"You really do know me." The girl looked at Xu Cang warily, her eyebrows furrowed together, showing great hostility towards Xu Cang: "How do you know me, what is your intention?"
Xu Cang smiled: "Lian Shanli, a super genius with an IQ of 180, this was quite a sensational news back then."
"That." Lian Shanli tilted her head and slightly suppressed her hostility. Her IQ was an astonishing 180, which caused a big sensation in the country. It was normal for some people to know her because of this.
However, Lian Shanli still kept a distance from Xu Cang, which was the social distance that should exist between strangers. This meant that Lian Shanli still hadn't let down her guard against Xu Cang.
"It happened many years ago." Lian Shanli didn't seem to be very proud of her extremely exaggerated IQ: "I thought it was something else, never mind, it turned out to be such a boring thing."
"Boring?" Xu Cang couldn't help but reveal a bit of helplessness: "Is an IQ of 180 boring? Also, shouldn't you be a junior now? If you're not in school, why are you here?"
"Hmm?" Lian Shanli was a little surprised. If she was just a little curious about her because of her intelligence, this curiosity seemed a little too strong. Even she, who was now a junior, knew: "The content of college is too simple for me. The dean of the department asked me to go out and get in touch with society more."
"To make you understand that the relationship between people in society is not actually very good?" Xu Cang said with a smile, with a hint of maturity in his smile.
Lian Shanli frowned: "Your demeanor and tone of voice are exactly the same as the department head."
"Same? That's because we both feel sorry for wasting our talents." Xu Cang was somewhat helpless: "Lianshan, you have such a high talent, have you ever thought about making some achievements in academics and technology? As long as you are willing, it won't be a difficult task."
Lian Shanli shrugged: "But I think a simple life is good. When I graduate, I probably won't be involved in any academic matters."
"You..." Xu Cang's mouth twitched, he really didn't know what to say.
Lian Shanli, a super genius with an IQ of 180, was born to be in the academic field, but she had no intention of doing so.
In fact, during her primary school years, she was able to solve advanced math problems quite skillfully, which meant that if she wanted, she could go straight to the gifted class of any famous university in the country.
Even among a group of young geniuses, she is destined to be the brightest one.
However, Lian Shanli never skipped a grade. It wasn't because she couldn't do it, but because she didn't want to. She just climbed up one grade at a time like an ordinary person.
Moreover, she will keep her grades at a mid-range level, not too bad nor too good.
In fact, if the president of Hanjing Aerospace University, where she is now, had not personally come to her house and persuaded her earnestly for a whole day, Lian Shanli would have agreed to enter Hanjing Aerospace University as a special admissions student. Otherwise, Lian Shanli's plan was to take the exam for a second-tier university and then get a diploma in a mediocre way.
Her thoughts are different from those of ordinary people, or they are not in line with her IQ. She just wants to live a plain life, take care of her husband and children, and be a good wife and mother. She is extremely emotional and her emotional investment is beyond ordinary people.
This kind of character also laid the groundwork for her future destiny.
"Your department head didn't ask you to come to this conclusion when he asked you to come out to relax."
Lian Shanli shrugged: "But this is the only conclusion I have."
Xu Cang put his palm against his forehead and said, "Your undergraduate major is power engineering, right? If there is a chance, I can let you go to Rolls-Royce to learn the most advanced three-rotor technology. Are you willing?"
"I don't want to." Lian Shanli refused directly.
"You don't ask me why I have this opportunity, who I am, or what you can gain after learning it?"
Lian Shanli showed a hint of impatience on her face: "I am not interested in Rolls-Royce's three-rotor technology. If you can show me the core structure of the NK32 engine, I might be a little interested."
"NK32 engine." Xu Cang chuckled and said, "Do you know what kind of engine that is?"
"I know, Tu-160, right?" Lian Shanli looked indifferent: "I want to see what the three-rotor structure of the NK32 engine is like. As for Rolls-Royce, I still say that I am not interested."
There are only two companies in the world that have three-rotor technology, one is Rolls-Royce of the UK, and the other is Russia, or to be more precise, the former Soviet Union. The NK32 engine is the culmination of the former Soviet Union's three-rotor technology.
