"Ming Ming, turn on the radio. ￥f" Hu Wenhai looked at his watch, which showed that it was 6:30 in the morning. In the winter in Northeast China, it was even dark. He and Lu Daming could only curl up in the car to keep warm, looking blankly at the sparse exit of Xiucheng Railway Station outside the window.

"Good morning, all listeners! Today is Friday, January 11, the 15th day of the lunar calendar. The imperial capital is sunny, minus 9 degrees to 10 degrees. The following is the summary of today's news and newspaper summary: A residential area in Virginia, USA caught fire, and two Chinese Americans have been confirmed to be killed..."

"Hu——" Hu Wenhai shook down Santana's car window, exhaled deeply in the cold air that was coming, and pushed open the car door expressionlessly and walked outward.

"Don't forget to turn the radio on." After Hu Wenhai reminded Lu Daming, he walked towards the exit of the railway station without looking back.

"Director Lin, welcome, welcome!" Hu Wenhai stepped on the soft snow and stretched out his hands far away. Two people followed him, Lu Daming and Wang Ye - the guards sent by Hu Wenhai in the army.

Wang Ye couldn't say whether he was a miserable life or a happy life. After arriving in Xiucheng, it was equivalent to Hu Wenhai's territory. Of course, he would not choose to let this tail follow him everywhere.

So Wang Ye gradually became a "guarding the gate" of the old Hu family. Since then, he has avoided the trouble of running around with Hu Wenhai, and just ensured that the Hu family's family is safe.

He stayed in the guest room of Lao Hu's house all day long, and there were delicious food and drinks for him. If he hadn't been practicing every day, what Lin Qianjun saw now would definitely be a fat white man he could not recognize.

Even so, compared with Wang Ye’s skin now, you can feel the obvious effect of “printer lacks ink” compared to when he first came…

"Director Lin!" Wang Ye hurriedly saluted Lin Qianjun. Fortunately, it was dawn in winter morning and there was no way to see the change in his skin color.

"Xiao Wang, how about working in the embroidery city? Are there any difficulties?"

"Report to Director Lin, there are no difficulties, the work... is very smooth!" Wang Ye lied in shame under Hu Wenhai's glance at him.

"Haha, that's good."

"Director Lin, I'm sorry, I asked you to come here specifically. I should have gone to the imperial capital, but Xinke Company just started to rectify, and I really couldn't leave at this time..."

"Where, Xiao Hu, oh, I'm going to call Mr. Hu now! Haha, I can't afford to pick me up in such a cold day!"

Others don’t know, can Lin Qianjun still not know Hu Wenhai’s worth? Just think of a human-shaped self-running 1 billion US dollars vault standing in front of him...

Ahaha, Lin Qianjun was a little nervous, afraid that some Soviet or American spy would appear.

"Don't stand outside, get in the car quickly." Hu Wenhai, although he was a Northeastern man, could not stand the cold even after coming out so early! He urged him repeatedly, and the four of them returned to the Santana car, ignited the engine, and then he came over.

"Let's go, go to the guesthouse." Hu Wenhai rubbed his hands, rolled the window he had shaken down before, and turned around and pulled out a file bag from the storage compartment in the car door: "There were many things on the phone before, and this is all the information about our target shooting this time. Director Lin has time to take a look. If you want to see the live ammunition effect, you can assemble one more today."

Lin Qianjun took the file bag from Hu Wenhai's hand, but did not rush to open it. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have confidence in what Mr. Hu said. But what you want is not the one who can make the decision. You have to wait for the people from the Shengjing Military Region to come."

"Oh, this is no problem." Hu Wenhai was confident: "I have already found out that Director Xi of the Logistics Department of Shengjing Military Region will also be here today. In the afternoon, I happened to ask you two to see the live ammunition target shooting again."

"Okay, then I'm not polite. I think you won't be that little money, Mr. Hu, you won't be able to lose that little money, haha."

The sun had not come out in the morning, so there were naturally few pedestrians on the road. At around six o'clock, only high school students who were rushing to study in school rode their bikes, which made Hu Wenhai feel a little surprised.

Originally, he took a semester leave, but he was about to go to school in more than two months. But for him now, should he go back to school? He has no answer to this question yet.

The car drove Director Lin to the guesthouse without any obstacles. At this time, the genius was a little dazzled. Lu Daming felt so obedient that he did not get off the car, and Wang Ye consciously stopped at the door of Director Lin's room. In the end, Hu Wenhai sent Lin Qianjun into the room.

