Chapter 565 Making Friends

Chapter 565 - Making friends

"Let's eat fish, eat fish, pure natural wild fish, no pollution, first fry, then braise, and mix the remaining braised sauce with hand-rolled noodles."

Chen Fei shouted all the way back to the dormitory area of ​​​​Jiu Defense Company, and Teacher Shen was also taken back by the way, as it should be!

Old Shen: ...

The big lake near the "Abyss Arena" is not an artificial breeding area. For people living in the economic zone, wild fish are quite rare. Even if they can be bought, the price is very expensive.

Most of the people in Jiu Defense Company come from the 911 Air Force Base in the Hindu Kush Mountains. There are not many big lakes, not to mention small streams, and such big fish are not seen at all.

Set up the stove and light the stove with leftover wood.

Mr. Abel, the head chef of the cafeteria of the 911 Air Force Base, is well-versed in both Chinese and Western culture, and is proficient in red and white cases. Chen Fei, who awakened his own talent, learned a lot of skills when he was doing odd jobs in the kitchen. In fact, the most important part of cooking is often before the pot is put on.

The semi-finished fish meat was put into a large oil pan, fried until crispy and golden, and then dipped in the sauce made from soy sauce, sugar, scallion and ginger, and then taken out and drained, which made people's mouths water.

Braising and frying are not technical jobs. The master chef of the Northern Ordnance Industry Group has already prepared the ingredients. There will be no problem if you put them into the pot in order.

After frying the fish, most of the oil in the large oil pan was poured out, and the remaining oil at the bottom of the pan was used to put the raw fish meat again, and the scallion, ginger, cooking wine and braised sauce were served, first fried and then roasted.

When the pot began to bubble, everyone began to gather around.

The three big fishes added up to more than 100 kilograms, the meat rate was half, and the cooked meat shrank by another half. Everyone could still get at least two kilograms of fish meat, not to mention the staple noodles at the end.

"Bald, bald, bald, bald..."

The big bear Chekhov shook his cheeks and kept spitting out fish bones like a machine gun.

Freshwater fish often have many bones. Artificially bred fish will have relatively fewer bones due to genetic screening, but the freshness and meat quality are often much worse.

Wild big fish are hard to come by, not that they do not exist, nor are they rare, but they cannot be caught privately at will, after all, it is illegal.

This time, I was able to eat the rare wild big fish, and it was still thanks to the boss.

"Head of the fish is for you!"

"Devil Pepper" Ilini Lucius threw the big fish head into Chekov's rice bowl.

Chekov Big Bear complained: "Why do I want to eat the head?"

He wanted to eat a large piece of whole meat, and didn't even want the tail.

Ilini Lucius said unhappily: "Because you are the leader!"

Head eats head, like makes up for like, eat fish head, lead a good team.

Chekov looked at the fish head in the bowl, staring at each other, and was worried.

He glanced at Hana BOSS not far away.

I am the small head, and that one is the big head, so the fish head should be given to...

"This fish is very fresh!"

Hana Gagel elegantly picked up the fish, blew the hot air, and ate it slowly.

A wild big fish raised naturally, a professional chef is responsible for seasoning, and Chen Fei is responsible for putting it in the pot, which stimulates the deliciousness of the fish meat to the fullest.

Chekov lowered his head and silently picked the fish head.

"'Rookie', someone is looking for you!"

Hana BOSS's assistant Lahore suddenly spoke.

"Emmm..."

Chen Fei, who was feasting with others, raised his head and looked in the direction of Lahore's assistant.

Two men in suits and leather shoes were standing not far away, paying attention to the people who were constantly scooping fish meat around the big pot. When they saw Chen Fei's eyes, they all bowed and then showed a business-like smile.

Putting the bowl aside, Chen Fei walked over, looked at the two people up and down, and said, "Excuse me, what's your name? What do you want to talk to me about?"

He didn't have many acquaintances in "Abyss Arena". Apart from his colleagues at Ju Defense Company, there were only his uncle and the father and daughter of the Shen family. Like Sanhao Monk, it was just a business cooperation. One paid and the other worked. There was no friendship.

"I am Jimora Bello, Boeing Production Department!"

The man standing half a step ahead pointed to his side and introduced: "This is my secretary, Johnson Green."

After handing over the business card in person, he said seriously: "Let's not beat around the bush. Please quote a price for the design of the 'Canglong'!"

Sure enough, without even a little nonsense, he directly stated his purpose.

Glancing at the business card, the other party was the design director of the production department of Boeing Aerospace Company.

Chen Fei liked this way of chatting very much, so he said: "Do you want to hear about my grievances with Boeing?"

"..."

Boeing Aerospace Company's Jimora Bello and Johnson Green blinked their eyes, both looking confused.

What virtue do you have to have a grudge with Boeing Aerospace Company?

If it weren't for the "Canglong", neither of them would look at Chen Xiaoer straight in the eye. Just standing here is already a great honor for him.

Chen Fei tilted his head and asked in a puzzled manner: "Don't understand? Haven't heard of it?"

