Chapter 81

This truly made Zhang Guanlin feel somewhat surprised.

"Chairman!"

"The investigation results are out; the Boeing 747 spontaneous combustion accident is judged to be a fire caused by abnormal engine idling."

"As of now, 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 it can be successfully repaired..."

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

"..."

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

"Good!"

"Burned well!"

Song Shanhai was so excited that he actually started clapping and cheering.

?

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

What happened?

Chairman? Has he gone crazy?

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 Guanlin was completely bewildered.

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

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

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

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

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

So even if Song Qi has heaven-defying abilities, it's impossible for him to repair it successfully, right!

Besides.

The engine, fuselage, and GPS navigation system of this plane have all been burned clean.

If Song Qi wants to repair it successfully, he would absolutely need to redesign and construct these things!

Just the engine of that large aircraft—the Dragon Nation likely doesn't have the ability to build it; as for large aircraft engine technology, in the entire Blue Star, only Boeing and Airbus are the most mature.

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

It is absolutely impossible for it to be leaked!

In other words, the probability of Song Qi successfully repairing it is infinitely close to zero!

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

Vaguely, he seemed to have already seen the scene where Song Qi is full of frustration, eventually loses heart, and can only obediently go home to inherit the hundred-billion-dollar assets.

"Chairman? Chairman?"

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

Thank goodness!

He doesn't look crazy yet...

"Chairman!"

"This plane is already completely destroyed; if you hand it over to the Young Master, the Young Master isn't a deity, 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 Shanhai waved his hand, directly interrupting Zhang Guanlin's words.

"Alright! Old Zhang!"

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

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

"Do you understand?"

It must be said that these four hundred million in repair funds were given just right.

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

So Song Qi won't be able to renege on the debt later!

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

He began to arrange everything.

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

But he never expected.

That his actions today were somewhat rash.

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

Zhang Guanlin had worked at Wuyi 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 entirely in black cloth and vaguely recognizable as a plane, was transported to the Eleventh Institute.

Transported along with the large aircraft was also a large shipping container.

Song Qi didn't know what was inside 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 Yonghui accompanying him, Song Qi didn't feel like a lone commander.

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

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

Zhang Guanlin delivered the large aircraft, exchanged pleasantries with Song Qi for a while, and then left with the people from Wuyi Heavy Industry.

At dusk.

Inside the Eleventh Institute, only Zhou Yonghui and Song Qi remained, looking at the large aircraft wrapped in black cloth, swallowing 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 Yonghui's excited voice came over.

Although he had been exposed to many fighter jets on weekdays, those were all the nation's.

And this one that Song Qi got?

It was from his own company!

This is completely not the same concept!

Song Qi frowned as he watched Zhou Yonghui jumping up and down.

"Can I be considered a rich second generation for this?"

"Isn't it that everyone in the Dragon Nation has a private jet?"

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

Zhou Yonghui: "..."

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

It's so damn infuriating!

Thinking that if his brother doesn't engage in scientific research properly, he'll have to go home to inherit hundred-billion-dollar assets and live a miserable life without worries.

And then thinking of himself, who has drifted for half a lifetime and handed over all his salary and bonuses to a poor girl.

Zhou Yonghui's teeth were itching with anger!