To be honest, not to mention Lian Shanli, Xu Cang also really wanted to see what the mystery of the "white swan"'s wings was.
Xu Cang breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had some prior knowledge of Lian Shanli, he was still caught off guard by her stubbornness.
"Lianshan, what conditions do you need for you to be willing to go to Luoluo?"
To be honest, this was the first time Xu Cang had begged someone like this. Moreover, he had sent a huge gift to the other person without paying anything, and he even had to pay for it, but the other person might not agree.
"Conditions? I don't need any. I've said that I'm not interested in Rolls-Royce's three-rotor technology." Lian Shanli talked for a while, and perhaps she really felt that it was meaningless: "If it's just this matter, then I won't bother you."
After saying that, Lian Shanli was ready to leave immediately. However, she stopped just as she turned around, turned back and nodded slightly to Xu Cang: "No matter what, you saved us this time, thank you."
"Lian..." Xu Cang was about to persuade Lian Shanli again, but he found a little boy running over from a distance, about six or seven years old, running towards Lian Shanli happily.
"Sister!" The little boy, who probably rarely saw such beautiful grass, ran to a place not far in front of Lian Shanli and rolled around on the grass, his clothes stained with a layer of grass green. "Sister, there are people playing ball with poles over there, and there is a small car with just a canopy and no doors."
Lian Shanli pulled her brother Lian Shanjin up from the grass in silence: "That's called golf."
"Golf? I see they just hit the ball into the hole, just like the marbles I play. Do adults play marbles, too?"
Lian Shanli brushed the grass stains off her brother's body and said, "People are all the same, no matter how old they are. By the way, have you called home?"
"Well, someone just arranged a call for us. It's just as you said. The weather is bad and the plane has made an emergency landing ." Lian Shanjin opened his eyes like black gemstones, full of confusion: "But what does emergency landing mean, sister?"
However, Lian Shanli did not answer, but asked another question: "Have you told Huiyun?"
Lian Shanjin pouted: "No."
Lian Shanli slapped away the last piece of grass stain, but this time she used too much force, causing Lian Shanjin to scream in pain.
"Why didn't you tell Huiyun? There was an accident on the flight. If you don't report that we were safe, wouldn't she be worried?" Lian Shanli glared at her brother Lian Shanjin fiercely.
"My parents will tell her. I won't tell her alone."
Lian Shanli raised her eyebrows and snorted heavily: "Lian Shanjin, did you do this on purpose?"
Facing her fierce sister, Lian Shanjin felt guilty and said aggrievedly, "Sister, please don't let me play with her, okay?"
Hearing her brother say this, Lian Shanli grabbed Lian Shanjin's ears and said, "What's wrong with Huiyun? Don't you want to pay attention to her?"
Lian Shanjin was in so much pain that tears came out. She could only anxiously say, "Sister, Huiyun is not in good health. If I touch her a little, mom will scold me. I don't want to play with her."
"Then shouldn't you take better care of her? All you can think about is playing?" Lian Shanli snorted, and finally let go of her brother: "Lian Shanjin, I'm telling you again. You are going to spend your whole life with Huiyun, so stop running around all day thinking about how to take care of Huiyun. You are not a three-year-old child anymore."
"You're just like mom. I don't want to be with her. She's sick all day long. It's boring." Lian Shanjin was halfway through his words, probably because he was afraid that Lian Shanli would get angry, so he added in a non-coquettish way: "Sister, what era is this? Why are you so feudal-minded?"
Lian Shanli let go of Lian Shanjin directly: "I am feudal, so what? Lian Shanjin, let me tell you. Not to mention getting married, I have already thought of the name of your future child for you. Lixue Lanhua, if it is a boy, then we will call him Lian Shanlan, if it is a girl, then we will call her Lian Shanxue, remember?"
To be honest, Xu Cang, who heard the entire conversation between the siblings, felt it was incredible.
