Chapter 1334 30 and Above

At present, the food problem is the most important problem. Once the worries about food are solved, many other problems will be solved.

Now, the emergence of Borneo just provides the best opportunity to solve this problem.

Du Fei estimated that at most three years, when all the arable land in Borneo is reclaimed, the scale of grain planting will be completely increased.

By then, the two grain producing areas in the south and north of the Northeast will soon fill the domestic reserve granaries.

With abundant food, pigs and chickens can be raised.

People will eat more meat and less food.

Just as Du Fei was thinking about the future happily, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Du Fei came back to his senses, reached out to answer the phone, said "Hello", and then smiled: "Oh? He wants to see me? That's good~ Let him come."

After speaking, Du Fei hung up the phone with a playful smile on his face.

The person who called just now was Director Wang of the aircraft manufacturing plant, saying that McKaykin of the foreign expert group expressed the hope to meet Du Fei.

Du Fei had anticipated this situation long ago. If McKekin was smart enough, he would definitely take the initiative to find him.

As expected.

About an hour later, a car stopped in front of the fire equipment company.

McKekin got off the back seat of the car with a serious expression, glanced at the vertical plaque of the company with white and black characters, and held up the black-framed glasses on his nose with his hand.

Behind him followed a guard from the security department of the aircraft manufacturing plant.

This is a special treatment for foreign experts, one is protection, and the other is surveillance.

McKekin walked into the gate.

The guard inside received the notice in advance, confirmed his identity, registered, and let the guard go to the reception room, and then took McKekin to find Zhang Wenzhong.

Zhang Wenzhong took him to Du Fei's office inside.

Du Fei put down the work at hand, stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. McKekin, please sit down."

McKekin had no expression, stared at Du Fei with his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It's you, am I right?"

This was a no-brainer, but Du Fei knew it well, and said to Zhang Wenzhong with a smile: "Old Zhang, you go back first, I will talk to Mr. McKekin alone, by the way, prepare lunch at noon." He raised his hand and looked at the watch: "It's almost noon, we can't let foreign friends go back hungry."

Zhang Wenzhong responded and left.

Du Fei then looked at McKekin and said with a smile: "Mr. Jin, don't be anxious, let's sit down and talk slowly."

McKekin took a deep breath, facing Du Fei's smile, he felt tricky.

When he was young, his father was a big shot in the local area and took him to some social cocktail parties.

There he met some bigger people who could flatter his father, and their eyes were exactly the same as Du Fei's.

The kind of eyes that seemed to have mastered everything, the kind of expression that could crush you at any time, but still smiling.

McKekin kept reminding himself to stay calm and not to be impulsive at this time.

Impulsive anger can't solve any problems, it will only put him in a more difficult situation.

McKekin pursed his lips and sat on the sofa.

Du Fei smiled: "What do you want to drink? Coffee or Coke? I like your Coke very much."

"Thank you, boiled water will do." McKekin didn't think that any shitty Coke could make him happy.

Du Fei didn't care, and poured him a cup of warm boiled water, put the cup on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and sat next to him: "Relax a little, don't be too tense, I think we will become 'better' friends."

Hearing that Du Fei put emphasis on 'better', McKekin said helplessly: "Mr. Du, you are Mr. Bushi's friend, a big shot. I am just an insignificant little man..."

Du Fei interrupted him: "Mr. Jin, you are too self-deprecating. In my eyes, you are not a small man. Your value is far more than 1.2 million US dollars."

Hearing this number, McKekin's heart sank.

If he still had a glimmer of hope just now, it was completely gone now.

He knew that this incident had been confirmed, and it was the hateful Oriental man in front of him who did it.

But this was the most terrifying thing, because this vicious predator regarded him as prey.

McKaykin regretted that he should not have coveted the business trip subsidy this time. If he had not come, there would not be so many unnecessary troubles.

But now that things have come to this, regret is useless, he can only try to find a way to deal with it.

McKaykin said calmly: "Sir, I know that Cindy can't buy those dogs for no reason... I mean the so-called insurance. She is my wife, I know her very well, and she will not sign any guarantee agreement for others..."

Du Fei smiled: "Of course, you can trust your wife, and then what?"

McKaykin said helplessly: "Sir, I want to know, what do you want me to do? I'm just a technician. I really don't want to cause trouble and don't want to be found by those fbls."

Du Fei didn't want to hide it from the beginning. In fact, it was his deliberate hint that McKaykin could come so quickly.

"Don't be nervous. We Huaguo people never make things difficult for our friends." Du Fei said calmly, "On the contrary, we are very generous to our friends. I heard that you still have a mortgage of 1.2 million US dollars."

