Chapter 37 Results

Chapter 37 - Results

The third killer word in dialect: "What are you looking at?" "Second uncle!" "Evil grandma!"

The standard application formula is as follows:

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at you, second uncle!"

"Fuck you evil grandma!"

Then there are daily real-person PKs... there will be no exceptions.

Major Chekov, the squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" combat flight squadron, warned without any doubt: "If you dare to slam the table in front of me again, I will throw you out with my own hands! I, Chekov, will do what I say."

The flight codename was "Devil Pepper". A dashing short-haired girl sat next to him, looking at Chekov with an infatuated expression on his face, and showing silly smiles from time to time.

Ever since Big Bear returned to the 911 Air Service Base from the International Hospital Ship, the deputy squadron leader has been acting more and more strange, and it is obvious that he has entered estrus.

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

Takar was so frightened that his face turned pale.

Sanjani, the fellow opposite, also didn't dare to say anything.

"The second question is, eight numbers '8', how can we make them equal to one thousand?"

Chekov did not comment on Chen Fei and Sanjani's answers, but continued to ask questions.

Personnel Director Thakar (⊙?⊙): “????”

Interviewer Sanjani (°-°〃): “???????”

This question is so difficult. Where does it rank among the top ten mathematical conjectures in the world?

The pilots looked at each other and all snickered.

Although Squadron Leader Chekov is usually careless and rude, in fact his cultural level is not low.

How can someone who is able to fly a combat aircraft have a low education level, a bachelor's degree or below, and they are not even allowed to touch the joystick?

With a confused look on his face, Sanjani started to clasp his fingers and mutter something, forget it.

Chen Fei was so free that he crossed his legs, but did nothing. Chiu was jumping up and down on his knees, pecking here and there.

Of the two interviewers, one was sweating profusely and the other was too idle to play with birds.

Thakar, the personnel manager, started to have fun. Just when he was about to show a happy expression, he suddenly seemed to remember something. He quickly maintained his serious and serious expression and sat upright without moving.

Chekhov dared to attack him, Chen dared to overthrow him on the first day, and no one could afford to offend Takar, who was both strong on the outside and rough on the inside.

"Hey, rookie, are you going to give up? Don't forget the money you owe me!"

When Chekov saw Chen Fei's lazy look, he became very angry and slapped the table hard in dissatisfaction.

Labor and management have spent so much effort and even lost an antique gun. Is your attitude right to me?

Chen Fei spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders. His answer surprised everyone.

"too easy!"

"x-on:#￥%&"

Competitor Sanjani temporarily stopped calculating and turned his head to look at Chen Fei in disbelief. He couldn't believe his ears.

too easy? !

What the hell are you talking about!

"Hey! Don't try to fool me. Once Chekov gets angry, the consequences will be serious."

The big bear clenched its fists the size of casserole fists and touched each other, making a powerful muffled sound.

"Rookie, think about it later!"

One of the pilots present couldn't help but worry about Chen Fei, fearing that the squadron leader would go berserk later and the situation would be uncontrollable.

Chen Fei still said calmly: "There are two answers!"

Although he has a bachelor's degree in economics, not mathematics, he does not lack the need for calculations in the field of economics, and the amount of calculations is not small.

After listening to the brain-teaser math questions like this, Chen Fei was already confident.

"This is impossible!!!"

Despite racking his brains and calculating hard, another interviewer Sanjani still focused part of his attention on Chen Fei, and even secretly cursed the young man to give up on himself.

Both Thakar and Sanjani actually believe in this.

But...it's no use!

Their river pipes are sufficient.

"Two?" Chekov was a little surprised, and then he raised his chin at Chen Fei. He completely relaxed, leaned on the chair behind him, smiled coldly, and said, "Answer!"

In my more than 40 years of experience in the world, I have never seen anyone talk so shamelessly.

Chen Fei raised his index finger and said, "The first answer is, 888+88+8+8+8=1000!"

This is the easiest stupid algorithm. Start with the largest number and try a few more times. You can always add the answer you want in the end.

Sanjani, who competed with Chen Fei for the pilot spot, used exactly this method, but he couldn't find the right path for a while.

Hearing Chen Fei's understatement of the first answer, Sanjani on the side trembled all over. Angrily, he calculated even harder. The weather was obviously not hot, but slightly cool, but he was already sweating profusely.

