In the office of the director of the Seoul Civil Aviation Administration in South Korea, Director Kim was wearing a pair of glasses and drinking tea leisurely, looking slowly at the documents on the table.
Suddenly, the office door was pushed open and the secretary leaned in: "Director, someone named Chen Tianyang wants to see you."
"Chen Tianyang?" Director Jin was stunned and tried to recall. It seemed that he did not know this person: "Is this your first time here?"
"Yes, I don't have an appointment." The secretary nodded: "I think this is my first time here too."
Director Jin waved his hand: "Just say I'm not here."
After all, he is the director of SRAA, not a monkey in a zoo. Can he just come and see anyone he wants?
"Okay, I got it." The secretary was about to leave when he suddenly seemed to think of something: "By the way, he said he and the director are old acquaintances. If the director can't remember, ask Cheng Shiwan if he still remembers this person."
"Cheng... Cheng Shiwan." Director Jin's face changed drastically, his lips trembled, and he stood up in an instant: "Where... where is he now?"
"Just outside the gate."
"Damn it, he's blocking the way..." Director Jin scratched his head and head, anxiously spinning around: "Did he say anything else?"
The secretary thought for a moment and said, "He just wanted to catch up with the director. There's nothing else to it."
"Nothing else?" Director Jin wiped his face, trying to calm himself down. To be honest, this sentence was already quite obvious. He adjusted his mood a little and said to the secretary: "Let him in."
"Ah? Now?"
"What else? Don't you understand?" Director Jin gritted his teeth and said, "Also... nothing else, don't let anyone come into my office, not even close."
The secretary was a little embarrassed: "What if there is something urgent?"
Director Jin was already upset, and the secretary was so slow, so he glared at him: "Wait!"
The secretary was frightened by Director Jin's yelling and dared not say anything more. He hurriedly left to do his business.
Not long after, with the sound of footsteps, the door of Director Jin's office was pushed open again, but this time the person who came in was not the secretary, but a bearded man, who was Chen Tianyang, or Cheng Shiwan.
Director Jin was originally holding a teacup. When he saw Chen Tianyang coming in, his right hand trembled and he almost dropped the tea.
"Director Jin, are you so excited to meet an old friend?" Chen Tianyang took a file bag and threw it on the coffee table. He sat down on the sofa with a big horse and a golden knife, and looked at Director Jin with a little joking: "Is that so?"
"Cheng Shiwan, you are not..."
"He's not dead, is he?" Chen Tianyang sneered, "The prosecutor Cheng Shiwan is indeed dead. The person who is alive now is called Chen Tianyang."
"No, no, no, Prosecutor Cheng, your matter has nothing to do with me. It really has nothing to do with me." Director Jin left his chair directly, his face full of panic. It was really hard to see this expression on Director Jin's face.
Chen Tianyang snorted heavily: "I know it has nothing to do with you. If you were involved, you would not be in this position now, but in Yiwang Prison in Gyeonggi Province."
Hearing this, Director Jin's legs went weak with fear: "Prosecutor Cheng, back then... I was just a nobody, I..."
At that time, Chen Tianyang was the head of the law department of Seoul University and was the most popular person in the Seoul District Prosecutors' Office. His promotion to the Supreme Prosecutors' Office was almost certain. At that time, Director Jin was just an ordinary employee of the Seoul Regional Administration. The gap between the two was like heaven and earth.
However, when Chen Tianyang was promoted to the Supreme Prosecutor's Office, he was reported for accepting bribes, which interrupted his promotion and he disappeared. On the other hand, he was a junior employee at the Seoul Regional Aviation Administration and rose to the top like a rocket until he became the head of SRAA.
Chen Tianyang glanced at Director Jin indifferently: "Jin Sheng, your experience has made me understand that as long as you have power, even a pig can sit in the position of Director of SRAA."
Director Jin's forehead was covered with sweat. "Prosecutor Cheng, I was... I was coerced back then. I had no choice..."
"Coercion? I see you're quite happy. Although you've accepted bribes from many airlines in Seoul, you're still closest to Korean Air, aren't you?" Chen Tianyang grinned. "You still know how to be loyal to the person who gave you the first helping of your friends, right?"
Director Jin's face turned red. He was afraid of Chen Tianyang, but things were different now. Chen Tianyang's repeated verbal insults were almost reaching his limit.
"Prosecutor Cheng, are you here to reminisce about the past, or are you here to criticize me on purpose? If it's the latter, I believe that's enough for now." Director Jin was a prominent figure after all, and he couldn't stand being mocked by Chen Tianyang in such a close manner.
He did have some leverage in Chen Tianyang's hands, but he couldn't do this. It would be quicker to kill him or chop him up. This kind of torture was a bit too much.
"Jin Sheng, you know my character. I just said that if I really wanted to deal with you, you would be in Yiwang Prison now."
Director Jin took a deep breath, and after a period of emotional adjustment, he was slightly relieved from his fear: "But... you have been removed from the prosecution system. Even if you have evidence now, even if you have something against me, it will not be that easy to use it to threaten me."