Lian Shanjin was right. Lian Shanli's thinking was indeed too conservative. Her brother was only five or six years old, but she had already planned the candidate for her brother's wife and even thought of the names of her nephews and nieces in advance. It was really outrageous.
"Lianshan Lan, Lianshan Xue?" Xu Cang smacked his lips. He could only say that the surname Lianshan was indeed quite a plus, and it would sound good no matter how it was paired with the name.
Lian Shanjin was so angry at her own sister that her face turned red. She covered her ears and said, "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen!"
"You don't want to listen? Come with me to call Huiyun." As she said that, Lian Shanli grabbed the back of Lian Shanjin's neck. Lian Shanjin's neck shrank as if by reflex, and he could no longer resist.
After walking two steps, Lian Shanli suddenly thought of something, paused, and looked back at Xu Cang: "Can I ask you something?"
Xu Cang didn't expect Lian Shanli to ask questions on her own initiative: "Go ahead."
“Is flying… really that fun?”
Xu Cang was startled. He did not answer immediately: "Are you asking me, or asking on behalf of someone else?"
Lian Shanli said calmly: "Is there any difference?"
"Yes! And it's very big."
Lian Shanli suddenly showed a trace of fatigue: "Then can you tell me?"
Xu Cang saw Lian Shanli's expression and was silent for a moment: "I don't know what the person you want to ask about is like? But if you ask me, I don't think flying is interesting."
"But you should be able to give up flying now. It is not your means of making a living," Lian Shanli asked.
Xu Cang laughed: "But flying is the only thing I'm good at. In one's life, it's something worth celebrating and seizing if one can find an area that one is good at, isn't it?"
Xu Cang's words were a double entendre, and Lian Shanli heard it right away. She said unhappily, "Your persistence is really annoying, just like him."
After saying that, Lian Shanli picked up Lian Shanjin and left.
Looking at Lian Shanli's back, Xu Cang frowned tightly, and after a long time he uttered a sentence softly: "In love? This is really not good news."
…
"How can this be possible? How can this be possible!"
In a conference room at the AVIC headquarters building, Lin Ming's angry roar almost echoed throughout the entire floor. For Lin Ming, who usually had a steady temper, it was extremely rare for him to get so angry.
In the conference room, Lin Ming slammed a document on the table and said, "What do you mean by moderate technology transfer? Do you think we are beggars?"
In the empty conference room, besides Lin Ming, there was only Chen Jinwu.
Chen Jinwu, who never liked fighting, also had a gloomy face: "Bombardier has grasped our eagerness to obtain avionics technology."
"Their avionics technology also comes from Honeywell, why are they so proud?" Lin Ming snorted heavily. "When they were developing the C series aircraft, if we hadn't shared the R&D expenses with them, if we hadn't provided them with fuselage components at a low price, given their poor financial situation, it's hard to say whether the CS300 can be launched now. Now that they are in trouble, they want to get money from us again? The technology transfer they promised to us before has not been fulfilled at all. Their words are just like farts."
Chen Jinwu looked at the document that Lin Ming threw down on the table and sighed.
This document was recently sent from Bombardier C Series Aircraft Co., Ltd., and its general content is that it hopes that AVIC will increase its R&D investment by 2 billion yuan, and in return, Bombardier will moderately transfer some aircraft technology.
As the world's third largest aircraft manufacturer, Bombardier must have some real expertise in aircraft manufacturing, which is why AVIC was willing to cooperate with Bombardier.
Although Bombardier looks good, its financial situation is average. When developing the C-series aircraft, it encountered a shortage of funds. At that time, Bombardier found AVIC and wanted AVIC to participate in the development of the C-series aircraft, that is, to let AVIC invest money.
At that time, the development of domestic civil aircraft was still in its infancy, and AVIC wanted to take this opportunity to learn advanced Western technology, so it agreed. Moreover, AVIC was also responsible for the construction of the fuselage of the C series aircraft.
The price of the fuselage components provided by AVIC to Bombardier is not high. Despite such great sincerity, Bombardier has always been stingy about technology transfer, which makes AVIC very unhappy. However, AVIC has invested money and spent a lot of manpower, so it can only bite the bullet and continue.
