Chapter 3159
Recruiting Lao Yu
Chapter 3159 Recruiting Lao Yu
Night falls, in the reception room of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.
Yang Xiaotao sat at the table with Dean Deng and Gao Yufeng, accompanied by several teachers from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.
"I said this food is pretty tough."
Yang Xiaotao looked at the table full of food, including fish, meat, and chicken, which was not something you could easily get these days.
Dean Deng smiled proudly upon hearing this, "Don't worry, the pork is purchased, the chickens are raised in our own yard, the fish are raised in the fishpond behind the house, and even the sorghum we eat is grown by ourselves."
"The main idea is to be self-reliant and have plenty to eat."
As Dean Deng spoke, everyone at the dinner table laughed.
Gao Yufeng seized the opportunity to say, "If you eat this, you'll have to pay for it."
"Go to hell."
Yang Xiaotao slapped Gao Yufeng on the shoulder, but the latter didn't seem to care.
"I'm a member of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, after all. Why should I pay for food from our own farm?"
Several teachers nearby laughed upon hearing this, and Dean Deng even had their wine glasses filled.
"Yes, yes, you're family, so you'll be responsible for raising the fish in the pond from now on."
Gao Yufeng hurriedly said, but Yang Xiaotao picked up his wine glass and said, "As long as you're not afraid that I'll catch all the fish, it's fine."
Everyone laughed again, knowing that Yang Xiaotao was the best fisherman among the leaders.
"Come on, let's have a drink."
Yang Xiaotao didn't treat himself as an outsider and took the initiative to invite everyone to drink.
This made everyone feel much closer to them.
After a few drinks, people at the table start talking more.
"Old Dean, I'm telling you, you're getting on in years, why don't you stop getting in people's way?"
"Come with me to the research institute tomorrow, do some research there, it's better than staying here."
Yang Xiaotao approached Dean Deng and said, but Dean Deng shook his head, "That's different. I can do research here just as well."
"Besides, you have so much land for me to cultivate."
Yang Xiaotao thought it made sense, and then said, "Why don't you come and teach at our place?"
"The skills of this kind of land must be passed down."
After saying this, Gao Yufeng became displeased, "Comrade Yang Xiaotao, don't you know where you are?"
"This is the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, the place where agricultural knowledge is taught to students."
"Don't cause trouble here."
Yang Xiaotao glanced back, then continued to say to Dean Deng, "Look at this old Gao, I've only said a couple of words and he's already telling you to leave and make room for him."
Stop trying to sow discord!
"See, you're getting anxious now."
"Go drink!"
After a brief argument, Dean Deng leaned back in his chair, his face flushed from drinking, and looked at Yang Xiaotao, saying, "I have to thank you for the ginseng incident this time."
Yang Xiaotao simply smiled and said, holding his wine glass, "You're being too polite."
"Besides, if anyone should be thanking someone, it should be the Academy of Agricultural Sciences. Without this ginseng cultivation technology, it's questionable whether we could even supply it when medicines are produced on a large scale later."
After saying that, Gao Yufeng picked up his wine glass. "No matter what, I still have to thank you."
"After all, that's five million. We wouldn't have dared to even dream of it before."
Yang Xiaotao turned around and whispered in the other person's ear, "We should be able to earn about 300 billion this year, which is roughly 500 to 600 billion."
After saying that, he looked very smug.
Gao Yufeng was taken aback for a moment, then picked up the wine bottle and filled Yang Xiaotao's glass. While pleased, he casually remarked, "That guy's stingy."
As night fell and the wine was finished, Yang Xiaotao prepared to leave by car.
Before leaving, Gao Yufeng came to Yang Xiaotao's car and asked, "Mr. Yang, I heard that they've started to abolish agricultural taxes in Persia?"
Yang Xiaotao stood in front of the car door and nodded, "Yes, they have already started."
"You mean to ask if it's okay for us, right?"
Gao Yufeng remained silent, but the expression on his face spoke volumes.
Yang Xiaotao looked up at the night sky, where stars twinkled and the bright moon hung high.
Then he looked down solemnly at Gao Yufeng and said, "I can only say that the future is possible."
"That's good."
Gao Yufeng smiled, a smile that made him even happier than when he received five million.
"gone."
Yang Xiaotao waved goodbye, got into the car, and quickly drove away.
Once back at the courtyard house, Wang Hao and his men left by car.
The courtyard house is still the same as before, but there are many more people in the courtyard, especially children, there are more than before.