McKinney's face became even uglier.

Du Fei continued, "I don't think my friend should be tortured by the pressure of debt."

McKinney pursed his lips and remained silent.

Du Fei continued, "Isn't it 1.2 million US dollars? You see, it's not a problem for me at all."

McCain took a deep breath and begged: "Sir, what do you want?"

Du Fei reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "You don't understand what I want?"

McCain shook his head instinctively: "No way, I can't betray my motherland."

"Motherland?" Du Fei sneered: "If I remember correctly, you should be Irish, right? Your motherland is in Europe, what does it have to do with America? Besides, I just asked you to do your best to complete this cooperation project. Is there any problem with this?"

McCain knew that Du Fei wanted more than that, otherwise there would be no need to spend so much time on him.

"Listen to me, Your Excellency, I know your purpose, but it's useless for you to come to me. The backwardness of your aviation industry is systemic. Even ten of me can't change this situation."

Du Fei said lightly: "Of course I know, but I know you must have a way, Mr. Jin."

McCain was helpless and angry: "You are forcing someone to make things difficult for you! If you insist on doing this, then I have no choice but to report it to the boss and apply to return to China. I hope it will not affect the current cooperation by then."

Du Fei smiled and said, "Are you threatening me?"

McCain gritted his teeth: "It's not a threat, it's a reminder."

Du Fei stretched out his hand: "Of course, you can go at any time, but you have to understand one thing. This cooperation is not only our need, but also your Wanshengtun's need. Maybe you haven't read the newspaper these days... …”

As he spoke, Du Fei took out several English newspapers from the drawer and threw them one by one in front of McCain: "Halloween Post, Big Apple Times..."

McCain took it over, and the front page headlines were all articles reporting on the ongoing aviation cooperation between the two parties.

As described above, they dismantled the fighter plane and showed it to our experts without any concealment...

The ending praised this cooperation as a great victory of unprecedented significance, incredible, unparalleled and unimaginable.

McCain couldn't help but turn pale after reading it.

He is not only a technician, but his family used to be wealthy. He followed his father and was deeply influenced by his words and deeds, and he has a deep understanding of Zhengzhi.

He understood what this trend of public opinion meant.

This has become a positive achievement. Now whoever wants to deny this cooperation or even discredit this cooperation will be a slap in the face.

When the time comes, someone will shut him up completely without Du Fei taking action.

It literally means ‘shut up’.

"See?" Du Fei chuckled, seeing that McCain had already thought of the stakes involved: "Believe me, you have no better choice. By cooperating with me, you will not only get the order for this project, but I will also The bank in Xiangjiang will open a secret account for you, with 1.2 million US dollars already deposited in it. "

McCain still persisted. Although he was shaken in his heart, he still gritted his teeth.

He knew that once he gave in today, he would never have the chance to look back.

Du Fei waited for a moment, but when he saw that he still hadn't let go, he took out his last bargaining chip: "Mr. Jin, I'm sorry that this may touch upon your painful past, but I still want to remind you that your father may not have committed suicide... …”

McCain's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of shock: "What did you say!"

Du Fei didn't explain. He stood up and took a kraft paper envelope from his desk and handed it over: "You can see for yourself."

McCain quickly opened the document bag. Inside was a thick stack of English materials, some handwritten and some copied.

McCain's lips trembled slightly and he began to read quickly.

Du Fei was not in a hurry, sitting on the sofa and waiting for him to watch slowly.

In about forty minutes, McCain finished reading all the materials and looked up at Du Fei again.

He didn't ask 'is this all true' nonsense.

Moreover, much of the information Du Fei provided was consistent with his original memory.

Furthermore, his father's character was such that even if he was bankrupt, he would never commit suicide.

He felt very suspicious at the beginning, but he was just a young man in his twenties who had lost everything. Even if he had suspicions, he did not have the resources and energy to investigate, so he could only hide his suspicions in his heart.

Now it was as if Du Fei had directly brought it to the table and made the matter clear.

McCain said: "Can you help me get revenge?"

Du Fei smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

McCain pursed his lips. Those who could be brothers with Jie Bushi certainly had equal strength.

The person who forced his father to death was a local factory owner who was a multi-millionaire and a big shot in their area.

But compared to Du Fei and Bu Shi, they are several levels behind.

More importantly, Du Fei was able to master so much in a short period of time, obviously investing a lot of resources.

McCain fell silent, but this time he spoke in less than a minute: "Okay, you win. McDonnell Douglas is currently developing a fighter jet code-named F-15..."

