Hearing Wang Ye say no, Zhao Zhicheng immediately became anxious.
In an instant, the veins on his forehead bulged again. He stomped his feet and shouted at Wang Ye,
"Wang Ye, you…"
Unexpectedly, just as he started speaking, he was violently interrupted by Wang Ye waving his hand. At the same time, he heard Wang Ye say,
"Hand it over."
"It's not impossible."
"But what good will it do me?”
As soon as Wang Ye finished speaking, Zhao Zhicheng instantly became even more excited. He even felt a little angry. After all, in this era, the overall emphasis was on dedication. Wang Ye's words were quite unconventional.
At the same time, Zhao Zhicheng pointed at Wang Ye and roared,
"I can contribute to the country."
"It's your honor!"
"It's our duty!”
"What other benefits do you want?"
Wang Ye said expressionlessly,"
"I'll make it into an electric fan and sell it."
"Isn't that contributing to the country's economy?”
"I sold the electric fans I produced and paid taxes to the country.”
"Besides, I just can't understand it that way.”
"I gave the fan to the country for free, but didn't it end up in your hands?”
"When the time comes, your research on the engine will be successful.”
"You guys deserve praise for getting the reward, but what do I have left?”
The moment he said that, everyone's expressions changed. Wang Jianghai's face turned red and his neck turned red. He wished he could rush up and cover Wang Ye's mouth!
On the contrary, the old general looked at Wang Ye with interest.
Wang Ye didn't even look at Zhao Zhicheng, who was about to rush up in anger. He continued,
"Take ten thousand steps back."
"Even if this thing is of great use to the country.”
"I spent a few sleepless nights working on it.”
"It's the future source of income for our machinery factory.”
"It's indeed important to build a plane. Is eating not important for the 300 people in our machinery factory?”
The furious Zhao Zhicheng had calmed down a little after hearing Wang Ye's words. He snorted and said,
"Don't you know what it means to have a small group obey a large group?”
"The fighter jet is to protect the country."
"It's to protect the country's hundreds of millions of people.”
"There are hundreds of you, can you really starve to death?”
Immediately, Wang Ye could not help but laugh out loud. He looked at Zhao Zhicheng and shook his head.
"That's easy for you to say."
"Everyone said that they wanted to contribute."
"Can contribution points be eaten?"
"It's said that selling sweet potatoes is better than making rockets.”
"Why can a ten thousand yuan household eat meat and drink wine every day?”
"Do scientific researchers have to eat cabbage?"
"Is that reasonable?"
As soon as he said this, everyone's expression changed again. They were stunned because they felt that what Wang Ye said made sense. Even Zhao Zhicheng, the deputy chief engineer, was stunned!
This was because the same problem existed in the Liao Province Airport Design Institute!
As the deputy chief designer of the Zhan-8 project, Zhao Zhicheng's salary was naturally relatively high, and there were various subsidies. However, those low-level ordinary researchers could be said to be living quite frugally!
At the same time.
The old general, who had been sitting there listening without saying anything, finally let out a long sigh of relief.
As expected, this was what Wang Ye wanted to say!
Could it be because of this reason that he rejected the work of the Ministry and the Research Institute and chose to return to this steel plant?
The country had no money now.
It was true that researchers were treated poorly. The old general knew this very well.
"So…"
"Wang Ye, what benefits do you want?"
"That's why you're willing to give this technology to the country?”
Facing the old general's words, Wang Ye chuckled and said,"
"Since it's a technology that the country needs.”
"The plane was built to protect me.”
"Then to me, I'm fine with a million, a hundred thousand, or even ten thousand.”
"Even if you give me one yuan.”
"I agree too!"
Everyone present was stunned for a moment. When the old general took the lead and started laughing, the others also laughed!
If it was just one yuan, what was the difference between giving it to him for free?
Or rather, there was a difference in attitude?
The old general smiled and pointed at Wang Ye."
"You brat!"
"What a sly little fox!”
"Can't we talk nicely?"
"Why do you have to do this?"
"But you're right. The treatment of researchers really needs to be improved!”
"But the country really doesn't have money.”
At this point, Zhao Zhicheng, who was beside him, naturally understood the cause and effect. He looked very melancholic. The old general paused for a moment and said,
"How about this!"
"The country can't take advantage of you."
"I definitely don't have any money."
"But you can make a condition.”
"It's fine as long as it's not too much!"
No one had expected the old general to say this. Although the military did not have the money, it did not mean that they could not fork out a million yuan. The old general did not give the money and instead asked Wang Ye to state his conditions!
This was definitely much better than paying!
There were many things that money couldn't do, but the conditions weren't necessarily the same!
At this moment.
On the contrary, Wang Ye was stunned by the question. Wang Ye had originally planned to give this thing to the country. The reason why he had said so much was to beat around the bush and talk about the treatment of scientific researchers.
After all, times were different now. He couldn't let everyone continue to tighten their belts and contribute.
The final result was…
Many valuable researchers had left the country to seek refuge in Millikan!
At the same time, they would lose their enthusiasm for scientific research and muddle along!
Since he had said what needed to be said.
Wang Ye didn't have any other requests. To be honest, Wang Ye had never thought of asking the military for conditions!
"I can't think of anything."
"Then think about it slowly."
"When did you remember?"
"Just call Instructor Xu Ran and tell him.”
"Do you understand?"
Finally, the old general looked at Wang Ye and said with a smile.
After confirming this matter, the atmosphere became much more relaxed. Wang Ye and the old general even started chatting while Zhao Zhicheng stared at the design in a daze.
Finally, a moment later.
The old general waved his hand and the secretary brought over a small box and a red certificate.
"This."
"It's the People's Meritorious Service Medal."
"Because you are neither a soldier nor an official.”
"So about the fighter jet.”
"This is the reward."
"Speaking of which, this is also the main purpose of coming here today!”
The old general stood up and took the certificate and small box from the secretary seriously. He took out a medal from it and put it on Wang Ye's chest.
"Thank you for the country's reward."
"I will continue to work hard!"
Wang Ye respectfully took the certificate and said.
After the simple award ceremony ended, the few of them sat down again. The instructor, Xu Ran, finally couldn't help but ask Wang Ye,
"Wang Ye!"
"Your gun barrel business."
"Can we continue?"
"Or can we expand the scale?”
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