Chapter 39

The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to reach the blue sky.

It has a long history and profound cultural heritage.

Chu Ze got into a car and went straight to Tianfu.

[The fish tackle factory has been successfully upgraded and new factories and paint factories can be opened. Please choose to start production and upgrade as soon as possible. 】

But on the way to Tianfu, a voice suddenly appeared in Chu Ze's mind.

Let Chu Ze's eyes brighten, he thought for a moment, and then made a phone call to his father.

The content is nothing more than the establishment of a paint factory.

In fact, Chu Ze had already communicated this matter as early as when he returned to Yucheng.

Following Chu Ze's order, Chu Bo in Yucheng immediately began to prepare for a paint factory.

After finishing all this, Chu Ze closed his eyes to rest and entered Tianfu in a car.

After entering Tianfu, there was no stopping.

Instead, he went straight to Tianfu's Chengfei Research Institute.

"General Engineer Chu, I am Song Wen."

As Chu Ze got out of the car, an old man in a white coat walked over immediately.

"It's really urgent to be called in temporarily. We just learned about your news. Time waits for no one. We really want to hear your opinion."

The old man held Chu Ze's hand, his eyes full of emotion.

"What's so urgent? The Xiaomi-1 turbojet is about to get on board?" Chu Ze smiled gently on his face and spoke in a curious tone.

"Yes, it's time to get on the plane. The performance of the turbojet we are currently using is not good. According to the news, the goddess of dawn has flown again." Song Wen led Chu Ze into Chengfei.

Chengfei occupies a large area. After all, it is a heavyweight research institute of China Aviation Industry.

The fighter jets currently in service were developed by Chengfei.

Before coming, Chu Ze confirmed this matter with the teacher and gave priority to this side.

The installation of an engine requires a redesign of the body.

For him, the workload is not much, but it is extremely important.

After all, no one is as familiar with the various parameters of the turbojet as the person in charge of this project.

Chu Ze followed the old man named Song and strolled into the Chengfei Research Institute.

In one of the conference rooms of Chengfei Research Institute.

There were already quite a few people sitting there, and from time to time someone looked up and looked out the window.

It obviously took a lot of time.

"Coming!!"

A voice of surprise sounded in the conference room, and the appearance of several figures immediately made everyone in the conference room feel excited.

They naturally knew who they were waiting for in the conference room.

However, looking at the figure following Mr. Song, the people in the conference room were still dazed for a while.

The first impression is that of youth, and extremely young.

At that age, they felt that the world was a little distorted. In the work around them, let alone beings of the same age, even if they were ten years older, they would not be in such a position.

But the appearance of the young man in front of him made the people in the conference room really feel old.

"Chu Ze, sit down." Mr. Song raised his hand and asked Chu Ze to sit down.

Chu Ze did not shirk and sat down directly. There are rules in scientific research. If everyone thinks they have the ability to sit in this position, too much shirk will be unsightly.

As Chu Ze sat down, everyone in the entire conference room began to look serious. There were not many people, about twenty or so.

After everyone sat down, they showed extraordinary magnanimity. Their eyes fell on Chu Ze unconsciously, and they couldn't help but look at him.

"Chu Ze, you may not understand the situation very well when you first come here. Let me briefly tell you what we are talking about now."

Mr. Song had a kind smile on his face. He did not ignore Chu Ze because of his age, but spoke in a sincere tone.

"Okay, please." Chu Ze nodded.

Obviously this was not the first meeting to discuss, and he was the only one who joined the meeting midway.

In fact, even if the other party didn't say anything, Chu Ze could still guess something.

Obviously, it did not exceed Chu Ze's guess.

"Our Zhan-10 model is developing an improved design for a new turbojet engine, which can be regarded as a heavy-duty air combat fighter."

Mr. Song said in a deep voice. Chu Ze did not have too many doubts when he heard this. He understood in his heart that although Chu Ze believed that the Tianyi turbojet engine was everyone's achievement, there were many things that Chu Ze could not explain clearly.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was he who proposed and researched the turbojet plan.

The Chengfei Research Institute invited him to come over, and Chu Ze thought that it was most likely a vortex jet.

