary processing?"

Lu Xingchen finally felt a little "genuinely ashamed" now, frowning and looking worried.

"Alas, my place is too small. Look at my processing line, it's only this small, so the production capacity is really limited..."

When the political commissar heard this, he agreed and frowned, looking slightly worried, along with Lu Xingchen.

"That's easy! Why not find a bigger place and build a new processing and storage base?"

The political commissar changed his mind and his brows instantly relaxed.

"But land is in short supply right now, and I'm worried about large-scale production and the possibility of various indicators not meeting standards..."

Lu Xingchen didn't realize for a moment that he was facing a military political commissar, so he expressed this concern.

“Hahahahahaha…” The political commissar was amused.

"This matter is nothing at all! I will apply for military approval from my superiors right now!"

The political commissar sent a letter via the dedicated line...

Lu Xingchen only reacted after hearing this.

"That's right! You're the military! With this approval, can't you act recklessly... Pah! No, can't you strongly support national defense?"

"Okay, since you said that, I'll go check out the venue tomorrow!"

Lu Xingchen spoke ambitiously to the political commissar.

The political commissar was also very happy and asked casually.

“So, what is your current production capacity?”

Lu Xingchen had tested the system upgrade pipeline before, so he had a pretty good idea of ​​it.

"Right now, even if we're not running it at full capacity, even if we run it during normal working hours, I'd probably only produce about 3,000 tons a year. After all, this is just an ordinary, primary processing line..."

"ah?"

Li Longfei and the political commissar were shocked.

"How much? How much do you say?"

"Three thousand tons? What's wrong? I can't help it. I'm just a small business, and my capacity is really limited..."

"Wait a minute, are you sure you can produce 3,000 tons per year?"

"Yeah? If we go full throttle, I'm afraid it will affect the rest of the workers in my factory. We work from 9 to 5, with three days off a week. After all, most of them have some kind of disability..."

“Okay, okay…”

The political commissar and Li Longfei could no longer bear to listen.

"You call this a small business? You call this an ordinary assembly line? Are you serious?"

"I'm not kidding. If you don't believe me, look at my company's tax returns. I'm a good citizen who pays taxes legally..."

The political commissar took the tax return curiously, and it looked indeed pitiful.

It gives people the impression that it is a small and micro enterprise that is struggling and having a hard time operating.

"Hey, what's this batch of orders?"

the commissar asked, pointing to an export tax.

"Oh, this is the steel cable I sold them for the airport fence. They seemed to have told me a few days ago that they wanted to upgrade it to a boat tie-down cable..."

Perhaps because the confidentiality was done so well, the Air Force Political Commissar did not think about the Navy for the time being.

The reason may also be due to the excitement of discovering carbon fiber materials.

After confirming that there was no problem with Lu Xingchen's company, the political commissar immediately brought Lu Xingchen a letter of emergency military industry approval.

"Oh my god, so soon?"

Lu Xingchen looked at the approval document and felt like he was dreaming.

"Well, what you said isn't completely unreasonable. With this approval, the expansion will be easy to handle. Let's go back and have a meeting to discuss the order."

"When the time comes to customize, we'll contact you directly. Please also keep this matter confidential."

"I understand confidentiality. You guys go back to the meeting. We'll contact you if you need anything."

Soon, both sides said goodbye to each other.

Lu Xingchen thought that now he didn’t have to worry about running out of funds and small and micro enterprises being unable to continue operating.

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