It's already past ten o'clock, and the lights in the courtyard are still on.
Yang Xiaotao greeted the people in the alley and then walked through the gate.
In the front yard, Yan Fugui was lounging on a deck chair, while not far away, three aunties were gossiping with the old woman in the yard.
"Uncle Yan, if you're sleepy, hurry back to your room and go to sleep. It's getting chilly at night."
When Yang Xiaotao passed by, he greeted Yan Fugui, who then got up from his recliner and said, "Xiaotao, are you getting ready to sleep?"
"You're a little late today."
"I was out drinking and socializing, so it got a bit late."
As Yang Xiaotao spoke, they had already passed through the hanging flower gate. Yan Fugui wanted to say something, but it was too late. He could only lie down again and leisurely enjoy life.
"Old Yu?"
Just past the hanging flower gate and before I even reached my own courtyard, I saw someone standing under the locust tree.
"Can't you stand in the light?"
Yang Xiaotao walked up to them and said irritably, "An adult standing under a tree, aren't you afraid of scaring the children in the yard?"
Yu Zecheng, however, raised his glasses slightly, his stern face showing seriousness.
"Speak, what is it?"
Seeing Yu Zecheng's appearance, Yang Xiaotao asked directly.
“Lu Jun has already spoken.”
"We are prepared to take joint action with local authorities."
Yang Xiaotao's face lit up with joy upon hearing this, "When will we take action?"
"Also, how big of a fuss is this?"
Yu Zecheng took a deep breath. "Very big!"
"Very big?"
"Yes, it's very big."
"How big is it?"
Yang Xiaotao was overjoyed, his expression revealing curiosity.
Yu Zecheng suddenly looked helpless. "Even I lost my job because of this."
Yang Xiaotao looked up abruptly, "Huh? What do you mean?"
"Old Yu, what do you mean by that?"
"Is there anyone who can threaten you?"
"Tell me, and I'll back you up."
Yang Xiaotao didn't know if Yu Zecheng was joking, but such a big matter was not something to be joked about.
Especially considering Yu Zecheng's current state, Yang Xiaotao felt that things were not simple.
"It's a long story, so I won't go into it."
"I"
"What's there to say? Come on, let's go inside and talk."
Yu Zecheng originally wanted to tell Yang Xiaotao about the development of the case and, by the way, inform Yang Xiaotao about Zaxi's situation.
After all, Yang Xiaotao had approached him before to inquire about Zaxi's situation.
Unexpectedly, he couldn't help but let it slip. However, once he entered Yang Xiaotao's study, Yu Zecheng became resigned to the fact that it would be found out sooner or later anyway, and it was better for him to say it himself than for others to spread it.
"Old Yu, what exactly happened?"
Yang Xiaotao poured a cup of hot water and placed it on the table, then asked seriously.
Yu Zecheng took a sip of water, took a deep breath, and then began to recount what had happened.
As Yu Zecheng recounted the events, the story unfolded in Yang Xiaotao's mind.
Lu Jun, the driver who caused the accident, insisted that it was not intentional and that it was an unintentional mistake.
Unfortunately, they had no concrete evidence and could only hand the person over to the other party's unit for processing.
Afterwards, it was similar to what Yu Zecheng and the others had thought. The other party's unit imposed internal administrative penalties, and he lost his job as a truck driver, but he was still able to stay in the factory and continue working as a worker, which was enough to make a living.
That should be the end of it.
The other party accidentally hit someone, but didn't kill them, so the punishment doesn't seem severe.
"The day before yesterday, Lu Jun's child went missing."
Suddenly, Yu Zecheng's tone became calm.
With just one sentence, Yang Xiaotao understood the cause and effect of the matter.
Silence. Silence filled the study.
He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag before asking, "Just because of this?"
Yu Zecheng nodded, "Yes."
"Just because of this."
Yang Xiaotao finished his cigarette in one gulp and looked at Yu Zecheng again, "Any other ideas?"
Yu Zecheng shook his head, then picked up a cigarette from the table and lit it. "Actually, I was already mentally prepared when I did this."
Those who break the rules will not have a good ending.
"So you're doing something you know is impossible?"
Yu Zecheng nodded. "Perhaps, it's to vent his anger."
Yu Zecheng smacked his lips hard, then lowered his head, letting the smoke obscure his face.
Yang Xiaotao understood Yu Zecheng's feelings and actions to some extent.
"The child has been found?"
Suddenly, Yang Xiaotao asked.