Perhaps sensing that AVIC was afraid of the huge sunk costs and its desire for aircraft manufacturing technology, Bombardier started asking AVIC for money again, asking for 2 billion yuan. Moreover, Bombardier added a moderate adjective before the technology transfer mentioned, which was very ambiguous.
Lin Ming is not a fool. Bombardier clearly regards AVIC as a sucker, and its attitude is extremely arrogant and conceited.
"I heard that Pratt & Whitney has banned the sale of PW6000 engines for subsequent CS300 aircraft." Chen Jinwu sighed.
"What?" Lin Ming was startled: "Why?"
Chen Jinwu shook his head: "I don't know, but it should be certain that our people in Canada have basically confirmed it."
Due to the cooperation between AVIC and Bombardier in many businesses, many people from AVIC are stationed in Canada. Although Pratt & Whitney has not publicly banned the sale of PW6000, it is still easy for some insiders to find out the relevant situation if they are willing.
"No wonder, it turns out he's just being pushed too far." Lin Ming pulled up a chair and sat down: "What's the matter?"
To be honest, if AVIC had not needed Bombardier's help, Lin Ming would have fallen out with Bombardier long ago. This is a difficult problem that latecomer countries must face.
Chen Jinwu thought for a long time. He was also feeling angry, but with the huge sunk costs, some things really cannot be done on impulse.
"The fuselage parts we provided to Bombardier used the technology provided by Xu Cang. If this matter is to be discussed, it should also be related to Xu Cang. Why don't we ask for his opinion?"
Xu Cang previously handed over the Boeing 737 blueprints to AVIC, which combined the Boeing 737 blueprints to improve its fuselage technology and then provided it to Bombardier. Therefore, Chen Jinwu's statement that Xu Cang had a hand in this matter was not groundless.
Of course, this kind of relationship itself is a bit far-fetched. However, at certain times, some people are born to be relied upon, and Xu Cang is such a person.
"Ask Xu Cang?" Lin Ming tapped the tabletop with his right five fingers as if playing the piano, thinking for a moment: "If I remember correctly, he should have been at Rolls-Royce in England recently. Is he back? If it's not over yet, would it be bad for us to disturb him at this time?"
However, Lin Ming knew that Xu Cang's trip to the UK was of great importance, and he was reluctant to disturb Xu Cang at this time.
"Wasn't there news not long ago that the Rolls-Royce Trent 1000 engine had made significant progress? I guess Xu Cang's affairs in the UK should have come to an end." Having said that, Chen Jinwu still had some concerns: "How about I contact Spring Airlines to confirm Xu Cang's itinerary?"
Lin Ming nodded: "Okay."
Chen Jinwu took out his cell phone, looked through the numbers, and quickly dialed a number. Not long after, the call was connected: "Xiao Wang? Please help me contact Spring Airlines and confirm Xu Cang's schedule. Tell him that AVIC has something important to discuss with him. If it's convenient, I want to talk to him directly."
"Yes!" Chen Jinwu nodded: "You can also just say my name."
Not long after, Chen Jinwu hung up the phone: "There should be news soon."
After seeing Chen Jinwu finish his explanation, Lin Ming couldn't help but tease: "That guy is also a busy man now. We can't find him anytime and anywhere like before. We need to make an appointment."
"Things are different now, so it's better to be more understanding." Old scholar like Chen Jinwu, who doesn't care much about the ways of the world, cares more about the attitude towards Xu Cang. It can be seen that Xu Cang's importance is indeed no longer the same as before.
"When a man has been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes." Lin Ming couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Less than two years ago, Xu Cang was still an unknown little-known figure. Now, he can influence decision-making in many aspects. One has to sigh at the magic of fate.
Soon, the screen of Chen Jinwu's mobile phone on the table lit up. He looked at the caller ID and said, "Xiao Wang is very efficient. He got the answer so quickly."
As he spoke, Chen Jinwu answered the phone: "I have found out. Is Xu Cang's matter in the UK over?"
"Mr. Chen, I just asked. Xu Cang's test flight work at Rolls-Royce has been completed."