Du Fei's heart trembled, he didn't expect an unexpected surprise.

Originally, he did not expect McCain to know the technical details of the F-15, because McCain had no experience participating in the F-15 project on his resume.

After asking again, I found out that although McCain was not involved in the project, because of his position in the company, he had access to a lot of development progress and technical details about the F-15.

Du Fei couldn't help but be overjoyed.

In the entire 20th century, the most successful fighter jet was the F-15, and the Su-27 in conjunction with it was an instant hit.

However, although the Su-27 is famous, it cannot withstand the collapse of the SLA, and it is not as good as the F-15.

Before this, Du Fei did not really want the American experts to help us improve the fighter planes. His real purpose was to be able to contact these people.

Only by contacting them can there be interaction and get what they want.

His goal is the YF-17 of Northrop Corporation, which will lose the competition with the F-16 next year, that is, the F-18 that will be on the aircraft carrier in the future.

To be honest, Du Fei did not dare to think about the F-15.

Who knows that the unintentional planting of willows will lead to the shade of willows.

McKekin took the initiative to mention the F-15. Isn't this a coincidence?

But then McKekin poured cold water on him.

McKekin had regained his composure at this time, and even when he was sure that his father did not commit suicide, he had a certain change in his whole person.

It was as if he had returned to his youth, the McKekin who was like a fish in water in college and was in high spirits in international competitions.

He was quick-witted and clear-minded. He mentioned the F-15 because he knew the weight of this aircraft. Only by taking out the most important chips could he maximize his value to Du Fei.

In fact, the f-15 is a pie in the sky for Du Fei.

McKekin said: "I can provide you with some f-15 technology, but you can't use it directly."

Du Fei nodded happily: "Of course, we never sell out our friends."

McKekin smiled and was already in the mood. He didn't trust Du Fei's promise.

But it doesn't matter. As long as he is more valuable and has the potential to provide more important technology in the future, he is not afraid that Du Fei will sell him out.

He will even get a steady stream of benefits from Du Fei. In America, money means everything.

McKekin continued, "Du, can I call you that?"

Du Fei said, "Of course, we are friends, Mike!"

McKekin said, "Du, I don't mean to offend you. With your current technical level, even if I bring you a full set of drawings of the F-15, you can't make it. The engine, radar, electronic control bus, combat system... all aspects are shortcomings. To be frank, your level is at least 20 years behind America."

Du Fei said nothing, because McKekin said the truth.

And he must have a purpose for saying this, otherwise there is no need to say such a big truth that is easy to make people angry.

Sure enough, McKekin continued, "Instead of focusing on the technology of the F-15, you might as well fundamentally improve the level of the entire aviation manufacturing industry."

Du Fei's heart moved: "Do you have any ideas?"

McKekin said, "I can open a class and find the best aviation experts in your country. I can give them America's most advanced concepts and the most advanced technologies to improve your industry level."

As Du Fei listened, his brain was thinking quickly, and he couldn't help but sigh that McKekin was smart.

First he threw out the F-15 as a backup, and then he put forward his real intention.

Obviously, this way of teaching in a small class is the safest for him.

With this small class, as long as he can say something substantial, Du Fei will not force him to show the F-15 technology.

As long as he does not leak the technology, he has no principled mistakes. As for teaching Huaguo people, it is just a part of the cooperation between the two sides, and there is nothing wrong with him.

However, in Du Fei's view, his idea is just self-consolation.

If America really finds him guilty, there is no need for evidence at all, let alone going to court.

The premise of his preparations is that people will talk to him about reason, law, and evidence.

As for McKaykin, I am afraid he may not know these, but he still wants to leave a way out for himself after taking the first step.

Unfortunately, in this situation, no matter who it is, there is no so-called way out.

…

The next day, in the cafeteria of the aircraft manufacturing plant.

In the large private room of the small kitchen on the second floor, there is a blackboard hanging on the wall, and the large round table in the middle is removed and replaced with school tables and chairs.

In the evening, Director Wang called MacKenzie here under the pretext of inviting him to drink.

Those who participated in this "small cram school" were from Beijing Aircraft Factory, Shenyang Aircraft Factory, and a few people from the passenger aircraft project team from Shanghai Aircraft Factory.

There were a total of 20 places, and Du Fei's family must have taken up the majority, directly taking up 10.

The remaining 10, Shenyang Aircraft Factory and Shanghai Aircraft Factory each took half, but in fact, these people from the aircraft factories had already fallen into Du Fei's trap and could not go back.

