Mr. Qin persuaded him earnestly, but he made up his mind that he would never do such a "complainting" thing in the future.

Also, it’s time for those bastards in the logistics department to clean up.

After hearing what Mr. Qin said, Yang Xiaotao immediately spoke, "Old Qin, our nine divisions still lack that little money?"

"Calculator, know."

Old Qin opened his mouth, a little speechless.

This guy can't be more modest.

"I..."

Yang Xiaotao was about to continue, but suddenly he thought of something, so he pulled a curve into the corner of his mouth, "It's not that it can't."

Old Qin widened his eyes, and his sudden change of tone made him not understand much, "What did you say?"

"I said it's not impossible."

"real?"

"Well, but it's not about modifying Baiju, but about modifying J-8."

"J-8?"

Old Qin's face looked strange and immediately understood Yang Xiaotao's plan.

This is to turn the tables and fight against the generals.

"This plane has not developed well yet due to its congenital adverse effects."

"Can you change this work?"

Mr. Qin smiled embarrassedly.

It is because the production of J-8 is under their logistics department and the Third Machinery Department.

That is the industry of both of them.

As for the aircraft manufacturing factory in Shengjing, it is nominally managed by the Third Department of Machinery, but in fact, everyone knows the matter in the Northeast.

The third department of machinery is just a name.

And now, Yang Xiaotao actually made up the other party’s idea, haha, it’s really cruel.

Yang Xiaotao ignored it and just chuckled softly, "J-ba's foundation is still very good."

"I can modify the J-8 and use the HXJ-1 engine. Although the performance does not reach the level of J-10, it is considered high-altitude and high speed. I just don't know if the other party agrees."

Mr. Qin knew that the other party was not a guy from the desert, but was pointing something.

Thinking of the rumor that came out a while ago, someone wanted to snatch Bai Ju's birth. The above had been thinking about this for a long time, but there was no clear decision yet.

But now, this guy is starting to fight back.

And it's just a slaughter to remove the firewood from the cauldron and rebel against the generals.

This J-8 is the heart of some people, and they have always wanted to prove their abilities.

If Yang Xiaotao intercepted it, the joke would be a big deal.

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, he ignored Mr. Qin, who was still confused, and sat directly in the driver's seat, "I've given the solution. As for whether to say it's your business, I'll go home first."

As he said that, the car started and left.

After Yang Xiaotao left, Old Qin took a deep breath, "This guy is really a loss."

"This is the fight back."

Looking at the jeep leaving, I felt a little happy, ‘I did it beautifully.’

Turn around and car.

He wants to go back and sort out the methods Yang Xiaotao said.

As for concealing it and not reporting it, that is impossible.

He still wants to watch the show.

When he returned to Siheyuan, Yang Xiaotao threw this matter behind his mind.

In the middle courtyard, three pregnant women Ran Qiuye, Wang Cuiping and Liu Yuhua sat together, eating fruits and chatting about family matters.

In front of the faucet, Qin Huairu rubbed her clothes hard. If you look carefully, there were a few clothes inside that were very familiar, either. It was not Sha Zhu's or someone's.

However, at this time, she was devoted to the conversation between the three people not far away.

Listening to the topics of the children talking about by the three of them, I felt uncomfortable.

I used to be very successful and gave birth to three for the Jia family in one breath.

But now, the Jia family has no one to carry.

I turned my head and looked at Ran Qiuye with a bulging stomach. It was the fourth one after giving birth to this baby.

This broke her record again in quantity.

I feel lost in my heart.

If no changes are made in the future, I will lose my status in this courtyard house.

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu touched her stomach involuntarily.

It’s obvious that I can have a child, but no one gives her a chance.

Just as I was thinking, I saw Yang Xiaotao walking in with a proud look, holding an old hen with flapping wings in his hand.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu felt even more sad.

Over the years, the Yang family's life has been getting higher and higher every day.

There were a lot of children in the house, and the elderly from the Ran family helped. The people in the yard were even closer. They shouted again, and a group of people rushed to help.

All food and use are good.

Not to mention at work.

She doesn't know how to describe Yang Xiaotao's current status.

It’s Ran Qiuye who is in confinement at home and receives less subsidy wages every month than ordinary workers.

What's the day this family is?

Although I have already tucked that sentence in my heart, every time I see it, I still can't help it.

If it were the beginning...

He looked up and looked at the woman sitting in the Yang family yard again.

If it were Yang Xiaotao at the beginning.

Now everything about the Yang family is hers.

Unfortunately, I was blind at the beginning!

Rub,

Washing clothes vigorously.

I will go to see Shazhu tomorrow.
Chapter completed!