"Oh, okay."
Chen Jinwu was about to hang up when an anxious voice rang out from the other end of the phone: "However, Xu Cang's flight back to China seems to have encountered an accident. He is now stranded in Munich, Germany. The specific situation is unknown. However, according to Spring Airlines, Xu Cang himself seems to be fine."
Chen Jinwu was startled: "Something happened again?"
This was almost blurted out, but Chen Jinwu quickly realized that this was inappropriate: "Okay, thank you for your help, I understand."
Then Chen Jinwu hung up the phone.
Lin Ming raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
Chen Jinwu had a strange expression on his face: "It seems like we have to make this call."
…
"Is that so?" Xu Cang stood on the second-floor balcony of the British Airways Flight 531 accommodation hotel in Munich, Germany, leaning against the railing and looking far into the darkness. He held up his cell phone in his right hand, and Chen Jinwu's voice came from the receiver.
After listening for a while, Xu Cang's expression did not change much, as if everything was within his expectations.
"So, Mr. Chen, you have confirmed that Pratt & Whitney has banned the sale of subsequent PW6000 engines to Bombardier?"
"This is feedback from our staff in Canada, and it should be good."
Xu Cang smiled slightly, a little mocking, a little curious: "How is the order status of CS300 aircraft?"
"Hmm?" Chen Jinwu obviously did not expect Xu Cang to ask this question, so the person on the other end of the phone fell into silence for a long time.
As the fuselage supplier of Bombardier's C Series aircraft, AVIC can basically infer the sales of the corresponding C Series aircraft based on the number of fuselage orders placed by Bombardier without actively inquiring. However, this may involve commercial secrets, which made Chen Jinwu hesitate.
"Is it inconvenient to say?"
"Not really. The sales of Bombardier C Series aircraft are no secret in the industry." Chen Jinwu paused: "The market positioning of CS300 is highly overlapped with Airbus's upcoming 319. I don't know if Airbus is interfering, but the sales of CS300 are extremely bleak. However, Swissair recently ordered 20 CS300s, which seems to be a sign of improvement. However, Pratt & Whitney banned the sale of PW6000 engines. Even if the mainline market has heated up, the subsequent production will not be able to match the orders. The power system interface of CS300 is only compatible with PW6000. If you want to replace the power system, you need to invest a lot of money."
"However, the poor performance of the CS100 and CS300 has exhausted all the patience of Bombardier headquarters, and it is highly likely that no more funding will be allocated. Therefore, Bombardier's C Series aircraft company wants to get money from us."
Xu Cang said: "Does Pratt & Whitney's ban include the resale of engine orders? Or does it only prohibit the direct sale of PW6000 to Bombardier?"
"It should only be a ban on direct sales." Chen Jinwu said, "The Canadian branch's stationed personnel mentioned that Bombardier is seeking to change the power system's adapter interface on the one hand, and to seek third-party orders for PW6000 on the other. If the ban on sales includes third-party resale, Bombardier should not be looking for PW6000 orders all over the world."
"No one wants to take this opportunity to make a profit?"
"Xu Cang, Pratt & Whitney has no grudges against Bombardier, so why did they suddenly ban the sale of engines? As far as I know, Pratt & Whitney and Bombardier have a long-term intention to sell engines, so it is actually unreasonable for Pratt & Whitney to do so. But Pratt & Whitney did it anyway, so there must be strong intervention from a third party."
Xu Cang barely thought: "So, it is Airbus that is putting pressure on Pratt & Whitney?"
"Intuitively speaking, it is like this. The positioning of CS300 has seriously threatened A319, so only Airbus has a reason. Moreover, compared with Boeing, Pratt & Whitney has a larger share in Airbus and is more constrained by Airbus, so it is reasonable to compromise with Airbus." Chen Jinwu said: "At least on the surface, this is the case, and it is likely to be the case. Everyone wants to make a profit from the price difference, but the key is that if you dare to make a profit from the price difference, you will offend Airbus. Some money can be made, and some money is too hot to handle. There is still a difference between them."
"Yeah." Xu Cang didn't have any special expression: "I know about this matter, I will deal with it."
"What do you mean by deal with?" Chen Jinwu asked in a slightly cautious tone.
"Tell Bombardier that the PW6000 will have it, and just change the power system adapter interface."
"Xu Cang, PW6000 will have..." Chen Jinwu asked: "Is this something that can be confirmed?"
"Mr. Chen, Airbus is now in its heyday, so it's understandable that everyone is wary of it. But what if Airbus is actually a paper tiger? There are actually no consequences for offending it?"
"Xu Cang, don't do anything rash. Airbus is not a paper tiger..." When Chen Jinwu heard Xu Cang say this, he basically guessed what Xu Cang was going to do.
"Don't worry, Mr. Chen." Xu Cang said with a smile, "I know what's going on! Just reply to Bombardier like this."
After Xu Cang finished speaking, he thought of something: "Also, tell Bombardier to send a representative stationed in Germany to meet me. With their capabilities, they should know where I am."
"Meet you, why?"
Xu Cang smiled and said, "This is an opportunity to show the CS300 to the world."
Soon, the call was hung up, and Xu Cang took the phone back. Beside him, Richard remained silent, like Xu Cang's shadow.
"Not long ago, Airbus of Germany proposed through me that it wanted to provide an A319 aircraft for your Alpine rescue." Richard said calmly: "However, it seems that Airbus has no chance."
Airbus is a huge group. Although its headquarters is in France, it has branches in major European countries and has a relatively high degree of autonomy.
Xu Cang held the pole with both hands: "That depends on whether Bombardier has the courage."
"The poor sales of CS300 will always be Bombardier's most fundamental problem. With the A320 as a good example, airlines are naturally inclined to choose A319. If Bombardier cannot provide convincing enough evidence to prove the performance of CS300, it is almost certain that CS300 will repeat the dismal sales of CS100." Richard turned to Xu Cang with admiration in his eyes: "It seems that Bombardier has a choice, but in fact they have no other choice as long as they still have even a glimmer of hope for the CS300 project. If this is already a doomed result, do you want me to reject Airbus?"
"Why would you refuse?" Xu Cang said with a smile, "Without the foil of Airbus, how could Bombardier understand how precious the opportunity I gave them was?"
Richard frowned and said, "You want to raise the price by using Airbus? Xu Cang, this is not a good choice. Airbus will find out about it later."
"It's okay!" Xu Cang just said lightly: "Mr. Richard, thank you for your help so far. I will take care of the following things myself."
Richard is not an unknown person. For a person like him, it is not a good thing to owe too many favors to others.
Richard didn't seem to care much about it. "I'm so bored. It's not a big deal anyway. You don't have to repay me in the future. I'm just here to watch the fun."
Xu Cang was stunned: "Mr. Richard, you should know that I am a very honest person. If you say so, I will believe it."
"If I said you don't have to repay the favor, then you don't have to repay it." Richard confirmed, "But, there is one thing I am more concerned about."
Xu Cang hummed: "Speak!"
"You charge the trapped people one-tenth of their wealth as compensation, which is fine. But why add a clause that requires everyone to sign an agreement before you can rescue them?"
To be honest, Richard felt that this condition was very strange and would easily put Xu Cang in a dangerous situation.
"Mr. Richard, rescue is a one-time thing. Morally speaking, I can't distribute supplies only to specific people after landing. However, if I ignore the number of people willing to offer rewards, it will harm my own interests, so I have to throw this difficult problem to the trapped people themselves, their families and lawyers."
Morality and interests are often at odds with each other. Xu Cang did not feel the need to rescue those people in the Alps. Therefore, he did not want to break morality, nor did he want to harm his own interests. Therefore, he chose to let others make the decision on this dilemma.
That is, either all the people are willing to give up one-tenth of their wealth, which will satisfy Xu Cang's interests. Or someone is unwilling to sign the agreement, then most of the moral attacks will fall on the person who does not sign the agreement, and Xu Cang will not have to share the moral fire, which is a two-birds-with-one-stone approach.
