"I happened to meet?"

"It should be."

"Then, what's going on with him and Xiao Yang?"

The thin old man shook his head, "I don't know, I'm also surprised. The two of them have no intersection, let alone..."

The thin old man didn't finish speaking, but a trace of worry flashed across his elder sister's face.

Seeing this, the thin old man patted the other person's palm, "Don't worry, he is not that kind of person, this person is proud."

Speaking of this, the thin old man smiled at his lover, "What's more, people can change."

The eldest sister thought for a moment when she heard this, then nodded slightly.

"I know, but I'm afraid there is something wrong with this. He won't give up easily what he believes."

"Especially Shengjing Aircraft Factory, there is a large dye vat, and it may be messy."

Listening to my elder sister’s concerns, the thin old man laughed.

"You still don't understand Xiao Yang's abilities."

"This time he was able to accurately analyze and judge the forms around the desert, which means that his eyes had exceeded half of the human being. This kid has made rapid progress and his mind is very lively."

The thin old man is very optimistic about Yang Xiaotao. He can calmly analyze problems at a young age, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is young and promising.

"Besides, Shengjing Aircraft Factory is not someone else's, it belongs to the country and the people's property."

Speaking of this, the thin old man had a murderous aura on his face.

Especially in the past two years, I have become more and more confused.

If there is no comparison, he doesn't think anything. After all, the most test of time is time.

But compared with the White Horse Fighter, the Nine Divisions can be made in one year, and it is still so excellent.

But what about J-8? It hasn't been completed for so long. Is it really difficult? Or is it someone behind to pull the hindrance?

The thin old man quickly restrained the murderous aura on his face and replaced it with a touch of calmness.

"That's good, I'm just worried."

"You don't have to worry."

"Xiao Tao still has the ability."

The thin old man comforted again. The eldest sister nodded with a smile, but looked at the room again, "I'm worried that Xingxing is getting older and older. This child is smart. What if he looks for his father?"

“And, people will become.”

Hearing this, the thin old man was speechless. This was his thrown boomerang and hit him.

It took a long time to say, "The current situation is not optimistic."

"This matter must be discussed for a long time."

The eldest sister rolled her eyes after hearing this, then threw down the words "Mother-in-law and mother" and walked into the house.

The thin old man was speechless and hurried to follow.

......

Wang Zhong walked to the door with a document in his hand and knocked gently.

"Come in!"

Wang Zhong sorted out his clothes, then gently pushed open the door and walked into the room.

In front of the dim desk lamp, a thin figure sat at the table, wearing a piece of clothing.

The house was already very hot, but the old man still felt cold.

When Wang Zhong approached, he smelled a bloody smell.

But he didn't dare to say much, just put the documents on the table.

"Chief, this is the minutes of the meeting."

The old man took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows, then put a document on the table aside, reached out and touched the meeting minutes, but had no intention of looking through it, "You just tell me."

Wang Zhong nodded, then briefly explained the meeting, and the old man listened quietly without moving.

It was not until Wang Zhong finished speaking that he waited for another ten minutes before the old man spoke, "This matter was handled very well."

"You can't give them the plane."

"But we can't put them in the arms of others. Their oil will be an important import resource for us in the future."

"This is done well."

Wang Zhong listened on the side, and it was rare to hear the other party praise him like this.

After the room was silent for a moment, the old man slowly spoke, "Let the logistics department cooperate well in this matter, and don't worry about the others."

"Also, let Shengjing adjust as soon as possible. If anyone has any objection, let him come to me."

After saying that, he waved his hand.

Wang Zhong's expression was shaking. He said all these words, and the people in Shengjing had to think carefully.

Who dares to have an objection these days?

Who dares to come to find this person?

I was looking for the King of Hell in the Hall of Hell, and I was impatient to live.

Wang Zhong left and closed the door gently.

The old man looked at the meeting minutes on the table, tapped his fingers gently, and thought about the other person's reaction in his mind.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the old man's face.

Then he walked aside and picked up the phone, "Hey, pick up the foreign trade..."

After a long time, the old man hung up the phone.

His fingers were tapping on the table from time to time, and a smile appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!