Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Ye coughed slightly, suppressed his smile and then waved his hand righteously and said:
"No, Director Liang, please stop talking nonsense. This is not a bomb."
"It's just a gas tank! Foreign gas tank!"
Seeing Wang Ye's stiff mouth, Liang Jinsong, who had bulging veins on his forehead, picked up the notebook, pointed at the "bracket" at the end of the gas tank, with four blades and an iron ring on the outer edge, and shouted:
"Come on, come on! Tell me, what is this?"
"Isn't this the tail fin used in aerial bombs?"
"Whose gas tank does this?"
Regarding Liang Jinsong's doubts, Wang Ye said seriously:
"This is what foreign gas tanks are like."
"This stand is very stable!"
"If you don't believe it, just ask a foreigner. It must be like this."
"real!"
While Wang Ye and Liang Jinsong were talking, other people present looked at the drawings Wang Ye drew casually and finally realized that this was obviously a bomb. It even looked like an aerial bomb delivered by an airplane. It was not at all. What gas tank!
It's just that Wang Ye took the lead just now, and then he didn't realize what it was for a while.
"What a bullshit! You kid, just bullshit!"
"The transfer of military personnel to civilians at the Red Star Machinery Factory has been a quagmire from the beginning. No one wanted to get close to it. You were the only one who reported it to the Fifth Machinery Department and took the initiative to come here."
"I just met you, and seeing how confident you were holding the pinch in your hand, I even wondered if you were stupid and had been deceived by others."
"At that time, I thought you were a bit miserable."
"Now it seems that you are not stupid, nor have you been deceived. You are full of bad intentions! I don't know what you have in mind! I even suspect that you had already planned it when you were in Yanjing. Got it!"
"Speak quickly! If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be strict."
"If you don't tell me, I will call the Fifth Machinery Department right now and tell you that you are not qualified to be the factory director. Take your transfer order and go back to Yanjing!"
In the end, Liang Jinsong completely lost the idea of arguing with Wang Ye about whether this thing was a bomb or a gas tank. He slapped the notebook on the table and said angrily.
Seeing Liang Jinsong who seemed to be really angry, the six giants of the machinery factory looked at each other, but Wang Ye seemed not to be frightened by Liang Jinsong at all. He took out a cigarette with a calm expression, lit it for Liang Jinsong and then said:
"Director Liang, don't be anxious!"
"You have a lot of money, so what's the point of venting your anger on me, a young man in his early twenties?"
"Calm down and have a cup of tea."
As he spoke, Wang Ye filled Liang Jinsong's teacup again, then pointed to the simple drawings on the table and said:
"First of all, I must state that it is indeed a gas can."
"but......"
Having said this, Wang Ye paused for a moment, and then quickly continued under the sharp gaze of Liang Jinsong:
"But if our customers buy it back later."
"Put a mixture of sugar and ammonium nitrate fertilizer stir-fried at high temperature into the innermost layer, and put a large number of discarded bearing balls, other broken iron nails, iron pieces, or even gravel and iron sand into the outer layer."
"And in the cylinder at the back, put a mixture of sugar and potassium nitrate, a little plasticizer, and lightly compact it to fix it."
"Finally, put the gas can into a tilting iron barrel device and light a fire from the back."
"Bang! This thing flew out and blew up a whole house."
"Then it has nothing to do with us."
"After all, it's just a gas tank we produce..."
As soon as Wang Ye finished speaking, Liang Jinsong, who was drinking tea in his cup, spat out the tea with a "pop" sound. At the same time, he looked at Wang Ye with disbelief on his face, while Li Gang and the six giants of the machinery factory were also stunned!
They never expected that Wang Ye would actually say such words!
"I mean Wang Ye? In other words, this thing is actually a bomb?"
"No! A mortar? A large-caliber mortar?"
"And you are planning to sell this thing internationally?"
"No! This is absolutely not possible!"
"This is selling arms, this is absolutely not allowed!"
