Return to Hong Kong Island for a Century

Chapter 95 The Reason (Second Update, please add to your favorites, subscribe, and vote with monthly tickets)
"Cough cough! Cough cough!" Ma Shengli coughed incessantly upon hearing this.

"For us, technology is not the problem; the key is people."

“We’re not just going to manufacture airplanes; we also have plans for space exploration. But as you know, there are some things we can’t control, so we need some gold to smooth things over,” Li Song continued.

"Cough cough! Cough cough!" Ma Shengli choked and couldn't stop.

"What kind of spaceflight is Mr. Li referring to?"

"Rockets and satellites—of course, this is just a plan. On the one hand, it depends on our channels and speed of acquiring the technology, and on the other hand, it depends on our cooperation with the mainland."

“We will soon have the blueprints for a marine outboard motor propulsion system. Producing this outboard motor only requires an aluminum alloy casting press with a capacity of about 400 tons. We hope to use equipment manufactured in mainland China, because, as you know, transporting machinery and equipment is quite troublesome,” Li Song continued.

"I will relay your message to the higher-ups." Ma Shengli's head was buzzing. Building an airplane?
"May I ask what kind of aircraft your company plans to build?" Ma Shengli asked.

"Initially, it will be commercial airliners, but the technological capabilities in mainland China are still somewhat lacking. In addition, there are some things we still want to produce ourselves. I can only say that we have this plan," Li Song continued.

"Mr. Ma, you don't think we would release the technical data of a 50,000-ton-class forging hydraulic press for no reason, do you? Because the main beams, landing gear and other equipment of future large civil aircraft will require such equipment to be manufactured."

"Uh-huh!"

"Mmm!" Ma Shengli didn't even know how he finished the fried noodles, because what Li Song revealed was too shocking.

So, can people like Li Song do that?
Ma Shengli thought there was no problem. Although the training ship from last time, the one belonging to Amei, was still there, it was still a ship.

And this information, are these things sensitive?
Need you ask? This is an extremely, extremely, extremely sensitive thing, held in the hands of America, France, and the United States. It is a vital national asset!
After finishing their meal, Ma Shengli and Li Song left the cafeteria together. Ma Shengli casually asked, "Can you get technical data for fighter jets too?"

"Hehe!" Li Song chuckled, without giving a direct answer.

If I weren't afraid of scaring you, I'd perform a magic trick for you, and an F-15 would appear right away!
“Some things need to be done slowly, otherwise it will easily attract the attention of others. Right now, the two poles of the world are fighting, so we don’t need to be the center of attention, because that would be terrible,” Li Song said again.

When Ma Shengli heard this, he felt that Li Song had suddenly become a stranger, casually mentioning the world situation and its implications.

Is this still an 18-year-old boy? Well, he should be almost nineteen, but according to mainland data, he's eighteen.

Li Song said this partly to make empty promises, partly to lay the foundation for future gold purchases, and partly to pave the way for future projects.

After the fat bear shocks the world next year, I can take out some of the fat bear's things and claim that it is too much of a threat.

Let's fleece the fat bear first. The fat bear has too many good things. It has to be said that the fat bear's system does have an advantage in weapons development.

Li Song stretched. The sun was shining brightly today. Winters in Guangdong are very comfortable with many sunny days. The only downside is the presence of cockroaches, insects, and so on.

Summer days are hot and sunny, and rainy and humid.

Ma Shengli went to report on his work, and Li Song arrived at the dormitory building.

"Sister Lin, I've already made arrangements." Li Song sat by the flower bed, watching Zhu Ling busy herself. There were public washing machines in the dormitory building, but Zhu Ling was still hand-washing some clothes.

"Thank you... thank you, Asong." Zhu Ling felt something was off; Northerners call him Asong.

"Ah Song, where in Chang'an are you from?" Zhu Ling asked while rubbing her aunt's thermal underwear. "From the suburbs of Chang'an, but I study martial arts at a sports school, a vocational school," Li Song replied.

The original owner was at Chang'an Sports School, formerly known as Chang'an Amateur Sports School, which not only offered martial arts but also wrestling, gymnastics, table tennis, volleyball, basketball, and more.

“I know Chang’an Film Studio; it’s only a ten-minute bike ride from our school,” Li Song added.

"Wow!" Zhu Ling turned her head and glanced at Li Song, a vocational school graduate who had suddenly transformed into a Hong Kong businessman and a big boss.

However, Zhu Ling didn't ask any more questions, because she assumed that Li Song's family had overseas connections. After all, people with overseas connections are now going abroad or receiving large sums of money from relatives overseas to improve their lives.

Chang'an Film Studio was very successful in the 80s, and many of the fifth generation of directors came from Chang'an. Unfortunately, for some reasons, its development declined later.

Li Song summarized the issue as follows: it was about resources. Later, the two major circles of mainland films, the Beijing circle and the Shanghai circle, had so many resources at their disposal. Why should someone from the Northwest like you get involved?

Besides, who doesn't like male and female celebrities? On my turf, they have to fawn over me...

Of course, Li Song likes female celebrities, not men.

“If Chang’an Film Studio is short of money, Sister Lin, you can call Vice President Fang, provided that you get the lead role,” Li Song said with a smile.

"I'm not good enough yet, my acting skills aren't good enough, I can't be the leading lady." Although Zhu Ling said this, she was still very tempted.

"Acting skills are improved step by step; you have to act more."

"It's settled then. You go ahead and get busy, I need to go back to work too." After saying that, Li Song prepared to go back to finish his manuscript.

"Mmm." Zhu Ling nodded.

Ma Shengli personally reported to the top leader of Guangzhou, along with the head of the mysterious department.

"No wonder!" Upon hearing Ma Shengli say that Li Song and his team were planning to build a large aircraft, the head of a certain department suddenly realized.

Everyone was speculating why Li Song and his team would provide such a national treasure; was it simply gold?

Impossible, because other technologies can also be exchanged for gold.

Now that the other party plans to build commercial airliners, it makes sense, because once they start building commercial airliners, Western countries will definitely react strongly, and then Li Song and his team will have no choice but to rely on the mainland supply chain to manufacture them.

Moreover, it's possible that Li Song and his team gave the aircraft blueprints and other materials to other laboratories. What kind of companies manufacture aircraft for America?
Upon hearing this, the top official of Guangzhou said, "Then let's reserve the land."

"As for the aluminum alloy casting press, I will follow up on that. I don't believe that we can't make it with the existing technology."

"However, Lao Ma, you also need to keep an eye on things. Others pay a price for bringing out these technologies. We should pay them the agreed amount according to the agreement. As for this 10,000-ton hydraulic press, you should first find out about Li Song's situation. Once the data comes back, send it to the research institute in Chengdu by special train. As long as it's confirmed to be safe, the gold will be fine."

"Also, we can inquire further about military aircraft..."

"Yes, leader."

(End of this chapter)