Can't lose, can't lose to the opponent!

"The second answer is, (8888-888)÷8=1000, it's that simple!"

Chen Fei clapped his hands and upgraded from simple addition and subtraction to four arithmetic operations. Mathematics is only as difficult as a first-grade elementary school student. After all, he is also a fourth-year undergraduate graduate. How could he be stumped by such a scoring question?

The high-level education in Chen Fei's hometown has only achieved comprehensive leadership in the past decade or so. However, the basic compulsory education in primary school, junior high school and high school has been directly benchmarked against the world's top aristocratic education since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and has completely surpassed primary school students from all over the world.

Almost the whole world knows how brutal these elementary school students are in their studies. They dominate the world and have never lost. They can easily crush others at any level. It's so terrifying!

"Ah!~"

Sangjani suddenly screamed, his eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground with foam at the mouth.

Chen Fei turned his head and looked over. He was not gloating, but was a little surprised that the other party had already fallen before he had exerted any strength.

There was no sense of accomplishment at all, which was really boring.

"Sangjani! Sangjani!"

Seeing this, the human resources manager Takal rushed over and pinched the fellow's philtrum.

The move was a bit cruel, and blood was seen on the spot, but the effect was also immediate. The fainted fellow groaned, woke up slowly, and suddenly felt sad and cried: "I don't accept it!"

He hadn't figured it out yet, and Chen Fei even reported two answers, which hit the guy with yellow skin hard. It was a cruel crushing like a college student beating a kindergartener.

"You don't need to ask the third question. The new member of the 'Zhenxiang' combat flight squadron is..."

Chekov didn't even bother to pay attention to Sanjani who was still lying on the ground. He pointed at Chen Fei.

"Chen Fei, codenamed 'Rookie', yes, that's you. Don't run away. If you run away, you have to pay back the money!"

Kill someone and pay for your life. Pay debts. Sell yourself when you have no money. Sell yourself and work. Work to pay off debts. Chekov's operation is similar to the credit company that Chen Fei borrowed money from. Even if Sun Wukong jumps a thousand miles, he can't escape from the palm of Tathagata Buddha. He has to follow him anyway.

The KDK-1 air-breathing hypersonic smart missile, known as the "dragon-killing bomb", fell into the hands of Chen Fei, a rookie who couldn't be a rookie, when it was first launched. It must have been a bit of luck. As a pilot, there is no one who doesn't believe in luck. The hit rate of air combat is originally a probability. What is probability? The truth is luck, just like buying a lottery ticket. The first lottery ticket wins and the last lottery ticket wins after everyone else wins. They are all the same probability.

It must be said that the squadron leader of the combat flight squadron is very shrewd and has dug a pit early, just waiting for little Chen Fei to fall into the bowl.

You see, even the flight code is available.

This big bear is not only growing muscles but also not brains, otherwise how can it convince the comrades of the "Zhenxiang" squadron.

The unlucky guy Sanjani on the side is no different from a passerby, running along the whole way.

When Chekov mentioned money, Chen Fei's calves trembled.

To make matters worse, the debt kept growing. Seeing that the debt was about to break the 10 million mark, and the day of clearing the account was far away, his heart was cold and he felt that he had no desire to live.

Sanjani, who was participating in the interview, screamed again, angry, annoyed and anxious, and fainted again with his eyes rolled.

"Hey, Sanjani, wake up, don't scare me! Sanjani, Sanjani, open your eyes, don't faint!"

HR manager Takal had to follow suit and take ruthless action again, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake up a person who pretended to faint.

Even if the HR manager was dissatisfied with Chekov's decision, he still had no way to object. The reason why he could interview Chen Fei and Sanjani here together was that his power was limited to being a witness.

In fact, Chen Fei had already been selected to join the "Zhenxiang" combat flight squadron. The so-called interview was at best a formality. It was almost impossible to change the mind of the dictatorial tyrant Chekov.

Have you ever seen a fist as big as a casserole?

Takal o(*°▽°*)o︴︴︴: No way!

"'Peanut Butter', you scared the rookie!"

The short-haired girl Irini Lucius scolded and took the opportunity to hug Chekov's arm, feeling very happy.

Chekov looked down at the ordinary A and felt that life was hopeless. I have been in the martial arts world for more than 40 years, but this is not his cup of tea!

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