Chen Fei wasn't angry at all; he looked at the other party with a smile and said gently, "Good dogs don't stand in the way!"
I even showed you so respect!
And you still won't get lost!
He was also good-natured. If it weren't for the fact that he needed to seek the other's father for advice later, he would have already slapped him by now.
"How dare you insult people?"
Nangong Ruiyang was infuriated. With Secretary Shen right there, this Chen dared to be so rude.
"I haven't beaten you up is already being polite. Do you want to know how many people have died by my hands?"
Chen Fei stepped forward, patted the other's cheek, and his pupils suddenly turned to fragnted gold. Just for that instant, they returned to black.
In that mont, Nangong Ruiyang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, completely unable to move.
"..."
He clearly wanted to say sothing, but it was as if sothing was stuck in his throat, preventing him from speaking.
The guy actually turned out to be a violent criminal, a murderer...
"You scared him!"
Teacher Shen Fei ca over and pushed the mischievous Chen Xiao'er aside, then turned to the trouble-seeking Nangong Ruiyang and said, "Grow so sense, and stop being foolish!"
Real, naive babies sotis have a bizarre, inexplicable confidence; they have no idea who can be provoked and who cannot.
High education doesn't an sensibility; it's not uncommon to find soone with a PhD in intelligence but a kindergarten level in emotional quotient. Here's such a person right now, still thinking society is an Ivory Tower where, as long as one scores well, others should defer to them — a strange sense of superiority indeed.
"Heh heh!"
Chen Fei laughed, he and Teacher Shen shared a common language, whereas he and this Nangong Ruiyang could hardly agree on anything.
"Let's go!"
Shen Fei pulled Chen Fei past the still-standing Nangong Ruiyang, undisturbed by any obstacles this ti.
She still couldn't understand why there was such animosity between Nangong Ruiyang and Chen Fei; logically, he shouldn't be so narrow-minded.
Could the latter have done sothing excessively offensive to the forr?
Teacher Shen may not have guessed it, but she was only one A4 paper away from the truth.
Being targeted by a railgun would make anyone angry, wouldn't it!
Luckily, Nangong Chengyu, the father of Nangong Ruiyang and Vice Chief Designer of the "Canglong" project, was right in the display area, standing beside the "Canglong" concept machine and holding a tablet, talking and drawing on the screen simultaneously.
Even though he ca to lead the exhibition, the project work was still ongoing.
Tomorrow a wealthy client will co to inspect this concept machine, and in order to extract so money from his pockets, the team mbers were preparing ahead of ti.
Earning money through PPT is a common practice in the aerospace industry. Sotis, by the ti the product officially goes on sale, a generation has passed — such a ti span leaves little room for additional comnts.
Especially in the developnt process of combat aircraft, it often involves pre-research gene, approved gene, mass-produced gene, and retired gene, four generations living together.
The developnt cycle can last up to two generations, fifty years, ensuring so aerospace technologies won't beco obsolete even a hundred years later.
"Chief Designer Nangong!"
Secretary Shen, who had brought Chen Fei over, took the initiative to greet him.
The implicit rule of the workplace, in informal situations, is to use respectful titles — saying 'Chief' without 'Vice' is also a kind of complint and blessing, akin to pasting the word "fortune" upside down during the New Year.
"Secretary Shen, Little Chen, hello!"
The Vice Chief Designer paused his discussion with the team mbers and nodded at them.
Although Chen Fei wasn't part of the Northern Weapons Industry Group, the two were at least familiar with one another.
"Chen Fei has a matter he would like to consult with you about; do you have a mont to take a look?"
Shen Fei directly stated their purpose but didn't ntion the incident along the way.
Otherwise, what would you ask Vice President Nangong to do, spank his son, or spank his son, or perhaps spank his son? It would be too damn awkward. Anyone with a bit of emotional intelligence wouldn't stir up the pot like that.
The intelligence and emotional intelligence on par, Chen Fei also thought so, which is why he didn't actually slap Nangong Ruiyang on the face.
As for soone else, see if Chen Xiao'er had ever been polite; you either get it done or do it thoroughly.
"Take a look? Oh, no problem, let's have a look!"
