"Very good, isn't it." I looked at the countries in the table: "By the way, what about the Americans."
"It's not easy. The Americans only placed an order for a bee colony but chose a custom bee colony, including three queen bees, fifty letter bees, sixty war bees, 30 drones and one hundred. Worker bee." Star Shouye pursed his small mouth: "Moreover, all models are designated to be equipped with mountain combat modules and infrared probes."
"They really knew it." I smiled bitterly and shook my head.
Both the letter bee and the war bee use light equipment. In ghost places like Afghanistan, the small diameter electromagnetic cannon is basically a big killer, and there is no need for the existence of the drone, which is the "giant cannon" class that the Americans used in Pearl Harbor. Pretending to be crazy and stupid on the issue, until now I don’t believe that Americans with fbi and many other espionage departments will cause the Arabs on the 20th to turn upside down in New York. Boeing Warriors is not something that terrorists can stage.
"What knows."
"This is a'mystery'. Before the Americans themselves revealed it, I didn't know what the next situation would be like."
Facing the question from Master Xing Shou, I shook my head, and then returned the form to him: "Speaking of which, how long will it take for Qilu Heavy Industries to meet the output on the order."
"It will take at least half a year."
"What's the delivery date on the order."
"The Arab order was also a year later. The Americans were a little anxious, but Chief Zhang said that he hoped that we would not sign a contract with the Americans before asking for instructions."
"That's right. The Americans have controlled us for so many years. We want to buy some good things and they don't agree. Now it's their turn to buy good things. Should we really sell them everything." I nodded, then He shook his head again: "But we still have to sell this thing to them. Firstly, only American talents can give us the opportunity of Qilu Heavy Industries to prove their products on the real battlefield. Secondly, we can also get some of our past from the Americans. Things that can’t be bought with dignity."
"As long as the bid is high enough and there is no unsuccessful business, I understand what you mean." Master Xing Shou nodded in agreement with my idea, and a smile appeared on the face of the old man who looked at me: "You are getting more and more Like a real Siles."
"Are you complimenting me or scolding me." I smiled bitterly and shook my head. I believe that being a "treacherous" merchant these years, no matter which river system you are in, it is not a compliment.
"Of course it is a commendatory word." Xing Shouye smiled and nodded: "Speaking of which, Xie En."
"In the yard, I'm probably looking at the photos of my childhood now." I sighed and shook my head.
"Really, I haven't seen how you looked when you were young. I'll take a step first and it's settled."
Seeing Master Xing Shou smiled and ran towards the entrance of the yard, I stretched out my hand and scratched the back of my head.
With such terrible thoughts, I went into the yard, just to see Xie En and Master Xing Shou looking at the big photo album in their hands, while the second sister Wen looked at the two mothers with smiles on their faces. Hey, second sister Wen, It’s too early for you to laugh like this now.
While my heart was broken and thinking, I sat next to Xie En, looked at myself in the album and remembered. This photo was taken at the editorial office of Penglai Yeyu shortly after I first met Wen Youqing.
Looking at the little guy in the photo, it reminds me of the years back. Five years have passed in the blink of an eye. No wonder Wen Jiuye would say that the existence of 50 years of time with a flick of the finger may be this unfair. The only fair existence in the world.
"Who is this girl?" Xing Shouye asked in a curious tone, although the corner of his eyes was full of cunning.
"It's my sister, she's a very gentle girl who is about your age." Second sister Wen replied with a smile when the legendary engineer asked about her sister.
Xie En has already turned over the album at this time. The second photo is the photo of the world's first electronic pet and its owner, Miss Wen Youqing, and his cousin Lu Renyi, who is sitting in a sick place. , Sheen this girl smiled and stretched out her hand and scratched the bridge of my nose.
"What's the matter?" Xing Shouye continued to play the role of the curious baby.
"Some heroes save the United States, and then get beaten to be hospitalized."
When I said this, the smile on my second sister Wen's face faded a bit. It seemed that my sister still had a little bit of resentment in her heart.
"What a great man."
I really didn't expect Master Xing Shou to speak like this. Looking at the smile on his face, I frowned at the corner of my eye. This kind of encouraging words would sometimes be counterproductive.
After turning a few pages, the last photo was taken when we were in Japan. The young me, Wen Youqing, and the long-standing Japanese-style kimono sitting on the corridor under the setting sun, the beauty of the photo really lies in people. I often sigh and shed tears.
"Ah no more."
Turning a page, Sheen’s somewhat disappointed voice rang out. Accompanied by her dissatisfaction, I saw a pair of young girls carrying rucksacks, one of them even wearing a military cap. It looks like it's time in the seventies.
"By the way, who are these two? It looks weird." Xie En looked up and asked Second Sister Wen.
"It was a photo taken with Zhao Gege when I was young." Second Sister Wen replied with a smile: "You came back from abroad and you are young. I haven't seen this before, no wonder you."
"Then who is you, who is Sister Gege." Sheen pointed to the beautiful girl with short hair: "Is this you."
"I am the ugly duckling next to me. You are pointing at Zhao Gege. She was very beautiful when she was a child." Second Sister Wen smiled.
At this moment, another little finger pressed on the photo, following the little white jade hand all the way up, I saw Master Xing Shou.
"Just now I think I recalled my childhood."
The old man looked at the photo album in Xie En's hand with a smile, and sighed in a calm tone.
"When you were a kid, did you when you were a kid."
Me, Xie En and Second Sister Wen asked in different words. Second Sister Wen's face was full of curiosity. Xie En's face was very wonderful. As for me, I was confused.
"Well, thinking of the girl when she was a child, she also kept a long hair like this, seemingly ordinary." Putting away the little smile on her face, Master Xing Shou shook his head: "But that's a thing of the past. Yes, she chose her path, I choose my life."
"You kid, how can you talk like a little old man?" Second Sister Wen patted the head of the kid in her eyes.
"Yeah, I made a fiction. I am only seventeen years old this year." Xing Shouye sighed, and Xie En stretched out his hand and grabbed the little hand in the photo.
Looking at the appearance of the old and the young, I suddenly felt a little sad, thinking that there must be some secrets from the past when I come to the old man.
After returning from Wen’s house, Master Xing Shou curled up on the sofa like a cramped dragon cub, watching the soap operas he would never have seen in the past, and even the cats crawled onto his face. There has never been any noise. While busy in the kitchen, I sigh that the old man’s artificial skin is thick enough, and I can’t help but reaffirm that the secret in the old man’s heart is indeed thrilling.