Want to Make Guns? Did you ask me?
Qi Wei smiled as he watched the three of them rush to the warehouse.
He leaned back in his chair, raised his legs, and casually placed them on the table.
Crossing his arms behind his head, Qi Wei stretched his body comfortably.
Qi Wei was very satisfied with Zhang Jianguo and Li Fu.
Although the two of them had been in this industry for more than 20 years, producing the lowest-end products in the military chain every day, day after day, year after year, they still did not lose their passion.
Once they were given a chance, they would definitely burst out with the most dazzling light.
This was also the commonality of the technicians in this era. They still held the heart of a child and wholeheartedly wanted their country to become stronger.
Qi Wei was very assured to hand the gun making over to them.
Anyway, the blueprint had been given. Even if there was something they did not understand, they would definitely figure it out without sleep or rest.
As for Qi He, Qian Gousheng, and Qian Siya…
Qi Wei also had high hopes for the three of them.
Of course, the three of them had low academic qualifications. Qian Gousheng and Qian Siya had graduated from junior high school, while Qi He could barely reach junior high school level. This was also thanks to the training courses run by the state.
However, most people in the country were at this level these days. Those who were above technical secondary school were rare.
Moreover, in Qi Wei's opinion, making guns was not a high-tech thing.
In his previous life, Qi Wei had been to the country of Brazil's peshawar. The pillar industry of the entire district was the manufacture of guns.
The old man in the room used the simplest tools to make all kinds of famous guns from all over the world, including high-end sniper rifles like the Remington 700. Qi Wei dared to say that there was not even a single junior high school student there who was educated, and there were not many who had gone to school.
There was no need to study in a place where wars were fought every day.
Making guns was just a skill, designing guns was science.
Qian Gousheng was extremely talented in learning craftsmanship. He knew how to forge, cast, coil himself, and repair an alarm clock...
This was an extremely intelligent young man with strong hands-on skills. He could also draw inferences from one instance. He would definitely become the technical backbone of the factory in the future.
As for Qian Siya, just as Second Uncle Qian had said, she had a sweet mouth, knew how to talk, and was also very good-looking. She would first learn in the factory and familiarize herself with the manufacturing process and products before bringing her out to discuss business. She was also an expert.
As for his third uncle, Qi He, he was diligent, silent, meticulous, and meticulous. Furthermore, he used to be a frontline militia and had been on the battlefield. Of course, his main job was logistics and the transportation of the wounded.
He was still a member of Yantai County's militia, and he was also a small officer like the captain. Every winter, he had to undergo military training. It was very suitable for him to be in charge of the security work in the factory, which was to set up a security department.
As for the development of the military factory…
A smile appeared on Qi Wei's face.
The Liang family had a huge business and could be said to have connections in Handong.
Presumably, they already knew that he was here to make guns, right?
To be honest, he didn't really care about the Livingstones.
After all, he had already jumped to his original fate. The Liang family and he would only gradually drift apart. The two sides were not on the same level at all.
Hatred was an emotion that only the weak possessed. Qi Wei had long been indifferent.
He had no interest in targeting the Liang family. However, if the Liang family came knocking on his door, he did not mind giving Liang Feng, who had a lot of connections, some eye drops.
As for the Liang Family's suppression…
Qi Wei scoffed.
The Type 87 automatic rifle marked the birth of an era.
In other words, this was the power of the era.
Anyone who overestimated themselves in front of the times and wanted to stop a chariot with a mantis's arm would be mercilessly crushed by the rolling wheels of history.
Even Jesus couldn't stop him.
Qi Wei didn't say this.
……
When the gun-making business of Workshop 7 was booming, the mansion in Handong was also on the verge of a storm.
Liang Xiaolu sat on the sofa, her eyes swollen from crying. Mother Liang comforted her gently, but it was to no avail.
"Dad, it looks like he really doesn't plan to go back to being a drug enforcement officer.”She sobbed.
"Why are you crying? I know!" Liang Feng, who was standing in front of the window, spoke in frustration.
"Liang Feng!" Liang Feng's tone was so harsh that his precious daughter cried even louder. Mother Liang's eyebrows instantly shot up.
"You were the one who said that Qi Wei's matter was on you. He won't be able to escape from your grasp no matter what!”
"Now that she jumped out and went to make guns, I heard that she has already started making them.”
"My Nan Nan's life is bitter. She has a heartless father like you…"
Mother Liang was moved as she spoke. Tears streamed down her face as she pulled Liang Xiaolu into her arms.
"Alright, alright!" Liang Feng felt depressed when he saw the mother and daughter crying like their father and husband had died.
At the same time, he could not help but feel angry.
When Liang Feng first heard that Qi Wei wanted to make a spear, he scoffed.
Of course, he knew that guns weren't easy to make, and Workshop 7 couldn't make guns at all.
Without blueprints and materials, how could he build it?
Moreover, he had already informed them that if Workshop 7 submitted a report requesting for blueprints and materials, it would not be approved.
This was the power of the Liang family. Liang Feng believed that it did not matter if it was being a drug enforcement officer or making guns.
If he wanted Qi Wei to kneel in front of his daughter Liang Xiaolu, then Qi Wei had no choice but to kneel!
He had never expected that Qi Wei could still make it without using blueprints and materials!
I heard that the progress is not bad!
Liang Feng revealed a cold smile. This kid called Qi Wei was really capable. No wonder his daughter couldn't forget him.
However, the more capable he was, the more Liang Feng would not let him off.
It seemed that he needed to give that kid some real means.
Want to make a gun?
Did you ask me?
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