Xing Baohua called Wei Laisong again, saying that he had an urgent matter to attend to in Hong Kong and that if he was late the next day, he should keep an eye on the exhibition.
And so, Xing Baohua rushed to the airport, waited in the VIP lounge for his flight application to be completed, and then he could fly directly.
Upon landing in Hong Kong, I remembered that a group of models had also gone there, so I gave my secretary some instructions on how to receive them and how to use the car models.
Rushing to the company, he saw Antonovsky and questioned him, "Why didn't you tell me in advance? Didn't you know I had very important meetings these past two days?"
"I'm sorry, but for confidentiality reasons, I have to come in person. And publicly available information states that your company leased our transport plane, and the crew is our personnel?"
"What if I use your people and they run away with my plane? Here's what we'll do: you can bring your people over, and I'll pay you the normal annual fee, just don't let me touch the plane."
Antonovsky thought about it and agreed, then gave Xing Baohua an account and asked him to transfer the money.
"As I said, once it lands in Hong Kong, my people will take over, and I will transfer the funds. You can rest assured about that." After saying that, Xing Baohua called Deng Dashao to urge him to hurry up.
The young master was rushing over with his men to meet with Antonovsky to apply for flight routes, which required some aircraft information. Since they didn't have it on hand, they had to ask this Russian guy for it.
Xing Baohua went to a room alone, took out her phone, thought for a moment, and then put it down.
I went downstairs to Haina and, from my office, called Mr. Cheng by landline. It was a little late, so I figured Mr. Cheng had just gone to bed.
The call was quickly connected. Xing Baohua apologized for disturbing him and asked Mr. Cheng to find him a group of maintenance personnel as soon as possible.
"What's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?"
"It was indeed a bit of an emergency. I'm worried about them, so I had no choice but to ask you for help."
"Who? Whom do you not trust?"
"Brother Mao, I was still in Southern Metropolis Daily this afternoon and just arrived in Hong Kong not long ago. Brother Mao suddenly told me that the transport plane I ordered is about to arrive."
Which model?
"An 124".
"You're really something, kid. You've got all the good stuff done. When do you need the staff?"
"Don't praise me, sir. The sooner the better. It takes some time to apply for the flight route here. Just get all the retired personnel together by tomorrow, and I'll send a private plane to pick them up."
"Okay, wait for my news tomorrow."
After finishing the phone call, Xing Baohua put her legs on the desk.
The 124 was the world's largest airplane at that time; it only became the second largest after the 225 came out.
Originally, these were J-series aircraft, but the Russians were too poor after the split, so they had to use these large aircraft for civilian purposes. Now that they're in their hands, it's clear that even their high-ranking officials are poor and have started selling off their assets.
They sold out incredibly fast, catching everyone off guard. Are they in a rush to use them?
Xing Baohua would never believe it; they were desperately waiting for the money to develop other products.
Antonov?
install!
Is it a coincidence that the founders of Antonov and Antonov Design Bureau share the same last name?
If they were family, perhaps some things could be explained away.
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