One thousand eight hundred and forty-six chapters travel by special plane
The plane that had been flying smoothly suddenly had a violent bump. The guards jumped up as if they were facing a great enemy and looked out the window nervously. Two guards each held an umbrella bag and walked quickly towards Mr. Zhong and Mu Guoxing.
Mr. Zhong waved his hand: "Why are you doing so nervous? The car will bump a few times when encountering uneven places on the road, let alone in the air."
Although Mr. Zhong was extremely calm, the two guards still did not dare to slack off and stood there and refused to leave. They were ready to wear umbrellas for Mr. Zhong and Mu Guoxing at any time.
In a short time, the plane returned to stability, and a stewardess walked over quickly: "The long report was that the plane encountered a strong airflow just now, and now it has returned to normal."
Mr. Zhong smiled and said, "This is nothing. Tell the captain to fly boldly. I believe you."
The stewardess smiled and replaced Mr. Zhong and Mu Guoxing with a cup of hot tea. Mr. Zhong picked it up and took a sip and said slowly: "This situation was very normal in the past. I remember when I visited the army, I was always on old military aircraft. Not only was the noise louder, but it was very unsafe. How could I be as comfortable as the current aircraft? One of my old friends was the one who died when I went to inspect the army.
What Mr. Zhong said, Mu Guoxing also heard from his grandfather that in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, our country was very poor and had almost no heavy industry. Not to mention building aircraft, even matches and iron nails had to be imported from abroad. Although our country has been vigorously promoting its aviation industry over the past few decades, due to its weak foundation and low starting point, there is still a big gap with foreign countries. Take the current Challenger 85o as an example. Our country has not yet fully mastered some of its key technologies.
This time, Shuanglong Group imported two aircraft of the same type from abroad. Although they were all imported in the name of business aircraft, they also put forward many additional new requirements to manufacturers according to the requirements of the Institute of Electronics and the Institute of Aeronautical Technology and equipped with extremely advanced electronic instruments. Now one of them is placed in a military base for our Institute of Electronics and Aeronautical Technology for research.
Although Western countries have always imposed an arms embargo on our country, their civilian product technology is also very advanced. In addition to applying advanced technology to the military, many Western aircraft manufacturers also use it in civilian areas, with the purpose of increasing the competitiveness of their products. From this perspective, the capitalists in Western countries are sometimes very open-minded.
After more than an hour of flight, the plane landed steadily at a military airport in Liaodong Province. Looking out through the porthole, Mu Guoxing was shocked. The wide airport runway was five steps, one stand, ten steps, and one sentry had been martial law. Not far from the plane, several black high-end cars were parked, and several officers wearing the rank of major general were walking towards this side quickly.
Mu Guoxing knew that these people were here to welcome Mr. Zhong. Although Mr. Zhong had retired, his original level was still there, and he also had to enjoy the special guard when traveling. This was still in the army. If he was a local official like him traveling, he still didn't know how much trouble it would cause. In order to please the chief of the central government, some flatterers still didn't know how many tricks they would come up with.
Mu Guoxing was about to support Mr. Zhong, but Mr. Zhong waved his hand to stop him: "You don't have to show your kindness here, I'm not that old."
As soon as Mr. Zhong and Mu Guoxing's feet landed, several major generals stood attentively and saluted. Mr. Zhong glanced at them and scolded him: "Didn't you tell you all? Don't make such a big show, why don't you just listen?"
A military officer smiled and said, "The elders came to inspect and the necessary security work should be done. We have not issued any regulations to mobilize the troops."
Old Zhong's face suddenly cleared: "I'll introduce it to you, this person is Mu Guoxing."
After saying that, Mr. Zhong pointed to the officers and said to Mu Guoxing: "These are Wu Qiang, the commander of the Liaodong Military Region, Dong Jingsheng, the commander of the 1o2 Army, and the political commissar Ma Biao."
When Zhong Laoyi talked about Mu Guoxing's name, all these officers understood. How many senior officers at their level did not know about Mr. Zhong's granddaughter and son-in-law? If they didn't know that in addition to pretending to be confused, there was another reason that was a complete fool. The question is, can such a senior officer be a fool?
Wu Qiang said with a smile on his face: "Old man, I didn't expect you to remember the names of us."
"Hmph, I can recognize you guys after you peeled it."
Several dignified major generals were scolded, but they seemed particularly happy. A large Mercedes-Benz with military signs drove over, and Mr. Zhong and Mu Guoxing sat in. Wu Qiang also sat in the front passenger seat at this time, turned around and smiled at Mr. Zhong and said, "Old man, this time I have been addicted to being a guard for you again."
Before Mr. Zhong could speak up, he saw several cars with local license plates coming. Wu Qiang said: "Old elder, it is the car of the Liaodong Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government. Should you meet them?"
Old Zhong's face darkened: "I told you what happened. It would be fine if someone came to the army to pick him up, but why did he startle the local comrades again? I see that you are becoming more and more confused as you are, and you want to see you."
Wu Qiang looked at Mu Guoxing as if he was asking for help, meaning that the old man was no longer happy, and now he can only ask you to help him persuade him.
Mu Guoxing nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Grandpa, since all the comrades in the local area have arrived, I'll still meet them. Haven't you always taught me to pay attention to maintaining good relationships with superiors and subordinates and establishing good unity with comrades?"
Mr. Zhong glanced at Mu Guoxing, sighed and said, "Since that's the case, I'll see them. But I can tell you Wu Qiang that I will never see anyone except you in Liaodong these days."
Mr. Zhong and Mu Guoxing had to get out of the car again. Mr. Liaodong Provincial Party Secretary Yu Zesheng and Governor Lu Honglin apologized at first sight: "Old man, I'm sorry, we'll welcome you late."
Although Mr. Zhong was so angry with Wu Qiang in the car just now, he still looked amiable when he saw Yu Zesheng and Lu Honglin: "Haha, you can't blame you. This time I came to Liaodong this time just to take a walk in my private capacity, so don't bother you."
Yu Zesheng, Lu Honglin and Mu Guoxing are not unfamiliar with them. At the last Central Plenary Session, three people met, and there were only dozens of provincial party secretaries and governors across the country. Isn’t that a big joke to say that they don’t know each other anymore?
Just now, Yu Zesheng and Lu Honglin were shocked when they shook hands with Mr. Zhong. At first, they didn't expect how the provincial party secretary of Guangnan would accompany the former vice chairman of the Central Military Commission to Liaodong for inspection. But after thinking about it, they understood that since Mr. Zhong was traveling in his private capacity, it would be reasonable for Mu Guoxing to be with him as his granddaughter and son-in-law.
The weather in Liaodong is still very cold compared to that in Beijing. After the delay in the airport, when I got into the car again, I felt the warmth in the car. After seeing that Mr. Zhong did not show any discomfort at all, Mu Guoxing felt relieved.
"Tell the local comrades to ask them to go back first. Let's go to the Shipbuilding Institute now."
Mr. Zhong's convoy did not enter the city. He left the airport and walked west along a high road. After walking for about half an hour, he walked north along an asphalt road. From a distance, he saw a silver-white building, shining in the sun.
"I saw it, that's our Shipbuilding Institute. It's the first time you, the big boss, have seen your business."
Mr. Zhong said this and smiled proudly. Mu Guoxing replied: "Grandpa, if you are the old man, how can I do these things? How can I do it with you?"
While speaking, the vehicle drove into the gate. The guards with live ammunition saw the convoy coming. Although they saw a major general sitting in the front row, they still carefully checked Wu Qiang's ID, and contacted the institute with the intercom, and then let them in.
Chapter completed!