MacKenzie stood in front and spoke directly, talking about the most cutting-edge things in America at present.

The experts below were also not vague, they were all the top people in the country, and the questions they raised were quite sharp and hit the nail on the head.

Du Fei also set up a camera and two recorders to save all the audio and video on the scene.

During the day, the two project teams were also making progress in improving the J-8 step by step.

Because Du Fei painted a pie of 500 million US dollars, Li Aode also showed some skills in the hope of winning the project.

But he was not as sincere as McKaykin, and felt that Huaguo should be grateful if he showed some similar skills.

But then again, even if Li Aode showed his true ability, he could not beat McKaykin this time.

The competition was over when McKaykin started taking classes in the small kitchen in the cafeteria.

When the results were finally announced, Li Aode's face was extremely ugly.

The improvements he and McKekin made to the J-8 were similar in appearance. Both of them cancelled the nose air intake and replaced it with two rib air intakes.

The thickness and strength of the wings were increased, and new air-to-ground and anti-surface missiles were hung.

The difference was that McKekin used more advanced radar and flight control systems, as well as electronic equipment inside.

Although these things had to be imported from America, the result was better than Li Aode's plan.

At the final plan discussion meeting, Li Aode stared at McKekin, as if scolding you for not being a man of honor.

For the sake of the $500 million, you don't care about your face, you take everything out, can those advanced technologies be given to Huaguo!

McKekin seemed not to see it, but he was ironic in his heart.

The cooperation was proposed by the big shots above, and it was approved by the general. We are all workers, why are you pretending to be a big shot?

I just took out the best technology, so what? I also taught their experts and received $1.2 million from them~

...

After the meeting, Du Fei directly announced that McDonnell Douglas had won the cooperation project.

As for General Dynamics, it can only be said that it is very regrettable, but they did not let these people go back empty-handed. In addition to the promised salary, each person was given a gift, plus a red envelope of 3,000 US dollars.

There are only ten people in total. If they do a good job, they will definitely talk about how they came to Huaguo when they go back.

Spending 30,000 US dollars will definitely have a good effect.

This is a wedge. Maybe engineers or technicians from America will come to Du Fei to work in the future.

After sending the General Dynamics people away, Du Fei went straight to Zhu Dad to report the situation.

Zhu Dad looked at the results, took off his glasses, squeezed his nose with his hands, looked up at Du Fei, frowned and said: "If we improve according to this plan, our aircraft will purchase at least 30% of the parts from America."

Although Zhu Dad is not a professional, his words hit the point.

Du Fei explained: "Dad, there is nothing we can do about it. We have too many shortcomings. 30% have already gone through two rounds of screening. We can use our own things if we can, but some things really cannot be replaced!"

Dad Zhu pursed his lips and said seriously: "But this time, I am afraid that they will hold our lifeline. It's okay for the two families to have a good relationship now, but what if there is a conflict in the future?"

Du Fei said: "This is what I think. It's an opportunity right now. Nico is under great pressure to end the war as soon as possible. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to agree to sell these things to us so readily. Except that they are a little more expensive, there is no problem."

Dad Zhu nodded. The flight control bus and radar system used on these aircraft were not available in the past.

Du Fei continued, "Let's take this opportunity to develop dozens of new J-82s for emergency use. According to America's generation classification, this improved fighter, even if it does not reach the third generation, is at the level of the second and a half generation, and its combat effectiveness and modernization level far exceed the conventional second generation. With these aircraft, we will have aircraft that can be used for at least the next ten years."

Dad Zhu said, "You want to use this time to develop our own third generation aircraft through imitation."

Du Fei was silent for a few seconds: "Dad, I'm not trying to boost others' ambitions and destroy my own prestige. With our current basic conditions, it is very difficult to develop a third generation aircraft within ten years."

Dad Zhu frowned, and he still believed in Du Fei's judgment.

Being able to start from scratch and toss out a Beijing Aircraft Factory in a few years is enough to show that Du Fei has a very deep understanding of this industry.

More thorough than those experts in the industry.

Before, Du Fei insisted on making turbofan large aircraft instead of following the trend to make jet aircraft, which is proof.

Father Zhu said in a deep voice: "That is to say... for a long time, the lifeblood of our fighter planes will be in America's hands."

Du Fei nodded silently. This is reality and there is no way to deny it.

Instead, Father Zhu waved his hand and said: "Forget it, it's better to have it than not. At least we have something ready-made, which allows us to copy it. As for the issue of imported parts, as long as Speedlink is here, everything will be easy to discuss."