Old America, St. Louis, McDonnell Douglas headquarters. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this moment, a young white man with an excited face hurriedly walked into a small conference room with a document in his hand. Although the conference room is not large, it is full of various materials, and there are several blurry black and white pictures of airplanes hanging on the walls of the conference room. It can be seen that this is not their own company's aircraft, but a different model, and even rougher than their own aircraft in terms of workmanship. So what kind of aircraft, in the case of rough workmanship and backward performance, will attract the attention of this North American aviation giant, McDonnell Douglas Company, which has a place in the world's aviation manufacturing industry. That's right, this is the Y-10 passenger plane, and it is also the dream of every one of our countrymen to have a big plane.

"Mr. Anthony, Mr. Anthony. The young man shouted excitedly as soon as he walked into the conference room.

In the first seat sat a yellow-haired white man in his fifties, who looked at the young man who came in recklessly and said with some dissatisfaction: "Adam, if you don't find a good reason for your recklessness, then don't come to work tomorrow." ”

"Good news, good news, good news, Mr. Anthony," Adam hurriedly exclaimed, picking up the document in his hand.

"Oh, what's the good news, Boeing is bankrupt?" Anthony said with a slight pause.

The young man named Adam was cold for a moment, then handed the document in his hand to Anthony and said: "Well, Mr. Anthony, we just got the news that the budget allocation for the Y_10 large passenger aircraft project in the magic capital has been rejected, which means that this project has no chance of resurrection at all, which means that the Y_10 passenger plane is officially discontinued." ”

"Oh God!" Anthony said with a disbelieving smile, "Finally, it's over, hahahaha." ”

"Anthony, please stay calm, it's what we should be, isn't it. A middle-aged man in a suit sitting there leisurely smoking a cigar next to him said slowly.

"Oh, Cole, thank you, and I want to thank you CIA. Really, you've opened up a multi-billion dollar market for us. Anthony said to Cole.

"Hehe, calm man, God bless the old beauty, isn't it?" Cole said now.

"Yes, that's right, God favors Lao Mei and McDonnell Douglas. Anton Street said with a smile: "If we really let them succeed in developing a large aircraft, then we will not only not be able to win the market of more than one billion US dollars, but will also add a difficult opponent in the international market." They will sell these planes at the same price as they are cars, and when the time comes, I'm afraid we won't have a good time. Now there are enough aircraft manufacturers on the international market, and there is no room for this Y_10 passenger aircraft. But, man, I really don't understand what the discontinuation of the Y-10 airliner project would do you CIA good. Aren't you doing your best to help them fight the evil Su* of the North?"

Cole shook his head and said, "Man, you know, we can allow them to be strong so we can hide behind him and command it to fight for us." But once this person is out of our control, it is too dangerous. Just as if they had a Y-10, they would have a military model with a slight change, which would be too unsafe for us to have a few bases around the perimeter. Isn't their army very powerful, just develop and develop the army, and leave it to us to play the air force. ”

"Oh man, you're talking too much. Cheers to our victory!" Anthony said, raising his glass to Cole, "I make this one on a vineyard on the West Coast, and for quality reasons, there are only thirty bottles a year, which can be said to be extremely precious. ”

Cole took a sip and said, "Well, that's good, it's much better than the one that costs $28 a bottle of Walma." ”

"Hahahaha, man, you're so funny. Anthony took another sip and said, "I'll take two bottles and send them to your car, you can taste them with your family when you go back." ”

Cole smiled at Anthony and said, "Hey, man, you know that I'm a public official, and I can't accept gifts from my collaborators." ”

Anthony quickly shook his head and said, "No, man, federal law stipulates that only valuable goods can be considered economic crimes. And my two bottles are not commodities at all, because they are not in circulation at all, and to me they are just a few local products of my farm. ”

"Hehe, souvenir, good word, come and thank you for souvenir. Karl raised his glass.

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The magic capital, a tube building full of creepers. I saw a few young people walking in with Jiangnan unique pastries and snacks. As they walked through a dimly lit hallway, they came to the door of a house.

Bang, bang, bang, with a few knocks, the door opened, and an old lady with a full head of flowers poked out from within. I saw her glance at a few young people, then smiled, and said to a few young people, "Oh, you guys are here." It's only been a few days, why are you here again? How many times have I told you, don't come often, have this time to spend more time at home with your family, it's good outside, don't worry about it. ”

"Master!" several young men called out respectfully.

"Alright, come in, your teacher is in the study. The old lady said with a smile on her face.

One of the young men handed the pastry in his hand to Mrs. Huafa and said, "Master, this is the osmanthus cake of the old Chang family, which several of our students have honored you and the teacher." ”

The old lady Huafa was a little unhappy when she saw the pastries in the young man's hands and said, "You said that you bring us things every time you come, why are you so wasteful." With this money, go back and buy more meat for the children to eat, now is the time for them to grow taller. Take it back, I don't want this. ”

"Master, we've all brought this, how can we take it back. You see, this time you take it first, next time, next time we will definitely not bring it again. A slightly chubby young man next to him smiled.

"Next time, how many times have you said this little fat man. The old lady let them enter the house and said, "Okay, then let it go, it's really not allowed next time." ”

"Yes, Master. A few people answered, and then quickly walked to their teacher's study.

When I walked to the study, I saw my teacher, an old man with white hair was sitting at the desk with glasses, and then holding a magnifying glass while looking at the drawings on the table, while recording this. And in this small study, there are also piles of materials, on which are images of various parts of the aircraft.

Hearing someone coming, the old man looked up and found that several of his student IDs were standing in front of them. The old man smiled and said, "Oh, why are you here, is there any good news to inform me, is it that our research funding has come down?" ”

Seeing that a few students didn't say anything, and then lowered their heads there, the old man also put away his smile, then stood up and asked them, "What's wrong, what's going on?"

"Teacher、、、" Several people looked at the old man and stopped talking, not knowing what to say.

"Tell me what it looks like. The old man was dissatisfied.

Seeing the old man reprimanding, I saw one of them being relatively thin and tall, with a young man with thick glasses, crying at the old man: "Teacher, Yun_10 is gone, the funds have not been approved, and the above requires us to stop work completely." ”

Buzz、、、 old man's brain buzzed, and then he sat down on top of his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Teacher, teacher、、、 old man、、、"

(To be continued.) )