Wealth

Fan Wubing can understand Director Zhang's meaning very well. In terms of military equipment construction, the country is indeed much weaker. It cannot be compared with the United States in the distance. Japan, which is a little closer, has a lot more weapons and equipment than us, even Although the army in Taiwan is a well-known artillery, it is better equipped than the domestic ones. Provide the latest chapter reading>

As for the quality of personnel, of course, there is no need to do more research. From the perspective of weapons and equipment alone, the domestic military construction is indeed lagging behind. The key problem is lack of money, and secondly, it is the turn of the old-fashioned topic that military expenditures are not enough.

"This matter is very contradictory." Director Zhang said to Fan Wuyao, spreading his hands. There is an arms race."

"Didn't you make a white paper on national defense investment? The domestic military expenditure is only so pitiful every year. Are you afraid of showing it to others?" Fan Wubing asked.

In order to put an end to some unwarranted accusations against China in the world, the domestic country has also followed the example of foreigners to produce some white papers as a unified answer, such as national defense investment issues, such as human rights issues, such as annual fiscal revenue and expenditure issues. For things, government officials have made it easier to deal with those Western journalists.

At least one type of data will reveal two numbers from the mouths of two officials, and there will be no more embarrassing things about a certain sensitive issue. Everyone has a consensus since then. Answer the questions remembered. First, take a look at the relevant white papers.

This also shows that you can't talk nonsense, and you must have reason and evidence.

"That kind of thing is just a diplomatic rhetoric and should not be true." Director Zhang shook his head and said, "Americans also have their own channels for obtaining intelligence. They can also draw conclusions based on the throughput of a certain type of military material. , To evaluate the current status of domestic military equipment."

After talking to Director Zhang for a while, Fan Wubing said to him, "The domestic can follow the example of Japan. Combining the military with the people and increasing the share of private enterprises involved in military production will not show up, and it will be easy to achieve the goal. ."

"Yeah. I don't want to talk about this. I don't count." Director Zhang finally didn't want to mention it, so he said, "I've been here for a long time, and my mouth is dry, so why don't you give it? I have a sip of tea?"

When he said that, Director Zhang looked around, as if looking for water in Fan Wuyi’s office for tea.

Fan Wubing smiled. "I said uncle cheap. I don't even know where the tea is."

However, Fan Wubing quickly called a staff member in. Ordered. Soon the staff brought some drinks and fruit snacks from the reception room over there. Placed on the table.

After a while. He Yun came over. Fan Wubing and Director Zhang changed topics. Speaking of the company's daily operations.

"I'm really not very clear about this." Fan Wuyao said honestly. "My mission to the satellite communication service company is to create as much profit as possible while deliberately maintaining its normal operations. As long as they don't ask me for money, it should be a good deal."

He Yun glanced at Fan Wuyi. Can't help but look up at the ceiling. Xindao boss made this look. It's really a big shopkeeper!

Although the satellite communication service company has also merged into the Fan Investment Group in name. But because of the particularity of the work here. Fan Wubing did not allow Lin Xiaotong and He Yun to accept the leadership of the investment group. It is led by oneself alone. In order to show full attention to the satellite communication service company. Lin Xiaotong himself entered the board of directors of the investment group.

"Your boss is really confused--" Director Zhang couldn't help but shook his head, looking at Fan Wuyao and said, "It seems that I know your company better than you!"

Director Zhang also makes sense to say this. The one who knows the most about the operation of a domestic company is naturally the tax department. As the leader of the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, it is very easy for him to check the accounts of the satellite communication service company. When you look through the information, you can immediately see the company's operations, revenue and expenditure, and profitability. It can be said to be clear at a glance.

Comparing the company's profit in the first half of the year, it is 30 million U.S. dollars. If you continue to increase the service content in the second half of the year, this profit can still have a lot of room for increase. Moreover, the company's own internal use is not Free use included in the profit, such as the Starry Sky Shopping Program of the New Silk Road Entertainment Company's branch, takes up a lot of satellite resources, but does not need to pay a penny to the satellite communication service company, and the profits they generate are quite amazing. .

Director Zhang brought a local person to the company all morning. At noon, Fan Wuyi naturally wanted to take care of the food, so he led dozens of them, as well as a dozen middle-level leaders of the company. Eat and chat at a restaurant.