After a short silence, Liang Jinsong finally reacted. He didn't even bother to wipe the water stains on his face and said hastily, while Wang Ye shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently:
"Whether it works or not, that's not up to you."
"After the Machinery Factory is converted from military to civilian, we will no longer be under your control. We will be under the control of Director Li."
"Director Li, we want to export gas tanks to earn foreign exchange. Is there any problem?"
Hearing what Wang Ye said, countless thoughts flashed through Director Li's mind. At this moment, he finally understood why Wang Ye was so stubborn that this was a gas tank. At the same time, he also thought of something, nodded with difficulty and said:
"Theoretically, there's no problem."
"As long as you can find customers, it is certainly possible to export gas cylinders to earn foreign exchange."
"but......"
Having said this, Director Li paused, stopped what Liang Jinsong was about to say, looked at Wang Ye and continued to ask:
"Actually, I don't understand, Wang Ye."
"What does your gas tank have to do with the added value of the product you just mentioned?"
"And how are you sure this thing will sell?"
Regarding Director Li's question, facing the gazes of these two big guys, Wang Ye lit a cigarette leisurely, and then said slowly:
"Two directors, let me ask you three questions. All the questions just now have answers."
"My first question is."
"Do you know how many countries in this world are still under the control of Western colonizers and are trying to use force to fight for freedom and national independence?"
“How many countries are the people still informed by the dictators and are organizing armed resistance?”
“How many governments are still attacked and opposed by illegal armed groups?”
Under Wang Ye's gaze, Liang Jinsong and Li Gang looked at each other. They did not expect Wang Ye to ask such a question, but in the end they honestly shook their heads, expressing that they did not know.
Suddenly Wang Ye grinned and said:
"In fact, I do not know."
In an instant, the two directors rolled their eyes, and Wang Ye continued:
"But I know there must be a lot of them!"
Regarding Wang Ye's statement, the two of them nodded slightly in affirmation.
"second question."
"Although China's technological level may be a little behind that of the United States and the Soviet Union, we can produce all kinds of weapons, including guns, cannons, tanks, and even fighter jets."
"But do you think those countries just now have the ability to produce weapons? Even the simplest pistols and grenades?"
Faced with Wang Ye's question, Director Li hesitated and said:
"It should be possible, right? Pistol grenades aren't complicated either..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wang Ye, who had sharp eyes.
"No, Director Li, you gave the wrong answer!"
"They are completely incapable of producing any weapons, even a bullet!"
In fact, Wang Ye was not surprised that Director Li gave such an answer, because in this era, China had just opened up, and under the impact of external information, most Chinese people had low self-esteem and believed that any country in the world was better than China. Development is good.
"last question."
"Two directors, do you know how much an AK-47 rifle costs in the world?"
At this moment, the two of them were numb and shook their heads subconsciously. Then Wang Ye raised a finger and said:
"Hundred dollars!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Wang Ye finished speaking, Liang Jinsong categorically denied it and said:
"impossible."
"The AK-47 is similar to our Type 81, and the cost..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Wang Ye shaking his head and saying at the same time:
"Yes, you know the price of weapons production better than I do."
"But let me give you an example. If I am an ordinary person and want to buy a Type 81 rifle on the domestic black market, how much can you guess?"
As soon as Wang Ye finished speaking, Liang Jinsong's eyes flashed with a stunned expression on his face. He seemed to have thought of something, while Wang Ye continued to talk to himself:
"Director Liang, you have been on the battlefield. If you were the commander of a small country, let me ask you."
"Based on the fact that you already have a force equipped with small arms."
"On one side is an AK-47 rifle that costs one hundred dollars apiece and the bullets need to be purchased separately. On the other side is our gas tank, which comes with an instruction sheet on contraindications and sells for five hundred dollars."
"Which one do you choose?"
At that moment, Liang Jinsong fell silent, because his military career had already told him the answer!
Finally, Wang Ye looked at Li Gang and said with a smile:
"Director Li, do you now understand the relationship between gas tanks and product added value?"
"I'll answer you with what I just said."
“Whatever customers need, we produce!”
