Wen Miaotong was wondering why the aircraft was parked here. There didn't seem to be any attractive scenery here.
As a result, when a group of wild horses rushed past the banshee aircraft in panic, Wen Miaotong understood the intentions of Director Ding.
Sure enough, in less than a minute, Director Ding pulled the cameramen and hurriedly chased after the wild horses.
Then Director Ding's assistant went down from the third floor to the second floor and shouted to everyone, "Everyone has worked hard. Director Ding just told me to inform everyone that we will stay here for the night."
"This aircraft has air conditioning, a kitchen, and a bathroom."
"We don't have to worry about food and drink. It may be a little uncomfortable when we sleep. Everyone can sleep in the aisle or on the chair. The bedding is in the warehouse. I will take two people to move it later. "
Some people complained, and some people looked very excited.
Wen Miaotong silently watched the equally lonely "beast engineer".
Master Qiao was sitting two rows in front of her, like a wooden stake. He had an aura around him that kept people away. As long as he sat there, no one in the three rows around him would sit. Anyway, there were seats everywhere in the cabin.
At night, the temperature outside was -17 degrees Celsius.
The banshee aircraft was as warm as spring. It would be awkward if they didn't consider sleeping. Living in the banshee aircraft, looking up at the brilliant Milky Way outside the porthole, feeling the magnificence of the endless grassland, it was quite a scene.
There was no phone network, and they were tired from running around for the past few days. At ten o'clock in the evening, most of the people in the second-floor cabin found a place to sleep.
Wen Miaotong tiptoed and walked in front of Master Qiao.
Tonight was a good opportunity. In the vast grassland, except for the satellite communication in the cockpit, the rest of the people were in a state of disconnection. Of course, this included Master Qiao.
At this time, Wen Miaotong felt that it was very appropriate to test Master Qiao's greed.
Even if the test failed, it would be difficult for Master Qiao to communicate with the outside world.
"Master Qiao, Master Qiao?" Wen Miaotong, who was given thirty-seven rolls, once again shamelessly approached.
Master Qiao, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Wen Miaotong.
Wen Miaotong was shocked, and all the hairs on her body stood up. She was frightened by Master Qiao's emotionless eyes.
After quickly calming down, Wen Miaotong, who had been kicked out of her experience, knew that when dealing with this Master Qiao, she couldn't act coquettishly or act cute. The best way was to say what she wanted to say.
"Master Qiao, I want to ask you for a favor."
"When I was in Zhongyun this morning, I had a call with my Uncle Keane. Uncle Keane treats me like a father. He runs a spare parts factory in North America that is related to the aviation industry. "
"On the phone, my Uncle Keane seemed to have a very heavy heart. Under my questioning, he finally told me that his factory had encountered a very thorny problem. "
"Last month, Uncle Keane's factory received an order from Bombardier Aviation for a public hydraulic system for aircraft."
"But in his factory, because of the accident of a core technician, they have been unable to produce a qualified public hydraulic system. The contract will expire in half a month. If they can't fulfill the contract, Uncle Keane's factory is likely to be on the verge of bankruptcy. "
"Master Qiao … Can you help Uncle Keane? If you can solve his problem, I can let Uncle Keane pay you one million dollars."
Wen Miaotong finished her words in one breath, and then quietly waited for Master Qiao's next words.
She had lost some patience and was scheming with Master Qiao.
Directly, a reward of one million dollars, it's up to him to do it!
Her imaginary Uncle Keane really ran an aviation spare parts factory, and really received an order from Bombardier Aviation for a public hydraulic system.
The aircraft public hydraulic system was a very important transmission control system. It was in charge of the aircraft's landing gear, flaps, and deceleration plates, and it also drove part of the ailerons and elevators. An aircraft was equipped with two sets of such independent hydraulic systems to prevent one of them from suddenly malfunctioning.
The banshee aircraft also had this kind of system.
At the same time, after many years of development, the aviation public hydraulic system had become very mature. As long as there were the relevant drawings, some well-known precision processing companies could produce it. The only difference was the cost control and whether it could be profitable.
This Master Qiao must know this system.
What he knew must be the public hydraulic system on the banshee aircraft.
As long as he dared to accept the one million dollars, it meant that he didn't care about the technical information on the banshee aircraft. If he could sell the less sensitive hydraulic system, then he didn't care about selling more sensitive things in exchange for higher rewards.
Of course, the bait had to be done step by step.
As long as Wen Miaotong could make this deal happen, her handsome Uncle Keane would take over the rest of the seduction plan if nothing went wrong.
Throwing out the bait so abruptly was a plan full of gambling.
According to the normal way, Wen Miaotong should use an industrial problem with a reward of 300,000 dollars that didn't involve any sensitive technology to seek Master Qiao's help.
But she was about to break down. She just wanted to leave Master Qiao as soon as possible.
There was no expected thinking, nor was there any inquiry.
The "beast engineer" directly opened his mouth.
"Three million dollars."
"Tell your uncle, give me three million dollars, and I'll help him solve the garbage public hydraulic system."
"…"
Wen Miaotong was stunned for 30 seconds before she took out her Blackberry phone. The total price of this real order was about five million dollars. Normal people would only agree if their brains were flooded with water. Unfortunately, these two were not normal people.
Wen Miaotong switched the phone to a non-service signal and showed it to Master Qiao. There was an offline information email sent to her by Uncle Keane.
In the email, there were dozens of CAD industrial drawings.
These drawings were all annotated in Chinese. Wen Miaotong tried to cover it up by saying that her Uncle Keane was Chinese, and the engineer who had an accident in the factory was also Chinese.
What was it?
In fact, Wen Miaotong found that Master Qiao didn't understand English after a few days of observation.
Master Qiao looked at the drawings casually, then threw the phone aside. He tapped his fingers and said, "I'll give you the answer when I see the money."
"Oh."
Wen Miaotong hurriedly left. She was afraid that she would be scolded "get lost" again.
…
That night, Wen Miaotong had been pretending to sleep for three hours before she finally fell asleep.
She was quietly observing Master Qiao. As long as he made a slight move, she would go to the cockpit to borrow the satellite communication equipment. Wen Miaotong would immediately come forward and say that she thought carefully and couldn't agree to the absurd price of three million dollars.
At most one million dollars.
Doing so would arouse the other party's suspicion, but Uncle Keane's identity in North America was impeccable. From the order to the tricky problems were real.
A reward of one million dollars was reasonable in the face of high liquidated damages.
Early the next morning.
After Director Ding finished shooting the wild horse group, he shot a few more shots of the Banshee aircraft taking off.
Then the Banshee aircraft returned to the airport more than six hundred kilometers away to replenish its energy. When the energy was replenished, it would take off with the transport plane and enter the official flight shooting work.
Wen Miaotong also took the opportunity to call Uncle Keane in front of Master Qiao.
Of course, the more than 18 million dollars couldn't be directly transferred to Master Qiao's salary card number.
Such a large amount of money would definitely arouse the inquiry of the bank.
Wen Miaotong told Master Qiao that when he returned, he just had to go to the Shanghai Swiss Bank representative office to open a bank card, and the more than 18 million dollars would immediately be transferred to this account.
"Just directly transfer it to my friend's card number." Master Qiao waved his hand disapprovingly. Maybe it was because he was about to receive a huge sum of money, his originally taut old face also became relaxed, revealing a rare smile.
"Ah ~ you have friends?" Wen Miaotong was completely surprised from the heart.
How could such an extraordinary engineer make friends with others?
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