Chen Tianyang used to be a rising star in the legal world, a person who could not be looked at directly. Now the relationship between the two has been reversed. Director Jin's instinctive fear finally faded after some time, and he began to analyze the current situation rationally.
Evidence is not eternal, the key lies in who holds it.
In the hands of a powerful person, it is a deadly trump card, but in the hands of a commoner, its effect is greatly reduced.
Director Jin has been working in the officialdom for many years and has already understood the relationship between the operation and exchange of power.
"You forgot that I have some good friends in the Seoul Prosecutors' Office."
At this time, Director Jin had regained his sanity and became more calm: "Why didn't your friends help you when you were reported for taking bribes?"
Chen Tianyang put his hand on the armrest of the sofa, with a hint of mockery: "Time really changes a person. You were so inconspicuous back then that I actually thought you were honest and reliable enough. The corruption of money and power has finally made you so naked, and you have begun to understand it deeply."
Director Jin slowly sat down opposite Chen Tianyang, so calm, as if he had regained the initiative in the conversation: "When you sit in a certain position, the breadth of your vision and thinking will change accordingly. What is this called? Climbing high and looking far!"
Director Jin sighed and said, "Prosecutor Cheng, the cause of the incident was your investigation of Handao Group. During your investigation of Handao Group, you found some evidence that was unfavorable to me. These were just some minor flaws. There is no need to target me. Even without me, your situation would not have changed. How about we just leave it at that and not interfere with each other?"
Director Jin's words meant to make peace with Chen Tianyang. Although he didn't feel he needed to be too afraid of Chen Tianyang now, it was still best to have less trouble.
"You just said that as the position changes, the vision and thinking will change accordingly, but why don't I feel it?" Chen Tianyang chuckled, ignoring Director Jin's warning just now.
Director Jin saw that Chen Tianyang was unmoved and was a little confused: "What do you mean?"
Chen Tianyang flicked his nails. "Back then, the Handao Group forged evidence of my bribery. With the capabilities of the Handao Group, they would have killed me with one strike. But in the end, I was not convicted, and I was not forcibly removed from the prosecutorial system. I resigned voluntarily. Do you understand the difference?"
Director Jin was stunned. He was only a small figure in the past and didn't know much about the details. But after Chen Tianyang's explanation, it seemed that things were indeed very strange.
The Han Dao Group is well connected and never gives up. Chen Tianyang directly investigated the Han Dao Group and violated the taboo of the Han Dao Group. Logically, he should have been thrown in jail at least. But in fact, Chen Tianyang was only reported for taking bribes when he was promoted to the Supreme Procuratorate, but he was not convicted in the end.
With the power of the Handao Group, if they wanted to frame Chen Tianyang, they would certainly have to frame him with a series of charges, and they would not be able to find any loopholes to escape the charges, so they would have to nail Chen Tianyang to death. However, the result was not like this.
Director Jin kept tapping the leather of the sofa with his right index finger, thinking furiously in his mind, and then his expression changed slightly: "Handao Group... gave in? Impossible, with the temperament of Handao Group, how could they give in?"
Chen Tianyang lowered his eyes: "Don't you know who my teacher is?"
"Teacher?" Director Jin was startled: "Isn't your teacher the professor at Seoul University..."
However, when he saw Chen Tianyang's expression, Director Jin took a breath and said, "A long time ago, there was a rumor that you were Mr. An Daoru's student. This..."
An Daoru, the main author of the first edition of the Korean Criminal Law, a leader in the legal field, and the founder of the law department of Seoul University. However, many years ago, he no longer cared about legal affairs due to health reasons, but he still enjoyed a high reputation in the industry.
An Daoru never designated a successor in his life, but there was a rumor that Chen Tianyang, also known as Cheng Shiwan, was An Daoru's student. However, with the death of Chen Tianyang, this rumor also disappeared.
"If Mr. An Daoru is the guarantor, then..." Director Jin's face changed drastically, and the confidence he had just felt collapsed in an instant: "This... Are you really Mr. An Daoru's student? Impossible, Mr. An Daoru has never admitted this."
What is An Daoru’s identity?
Now South Korea's Minister of Justice and Attorney General have both attended An Daoru's lectures. If you meet him, you have to be respectful to him because his seniority and seniority are so great.
In other words, only someone of An Daoru's status could make the Handao Group give in, which ultimately resulted in Chen Tianyang not being convicted.
Chen Tianyang remained silent and did not respond to this question.
"Damn you..." Director Jin was so angry when he saw Chen Tianyang's reaction, and he didn't have any solution at all.
What happened back then seems to be getting more and more bizarre now, making Director Jin less and less confident. If Chen Tianyang is really An Daoru's student, even the Han Dao Group, which hates him very much, will have to give him some face. What weight can he, a regional director of SRAA, have, not to mention that he already has a lot of leverage.
"What do you want to do?"
Chen Tianyang sighed: " How many times do I have to tell you that if it was for a revenge, I would come here to talk nonsense with you? I came here this time to ask you something."