"You must give respect where it's due" the Vice President of the "Canglong" project, Nangong Chengyu, was entitled to so courtesy.
Shen Fei signaled, and Chen Fei imdiately withdrew a thick roll of blueprints from a cylindrical container he held. The two then unfolded them together at the scene.
Verbal explanations are no substitute for illustrations that speak for themselves.
"This is..."
At first glance, it appeared to be a design blueprint for a combat aircraft, the Vice President of the Nangong design team scrutinized it closely.
By his side, Chen Fei said, "This is a sche for a Crystal Jet!"
Crystal Energy...Emmmm...Crystal what?
It wasn't only the Vice President Nangong who was puzzled, but also other curious mbers of the "Canglong" project team who at the next second collectively realized and looked at each other before their gazes drifted left and right.
Kid, did you mix up your howork?
The "Canglong" advanced combat aircraft was a jet fighter, and although it incorporated so Magic Arrays, it was far from a Crystal Jet.
While the Northern Weapons Industry Group also had a specialized R&D team for Crystal Jets, there were no experts of that field on the "Canglong" project team.
After just flipping through two or three pages, confirming the indicated Magic Arrays on the design, Vice President Nangong said with a wry smile, "This... this is indeed a Crystal Jet!"
Professions as distinct as fields, the differences here were too vast.
"Isn't it the sa?"
Chen Fei was taken aback, having not anticipated that these blueprints seed to have stumped the other party.
"They are not the sa! I specialize in jet fighters, and this is a Crystal Jet. They are different—Hmm, the aerodynamic design on the blueprints is quite interesting, but the structure is too complex, and neither the manufacturing process nor the logistical support is economically feasible."
the Vice President Nangong shook his head. Outsiders marvel; insiders understand the specifics. Although he couldn't provide very useful responses, there were still so aspects he could discern.
It was unclear where these blueprints had co from, but they looked quite professional. It was a design for an ideal model that lacked practical feasibility.
The Magic Arrays used in the blueprints, both in type and quantity, were more than those in "Canglong," and while they fell short of a real Crystal Jet, they indeed presented a design sche for one.
Most Crystal Jets are custom-made with very few produced in bulk, so general feasibility isn't a primary concern. Expensive, yes, but their combat capability is undeniable.
However, as an outsider, these blueprints ant little for Chen Fei unless he could beco a Sky Knight.
If he did beco a Sky Knight, he wouldn't need to worry about these blueprints as the sovereignty would naturally foot the bill, and a professional team would take care of everything.
What the sovereignty air force lacks isn't Crystal Jets, but Sky Knights, they can never have too many.
"I see!"
Chen Fei finally realized he had been mistaken. Jet fighters and Crystal Jets were significantly different in their specialties.
Otherwise, the other wouldn't have said this, nor was there any reason to lie about it.
"You need to find an expert in Crystal Jets to manage this."
Vice President Nangong shifted his gaze from the blueprints to Shen Fei.
It wasn't suitable for him to ntion the expert in Crystal Jet design from Northern Weapons Industry Group. Instead, it was for Secretary Shen to decide.
Yet, these blueprints inspired Nangong Chief Designer, who imdiately started scribbling on the screen of his tablet, recording the ideas that ca to him in an instant and planning to discuss later whether they could be implented on the "Canglong".
Shen Fei didn't directly agree to Chen Fei's request, planning to ask her father later on.
"I need to check first."
After all, as a secretary, whether or not to introduce Chen Fei to an expert would, of course, be up to her father, the company's Vice President.
"Okay! I'm not in a rush."
Chen Fei was just trying his luck through Shen Fei's connection and wasn't specifically looking for an answer.
Nangong Chief Engineer offered so fair comnts. For others, production and logistics might beco huge stumbling blocks requiring significant costs.
But for soone with tal Elental Psychic Power, these were hardly an issue.
"Where did you get these Crystal Jet blueprints from?"
Shen Fei thought, having not seen Chen Fei for a while, he was playing at a much higher level, daring to even ddle with Crystal Jets.
Even if he could actually manufacture one, owning a Class B Special Ability would likely still be insufficient to control it.
An ordinary person taking control of a Crystal Jet had only one possible outco.
Death!
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