It's impossible for him to boast because he was invited by T300 Carbon Fiber. Although carbon fiber materials can also be used in fighter planes, compared with other parts of fighter planes, they are obviously not that important.

"Chu Ze, tell us about the various parameters of the turbojet engine you have researched."

After Mr. Song introduced some situations, he looked at Chu Ze seriously, then raised his hands and clapped gently.

Slightly cloudy eyes fell on Chu Ze, full of appreciation and expectation, and full of excitement deep down.

As an old man who has been rooted in the aviation field for decades, he dreams of seeing such progress.

The eyes of other people in the conference room were actually similar, and their scorching gazes fell on Chu Ze.

"The Tianyi-type turbojet uses a high-pressure compressor, which can give stronger power. The afterburner thrust is: 155.865kN - 176.373kN."

"Push to weight ratio: 9.2-10.27."

"Bypass ratio: 0.25."

"Turbine inlet temperature: 1850K."

"Maximum diameter: 1.02m."

"Length: 5.05m.",

Chu Ze is very organized and even knows what data everyone here wants to hear, so he talks about some key data.

Just as Chu Ze told these data, everyone in the conference room looked at each other.

Although they knew before that the latest turbojet engine had been developed in China, but based on the data they were listening to now, this was not an ordinary turbojet.

It is a turbojet engine that is truly in line with the world's first-class standards and can be installed on heavy-duty fighters. And based on these data, even if it is discounted by 10%, it will not be better than the world's first-class turbojet engines. The engine is so bad.

"The turbojet adopts a high-volume design, which will make the fighter aircraft more agile."

Chu Ze introduced the data of the turbojet engine one by one. Everyone in the conference room lowered their heads and carefully recorded the data Chu Ze said one by one.

No one interrupted midway. After Chu Ze finished speaking, someone raised his hand and said:

"Mr. Chu, it's not that I doubt you, but I just want to confirm with you that what you said is true?"

Among them, a middle-aged man in the conference room asked in a tone that was not questioning, but rather trembling.

His eyes were full of expectation. In fact, his heart was willing to believe that these data existed, and his reason also told him that these data should be true.

But he still wanted to ask, because he was afraid that he would have hope and be deeply disappointed in return.

China Airlines now needs a strong heart. The turbojet engine he heard about is the heart that China needs most.

In the conference room, this question appeared.

There was some low-pitched discussion at first, but suddenly it became silent, and everyone looked at Chu Ze seriously.

In their hearts, they actually have their own judgments, but people are like this. Although they have answers in their hearts, they still hope to get a very clear and direct answer.

Chu Ze naturally knew the psychology of other people in the conference room.

"It will only be high, not low."

He didn't say anything, but said in a deep voice.

As soon as these words came out, there was no strong shouting in the conference room. Instead, everyone looked down at some information in their hands as if a string had been loosened.

In fact, they have read this information countless times.

The atmosphere in the entire conference room fell into a weird state.

"Are you too happy? Why are you all silent..."

Mr. Song looked at the people in the conference room with a smile on his face unconsciously.

When he first heard that a domestic research institute had developed the most advanced turbojet engine in the country, he actually had doubts in his heart.

But after checking with many parties, he came to know something about the original turbojet engine research team in Xicheng, China. Less than half a year after its establishment, it had already developed a world-class turbojet engine.

Continuing to learn more about it, Mr. Song became more shocked the more he inquired. This turbojet engine was easy to come by, but it was hard to come by.

The cause was that a teenager developed a blocking material, which caused a shock. He then proposed a research plan for high-temperature resistant alloys. With the help of his teacher, he successfully became the person in charge of the turbojet project.

As a result, China Airlines' most powerful turbojet engine appeared.

The turbojet engine has a short history of only half a year, and Mr. Song's heart is filled with excitement.

It's just that dazzling age that makes Mr. Song feel like I gave birth to you, and before I gave birth to you, I am already old. Although he also knows that it is inappropriate, it just feels like this.

However, such thoughts flashed through Mr. Song's mind.

For him, now is the best time. He has witnessed the emergence of China Heart and the rise of China Airlines.

But for a talented young man like Chu Ze, now is also the best time. Although China still has many places where it is lagging behind others, it at least has a certain confidence.

In contrast to their time, how many people died on the road of struggle.