"Huh?" Director Jin was stunned: "What?"
Chen Tianyang's expression slightly calmed down: "Civil aviation practitioners are not allowed to contact members of the Aviation Accident Committee privately. Don't you know this?"
"You..." After hearing this, Director Jin's face suddenly changed and he stood up immediately: "What do you mean?"
"Literally!" Chen Tianyang snorted, "Not only did you violate this regulation, but you also allowed direct stakeholders to contact members of the accident committee. Do you think you don't have enough evidence?"
Director Jin couldn't sit still anymore: "I don't know what you are talking about."
"Humph! You secretly colluded with Choi Sang-do of Korean Air and contacted people from the Aviation Accident Committee. Did you really think no one knew?"
"You...you..." Director Jin stuttered, "Don't spit blood on me!"
Chen Tianyang leaned back slightly, looking very calm: "The reason why you are helping Korean Air is simply because you think that Korean Air will be the leader in the domestic civil aviation market. Only by supporting them can you maximize your profits."
Director Jin subconsciously said, "Isn't it?"
As soon as these words came out, Director Jin's face changed. This sentence was wrong.
However, Chen Tianyang just smiled and did not pursue the matter that Director Jin had let slip.
"If Korean Air successfully acquires Asiana Airlines, it will naturally be the leader of South Korea's civil aviation for a long time to come. But what if the acquisition fails? Wouldn't you have made a wrong bet?"
Director Jin's face was gloomy. "Prosecutor Cheng, you haven't been in Korea for a long time, right? Isn't it a done deal for Korean Air to acquire Asiana Airlines? What other variables could there be?"
"Back then, you bet on the Handao Group. Did you think that you would always bet right?" Chen Tianyang pushed the paper file bag on the coffee table to Director Jin on the other side: "Take a look. You will know whether you bet right or not after you look at it."
Director Jin took the file bag with a frown and opened it. But in just a minute or two, Director Jin's expression changed like magic, from confusion to stiffness, and then to fear.
"No, no, no, it's impossible. How could this happen?" Director Jin threw the document on the coffee table and roared angrily, "You are lying to me!"
Chen Tianyang said nothing, just watched Director Jin calm down on his own.
After about half a minute, Director Jin's chest finally calmed down. He was silent for a moment, and asked in an extremely cold voice: "What do you want me to do?"
"Tell me, should you have for the Aviation Accident Committee for the Minjang air crash?"
Director Jin let out a long breath, as calm as a volcano that could erupt at any time: "Are you prepared?"
"Isn't this obvious?" Chen Tianyang shrugged. "Why, are you still planning to maintain your previous bet?"
"What if I don't agree?" Director Jin said coldly.
"There are some things I need to explain to you." Chen Tianyang laughed: "Don't think too highly of yourself. I originally had something to do in Japan, and I went back to Korea temporarily for this matter. It made me very tired."
"But you still came!"
Chen Tianyang smiled helplessly: "If the employees are tired, doesn't that make the boss more relaxed? However, the difference between your agreement and disapproval is the difference between making my boss more tired or more relaxed. Don't think of yourself as a key link."
As he spoke, Chen Tianyang looked at his watch and said, "We've talked about the past and explained the situation clearly. Let's make a decision quickly. I have a flight to catch."
This attitude really shows that Director Jin is completely ignored.
Director Jin was not sure whether Chen Tianyang was just pretending or if he was really not that important. He could only pretend to ask casually, "You have a boss, who is he?"
"It's better not to talk about it now, but you will be dealing with each other soon."
Director Jin frowned and said, "After so many years, you're actually playing dumb."
"That's about it. I'm in a hurry."
Director Jin's face turned red. He realized that Chen Tianyang really didn't care about his decision.
Director Jin hesitated for a moment and said, "If I tell you, then wouldn't it be equivalent to publicly revealing that I leaked it?"
It was Director Kim who arranged for Choi Sang-do to contact the Aviation Accident Committee. If he was caught, wouldn't it be Director Kim who leaked the information? Would Korean Air or Hando Group let him go?
"First of all, there is no necessary connection between the two. It's just that the probability is higher." Chen Tianyang raised his finger: "In addition, we will provide you with a whistleblower, and he will take the initiative to take this responsibility."
"Whistleblower, what do you mean? Who?" Director Jin could probably understand what Chen Tianyang meant, which was to find someone to take the blame for him.
Chen Tianyang did not hide it: "Park Seok-won, the president of Asiana Airlines."
This name made Director Jin stunned: "He is not afraid..."
However, Director Jin quickly stopped talking. Anyway, Park Seok-won already had a lot of grudges against Korean Air, and one more report was really nothing. But the key point was why did Park Seok-won do this?
Director Jin's facial features were squeezed together. "Park Seok-won may not care about Korean Air's feelings, but what about Asiana Airlines? Now Asiana Airlines is counting on Korean Air's acquisition, otherwise it will continue to rot. If he does this, won't the people of Asiana Airlines hate him to death?"
At the end, