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Chapter 63 The Problem of Parts

Wu Guodong rushed back to the dormitory, looked at Wu Zu, and was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.

"My good son, my dear son, you are truly the savior of our entire research institute!"

Liu Xuelan, who was standing to the side, also looked quite emotional.

"Yes, who could have predicted that it would be Ah Zu who saved our research institute in the end? He's practically our lucky star!"

Wu Guodong was so excited that he couldn't wait to tell Han Xueheng the good news.

But it was already dark, and he couldn't contact Han Xueheng at all, nor did he know where the other person was.

"By the way, what should we do next?"

Upon hearing Wu Guodong's question, Liu Xuelan glanced at Wu Zu.

"Your son means to sell the equipment for money."

Upon hearing this, Wu Guodong couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"If the US hasn't mastered CNC technology yet, this machine of ours might be the world's first CNC lathe. Are we really going to sell it?"

Wu Zu took a piece of candy from the bag next to him, put it in his mouth, nodded and said, "What else can we do? We can't rely on just one CNC machine to protect the Northwest Weapon Research Institute."

"Sigh, what a waste of this equipment—"

Wu Guodong's mind was filled with the equipment he had just seen in the workshop. He was reluctant to part with it, but for the sake of the research institute, he had no choice but to reluctantly give it up.

Wu Zu suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"If we submit our CNC technology to the provincial research institute, will they directly approve a grant for us? That way, we only need to hand over the technology and don't have to sell the equipment."

Upon hearing this, Mr. and Mrs. Wu Guodong exchanged a glance and smiled simultaneously.

"As expected of a genius who can develop the Type 99A main battle tank and air defense missile radar system, you've really hit the nail on the head!"

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"That's right, that way we won't have to borrow money from all over the place, we can just get the funds from the province."

Subsequently, the family of three carefully discussed the specific procedures and details, and finally finalized the plan.

"Let's leave tomorrow!"

"Yes, we're leaving tomorrow! I'll go tell the workshop to pack up the equipment and bring it with us."

After a flurry of activity, everyone took a short break.

The next morning, the family of three set off for the provincial capital.

Outside the office of the Provincial Research Institute in the Northwest region.

dong dong dong.

Han Xueheng stood in front of the office door and gently knocked.

A deep voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Han Xueheng took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and his face was full of smiles.

"Old Zhen, it's been so long!"

When Zhen Yingquan, who was engrossed in writing documents at his desk, heard this address, he paused for a moment, looked up and saw Han Xueheng, and immediately smiled.

"Oh, Old Han, what brings you here! Please, have a seat, please have a seat!"

As he spoke, he put down what he was holding, got up and poured tea and offered cigarettes to Han Xueheng, showing great enthusiasm.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Zhen Yingquan asked directly, "Old Han, what brings you all the way from the provincial capital to see me?"

Seeing that the other party seemed to be holding back, Han Xueheng hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'm here for the research institute."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yingquan nodded and couldn't help but sigh.

"Actually, I know why you came, but there are some things I really don't know how to tell you."

"I understand your attachment to the Northwest Weaponry Research Institute; after all, I came from there too, but—"

At this point, he looked at Han Xueheng.

Han Xueheng took a deep drag of the remaining cigarette, stubbed it out forcefully in the ashtray, and looked up at Zhen Yingquan.

"I know the country is facing difficulties, but it's such a pity to let such a large research institute disappear like this. Can we be given another chance?"

"Well, it's not that I don't want to give them a chance, it's just that the country has introduced a new policy to focus on supporting a number of new research institutes. The Northwest Ordnance Research Institute is too outdated."

After listening to Zhen Yingquan's words, Han Xueheng felt as if all his strength had been drained away.

He hesitated for a long time before asking, "Is there really no chance at all?"

"If it were a personal matter, I would definitely give you a chance, but I'm in this position now, and there's really nothing I can do, Lao Han. You have to understand!"

"Okay, I understand!"

Han Xueheng ultimately didn't say what he wanted to say.

He waved his hand: "Alright, don't bother seeing me off, I'll go back myself."

After saying that, Han Xueheng turned and left, gently closing the door behind him.

After getting into the car, the assistant saw Han Xueheng's distraught appearance and guessed the outcome.

"Dean, where are we going?"

"I'll go back to my hometown first!"

"Huh? Why are you going back to your hometown?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just go when I tell you to."

"yes!"

The car then slowly drove away.