"Director Lin didn't sleep well on the road, right? You can take a break first and wait until Director Se of Shengjing Military Region arrives, and I'll come to find you?"

"Mr. Hu, wait a moment." Lin Qianjun wiped his face with a wet towel, obviously getting a lot of energy, and said with a smile: "I have already slept enough in the car. I happened to have something to ask Mr. Hu, let's sit down and talk?"

"Oh, OK."

Hu Wenhai poured two cups of tea. He had the lessons from Yu Shiwei. Later, he severely rectified the service discipline of the guesthouse. Now he finally looked a little bit like this.

But if you want to maintain this service level, it is not a matter of one or two lectures, but requires persistent management.

Seeing the hot tea water floating with hot water, Lin Qianjun felt like he was very treasured. If he was not drinking, he held the warm teacup in his hand. It is said that Bohai Province is not much colder than the imperial capital, but after all, it is based on the sea, and there is a difference between the cold law and the imperial capital.

"I must know everything about Director Lin."

"That's the case." Lin Qianjun smiled and said, "Do you know a company commander named Heng Jianyun?"

"My dad's comrade-in-arms, when I went to the United States, I wanted to help them make some equipment to fight Annan monkey!" Hu Wenhai smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't think too much at that time. You probably knew that I made millions of dollars by selling a patent for a scope. At that time, I was curious about the individual equipment of Americans, so I wanted to help Uncle Heng and the others get a batch back. Anyway, I couldn't spend all the dollars in my hand."

Lin Qianjun shook his head and laughed: "Our PLA equipment has standards. How can you change it as you want?"

"I'm not going to do whatever I want!" Hu Wenhai shouted: "At that time, I had already agreed with Uncle Heng and the others that when the equipment was brought back, I would ask their company to try it out in the name of Factory 501! I thought that if the effect was very good, it would be possible for Factory 501 to produce and supply troops to fight Annan monkey!"

"Okay, I think Mr. Hu is not a blind move either." Lin Qianjun nodded, agreeing with Hu Wenhai's explanation: "Later Heng Jianyun once published a military paper and put forward an idea of ​​an action-centered war. Is this idea your attention?"

"This..." Hu Wenhai thought for a while and said cautiously: "I just put forward some ideas. It was Uncle Heng who mainly improved the article."

Hu Wenhai also knew that this matter could not be hidden at all. With his billion-dollar halo, the country would definitely check all his details. For example, where did Heng Jianyun's paper come from? Such obviously abnormal things can easily be found.

Fortunately, as long as Hu Wenhai's life is checked, many people will definitely be blinded by the halo of "genius" on his head. When they are not famous, if they cause trouble, it is called nonsense. If a person has achieved success, then his nonsense in childhood will naturally become precocious and famous...

From the perspective of hindsight, Hu Wenhai's struggle since childhood also made a powerful footnote to his talent that suddenly burst out today.

Maybe the investigators will educate their children after they go home. But don’t you see? A capable person will not be at peace since childhood. Now, the education is indeed balabala...

"You don't have to worry. Of course, Heng Jianyun's belongings would not be missing." Lin Qianjun first dispelled Hu Wenhai's concerns, and then pondered for a while and said: "In fact, although the organization is a little interested in what you are in your hands now, it is also... no, it should be said that it is more interested in."

"Oh? Haha, that's great." Hu Wenhai breathed a sigh of relief and said with some gratitude: "It seems that I underestimated the talents of our country, and I have more than the only ones in the long run."

"Hey, how could you praise yourself so blatantly?" Lin Qianjun was stunned. He was amused by Hu Wenhai's tone of being sure that he must be correct, and worried that others would not understand.

"I'm talking about facts. Regarding combat ideas, the operation center war is only part of it. I still have a lot of things that I don't dare to take out, for fear that others can't accept it."

Hu Wenhai looked as if he was aware of his confidence. The operation center war was just a product of a stage he came up with. In fact, the US military later developed the network center war based on this idea, which was the real guiding ideology of the US military's later establishment.

But now a realistic problem is that even if he rashly reveals the network central war, can the army leaders accept it and believe it as the truth?

Don’t forget, military is a very professional science! Why do people believe what they say when a person who has never even attended a military academy?

So Hu Wenhai's always guideline is to do more and speak less and speak with facts.

The question now is whether to at least throw out the operation center war in full? After all, to be honest, our army was always looking for a combat idea that could guide future military operations in the 1980s.
Chapter completed!