In the 21st century, Donghai City is a famous international metropolis, world-famous, and many famous institutions and super companies will set up their headquarters in Donghai City.

Donghai City is also among the top in population among all cities around the world with a population of more than 20 million.

Donghai City is not what it is in the 21st century now.

No wonder Yang Fan was stunned for a moment. It took him two or three seconds to come back to his senses. Everything he saw in front of him formed a strong contrast with the 21st century in his memory. The impact made Yang Fan lose his mind all of a sudden.

The street is right at the entrance of the hospital.

There is no bustling bustling on the street, and there are not many small cars on the street. The most common bicycles are many, whether on the street or on the roadside.

People's clothing is mainly blue, gray and black, and the styles of clothing are basically the same. Men's clothing is basically Zhongshan clothing, and women's clothing is only a few.

It was not far from the hospital to Donghai Institute, and it was about half an hour walking. Yang Fan did not choose to wait for the bus. It was estimated that waiting for a bus was enough to walk back to the station, so he walked slowly, watching and feeling everything around him.

Everything is so novel.

It seems like a different life.

I went back to my dormitory first, and did not go directly to the premises.

Like other unmarried designers, Yang Fan now lives in a single dormitory in the unit. Some married designers have not been assigned to the house for the time being, and there are also couples who are crowded to live in a single dormitory.

This is a tube building with several floors. Each dormitory is about a dozen square meters, without a balcony or toilet. Outside the door is a long corridor, and at the end of the corridor are public toilets and public bathrooms.

"It's not bad."

Taking out the key, opening the door, and looking at everything in the room, unfamiliar and familiar, Yang Fan said with satisfaction.

The situation here is better than he expected, at least it was a small single room, without squeezing a room with others.

If two people live in one room, Yang Fan may be a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, he is one room alone. Although the room is a little old and not large in size, Yang Fan is already very content.

There is a bed, a wardrobe, a desk and a chair in the room, which looks a bit messy. The most eye-catching thing is that there are a large number of books on the desk, a lot of books.

Yang Fan smiled self-deprecatingly, "I am a nerd. With so many books, it seems that all my monthly salary is probably used to buy books except for meals."

Putting things on the bed and seeing that the room was in chaos, Yang Fan simply packed it up. Not only did he organize the room, but he also cleaned the floor, and everything looked much more comfortable.

.........

In the morning, Yang Fan got up and went to work.

The whole dormitory was also lively, especially the public toilets and public bathrooms at the end of the corridor.

Breakfast is eaten in the unit canteen. Although the food is quite monotonous, it is quite affordable. You can use food coupons or money. Yang Fan chose to use food coupons.

After breakfast, Yang Fan walked into the overall design room of Donghai Institute with the memories left in his mind. This was a large office with more than twenty large tables, and most of them were drawing boards. In this era when there was no computer drawing, all drawings had to be drawn by hand.

There are several large offices like this in the design institute, each with at least a dozen people, at most twenty or thirty people. These large offices are where designers work.

Yang Fan walked in, and many people looked at him, and some asked with concern: "Yang Fan, you are going to work so soon, are you completely gone?"

Faced with such concern, Yang Fan felt warm in his heart. This big group is still good and has a very strong human touch.

"Brother Zhang, I'm fine, thank you for your concern." Yang Fan said.

Sitting in his position, Yang Fan suddenly found that his things had forgotten in the cafeteria, and the pictures were drawn in the hospital.

I originally planned to bring it to the office and carefully check if there is still something that needs improvement and modification, but I forgot to finish breakfast in the cafeteria and landed on the table.

"It's really damn."

Yang Fan immediately got up, hurried out of the office, and quickly jogged to the cafeteria. When he arrived at the cafeteria, he found that there were many people who had breakfast here, but now there were not many people. The masters of the cafeteria were already packing up their things and busy cleaning.

"Where is my stuff?"

Yang Fan walked to the place where he had breakfast just now. He carefully searched on the table and the ground. After folding the three pictures, they were about 32 in size, so remember to put them on the table.

Unable to find his own thing, Yang Fan asked the master who packed things next to him, and the other party also said that he did not see it.

Suddenly, Yang Fan felt disappointed. He even thought in his heart that he should report the loss, but he gave up the idea. This is not a very valuable thing. There is a little bit of a problem with reporting the loss. I will draw a few more pictures if I have time in the future.

That's all.

