Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

September 90, Shanghai Stock Exchange.

"Professor, I am actually a very conceited person."

Ye Wengui stood beside Fang Xiang, looked at the cars running in the field, and started talking.

"Since I was a kid, many people have said that I am very proud."

Ye Wengui tilted his head and looked at the sky.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one for himself.

“I was born into a scholarly family.

My father was a teacher at first, and later he went to the Education Bureau.

My mother taught painting and later went to the cultural center. "

Ye Wengui took a deep puff of his cigarette, exhaled a large puff of smoke, and fell into memories.

“So, there are a lot of books at home.

How much?

Every time I move, I have to throw away at least one box.”

Ye Wengui flicked the ash from his hand and his eyes went blank.

“So when I was little,.

What Romance of the Three Kingdoms, what Red and Black, what Water Margin, what The Hunchback of Notre Dame, what The Art of Thick Black, what impetuousness, what Utopia.

I don't know how many times I have read it.

I thought I was well-read and elegant, but reality always forced me to bow my head. "

Ye Wengui lowered his head and pursed his lips.

“But I never thought that I was just one of the insignificant people.

I will always be successful and make a difference.”

Ye Wengui put his tongue against his chin and exhaled deeply.

“Later, I discovered that trams were something that many people overlooked.

In fact, I know that electric cars appeared earlier than gasoline cars, but they were limited by the times and technology.

It just hasn’t developed.”

Ye Wengui put the cigarette in his mouth and started puffing smoke again.

“So I built the first electric car in the country.

I think this is a shortcut.

It allows me to really take an unusual path.

but..."

Ye Wengui pursed his lips and shook his head.

“Fortunately!

I didn’t let you down.”

Ye Wengui threw the half-smoked cigarette to the ground.

He pointed proudly at the Mercedes-Benz vehicle on the test track.

"Do not.

You didn't let me down.

You haven’t failed yourself.”

Fang Xiang turned his head and looked at Ye Wengui with a smile.

“There are many people who want to stand out.

But how many people know their own weight?

How many people know what they can and should do?

But there are very few people who know what they can do and are able to persevere and achieve results.

You are right, you are talented but also arrogant.

China is so big, there are many talented people and even more arrogant people.

But only those who can really lower their heads and do practical work can succeed.

no doubt.

You are one of them.”

Fang Xiang finished speaking and patted the sample car parked in front of him.

“However, this is only a small step towards success.

There is more to come.

Producing a prototype car is the first step in a journey of a thousand miles.

Real success will come when it can be mass-produced and sold well.

You still have a long way to go, keep going!"

Fang Xiang looked at Ye Wengui's rosy eyes and patted his shoulder.

"Professor, don't worry!

I will do better! ”

Ye Wengui nodded seriously.

......

"The situation is not very good now. To build a car like this..."

Huo Zhenting stood in front of the window, looking at the test track not far away, with a worried look on his face.

“Whether the situation is good or bad is not something we can decide.

Just do your own thing with peace of mind.

After all, trams are the way of the future, so let’s lay a solid foundation. No matter how you look at it, it’s not a bad thing.”

Fang wanted to hand the brewed tea to Huo Zhenting.

"The data for the first half of this year has dropped by another one-third compared to last year.

The North American market has been completely lost.

Without the world's largest single market, sales in South America are now also affected.

The situation in Central and Eastern Europe is not going well either.

Only Southeast Asia..."

Huo Zhenting's eyes were full of sorrow. He took the tea but had no appetite to drink it.

“If there is no evergreen tree, then be your own free wind.

Aren’t domestic sales now beginning to gradually increase?

It’s nothing more than that fewer high-end cars are sold, resulting in less profit.

Domestic demand will gradually replace the lost markets.

Calm down and take it slow.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. I can understand your feelings.

Take a long-term view.”

Fang Xiang felt unhappy, because the honeymoon period would eventually end.

Everything was just as he remembered.

Although his butterfly wings flapped the world, the power was ultimately not strong enough.

February 91, Chengdu, Factory 2.

"The signal is normal, the data is normal, and the link is stable."

In front of the screen, an operator looked at the information fed back from the computer and confirmed it one by one.

"Radar on."

A staff member in a white coat spoke into the microphone on the stage.

"Received, radar on."

The operator just now controlled the joystick with his right hand and stared at the screen.

After receiving the instructions, his left hand immediately and quickly dialed several keys and buttons.

"Radar is on."

The operator replied.

“The screen showed up!

Data has been sent back!"

The operator at another console immediately looked up and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Scan the predetermined location and see if the radar can capture the signal!"

Engineer Song could no longer contain his excitement and began to give instructions for the next step.

"Turn on the radar band and start scanning!"

The staff and the operator are working together on the countertop.

Soon, a green scanning range and white and green dots appeared on a spherical display with a small display area.

"The radar data has returned and the preset target has been scanned!"

After the operator confirmed it, he replied loudly.

"Professor, it worked!"

After hearing the operator's reply, Engineer Song immediately rushed over and confirmed it with his own eyes before returning to Fang Xiang.

He nodded with a look of joy.

"Ah."

Fang Xiang looked at the operating room where the atmosphere had become cheerful and nodded.

This is not the first time that the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft has been tested, nor is it the first time it has been turned on.

But this success means that China finally has its own electronic unmanned reconnaissance aircraft.

but. . .

“This is just the beginning.

Don't be happy too soon.

You have only discovered the tip of the iceberg of the current potential of unmanned reconnaissance aircraft.

In the future, there are still many functions to be realized.”

After the summary meeting, in the office, Fang Xiang said to Mr. Song.

“What other functions are there?”

Mr. Song also put away his smiling face which had been smiling all day, and took out the notebook and pen from his pocket.

"a lot of.

The first is the issue of synchronization. The synchronization between the drone and the ground control room must be stable.

In the future, electronic warfare will become an extremely important means besides conventional warfare.

For example, if we want to block the enemy's electronic signals and electronic transmissions, if we can do this, we must consider how to prevent the enemy from blocking our signals.

Moreover, reconnaissance alone is not enough. How to link the data collected by unmanned reconnaissance aircraft to fighter jets?

For example, on the J-11, J-20, and J-22, enabling them to truly achieve beyond-visual-range strike is also an extremely important issue.

Also, we still have a long way to go before we can connect it to the KJ-1 early warning aircraft."

Fang Xiang took out a pen, drew a few planes, and then marked their names and positions one by one, as well as their respective roles in future wars.

"So, now is the time to pick up the KJ-1 project that was abandoned before."

Fang wanted to draw the largest one on the paper, the one at the top that looked like a strange plane carrying a large bag.

He drew a circle with the pen.