Xiao Zhen followed Lao Yang to the airport factory. Xiao Zhen began to check the avionics system and flight control system, which took three days to complete a minor upgrade.
Old Yang knew that Xiao Zhenlai was the most famous person in the country, so he curiously asked him how he published papers so frequently.
Xiao Zhen joked that an academician named He wrote a letter to the central government saying that his academician research results were counterfeit. He just wanted to complete the KPI, but Xiao Zhen was notoriously stingy.
This guy relied on his cousin's connections to become an academician, and he was still jumping around, so active. Xiao Zhen turned around and exposed this guy's true colors. This couple are both well-known fakes. If they were sued, they would be expelled from the Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Engineering.
"This couple is a little too lively!" said Old Yang
"People like this shouldn't be tolerated. Look, there are some other weird operations. People who treat famous instruments as a joke will eventually be eliminated by the times." Xiao Zhen said inexplicably.
"I think the project is pretty complete. By the way, you have to come over after the New Year to check on the bullets. I think the missiles need to be more powerful than the AMG series from the US before I can be assured." Lao Yang said
"Okay, it looks like the New Year is coming soon. I'll come over to catch eels again after the Spring Festival. By the way, has the Xiaolong been delivered?" Xiao Zhen asked without saying anything.
"You're still talking about the JF-17 Thunder. Your Panda fighter has squeezed the JF-17 Thunder's market share, and you're still saying that you did it on purpose, right?" Old Yang said resentfully.
"Isn't this another way to earn more development fees for you?" Xiao Zhen said mischievously.
"You're right. Another $460 million has been spent on the remodel. I heard you've sold 36 Pandas?" Old Yang asked resentfully.
"It just covers the cost. If we can get more orders, we will make money. Damascus may be interested in my Panda B. I am counting on orders from Damascus and Cairo in 2005." Xiao Zhen took a Panda special from Lao Yang's desk and put it under his arm.
"I said this is the only one I have left!" Old Yang said when he saw it.
"You haven't collected this month's supply yet, you look so stingy." Xiao Zhen said, afraid that he would be robbed and ran away...
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