Song Xilai nodded: "From the aircraft factory? I have a cousin who is one of their deputy factory directors. What do you want to do?"
Cheng Hui smiled, knowing that his network was strong.
"I want to visit and see the airplane." Cheng Hui said.
Song Xilai smiled: "You can ask Zhao Daxing to handle this little thing... Of course, my uncle can handle it too."
It just feels like killing a chicken with a bull's-eye.
Cheng Hui smiled and whispered: "I don't think I can use Uncle Zhao. In that case, I might have to look at other people's faces. I heard that Uncle Zhao didn't even make some parts that the aircraft factory asked for."
She has long coveted the aircraft factory with 100,000 employees, and one of them is enough for her to eat.
But she often hangs out in the machinery factory. She has met Zhao Daxing several times receiving people from the aircraft factory, and then heard them arguing.
At that time, I gave up the idea of letting Zhao Daxing lead the way.
Song Xilai smiled: "You are so thoughtful, I forgot, it's really impossible to find him! When do you want to see it? I can take you there now.
"But you also know that it's a defense factory. If you want to see the planes, you can only take a look outside the parking lot. You can't go in."
Cheng Hui said she wanted to see an airplane, and Song Xilai easily believed it, because airplanes are such a rare thing. If ordinary people can get close to them for a while, they can go home and enjoy them for several years.
Cheng Hui is not very young, so it is normal to be curious.
"Then let's go. I'll take a quick look and go home. I'm busy making Spring Festival couplets." Cheng Hui said.
"Okay, let's go then." Song Xilai said.
Several people drove for more than half an hour and entered the aircraft factory area.
This is the boss area, and there is actually a large machinery factory inside, which is better than Zhao Daxing's machinery factory. It mainly produces various weapons and military items.
It's hard for her to say she's interested in cannons, and people who are interested won't let her see them.
Passing through this large machinery factory with 400,000 employees, we arrived at the aircraft factory.
The car was blocked outside the door. The access control of the defense factory was strict.
Song Xilai got out of the car and used the doorman's phone to get his cousin off.
He was actually very young, in his 40s, barely a few years older than Song Xilai.
Wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, he is tall and thin, with a serious face, pale face, messy hair, and a very decadent and fierce appearance.
When he saw Song Xilai, he complained: "You actually brought people to visit? Who do you think we are?"
Song Xilai immediately put her arms around his shoulders and lowered her voice: "Uncle! Keep your voice down! Save some face for me!"
Just now, Cheng Hui said that it was difficult to find Zhao Daxing because he could look at people's faces. But now it's better. He also had to look at his face when looking for him? Where to put his face!
He said angrily: "Don't talk like such a chaste and martyr woman, your factory can't be visited! The guest house is so busy that it can't accommodate anyone!"
"I'll show her the planes. Don't you have a lot of old planes that are retired and can't fly? There are also planes that anyone who sells takeout can see. How about showing her?"
Xu Zheng stopped talking. It's true. They have a pavilion airport that specializes in parking scrapped aircraft. There are some old helicopters imported from abroad from the 1940s and 1950s. They are not afraid of people looking at them.
Seeing that it was rare for Song Xilai to call him "uncle", Xu Zheng pushed up his glasses and glanced at the three people registering aside, and said impatiently: "Let's go, finish reading quickly and leave quickly, I'm busy. !”
He wouldn't come down unless someone he knew came to take him in.
Song Xilai came back to Cheng Huigaoyuan and said sheepishly: "My uncle is like this. He is a technical person and has no understanding of the world. When you see him like this, you can tell that he has encountered a technical problem and has not solved it, so he is in a bad mood."
Cheng Hui nodded: "I understand."
She really understood. Later generations unlocked many confidential files, including one that said that this aircraft factory had been researching new aircraft since the 1960s. It had been researching for more than 10 years. Two models in a row were unsuccessful, and the project was finally shut down.
It must be the 10th year now, and the participants must be worried to death.
But this cousin is a technician, which is a coincidence.
"Uncle, how should I call my cousin? Why don't I call you uncle? It's not easy to call me uncle." Cheng Hui said with a smile.
"Hahaha, yes, yes, we each call him his own name. You can also call him uncle, Uncle Xu." Song Xilai said.
Xu Zheng was sitting in the passenger seat and looked back at Cheng Hui, the junior from the Song family? I can really get close to him and follow the old Song family.