Yu Zecheng nodded, "I'll send it back today."
Upon hearing the answer, Yang Xiaotao seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then got up and walked to Yu Zecheng's side, patting him hard on the shoulder, "Old Yu."
There's something I'm not sure if I should say.
Yang Xiaotao spoke with a solemn expression. Yu Zecheng glanced up at him, then continued smoking, saying, "Just tell me."
"it is good."
"What's that saying again? As long as the green hills remain, there's no worry about running out of firewood."
"No, that's not the saying. It's 'Those who understand the times are wise.'"
"If they won't keep me here, there are plenty of other places that will!"
"Old Yu, since you're not doing well working there, why not change jobs?"
"Come join our Ninth Division."
Yang Xiaotao extended the invitation with great sincerity.
Yu Zecheng neither rushed to agree nor directly refused.
"let me see."
After a long pause, Yu Zecheng gave an ambiguous answer.
After an unknown period of time, the courtyard fell silent.
In the backyard, inside the house.
Cuiping lay on Yu Zecheng's chest, her eyes filled with worry.
"Why don't you reconsider?"
"Actually, working in the Ninth Department is pretty good; I can go home often!"
Cuiping spoke softly, knowing the unwavering resolve in her beloved's heart.
But over the years, they have grown quite old.
Moreover, people who come from the old era are always out of step with the old ways of handling things.
This time, however, is an opportunity for their family.
With his hands behind his head, Yu Zecheng listened to what Cuiping and Yang Xiaotao were saying, and a string in his heart began to waver.
The next morning.
After having breakfast, Yang Xiaotao told Ran Qiuye about Yu Zecheng's situation, without going into details, but asked her to help persuade the family members.
When Ran Qiuye learned about this, she felt reassured that with Lao Yu and Yang Xiaotao by his side, they could take care of each other in any situation.
So he nodded in agreement, preparing to have Cuiping whisper in his ear.
Yang Xiaotao then traveled by car to the Ninth Division.
We arrived at the research institute and entered the aircraft research center.
Then, accompanied by Wu Zhe and Wang Xushan, they visited the workshop.
The workshop is small, but a plane occupies most of the space in the middle.
"Mr. Yang, this is the Tomcat fighter jet we cobbled together."
Wu Zhe walked up to the Tomcat fighter jet and spoke earnestly, his voice surprisingly relaxed.
Wang Xushan, standing next to him, nodded as well, seemingly having countless things to say but unable to express them.
Yang Xiaotao stood in front of the plane, carefully examining it.
The plane wasn't sleek at all; it even looked dilapidated, and something about it looked off.
Not only is the surface of the machine pitted and uneven, but there are even obvious color differences in some places.
It's obvious at a glance that it's pieced together.
Also, the right wing is clearly broken off, but fortunately, we have the left side for comparison, so we can just copy it over.
Yang Xiaotao saw all of this but remained silent.
Because it is already very difficult to do all of this.
During this period, planes from Persia flew in more than ten times.
Apart from the accompanying naval cadets, most of what was sent from other places were these aircraft wreckage.
And they were all very broken.
Otherwise, it would easily arouse suspicion from the United States.
If the other side finds out that we are studying their aircraft, they will probably come knocking on our door immediately, followed by all sorts of threats.
Although we're not afraid of them, we can't be blatant about it, can we?
Moreover, if the matter were exposed, it would not be good news for Persia.
Especially now that Persia is at a critical juncture of change, it would be difficult enough to move forward steadily, so it's best to avoid any unforeseen complications.
These ten or so flights delivered a total of thirty tons of aircraft wreckage.
The Persians delivered the items as junk, so when they arrived, most of the parts were in a scattered state, leaving the researchers at the research institute completely bewildered.
With so much stuff, how am I supposed to manage it?
Fortunately, the foreign trade department managed to get a picture of the Tomcat fighter jet, which was supposedly cut out of a newspaper from the United States.
Although the internal structure was not visible and the image was somewhat blurry, everyone had experience in aircraft design, so they could still follow the design.
After more than a month of work, things finally went smoothly, and the exterior model of the airplane was finally completed, with some stitching and repairs.
As for the internal avionics system, that cannot be completed in a short period of time.
Moreover, even if it could be accomplished, the United States' technological level is not something that can be achieved domestically at present.
Of course, Yang Xiaotao wouldn't use a foreign system; something so important should naturally be done using a domestic one!
If domestic technology cannot meet the requirements, then there is only one solution.
Research and development!
We'll spend money to make it happen.