After Wang Ye finished speaking, the conference room fell silent again, leaving only the sound of smoking.
Finally, after a few seconds, Mr. Zhao, who was sitting there, looked at the two superiors, Liang Jinsong and Li Gang, and then hesitantly said:
"Although I, Lao Zhao, have never read any books, I feel that what Director Xiao Wang said makes sense!"
"This is just a gas tank. Let's sell the gas tank. The machinery factory will be self-sufficient with its products, and it can also generate foreign exchange for the country. As for what foreigners will buy it for, it actually has nothing to do with us?"
"Besides, if our gas tanks can help countries that need these weapons."
"It's a good thing, isn't it?"
After saying this, there was still silence in the room. Old Man Zhao didn't know whether what he said was right or not. He hesitated and quickly gave an example to support his statement:
"Speaking of which, what weapons did we have when we were fighting the Japanese?"
"When I first joined the army, we couldn't even get a rifle. Later, when I left the base, there were only two Czech-made light machine guns in the camp."
"Later, a mountain cannon was surrendered from the Japanese, and the whole regiment regarded it as a treasure."
"In terms of power, I feel that the mountain cannon is far inferior to our gas tank. After all, the size of the shells is not the same level. If we had this gas tank at that time..."
In the end, Old Man Zhao's words seemed to bring back his own memories, and he said with emotion and sigh:
"I wish I had this gas tank back then."
"Aim directly at the enemy's convoys, bunkers, trenches, and firepower points."
"How many fewer brothers can be killed, and how many years earlier can the war be ended?"
"How could I dare to think that we would be here today? The country has so many weapons that it can't be used up, and our military factories have stopped production? I don't dare to think about it! I really don't dare to think about it..."
Old Man Zhao's voice echoed in the smoky conference room. Liang Jinsong put out the cigarette butt hard, looked up at Wang Ye and said:
"Wang Ye, tell the truth. Are you here with a national mission?"
"Is this plan what the above requires?"
Regarding Liang Jinsong's question, Wang Ye shook his head without thinking and said:
"of course not."
"Although I did come to the Red Star Machinery Factory with a mission, there is only one mission, and that is to successfully convert the army into civilians with the machinery factory."
"As for this plan, it is my own idea. As I told you before, I actually have several ideas about the development plan of the machinery factory after it is converted from military to civilian."
"And this one, in my opinion, is the most suitable one at the moment."
After Wang Ye finished speaking, Liang Jinsong lit another cigarette, maybe because he smoked too hard, and he coughed violently. When he finally calmed down, he raised his head and looked at Wang Ye again, with a strong The cough made his eyes look a little red, and he nodded and said:
"In principle, I agree with your plan."
"But there are two points that I must make clear to you in advance, Wang Ye."
"The first point is that your gas tank cannot be sold domestically. How to sell it abroad and find suitable customers is a problem you need to solve."
"Don't take advantage of the country. I can tell you clearly now."
"If you want to produce gas cylinders and then ask the state to contact you and find customers, that's impossible."
Hearing what Liang Jinsong said, Wang Ye smiled and nodded without surprise and said:
"That's natural. Now that it's opened up and the market economy is gradually becoming more active, of course we have to find customers for our own products."
“What’s the point of asking the state for help?”
Seeing that Wang Ye still looked confident and calm, Liang Jinsong nodded and continued:
"As long as you have this awareness, let me talk about the second point."
"Although you said this thing is a gas can, it does have the potential to be converted into a weapon."
"If in the future, you really sell this thing abroad, and it eventually causes some diplomatic problems, and the country wants to question you, you can't blame me for not warning you."
"After all, this is munitions, and you might have to go to a military court!"
"Some of our country's weapons in the past were given to some countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America in the form of support. Although it is now open and arms sales have occurred, after all, these are all matters at the national level."
"And you, or the Red Star Machinery Factory, don't mention that the Red Star Machinery Factory has completed the conversion of military to civilian. Even if it has not, it is just a military factory and has no right to export arms on its own."
"Wang Ye, do you understand?"
"If something happens, you should think carefully about the consequences!"
Having said this, Liang Jinsong, who was sitting there, leaned on the back of the chair and paused for a second, then couldn't help but let out a long sigh and continued:
"Wang Ye! I want to speak to you from the bottom of my heart."
"I know your good intentions, and I know that everything you do next is for the Red Star Machinery Factory, and even for this country."
"But...good intentions may not always pay off. The world is complicated. I, Lao Liang, are already fifty. Even if I really go to jail, it won't be a big deal. The state is still in charge of the food anyway."
"But you are different. You are a top student who graduated from Huaqing University, and you are only in your early twenties."
"We are opening up now, but no one can guarantee that there will not be any recurrence. What if..."
In fact, Liang Jinsong's worries are the worries of many people in China. After all, the sudden implementation of reform and opening up is very different from the previous policies. No one knows whether there will be any disturbances in all this, so many people are doing things nowadays. , are still timid, they are still worried.
At this moment.
Hearing what Liang Jinsong said, Director Li sat there expressionlessly, while the six giants of the machinery factory looked nervous. After all, they were all older and had more experience, and they understood what Liang Jinsong was talking about.
But unexpectedly, Wang Ye still looked relaxed, smiled, shook his head and said:
"Director Liang, I understand everything you said."
"But this time, I choose to believe in our country."
After Wang Ye finished speaking, Liang Jinsong nodded silently, and finally looked at Li Gang, indicating that he had nothing more to say, while Director Li pondered for a second and then said:
"I don't have a problem because what we export is a gas tank."
"But I agree with Director Liang on one point, that is, Wang Ye, you have to find your own customers."
Seeing that the two leaders agreed, Wang Ye couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time felt that his whole body was lighter. Although he did have other plans, those plans had problems such as long cycles and poor results.
Only this plan has the fastest development and the best results. If it does not get the permission of these two leaders, everything will be vain and we will have to work hard from scratch.
"Okay, since both of you agree."
"Then let's first sign the documents for the Red Star Machinery Factory's military transfer to civilians, then stamp my transfer order and appointment letter, and then we can trial-produce a gas tank sample."
“With samples, it’s easier for customers to talk.”
"But here, I would like to ask the two directors to allow me to keep it a secret. I will definitely give you a surprise when the time comes!"
As soon as Wang Ye finished speaking, Liang Jinsong threw a pack of cigarettes over and couldn't help but laugh and curse:
"Surprise? I think it's a shock, right? Hahaha!"
Then the whole conference room burst into relaxed and longing laughter.
