At noon, Mr. Qin returned to the resting place after dinner. Just as he was about to lie back to rest, he heard the guard say, Mr. Zhang is here.

Now there is no need to rest again, so I hurriedly got up and walked to the office.

As soon as he sat down, Mr. Zhang walked in with a serious look, and he knew something was wrong after seeing it.

"Old Zhang, you are not staying in the military camp, why are I here to run away?

"My waist is still hurting, don't mess with me."

Mr. Qin glanced at him and picked up the jar and started drinking water.

Old Zhang heard this and sat on the sofa, then asked in disappointment, "Old Qin, how are you doing this research?"

"What else can it be?"

Mr. Qin asked back, and Mr. Zhang was about to speak after hearing this, but he still didn't say anything.

After a long time, Old Qin said, "Report that I've seen it. This plane is not easy to make."

"There is such a big gap between us and others, so we can't get closer at will."

Mr. Zhang picked up the jar on the table and poured a glass of water, held it in his hand to warm it up for a while, thinking about how to speak.

Seeing that Mr. Zhang didn't say anything, Mr. Qin spoke again, "You know about the fuel tank."

"Haha, come on in the air, let's forget it, let's not talk about it."

But after Mr. Qin finished speaking, Mr. Zhang put down the cup and finally said, "I came here for this time."

Old Qin frowned, "What does it mean?"

"You want to get a tanker?"

Old Zhang's eyes were filled with excitement, "Yes, yes, yes, it's just a tanker."

"Old Qin, according to the prisoner's explanation, this air refueling technology is safe and our people have studied it and only need to make a slight change on the fuel tank."

"Our best plane now is Baima, but the range is a shortcoming, so I just want to..."

"Don't think about it."

Mr. Qin interrupted Mr. Zhang, "We haven't done this engine yet, and we have a tanker. You go find someone else."

Mr. Zhang sneered, "If I could find someone else, I would have gone long ago and I would have come to you."

"Then you're really looking for the wrong person."

Mr. Qin directly refused, they really had no idea about this tanker.

More importantly, he has no confidence.

"Old Qin, you have to help with this. Just as you study the engine, you won't be able to make it work without an airplane."

“This tanker is just right for use.”

"You also have an aircraft design office and can also design aircraft. At worst, you can find an aircraft to improve it."

"Besides, this aerial refueling technology may be of great use. You can study it now and you will have a place in the future."

"Stop coming, we just don't do tankers and have a place."

Mr. Qin was unmoved.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth and said, "Old Qin, are you really not helping?"

Mr. Qin remained silent and said after a long time, "Old Zhang, it's not that he doesn't help, it's that he can't help."

"Look, we have a headache for an engine or a telescopic fuel tank. You said that just like that, can we get a tanker?"

"You might as well go to the Nine Tribes to see it, maybe they have a way."

After hearing what Mr. Qin said, Mr. Zhang sighed.

"You think I didn't think about it."

Old Qin looked up, "What's wrong, have you been there?"

"No, but I told Yang Xiaotao that I would like to ask him to help support twenty white horses. There is no movement yet."

"What should I do? If I go and urge me, what should I do if I use the excuse of studying the gasoline and not producing Baiju?"

"Aren't I losing money?"

Mr. Qin didn't know what to say after hearing this.

This old Zhang's brain circuit is really novel.

"How many aircraft did you ask him to support you?"

Mr. Qin suddenly became curious.

Mr. Zhang smiled. Every time he thought of this, he felt happy. Then he stretched out his two fingers, "Twenty, how about it? Did you make a profit?"

After hearing this, Old Qin almost spit out the water from his mouth.

"Twenty aircraft? Do you know what the above tasks were given to the Ninth Machinery Department? Fifty aircraft."

"you..."

"His he agreed?"

Lao Zhang nodded vigorously, "If I don't agree, can I say it?"

Mr. Qin was even more curious, and then looked at Mr. Zhang, his eyes scrutinized.

What benefits did this Lao Zhang give to Yang Xiaotao?

Could it be that there is any private transaction?

"Forget it, let's talk about the serious business."

Lao Zhang felt that this matter would be less popular. If Yang Xiaotao was unhappy and learned from Lao Wang's shamelessness, wouldn't he lose money?

"Old Qin, help, this tanker is really important."

Mr. Qin was still thinking about the trick between the two. When he heard Lao Zhang say this, he came to his senses and asked, "It's because of this?"

Old Zhang nodded. He now wants the White Horse fighter more than the tanker.

The more the better.

Mr. Qin picked up the cigarette and lit it, then glanced at it, and said this time, "If you want to make this tanker, it is better to find the Jiujiu Machinery Department."

"The other departments have their own affairs, and they have just formed it, so they may be interested."

"As for that, with Yang Xiaotao's personality, it won't be difficult for you."

"Just go with confidence."
Chapter completed!