A big country of aerospace with black technology

The Shonan Railway Station in the 1990s was still very backward, with only two platforms.

One of them is still a freight platform, and there is only one platform that is actually used for passenger transportation.

After Zhang Xingyang and Liang Yi got off the passenger platform, they didn't know where to go.

The passenger terminal these days is not as humanized as it was later, and there are no various guide signs.

"Is there anyone to pick you up, or should I take you all the way?"

Fu Yichen asked enthusiastically, his creed in life is that many friends have many paths, especially when the other party seems to be quite old.

"Someone should have come to pick it up. We informed them before we came."

Liang Yi glanced at Fu Yichen and said.

Fu Yichen didn't bother too much, and said enthusiastically:

"You are welcome to visit our house after your business trip."

Zhang Xingyang nodded, and he and Liang Yi followed the flow of people out of the station and walked out of the train station platform.

As soon as I got out of the station, I saw a familiar figure holding a big sign.

【Welcome the leaders of the Rocket Research Institute to come to the 703 factory for investigation and inspection】

Xu Yuanchao, who was over 1.9 meters tall, was very conspicuous in a group of people.

Zhang Xingyang saw the other party, stretched out his hand and waved, and shouted:

"We are here!"

Xu Yuanchao heard the voice, looked over, and walked over with a smile on his face.

"Dean Zhang, welcome. It's been a hard journey."

Zhang Xingyang smiled, shook hands with Xu Yuanchao, pointed to Liang Yi beside him, and said:

"This is the finance of our institute, Liang Yi."

Xu Yuanchao smiled cheerfully, stretched out his hand to Liang Yi, and said:

"Nice to meet you, Liang Yi, just call me Lao Xu."

Liang Yi also shook hands enthusiastically and responded:

"We are about the same age, just call me Lao Liang."

The three of them greeted briefly for a while before preparing to leave the train station.

Only Fu Yichen was still standing there, a little surprised, he didn't expect that the young man who looked young turned out to be the leader of a research institute.

After leaving the train station, Xu Yuanchao drove a Jinbei Sea Lion van, rolled down the window, and said:

"Get in the car!"

Zhang Xingyang sat on the fabric seat, touched the somewhat rough fabric, and felt the backwardness of ergonomics in the automobile industry in this era. Looking at Xu Yuanchao who was driving ahead, he asked:

"Old Xu, where are we going first?"

Xu Yuanchao turned around while driving, and said cheerfully:

"We will go to the local guest house first, and then we will welcome you."

At this time, Liang Yi and Zhang Xingyang exchanged glances. According to their plan before they came, the first thing to do was to go to the factory for inspection.

So Zhang Xingyang said: "Old Xu, there is no need to be so troublesome, we can just go to the factory first."

Xu Yuanchao obviously did not expect that Zhang Xingyang would be so impatient to go to the factory, he said a little embarrassedly:

"Xing Yang, everything has been arranged at the guest house, why don't we go to the guest house first?"

Zhang Xingyang still insisted: "No need, let's go to the factory first, we can talk while eating later."

Xu Yuanchao couldn't hold on to anything at this time, after all, this cooperation was his side begging the other party.

So he could only helplessly turn the steering wheel and say:

"Okay, let's go straight to the factory."

The performance of Jinbei Hiace is quite good in this era. The car drove for less than half an hour and arrived at the 703 factory at the foot of the mountain.

The factory is a very common third-line construction style, and a line of welcome is written on the red cloth hanging above the door.

[Warmly welcome the leaders of the Rocket Research Institute to visit the 703 factory! 】

When Xu Yuanchao was driving just now, he had already notified the factory through the BB machine that his group would go directly to the factory for inspection.

Zhang Xingyang got off the car, and before he could take a good breath of fresh air, he was held by a pair of rough hands.

"Welcome the leaders of the Rocket Research Institute to come to our 703 factory for inspection."

A middle-aged man with a dark complexion who looked like an old farmer held Zhang Xingyang's hands excitedly.

Shaking constantly, as if shaking his hands off.

Zhang Xingyang finally took his hands out of the opponent's hands with great difficulty, and said:

"There's no need to be so polite."

Liang Yi also helped at this time and said:

"Comrade, let's take a look at the situation in the factory first, let's finish our work first and then talk about other things."

At this time, Hu Deming still greeted enthusiastically:

"It is said, it is said, let's talk about work first, let's talk about work first."

While talking, Hu Deming led the way for everyone.

Zhang Xingyang walked into the factory area. At this time, the factory buildings were all bear-style red brick houses, and between the factory buildings were rows of camphor trees that had just grown young leaves.

Walking into the workshop, Hu Deming was still eloquently introducing the glorious history of the 703 factory.

Speaking of their previous history of producing carbon fiber for the military, they have made great contributions to the production of domestic military weapons.

Zhang Xingyang looked at the production equipment in the factory silently, and sighed silently.

In this era, the process of localization of various "high-tech products" is not easy.

The performance of these machines can only be said to be equivalent to the level of foreign countries twenty years ago, when carbon fiber just started.

In order to meet the production requirements of new materials, a lot of equipment upgrades are required.

When their carbon fiber is produced, the yield is not high, and the weaving density of carbon cloth is limited.

If such basic materials are used for subsequent processing, the scrap rate of the final product will be too high, and the cost will be so high that it is difficult to add.

Zhang Xingyang didn't see too many workers in the factory.

Only a small amount of equipment is still in operation, and workers in twos and threes stand expressionlessly beside the equipment and are busy.

Zhang Xingyang also noticed that although the workers in the factory did not have a heavy workload, their working attitude was still very rigorous, and there were no illegal operations.

This can be regarded as one of the few advantages of this declining factory.

With these high-quality workers, there is still some possibility for the factory to start again.

Zhang Xingyang thought silently in his heart.

"Dean Zhang, you have seen the situation in our factory, do you have any thoughts?"

After Hu Deming introduced the basic situation of the factory to everyone, he wiped the sweat from his brow and asked.

Zhang Xingyang withdrew his gaze from looking around, looked at the people who looked at him expectantly, and said in silence for a while:

"The equipment in the factory is a bit old and needs to be upgraded, and if new materials are to be produced, a certain amount of equipment needs to be added."

Hearing Zhang Xingyang's remarks, everyone in Factory 703 was a little embarrassed. After all, considering the current situation in the factory, it is not easy to upgrade and purchase new equipment.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Zhang Xingyang naturally knew what they were thinking, so he changed the subject and said:

"Of course, the quality of the workers in the factory looks good. It is worthy of being an old-fashioned military factory. However, if the follow-up production of new materials starts, this manpower will not be enough."

At this time, Hu Deming, the director of Factory 703, said with a smile:

"Let's not talk about our factory, there is absolutely nothing to say about the quality of the workers, after all, they are all military workers!

Don't worry about manpower, the current situation in our factory is that there are more people than orders.

As long as it can start work, there will be enough manpower! "

Zhang Xingyang nodded, looked at Xu Yuanchao and asked:

"Old Xu, what's the military's thinking? It's impossible for our research institute to undertake all these tasks, right?"