But he is in a very bad mood now. A project that has been studied for 10 years has just been stopped by a notice!
As a manager, he now has to take a little girl who knows nothing to visit and have fun.
It’s true that a businesswoman doesn’t know how to hate the country’s subjugation!
"You can't mess with seniority. You should call me Director Xu." He said coldly.
Song Xilai happened to be sitting behind him, and immediately kicked the front seat, then turned around and smiled at Cheng Hui and Gao Yuan in embarrassment.
Gao Yuan's face was expressionless, while Cheng Hui smiled at Song Xilai.
A few minutes later, the car drove to the side of the abandoned parking lot.
"Just watch it here." Xu Zheng said.
Song Xilai suddenly felt even more embarrassed. He had never been here before, so he thought this was an airport after all, so it was pretty much the same.
Was it a plane parked here? This is a plane wreckage!
They were either riddled with bullets or dismantled to pieces, with only the propeller or tail remaining.
"Can I go in and have a look?" Cheng Hui asked.
When Xu Zheng was about to say no, Song Xilai said: "You are already like this and you are still afraid of seeing it? If you say no, I am worried about you! Don't come to my house during the Chinese New Year this year, or my grandma will scold you to death!"
Xu Zheng suddenly said with a dark face: "Let's see."
But he had to accompany him.
With a dark face, he followed Cheng Hui into the wreckage field, no, the airport.
Cheng Hui suddenly pointed to an airplane and said, "Hey, is this a Hummingbird? It's China's first helicopter."
"How do you know?" Xu Zheng said unexpectedly.
"I saw it in a book. Isn't it a secret?" Cheng Hui said.
Xu Zheng didn't say anything. The "Hummingbird" was successfully developed in 1945 and has been eliminated for a long time. There is no confidentiality technology on it.
"Hey, is this Mi 1?" Cheng Hui asked again.
"How did you know?" Xu Zheng asked again: "This is also printed in the book?"
"It's a 50-year-old machine. Can't we print on books?" Cheng Hui said.
Xu Zheng stopped talking again.
"Huh? Is this Mi 4?" Cheng Hui asked again.
Although it is called 4, it is a product of the same period as 1.
Xu Zheng suddenly pointed to the wreckage next to him and said, "What model do you think this is?"
Cheng Hui only glanced at it twice and said: "x6."
Xu Zheng suddenly became serious: "How do you know this!"
This aircraft never came out because it was not successful at all, and it was the one that was just ordered to be stopped.
"Because I know the x5 and I heard that the x6 is an enlarged version of it. I also heard my brother say something he heard from his teacher: The biggest significance of the x6 is that the research has made it clear that a large aircraft is not an enlargement of a small aircraft."
Xu Zheng's face turned red instantly and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in!
He couldn't listen to this sentence, and he didn't want to live when he heard it.
But he still forced himself to ask: "Who is your brother's teacher?"
"I don't know. My brother studied mechanical design and had many teachers. He now works at the Beijing Mechanical Design Institute. I heard about it by chance." Cheng Hui said.
Xu Zheng's doubts were cleared and his vigilance was gone. It turned out to be an expert sister, so it was normal to know such inside information.
"My brother's teacher also said that the main reason for the failure of the x6 was improper engine selection, and a single engine was unsafe..."
Cheng Hui related the comments that later generations had read in popular science magazines.
Hindsight is the loudest.
Standing 50 years later, looking back at the technical problems 50 years ago, it is really clear at a glance, as simple as child's play.
Cheng Hui followed the script.
Xu Zheng's eyes widened when he looked at her.
They failed, but now they don’t know the reason for the failure. If they knew, why not change it?
A bunch of professional terms appeared, and even laymen were confused. Song Xilai had long given up trying to understand, and just looked at Cheng Hui with some pride.
He said, this is Leonardo da Vinci’s Chinese version, right?
But the expert listened attentively, Xu Zheng's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he forgot that Cheng Hui just said "she heard it".
The way she just picked it up doesn't look like she heard it at all!
"Then you said the engine needs to be a double-cylinder? But the double-cylinder engine also encountered technical difficulties." Xu Zheng discussed with her.
"I know, I heard about it." Cheng Hui said: "But the teacher said that the engine should be designed like this... Go back to the car and I will draw it for you."
It's strangely cold outside.
"Okay, okay, please!" Xu Zheng said naturally, then ran all the way, led Cheng Hui into the car, and opened the door for her himself.
