Chapter 42: Isn't everyone supposed to have a private jet?

Xijing, Wuyi Building.

Song Song Shanhai slowly stood up and looked out the window.

The entire scenery of Xijing was in full view.

At this moment, Song Song Shanhai’s mood was surprisingly good, and he even hummed a little tune happily.

As long as Song Qi agreed to his request, Song Song Shanhai’s plan would be half successful.

He tapped the office table lightly.

Outside the door, a man in a well-fitting suit, about fifty years old, immediately pushed the door and walked in.

"Chairman!"

"You were looking for me?"

"Hmm!"

Song Song Shanhai nodded, then continued: "Where is that Boeing 747 that had an accidental fire at Wuyi Aviation last time?"

"How is the damage?"

Wuyi Heavy Industry is a well-deserved giant group in the Long Guo business world.

Its business scope spans heavy industry, mechanical manufacturing, air transport, and drones.

It has entered the world’s top 500 many times!

And Song Song Shanhai, as the chairman and helmsman of Wuyi Heavy Industry, would actually personally inquire about such a small matter as a plane’s spontaneous combustion.

This truly came as a bit of a surprise to Zhang Zhang Guanlin.

"Chairman!"

"The investigation results are in. The Boeing 747 spontaneous combustion incident has been determined to be a fire caused by abnormal engine idling."

"As it stands, the engine is completely destroyed, one wing of the fuselage is also completely destroyed, and the damage rate for the GPS positioning system and radio communication system is as high as eighty percent!"

"Boeing has quoted a repair price of one billion, and they cannot even guarantee that the repair will be successful..."

"After discussion by the group, it has been decided that this aircraft is completely destroyed, and we have decided to scrap it!"

"..."

Zhang Zhang Guanlin said this with a heavy heart, but Song Song Shanhai's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Good!"

"Burned well!"

Song Song Shanhai was so excited that he actually clapped and cheered.

?

A large question mark slowly floated above Zhang Zhang Guanlin's head.

What happened?

Chairman? Has he gone mad?

A Boeing 747, that's worth five hundred million!

It's burned like this, and he's actually clapping and cheering?

What kind of strange hobby is this?

Just as Zhang Zhang Guanlin was completely confused.

Song Song Shanhai's voice came again: "Immediately!"

"Drag this plane out of the warehouse and send it to Xiao Qi!"

"This time, I must really dampen this kid's spirit!"

For Song Song Shanhai, the more severely damaged this plane was, the better!

You have to know, even Boeing's quote indicates that they themselves cannot repair this plane.

Then even if Song Qi has heaven-defying abilities, it's impossible for him to succeed in repairing it!

Besides.

The engine, fuselage, and GPS navigation system of this plane have all been destroyed cleanly.

If Song Qi wants to succeed in the repair, he will definitely need to redesign and construct these things!

Just the engine of that large aircraft, I'm afraid Long Guo doesn't have the ability to build it; for large aircraft engine technology, across the entire Blue Planet, only Boeing and Airbus are the most mature.

And this technology happens to be the top-secret core of the two aircraft manufacturing companies!

It is absolutely impossible for it to be leaked!

In other words, the probability of Song Qi succeeding in the repair is infinitely close to zero!

Thinking of this, the smile on Song Song Shanhai's face became even richer.

Vaguely, he seemed to have already seen the scene where Song Qi was full of frustration, finally disheartened, and could only obediently go home to inherit the hundred-billion-level assets.

"Chairman? Chairman?"

Zhang Zhang Guanlin reached out and waved in front of Song Song Shanhai. Seeing that Song Song Shanhai had recovered, Zhang Zhang Guanlin finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, thank goodness!

It looks like he hasn't gone mad yet...

"Chairman!"

"This plane is already completely destroyed. If you hand it over to the Young Master, the Young Master is not a god, he definitely won't be able to fix it..."

"How about..."

Can't fix it?

What I want is for it not to be fixed!

Song Song Shanhai waved his hand, directly interrupting Zhang Zhang Guanlin's words.

"Alright! Old Zhang!"

"Just do as I say! I naturally have my own considerations!"

"Also! You give Xiao Song another four hundred million in repair funds, so he doesn't say I'm stingy!"

"Do you understand?"

It must be said that this four hundred million in repair funds was given just right.

Song Qi doesn't have the ability to buy a new one to make up the numbers, and Song Song Shanhai won't be given any excuse by Song Qi.

So that Song Qi won't renege on the debt when the time comes!

Seeing that the Chairman had said so, Zhang Zhang Guanlin naturally couldn't say much more, so he could only nod and then stepped down.

He began to arrange everything.

Song Song Shanhai stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, a smile of having everything under control always on his face.

But he never expected.

His actions today were somewhat hasty.

If time could flow backward, Song Song Shanhai in the near future would definitely travel back to the present without hesitation and slap himself twice...

Zhang Zhang Guanlin had worked at the Five-One Heavy Industry for decades, and his work ability was naturally beyond reproach.

By the afternoon, he had already communicated well with Song Qi.

Before it was dark, a large aircraft, wrapped in black cloth and with a vaguely discernible aircraft shape, was transported to the Eleventh Institute.

Along with the large aircraft, there was also a large shipping container.

Song Qi didn't know what was in the container either.

The Eleventh Institute was not yet fully completed, and the military region naturally hadn't arranged any tasks, so the large Eleventh Institute was empty. Fortunately, with Zhou Zhou Zhou Yonghui accompanying him, Song Qi didn't look so much like a lone commander.

However, the research workshop and laboratory of the Eleventh Institute were still built in the first instance under the instructions of Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Zhenlong.

Therefore, it didn't delay Song Qi's work.

Zhang Zhang Guanlin delivered the large aircraft and exchanged pleasantries with Song Qi for a while before leaving with the people from the Five-One Heavy Industry.

At dusk.

Inside the Eleventh Institute, only Zhou Zhou Zhou Yonghui and Song Qi were left. Looking at the large aircraft wrapped in black cloth in front of them, they swallowed their saliva.

"Holy crap!"

"Song Qi! You really are a god!"

"Is this large aircraft yours?"

"I heard that this Boeing 747 costs at least five hundred million each!"

"And you still say you're not a rich second generation?"

Zhou Zhou Zhou Yonghui's excited voice came.

Although he had been in contact with many fighter jets on weekdays, those were all the country's.

And this one that Song Qi got?

It was from his own company!

This is completely not the same concept!

Song Qi saw Zhou Zhou Zhou Yonghui jumping up and down and frowned.

"Can I be considered a rich second generation?"

"Isn't it that everyone in Long Guo has a private jet?"

"I see in the Douyin comment section that people say if you don't have a private jet, you're considered a poor dog..."

Zhou Zhou Zhou Yonghui: "..."

Looking at Song Qi's matter-of-fact expression, Zhou Zhou Zhou Yonghui really wanted to strangle this kid!

It's so damn infuriating!

Thinking that if his brother doesn't do scientific research well, he will have to go home to inherit a hundred-billion-level fortune and live a miserable life without worries.

Then thinking of himself, who has drifted for half his life and handed over all his salary and bonuses to a bitter girl.

Zhou Zhou Zhou Yonghui was so angry that his teeth were itching!