Chapter 622 621 "I Can't Even Support My Wife and Children, What Kind of Man Am I?!

Fang Minghua sat on the sofa and asked Liu Jianjun.

"Jianjun, you are doing well. I heard from Mingli that you are still a project leader in the institute. Why do you want to resign?"

"Brother, what's the use of being a project leader?" Liu Jianjun looked up at Fang Minghua: "Our institute has not paid wages for three consecutive months! During the Chinese New Year, each employee was given 100 yuan and a batch of rice. This is the New Year's fee!"

Fuck!

They are so poor?

Fang Minghua was shocked when he heard it, and his eyes looked at his sister involuntarily.

"Jianjun is telling the truth. The performance of the institute was very poor last year. We couldn't pay wages every three days." Fang Mingli said: "If it weren't for the help of my parents and you and sister-in-law, Jianjun and I would not have paid this year."

Speaking of the latter, Fang Mingli also looked helpless.

"More than 30 employees have left our institute in the past two years. They all went to the south. I heard that they are doing well, so I want to leave too." Liu Jianjun also said.

"But, Jianjun, I heard from the director that you are the leader of this project. If you leave, the project will probably come to a standstill." Fang Mingli said.

"That's right, Mingli is right. I heard that the projects in your institute are all high-tech and very important to the country." Fang Minghua also hurriedly added: "As for family expenses, Jianjun, you don't have to worry. How about this, Jianjun, I will give you 100,000 to spend, and I will give you more if it's not enough. You, don't think about anything and do your job with peace of mind, how about it?"

"That's right, Jianjun, listen to your brother." At this time, mother-in-law Zhang Fenglan also interrupted: "Although the institute is a little poor, it is still a state-owned unit! You go to the south to work for a private boss, what's the big deal. Your brother said that giving you 100,000 is enough for your family of three."

Father-in-law Fang Changhe also advised him not to leave.

"Dad, Mom, you don't understand!" Liu Jianjun, who usually has a good temper, suddenly raised his voice, scaring the two old people.

Liu Jianjun looked at Fang Minghua: "Brother, I know you are good to Mingli and our whole family. You give us money, things and houses. Even if we can't make money, you can support our family of three with your ability."

Liu Jianjun became emotional.

"But I am also a man. I have my self-esteem. I can't even support my wife and children. What kind of man am I?!"

The room suddenly became silent.

Liu Jianjun calmed down and continued:

"I had a classmate in graduate school who was very close to me. After graduation, he was assigned to the 210th Institute in the southern suburbs. Last summer, he resigned and went to Shenzhen to do research and development in a foreign-funded enterprise. The boss valued him very much, provided food and accommodation, and a monthly salary of 4,000. He called me before the Spring Festival and asked me to go there too."

Fang Mingli listened and said: "But, Jianjun, are you willing to give up your project? It took you several years of hard work. Several key problems have been solved and success is in sight, but you want to leave?"

"Project? Mingli, you don't know, the project has been cut!" Li Jianjun said with a sad smile.

"Cut it? Why cut it?!" Fang Mingli asked hurriedly.

"There is no money. Before the New Year, the director found me and said that the investment in my project was too large, and the funding was suspended from above. The institute also had no money, so it was temporarily stopped."

"Ah?!"

Fang Mingli was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

No wonder her husband suddenly insisted on resigning and going to Shenzhen. This is probably one of the main reasons.

At this time, Fang Minghua said, "Jianjun, resigning is not a trivial matter. Don't worry. I will talk to your director and you can decide in a few days. How about that?"

"Why do you want to talk to our institute?" Liu Jianjun was surprised.

"Don't worry about it. Even if you want to resign, you have to wait until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, right? Don't worry, it won't take a few days." Fang Minghua smiled.

Liu Jianjun thought about it and nodded.

Fang Minghua asked about the health of the two elders again, and told them not to worry too much, there is always a solution, and then drove back to his home.