Back at the big office and sitting in his seat, Yang Fan was wondering if he would start drawing one now.

There was nothing short of things on his big table, including white paper, pencils, erasers, rulers, etc. for drawing pictures. However, a sarcastic voice interrupted Yang Fan's thoughts.

"Oh, this isn't our talented man. He was discharged from the hospital so soon."

Hearing the sound, Yang Fan looked over and immediately knew that it was Ma Qiming, also an intern designer, from the big office next door, but how did he run here from next door?

"Great Talent" is the commonly used title of Yang Fan by Ma Qiming. It obviously means ridicule. It is not really praising Yang Fan for being talented, but for mocking Yang Fan for only knowing how to read books all day long and being a nerd.

If it were the past, in the face of Ma Qiming's ridicule, Yang Fan would face a red neck and be thick. I don't know how to refute it, but now his reaction is very calm. He glanced at Ma Qiming lightly and said seriously: "Ma Qiming, why are you leaving your post casually? I have never seen anyone as leisurely as you."

In the large office, most people are working hard. Even if they are not drawing design drawings, they are still looking through some design materials. There are really not many people who leave their posts and run to the next big office.

The key is that Yang Fan is very smart and uses the word "you", which shows that Ma Qiming often walks around the post like this.

"you......"

Ma Qiming was stunned at first, then he felt angry. He never expected that the "soft persimmon" he usually let him control was so powerful today, and he was not as good as a nerd.

"You are you, why don't you go back to your job soon." Yang Fan scolded, completely like a boss teaching his subordinates a lesson.

The situation today was completely beyond Ma Qiming's expectations. He suddenly lost his momentum, ran away in a dusty state, and returned to the big office next door without any shame.

Seeing this, Yang Fan felt inexplicably happy.

He thought to himself, "I am not Yang Fan from the past, please don't mess with me."

......

In the office of the chief designer.

Pan Jinfu rubbed his eyes and smiled bitterly. All the things that had just ended appeared in front of him.

At this meeting, there was still a lot of controversy. Pan Jinfu, as the chief designer, could not make the decision. Everything needs to be studied and studied, and be cautious.

He is under great pressure.

The new missile destroyer is a system engineering that combines a number of high-tech technologies. It took decades for superpowers like the United States to develop the famous "Aleigh Burke"-class missile destroyer.

The domestic situation is simply incomparable to the United States.

Since the country considered to board a new missile destroyer, the controversy has never been interrupted. Various controversies were reflected in the meeting just now, and different people made different voices.

Some people say that the scientific research foundation in China is relatively weak, and advocates the introduction of a complete set of related equipment, that is, buying, buying, buying, and using the use of the use of the use.

Some people advocate independent research and development and military products. Only by following the path of independent research and development can there be a way out. The entire set of relevant equipment introduced from abroad will eventually be stuck by others.

There are many different voices that cannot be persisted. The husband speaks with reason, and the mother speaks with reason.

"Oh, it's a headache!"

Sitting on the chair, Pan Jinfu rubbed his temples and sighed softly. In fact, as an experienced ship designer, he had his own plans, but he had not thrown it out for the time being. He wanted to listen to the opinions of his comrades first.

I didn't think that everyone's opinions would be so fierce and controversial.

"Dong, dun, dun..."

The knocking sound outside the door interrupted Pan Jinfu's thoughts. He quickly sat upright and said loudly: "Push the door by yourself, the door is not locked."

The one who pushed the door in was Zhao Xiuyun, director of the Model Office of the Type 052 missile destroyer, a middle-aged woman, *******, with capable short hair.

The Model Office is a newly established department for the Type 052 missile destroyer, which plays an overall coordination role. This is also a very important department. This department can be said to be one of Pan Jinfu's left and right arms.

"Director Zhao, is there anything wrong?"

Zhao Xiuyun was holding something in his hand, which seemed to be several drawings, folded together. After walking in, she placed the thing on Pan Jinfu's large desk and said excitedly: "Chief Teacher Pan, our institute is really hidden and hiding. I picked it up in the canteen in the morning. After thinking about it, I still feel that it is necessary to give it to an expert like you to take a look."

"Oh, what is it? Open it and show me."

Zhao Xiuyun nodded gently and opened the papers. They were several drawings, some were sketched by pencils, and some were watercolor, all of which were the size of a No. 3 drawing.

As soon as he saw the thing drawn above, Pan Jinfu recognized it all at once.

This is a missile destroyer!

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