Chapter 298

Back then, this plan was proposed by Song Lao; he had observed the domestic R&D situation and also drawn on advanced foreign experience to propose it.

Then, he offended many people.

Even, someone ran up to Song Lao's face and said: 'Old Song, you're almost sixty; developing a new aircraft will take at least ten or eight years, even twenty years—can this aircraft be finalized in your hands?'

The meaning behind these words is that you, Old Song, are about to die, yet you're still messing around like this, making life miserable for everyone!

Song Lao smiled: 'I don't know how many more years I, Old Song, will live; this aircraft may not be finalized in my hands, but through developing this aircraft, a large batch of talent with modern aircraft R&D and management will grow up; I've paved the way for them, and when the time comes, whether I, Old Song, am present or not doesn't matter much!'

I can die, but reform must proceed! You who obstruct reform are obstructing the nation's military aircraft development! As long as I, Old Song, am alive, I must persist and pave the way for future generations!

Now, Qin Miao has proposed it; anyway, he's not from the aviation industry, what can those people do to him? But this reform must be carried out!

A negative example: just look at 601—they introduced the Su-27, worked on it for so many years, yet still need the Air Force to keep importing the Su-35, otherwise they won't make corresponding improvements! As for the shortcomings in carrier-based aircraft, they are too many to count!

Now, the path has been paved for Song Lao; Song Lao just needs to stride forward!

Qin Miao has already fulfilled his mission, chest out.

'Old Lin, I want to eat the roast duck from All Gathered Virtue!'

'Sure, I'll treat!'

The two left, and the remaining people... exploded!

'Joking, doing this would completely mess up our R&D system into chaos!'

'That's right, what's wrong with our current R&D system? It's been fine for years!'

'Hmph, his approach simply concentrates all power in the main plant; we can only follow along drinking soup? We have an equal relationship! Must we create a hierarchy?'

'Just now, his reform plan has nothing to do with the drawbacks he mentioned; where did he talk about bidding?'

In the car.

Old Lin, seeing Qin Miao gazing out the window at the scenery, couldn't help but say: 'Your reform plan will affect... the interests of all R&D units except 611; they... might collectively retaliate.'

Qin Miao smiled: 'Not seeking progress, not seeking improvement, just sleeping—if these people exist, Old Lin, do you think the new jet can be developed?'

'Yeah, this reform is necessary, but... these people won't agree; going on like this, won't we just be... chatting nonsense all day?'

'So, it's up to you Air Force to step up, write a letter to the senior leader asking for support for the reform—after all, this is a major matter concerning your Air Force's vital interests! If you don't dare to step forward... then just pretend I never said anything.'

'San Shui, your reverse psychology might not work; our Air Force will write a report tomorrow and send it up, but... your reform plan doesn't mention competition.'

Qin Miao smiled: 'The chief engineer responsibility system—what the chief engineer says goes! This isn't just responsibility and duty; all R&D funds must pass through the chief engineer's hands! My first proposal is to let the chief engineer wield supreme authority; my second proposal has five R&D steps, and funding can be allocated again at the third step—the first two steps... they raise their own funds to carry out!'

Old Lin nodded; indeed, you little rascal are the most shrewd!

'Now, the worst-case scenario is... those supporting manufacturers band together, and nobody comes to bid, then this system can't be implemented!'

'Then they'll all be eliminated!' Qin Miao declared solemnly: 'I keep saying our Ha Gong Da has no aviation specialty, but we have electronics, machinery, and materials specialties! If they don't go to Song Lao for cooperation, we'll help develop the supporting products; once developed, production will also be ours—those lacking ambition and still wanting to cling together can all go to hell!'

Old Lin beamed; that's exactly what he was waiting for! As long as Ha Gong Da steps in, those domestic enterprises lacking ambition will really all go bankrupt!

Actually, there's no need for Old Lin to file a report; about half an hour after Qin Miao and Old Lin left together, Secretary Wang had already taken the organized meeting documents and knocked on the senior leader's door.

'Senior Leader, Qin Miao has set another fire in the aviation industry!'

The senior leader took the documents, read them carefully from front to back, then pondered a moment: 'This plan hits the core of China's current aviation industry, even the lifeblood of all R&D factories! It thoroughly resolves previous drawbacks and is absolutely a good medicine for reform!'

'Yeah, Qin Miao this kid, staying at university is just a waste; transferring him here to lead the reform...'

The senior leader chuckled wryly and shook his head: 'That kid is shrewd, and indeed he's too young; this plan will surely cause a huge uproar! If I'm not mistaken, those component manufacturers will definitely band together to jointly resist; although we can issue administrative orders, forced melons aren't sweet, they...'

'Yeah, this touches the interests of those lacking ambition; next, they'll probably band together, we...'

'Let's just watch; since the plan was proposed by Qin Miao, he surely anticipated this and definitely has a solution to break the deadlock.'

Capital, a certain residential compound.

Qin Miao pushed open the door and saw his father-in-law sitting on the sofa.

'Dad, it's so late, you haven't slept yet?'

'Hmm, waiting for you.' Zhang Wanhe glanced at Qin Miao: 'You little rascal, you've stirred up the aviation industry system again! I got a message that our Capital's Qingyun Aviation Instrument Factory overnight sent telegrams to the Taiyuan Aviation Instrument Factory, the Shaanxi Baocheng Aviation Instrument Factory, and the Sichuan Aviation Instrument Factory; the telegram content is... you should know, right?'

Qin Miao smiled: 'Dad, they're bound to be disappointed—third-generation aircraft simply don't need aviation instruments! Technology is advancing, the era is developing; they probably haven't even heard of glass cockpits? They still fantasize about banding together to make the new third-gen jet lack aviation instruments? It's simply unnecessary!'

The breakthrough point starts right here!

'Dad, you can have someone tell them: if they really want to enjoy the good life in the future, they should look into cockpit displays! Of course, we could also just sidestep them—the Capital's Picture Tube General Factory, are you interested in producing picture tubes for aircraft cockpits?'

Zhang Wanhe let out a long sigh: 'Alright, since you little rascal have it figured out, I won't worry anymore! By the way, in half a month, Miao Miao should be on break, you...'

'I'm heading back to Ha Gong Da tomorrow!'