The two children had already fallen asleep. Song Tangtang was waiting in the living room. Seeing Fang Minghua coming in, he hurriedly asked, "Minghua, what happened?"

"Jianjun wants to resign."

Fang Minghua simply recounted the process.

"Ah"

Song Tangtang sighed: "It's okay for elder sister Mingmei to resign, but Jianjun is a scientific research talent. It's a pity that he left like this."

"Haven't you heard the popular saying in society now: those who hold scalpels are not as good as those who hold razors, and those who make atomic bombs are not as good as those who sell tea eggs?" Fang Minghua said: "Okay, I'll talk to their director tomorrow."

"Yeah."

The next morning, Song Tangtang was going to work. Fang Minghua first dressed the two children, drove them to her mother-in-law's house after breakfast, and then went straight to the 618th Institute.

The 618th Institute is located on Beilin Electronics 2nd Road. Fang Minghua often drove past here, but never went in.

In those days, the management of military institutes was far less strict than in later generations. Fang Minghua drove the car directly to the courtyard of the institute, took out his work permit and gave it to the guard to inquire about the director.

Although the guard didn't understand why the vice chairman of the Provincial Writers Association wanted to see the director, he was a leading cadre after all, so he enthusiastically told him the location of the director's office.

"Thank you." Fang Minghua turned and walked towards the office building.

The current 618th Office Building is still an old Soviet-style building, gray and hazy. Fang Minghua walked up the stairs. The walls were mottled and old.

The director's office is on the second floor. Fang Minghua knocked on the door with the word "Director's Office" on the east side. Inside, behind an old-fashioned "heavy" desk, sat a man in his fifties with glasses. .

Fang Minghua smiled and took out his work permit and introduced himself.

The director's surname was Zhang. He was surprised to hear Fang Minghua's introduction, but he still warmly greeted him to sit down.

When Fang Minghua sat on the sofa, he picked up the teacup and poured him a cup of tea, and then asked: "Chairman Fang, are you here to collect information? But we are a military industry institute, and there seems to be nothing to know."

"No, Director Zhang, I'm not here to collect news today. I want to talk to you about something. Fang Mingli is my biological sister." Fang Minghua explained.

"Fang Minghua, Fang Mingli. Look at my reaction." Director Zhang was a little embarrassed and asked: "You want to ask about Fang Mingli? Let me tell you, Fang Mingli has performed very well in our institute and is already a probationary party member. Yes! And he’s a technical backbone!”

"Director Zhang, I want to ask my brother-in-law Liu Jianjun. I heard that he is resigning?"

Hearing Fang Minghua's words, Director Zhang also sighed and said, "Yeah. He told me about this two days ago. From the bottom of my heart, of course I don't want him to resign. Jianjun is a young man in our institute. He is a top-notch technical person and is also in charge of a project. After the project is completed, I will recommend him to go abroad to study for a Ph.D. in order to further his studies and come back to play a leading role in the future! "

"But the current economic efficiency of the institute is really poor. I guess Jianjun has told you that as the director, I feel really ashamed. If Jianjun really wants to leave, I can't stop him."

"Oh, that's right." Fang Minghua nodded and asked, "Director Zhang, is the project hosted by Jianjun very important?"

"Of course it's important! It's about microelectronics. Once the research and development is successful, it will fill a gap in the field of flight control in my country." Director Zhang became excited.

"With all due respect, Director Zhang, since it is so important, why does the state no longer allocate funds?" Fang Minghua asked again.

Director Zhang was stunned, then smiled and said:

"Jianjun also told you this? Chairman Fang, you probably don't know much about it. Nowadays, various scientific research units across the country are competing for national scientific research funds. We have many scientific research institutes under the Ministry of Aeronautics and Astronautics, so funds are also very tight. You You say you can fill the gap in the country? There are so many projects to fill the gap in the country. Even projects such as fighter jets, large military transport aircraft, and armed helicopters have been canceled due to lack of funds. Why do you still care about your small microelectronics project?”