Jimora Bello suddenly smiled, then raised his hands and arched, saying: "Haha, little brother, if there is any offense, please forgive me!"

Although I don't know the specific situation, it is still necessary to be polite in person, but the unspoken subtext is "If there is any offense, come and hit me if you have the guts?"

The No.2 manufacturer of combat aircraft weapons on Blue Star, Boeing Aerospace, second only to Dragoon Magic Industries, is really qualified to say such things.

If that's not enough, there is a real boss behind Boeing Aerospace, Louis Industries.

That is an existence that even Dragoon Magic Industries, which was the first to enter the magic alchemy industry, cannot compare to.

Chen Fei said very politely: "Okay, okay, give me the latest F-46 top-end version as an apology."

Typical of taking the other party's politeness as one's own luck, and extorting money at the same time, with MAX proficiency.

Fuck...

Jimora Bello's eyes twitched, and he said with a fake smile: "Mr. Chen, you are really a joke. How can such active equipment be given away casually?"

"Will it? I'll ask my uncle for it. Do you think he will give it to me?"

Chen Fei looked innocent.

Oh, this!!!

Who Chen Fei's uncle is is no longer a secret. If someone investigates, he will sooner or later find out that he is related to the chairman of the National Defense Star.

The uncle even gave him the missiles in service, and he gave 16 missiles at a time. As for the combat aircraft in service... no one can guarantee that he will not give them.

"Boeing Aerospace Company can't do it. It's really impossible."

Jimora Bello, the design director of the production department of Boeing Aerospace Company, changed from a fake smile to a forced smile.

He talked to the dead end very sincerely. This guy is really a talent, so he must not give him a chance to climb up.

"That's boring!"

Chen Fei's enthusiasm decreased greatly, and he curled his lips without concealing it.

"Here is a small gift, not a respect!"

Jimora Bello hoped that Chen Fei would be merciful, so he took an envelope from his secretary and handed it over.

"What gift..."

After receiving it, Chen Fei opened the envelope in front of him and saw a cash check inside. He took a peek at the amount, 200,000 Star Yuan.

Of course, it is more convenient to transfer money, but physical cash has a more ritual sense.

Regardless of success or failure, 200,000 star yuan will be given as a good relationship when meeting. The No. 2 manufacturer of combat flying weapons on Blue Star is indeed rich and powerful.

"Boeing is really rich!"

This time it was Chen Xiaoer's turn to curl his lips. He was so arrogant that people couldn't help but like him. If he had another 1.8 million, he might like him even more.

Jimora Bello said proudly: "Yes, Boeing Aerospace is a strong aerospace manufacturer, so please seriously consider the design of "Canglong". My company also welcomes talents like you to join, and it is definitely the top treatment in the industry."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Considering that the other party is a more powerful aerospace manufacturer than National Defense Star and Northern Weapon Industry, Chen Fei did not agree directly, nor did he refuse in person.

After watching the two leave, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Are you here to poach me again?"

Hana Gagel quietly came behind Chen Fei, holding a bowl full of fish meat in her hand, and the aroma exposed her presence.

Chen Fei said frankly: "Yes! This time it's Boeing."

This is not the first time he has been poached, and Hana BOSS is not the first time he knows about it.

"You can think about it seriously!"

How could Hana BOSS have bad intentions? !

"No!" Chen Fei did not hesitate, and continued: "It is difficult enough to switch from an undergraduate degree in economics to flying fighter jets, and then change to aircraft design, forget it!"

Just to tinker with the crystal jet in his hand, he fell down every day, and it's okay to play occasionally, but if he makes it a career, it will really cost him his life.

"Are you sure?"

Hana BOSS's right eye that was not covered by the eye mask narrowed slightly.

"Boss, don't you want me?"

Chen Fei smiled.

The female boss's life-threatening question is simply hell-level difficult!

Fortunately, he is a little expert in solving problems, and he can solve both the problem and the person who asked the question.

"Naughty!"

Hana Gagel sneered and returned to the pot with the bowl.

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After leaving the dormitory area, Jimora Bello, the design director of the production department of Boeing Aerospace, returned to Boeing's special business car with his secretary and sat in silence.

Seeing that the supervisor had not said anything, the secretary Johnson Green tentatively asked: "Mr. Bello!"

"I know!"

Jimora Bello raised his hand and gestured. He knew what the secretary meant very well.

Then he continued: "Ask the legal department to report that the Ju Defense Company privately caught wild fish. The suspect is Chen Fei. Do it in a covert way."

No one who can get a management position in a behemoth like Boeing Aerospace is a fuel-saving lamp.

"Huh?"

His secretary Johnson Green was a little stunned.

He showed goodwill to the other party and gave him an envelope containing a check for 200,000 star dollars, and then secretly reported him. What kind of operation is this? !

"Don't you understand? When you have trouble, find a friend. Boeing is Chen Fei's friend!"

Jimola Bello looked at the confused secretary and smiled, explaining what it means to make friends when there are troubles, and to create troubles when there are no troubles. Adding icing on the cake is nothing compared to sending charcoal in the snow.

Who cares where the snow comes from? Don't care about these details!