In terms of satellite communication technology, the two still share many topics in common. Therefore, there is no gap between the technicians sitting together. They chatted very happily. On the contrary, it was several leaders under Director Zhang, who looked professionally engaged in political work. , Each of his eyes flickered, his words and demeanor made people unable to grasp his true purpose, and he was definitely an old oilman in officialdom.

But when you drink, you can distinguish between superiors and inferior ones. Director Zhang never drinks on such occasions. In addition, he is regarded as a big leader, and others can't force him. This is Jiu Xian, and even some people want to bully He Yun and have to drink two glasses with her.

Fan Wubing naturally took a sneer attitude. He knew how much He Yun's drink was. This woman is no more if she doesn't drink. Once she drinks, everyone is a god-level figure.

Sure enough, when He Yun discarded the small cup and used the teacup to pour the wine, the people at the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense were immediately withered.

During this meal, Fan Wuyi also drank a few more glasses. When he returned to the office to rest, his head felt a little dizzy, and he felt more comfortable after taking a hot bath.

The weather in Beijing became hotter in June. Fan Wuyao turned on the air conditioner in the room, lowered the temperature, and directly closed the double curtains, then pulled out a quilt and fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but I dimly felt as if someone had opened the door and walked in. Then there was the sound of locking the door. Fan Wubing’s eyelids were heavy, and he was sleeping with his head covered. He was really too lazy to go. See who came in.

"Xiaoyun, why did you sleep here? It's a waste to turn the air conditioner down so low!" The visitor said softly, but after hearing that the person in the quilt didn't respond, he didn't say anything, just murmured a little bit complaining. "This dead Nizi slept as well as a pig. It seems that she is drinking again. There is a smell of alcohol in the room."

After that, the man went to the bathroom to take a shower. After a while, the sound of water stopped, then the sound of a hair dryer, and then the sound of putting on clothes. After a long time, the man walked to the bed and said to himself, " Last time you lifted my quilt, this time it is my turn to take revenge."

After that, she grabbed the corner of the quilt, and suddenly lifted it, ready to tear off the quilt.

Unexpectedly, Fan Wuying wrapped her legs tightly around one end of the quilt. With such a lift, not only did she fail to achieve her goal, but instead exposed Fan Wuying’s body to the cool air. Fan Wubing was originally A sound sleeper, after this excitement, many small grains of sand appeared on the skin, and he suddenly became awake, curled up involuntarily, and pulled the quilt back.

The person in front of the bed did not expect that the person in his sleep had such great strength. He was unable to stand still, and immediately led him to stumble forward, fell onto the bed, and rolled into Fan Wuyi’s arms. .

She let out a cry, grabbed something casually, wanted to stand up, but unexpectedly caught a stiff thing, and with some heat, it trembled in her hand flicks and flicks, and she suddenly felt something wrong. , One hand touches the lamp switch in front of the bed.

When the light was on, she couldn't help but yelled, "No illness?! Why are you sleeping here?!"

Fan Wuyao’s body was grabbed, and his skin was exposed to the air again. He naturally became more than half awake. When he opened his eyes, Lin Xiaotong was lying beside him halfway, widening his eyes and looking a little surprised. Own.

Fan Wubing shook his head and said blankly, "When I was drinking just now, I didn't seem to see you!"

Lin Xiaotong just took a shower~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The fragrance on her body has a very strong temptation for Fan Wubing. In addition, her hand is still holding Fan Wubing’s clone, which immediately stimulates Fan. No disease is a bit frenzied.

As soon as Fan Wu's arm tightened, he pulled Lin Xiaotong into his arms.

"Ah—" Lin Xiaotong yelled out of nowhere, and then Fan Wuyi entangled his limbs and his mouth was blocked.

Being pressed by Fan Wuyi's body, Lin Xiaotong felt a little trembling. She had never felt her body so sensitive before. Her weak body was bowed in Fan Wuyi's embrace, from the caress of his hand. As I walked downstream, I felt that my chest was so plump, his waist was so slender, and his skin was so tender. I wrapped his hands around his neck and pressed his head against his chest through his clothes. Before, his jaw pressed firmly against the top of his head.

"Hmm—" Lin Xiaotong couldn't help groaning. The stimulation Fan Wubing gave her was really hard to resist, not to mention that she had an affair with Fan Wubing.

Hearing Lin Xiaotong's groan, Fan Wuyi, who was arranging his hands, finally couldn't bear it anymore, as if he had been patronizing big things for so long, and the essence in his body had been stored for a long time.