What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 153 Going North
"Mr. Tan, you'll understand when you get there."

Lynch, with his eyes still swollen, sat in the passenger seat, constantly comforting the old man in the back seat.

Tan Qing, 57 years old this year, is a well-known ship designer and expert in the field of underwater propulsion.

But he is not in a good mood now, and Lynch knows the reason.

After the Type 011 aircraft carrier was exposed, the first thing was to find the chief designer: not the nominal chief designer of the Huangpu Shipyard, but the real chief designer.

Converting an aircraft carrier is a major project, and the selection of personnel is very important.

Fortunately, there are still some aircraft carrier-related talents in China:

In 89, the Navy launched the "891" project, which was to continue to develop based on the experience of dismantling the Melbourne and build a 5-ton catapult-type aircraft carrier.

Although Project 891 was eventually terminated, the plan was still progressing at a high pace. Not only was detailed demonstration and preliminary design carried out, but even the J-7J completed most of its development work during this period.

Even the carrier-based aircraft force has been mostly formed, so even if it is cancelled, a large number of aircraft carrier-related talents will remain.

It is only 96, not long after the end of the plan. All the people from the original are still around, and many of them still remember the experience of Project 891.

When competing for the position of chief designer of 011, Tan Qing tried his best, but still lost to chief designer Zhu.

What’s worse is that the deputy chief engineer is gone, and a young man has been selected to be trained.

Tan Qing was extremely depressed. He was quite excited when he heard that the North Sea Fleet had a new ship, but when he found out that it was not an aircraft carrier, he lost interest.

But having work is better than having no work. In order to relieve his depression, Tan Qing agreed to serve as the chief designer of the unknown ship.

Lin Qi could have told Tan Qing the truth after he agreed, but he concealed it a little and planned to have Chief Engineer Tan be there in person.

Tan Qing was jolted around in the swaying SUV for a long time. Only when the car stopped did he shake his dizzy head and hear Lin Qi open the door and say:

"Chief Engineer Tan, we've arrived at the dock."

Tan Qing didn't answer. He got out of the car and looked up to see the warship in front of the car.

Triple main guns, rear hydraulic seaplane catapult, iconic backpack triple 155mm secondary guns, and numerous 127mm guns on the sides.

"So it's Yamato, I thought it was something else--"

The sound stopped abruptly, and Tan Qing blinked hard to make sure that he was not dreaming while sleeping in the car.

Not sure, take another look.

Right at the edge of the deck, you can see sailors in white uniforms.

The terrifying ship width and the tall and sturdy naval guns, there is no doubt about it.

Tan Qing returned to the back seat, closed his eyes and remained silent for tens of seconds, completely ignoring Lin Qi's voice outside.

After the countdown ended, he cautiously poked his head out again and looked at Lynch expressionlessly:

"What the hell is this?"

"Ah, this is the Type 001 battleship built by the Huangpu Shipyard."

"You fart!"

Tan Qing cursed, and then, in his late sixties, he jumped onto the hood of the car, his eyes bloodshot as he shouted:

"Huangpu Shipyard is so bored that they're making this thing. You guys are not going to go to the East China Sea to salvage that Yamato and repair it!"

"..."

Amidst the silence, a slightly strange Chinese accent sounded behind him:
"Your Excellency's idea is not far off."

Tan Qing turned around and saw a short and stocky little notebook:
"My humble name is Yujiro Taguchi."

……

Black Sea Shipyard.

Downstairs in the dilapidated concrete building, an argument was taking place. "Sorry, Ms. Chen, from now on, you are not welcome at the Black Sea Shipyard."

"Mr. Isgalav, we didn't do anything wrong!"

Chen Chen suppressed his anger and refused to let himself be pushed out by the burly old Russian in front of him.

As Shi Juzhu's right-hand man and confidante, Chen Chen's coming to the Black Sea means that Giant Group is serious about this. She also has the power to negotiate prices and adjust itineraries, which shows her sincerity.

However, after arriving here, the negotiation process has always been lukewarm.

As the representative of the Black Sea Shipyard, Istyarav is like a schizophrenic. His attitude is sometimes good and sometimes bad, which makes people completely confused.

He accepts all gifts and never misses a meal, but when it comes to business, he always avoids the topic.

If it weren't for Shi Juzhu's request, Chen Chen was very suspicious that the Heihao Shipyard had no intention of selling the Varyag at all.

Since Shi Juzhu raised the price to 3800 million US dollars some time ago, the Koreans and Indians who were bidding in the same field also raised the prices to varying degrees, but Giant Group still guaranteed the highest price of million US dollars.

In Chen Chen's opinion, since his side is so sincere, Isgyalaf should at least show some expression.

Not only was there no progress, but today they were suddenly not allowed to enter the door for some reason, which made people very angry.

Chen Chen talked for a long time but the other party did not waver. In the end, he had no choice but to take out a handful of US dollars from his thick coat. As expected, Isgyalaf did not refuse.

He skillfully rolled up the banknotes and stuffed them into his underwear without hesitation before saying:
"My friend, your country already has its own aircraft carrier and no longer needs the Varyag."

Chen Chen was confused. She knew the news in China, but she didn't understand how it was related to her transaction.

Even if there are, shouldn't the Black Sea Shipyard be more anxious, fearing that they won't buy it?

However, Iskaraf still blocked the doorway, and after a long pause he spoke softly:
"This is different. It will take at least ten years for you to put the Varyag into service after you purchase it, but now the threat has come earlier than planned."

Chen Chen was puzzled: "Giant Group only bought it as its headquarters. It has absolutely nothing to do with the Navy."

"No, no, purchasing an aircraft carrier has nothing to do with your intentions. Its ownership represents a possibility.

To tell you the truth, the Black Sea Shipyard only needs US dollars. It doesn’t matter whose dollars they are, but some people care a lot.”

Chen Chen was stunned. She remembered the phone call Shi Juzhu made with her a few days ago, in which he said that "there are some mysterious forces paying attention to this transaction." Now she roughly understood what was going on.

Isgaraf said again: "Okay ladies, it's very cold now, you should go back to the warm south."

Just as the two were in a stalemate, footsteps were heard behind them.

A new group of people gathered together and moved forward, wrapped even thicker, with only their dark faces exposed. When they saw Istyavav, they mumbled a bunch of Russian that was completely incomprehensible.

Indians have a characteristic: no matter what language they speak, it sounds like they are mumbling, and even Iskaraf has difficulty understanding it.

However, when he saw his third brother, his attitude immediately improved a lot. He left Chen Chen and his group behind and led them into the building.

The Indians walking at the end had their eyes shining when they saw the woman. They looked at Chen Chen with aggressive eyes and even whistled rudely as they walked, until they disappeared around the corner under the latter's cold gaze.

"Sister Chen..."

Some people started to back out. After being left out in the cold for half a month in the snow and ice, even those with a sales background couldn't stand it.

Chen Chen stood there with a frown. These days she had studied a lot of information about the Varyag intensively, and had gained some understanding of the current international situation.

After standing in the snow for nearly ten minutes, she finally spoke:

"let's go."

"Returning to China? What about Mr. Shi..."

"No, we're going north."

Chen Chen narrowed his eyes and said lightly:
"There's also a fully finished Varyag, complete with aircraft."

(End of this chapter)