"In addition..." Xu Cang pondered for a moment: "I have seen the list of those trapped people. Many of them are elites in the field of European civil aviation."
Richard's eyelids jumped: "What do you want to do?"
"Mr. Richard, the current civil aviation dividends in the European market are really enviable." Xu Cang said with a smile: "As an outsider, if I face a harmonious and unified European civil aviation market, it will be difficult for me to display my talents."
Richard was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "You want to use this opportunity to sow discord?"
"Some people want the Alps to come back, and some don't want them to come back. I'm giving the choice to people outside the Alps, and I'm forcing them to make a choice."
"But they will definitely sign the agreement." Richard was puzzled. "If someone doesn't sign and the people trapped in the Alps know about it, they will be in a very disadvantageous situation. So what difference does it make?"
"They don't dare to refuse to sign the agreement openly, so they will secretly try to deal with the person who proposed to sign the agreement so that it will not be made public."
Richard's pupils suddenly contracted: "You! Are they going to touch you!?"
Richard gasped, "So, you asked me to hire the best security personnel to protect you secretly. Are you waiting for them?"
"It's really exciting. Who can't bear it in the remaining ten hours?" Xu Cang said with a smile: "If those elites trapped in the Alps knew that someone didn't want them to come back alive, how would they feel?"
Richard felt that Xu Cang was a terrifying person: "Are you going to cause chaos in European civil aviation?"
Xu Cang looked at Richard: "Do you mind?"
Richard was stunned: "But you still told me, aren't you afraid that I will reveal it?"
Xu Cang lowered his brows and said, "The situation is set, no one can stop me!"
…
On the sidewalk of the Zhigu River Dam in Hanjing, Xu Ruxing was listening to his assistant reporting to him. Passersby looked at him and saw that Xu Ruxing was gentle and elegant, while his assistant was fat and strong, the contrast between their images was huge.
"We got news from the Kraft Medical Center. Based on the medical records we sent, they didn't find any physical problems." The assistant said, "However, the Kraft Medical Center suggested that the patient go in person for a final diagnosis."
"Forget about going there in person." Xu Ruxing said with a smile: "Although the equipment at St. Luke's Hospital is not as good as that at Kraft Medical Center, the difference is not that big. Since Kraft Medical Center believes that there is no problem with the examination report of St. Luke's Hospital, there is a high probability that there is no physiological problem with Xu Cang's left hand."
"Then just ignore it?"
Xu Ruxing stretched his arms and said, "If he still has problems, then it can only be a psychological problem. I'm not his babysitter, I can't do everything for him."
The assistant followed behind Xu Ruxing, always half a body length behind: "Boss, but I think Xu Cang's hand should be fine."
"Oh?" Xu Ruxing stopped, turned around, and showed a hint of interest: "Why do you think so?"
The assistant took out two photos from somewhere and handed them to Xu Ruxing: "Boss, Xu Cang's flight back from the UK had an accident not long ago. It is said that the right wing was broken, but he still flew the plane back."
"The wing is broken?" Even with Xu Ruxing's temperament, he was shocked to hear this news. Even an outsider like him knew what a broken wing meant: "How credible is it?"
"I dare not say 100%, but more than 80%." The assistant pointed at the two photos: "One is a photo of the evacuation of the forced landing site, and the other is a photo of the hotel where British Airways Flight 531 was accommodated. These two photos have not been published in the newspaper yet. I also spent some effort to get them."
"You can't die even if the big wing is broken?" Xu Ruxing was amazed. He didn't seem surprised that Xu Cang was in danger many times. Instead, he was very surprised that Xu Cang always survived.
The photos of the evacuation site were a mess with people all over the place and it was impossible to make out anything. The distant photos of the resettlement hotel were clearer.
"Xu Cang is in the photo of the resettlement hotel." The assistant pointed to the spot on the grass outside the hotel in the photo and said to Xu Ruxing: "This is it. It looks like he is fine."
"He's alive and kicking, nothing serious is wrong with him. He was able to fall down even with a broken wing, so there's nothing to worry about with his left hand..." Xu Ruxing said halfway, and sighed, "This guy has a tough life!"