"I'm too happy. My head is all confused now. All I can say is that Mr. Chu is like this."

The middle-aged man who first started to ask Chu Ze gave a thumbs up, with a wry smile on his face, and looked at Chu Ze with emotion.

He was still as young as a high school son, but the other party solved a very big problem for China Airlines.

"Well done, Mr. Chu. We finally have our own turbojet engine."

"The bastard Yingjiang, when our new fighter planes come out, we will never let them run rampant above us."

"When I develop a new fighter plane, I must go to Wang Hai's grave to pay my respects and tell him that China has its own strongest fighter plane and can also emit our own powerful sonic boom in the sky."

In the conference room, everyone was talking to each other, and the faces were both serious and fiery.

Chu Ze felt the enthusiastic conversation, and a smile appeared on his face.

Perhaps, as a reborn person, he still likes scientific research and once again embarked on the path of scientific research because of this innocence.

It is undeniable that every circle has its own rats.

But for Chu Ze, what attracts him most about scientific research is the exploration of the unknown. While exploring the unknown, there is a group of like-minded people.

In this way, you will not be lonely when walking on this road.

"Chu Ze, thank you"

Mr. Song sat next to Chu Ze, listening to the conversation in the conference room, and spoke with a very sincere expression.

"What you should do is not say thank you on the way to scientific research." Chu Ze smiled and nodded. He respected the old man very much in his heart.

After all, most people from the older generation are worthy of respect.

It was such a hard time.

Mr. Song smiled slightly and looked at the young face, the admiration in his eyes completely undisguised.

When Chu Ze attended the meeting, the intensity on the first day was not very high.

After only two hours of attendance, he arranged a simple dinner for him.

At the same time, the dormitory was also arranged directly in the Chengfei Research Institute, and Mr. Song introduced some of the conditions inside the Chengfei Research Institute.

Then, at night, I returned to the dormitory.

As time passed, Chu Ze's participation in the meeting increased by more than one level.

In his spare time, Chu Zehui naturally sat in front of the laptop. As soon as he started the computer, a profile picture inside kept flashing.

"My recent filming has been really good. It's a pity that you left a little early. Otherwise, I would show you where I was filming. There is also Changchang's filming which is about to be finished. He can't accompany me. I'm alone on the set. I was so lonely that I asked my mother to accompany me.”

"Growing up, I have never seen the pre-production of a movie or TV series."

Chu Ze responded that he had stayed in Tianfu for a week, and he was not in a hurry to return to Xicheng at this time.

After all, things in Tianfu are not finished yet, and discussions have been heated every day these days.

Along with the intensive discussions, the requirements for the new heavy fighter aircraft were gradually clarified during the discussions.

In fact, there are not too many data designs for each item. The most design improvements are in the original design to adapt to the newly developed turbojet.

There is definitely a workload, and although the intensity is high, the difficulty of implementation is far from being as great as imagined.

Moreover, since Liu Qianqian took the initiative to express her feelings at the willow tree by the stream, Chu Ze naturally sat in front of the computer every day.

It's all little girls who are looking for her. They will talk about interesting things that happened around them, who they met today, who they were with, and what they did.

For example, I had a lot of fun with Su Chang, ate some delicious food, and then took some beautiful photos and sent them over.

The pretty little face in the photo, the more I look at it, the more I fall into it unconsciously.

He relaxed unconsciously.

"This little girl seems to have really integrated into her life and work."

A wry smile appeared on Chu Ze's face. He himself also knew the change in his habits. Originally, he would go to bed after washing.

Now every time after washing, he would unconsciously sit in front of the computer and look at the messages sent one after another.

The reply was quick, and it was obvious that he was sitting in front of the computer waiting for him.

However, Liu Qianqian would not chat with him for a long time, only half an hour at most. The person who urged him to go to bed at 10:30 was always Liu Qianqian.

Getting along like this, Chu Ze naturally felt a figure in his heart.

In fact, after being mentioned by Zhang Zhicheng, Chu Ze knew that a seed was taking root in his heart.

After all, when he thought back carefully, he made a judgment in his heart.

With the promise to meet at the top, the seeds burst out of the ground like fertilizer, and new shoots, new branches, and new trunks grew so strong.