Just over ten minutes later, a pickup truck pulled up in front of the provincial research institute.

Wu Guodong and Liu Xuelan got out of the car, took their identification to the guard at the entrance to explain, and then got back into the car, driving all the way to a building.

The two followed the long corridor and finally arrived at the door of an office.

"This is it!"

Then, the two looked at Ah Zu beside them and pointed to the chair next to them.

"Azu, wait for us here."

Wu Zu nodded and looked around.

Liu Xuelan looked at Wu Guodong nervously: "Knock on the door!"

"Um!"

Wu Guodong took a deep breath, stepped forward, and gently knocked on the door.

"Please come in!"

Zhen Yingquan's voice came from inside.

Wu Guodong and Liu Xuelan entered the office.

Zhen Yingquan looked up at them and asked, "Which unit are you from?"

"Oh, we're from the Northwest Weapon Research Institute."

"Um?

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When Wu Guodong told him where he came from, Zhen Yingquan was stunned for a moment.

"Didn't I already tell you? This wasn't my decision; it was the superiors' idea."

Upon hearing this, Wu Guodong immediately realized that the dean must have just been here.

So he quickly explained his purpose.

"Boss, we just want to try and get a chance!"

Zhen Yingquan sighed helplessly, "There's no chance anymore. You should go back!"

Just then, Liu Xuelan suddenly spoke up: "What if we could provide CNC lathe technology?"

The office fell silent instantly, and Zhen Yingquan stared at Wu Guodong in astonishment.

"What did you just say?"

"I said if we could hand over our CNC lathe technology, could you allocate some funds to our research institute? We really don't want our research institute to be shut down!"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yingquan shook his head.

"Why can't you understand? If I had given you the chance, I would have agreed when Lao Han came. This is a national decision; it's not that I didn't want to agree!"

Having said all that, Wu Guodong and Liu Xuelan knew that continuing the conversation would be pointless. The other party hadn't even asked a single question about CNC lathe technology.

Even so, Liu Xuelan was still somewhat unwilling.

"Sir, we've even brought the equipment; can't you even take a look at it?"

But Zhen Yingquan didn't give him that chance at all. He stood up and said, "I have a very important meeting to attend and can't accompany you. If you want to provide technology, you can go to Section Chief Chen. He's in charge of the technology handover."

After saying that, Zhen Yingquan glanced at the two of them and said, "Then you may leave."

Left with no other choice, Wu Guodong and Liu Xuelan could only slink away from the office.

Wu Zu saw his parents come out of the office looking dejected.

"Still not working?"

Wu Guodong nodded dejectedly: "Looks like there's no chance. Sigh!"

However, Liu Xuelan, standing to the side, was not defeated; a glimmer of hope flickered in her eyes.

"Don't jump to conclusions. Didn't he tell us to find Section Chief Chen? Then let's go find Section Chief Chen. I refuse to believe that he won't give us a chance once he sees our equipment!"

"That's all we can do."

So the couple took Wu Zu around asking around and finally found Section Chief Chen's office.

Unfortunately, Section Chief Chen was not there, and there were no cell phones at that time, so we couldn't contact him at all.

"Then let's wait!"

The family of three waited quietly in the seats in the hallway.

Fortunately, Liu Xuelan was well prepared this time, bringing food, drinks, and even Wu Zu's snacks.

And so, the family of three ate and chatted to pass the time.

Wu Zu was getting a little bored, so he made an excuse to go to the toilet and went out for a stroll.

at the same time.

The atmosphere was heavy in a conference room on the fifth floor.

Zhen Ying stared intently at a broken part laid out before him, his face grim. He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "What happened here? Don't you understand how crucial this part is? Have you considered how difficult it is to import it from abroad?"

Several people stood in front of the conference table, all with their heads down, not daring to breathe.

At this moment, a young clerk nervously raised his hand.

"Dean Zhen, I take primary responsibility for this. I was trying not to waste time, so I was driving a bit too fast on the road, and as a result, I accidentally caused a car accident. I never expected—"

Seeing the junior employee on the verge of tears, Zhen Yingquan felt somewhat helpless, then turned to glare at the people next to him.

"I've repeatedly emphasized that, while ensuring the safety of the parts, we must not be late. How exactly did you convey this message?"

Seeing Zhen Yingquan lose his temper, Vice President Yang quickly advised, "Old Zhen, this is not the time to get angry and assign blame. Let's think of a way to solve this problem with the part."

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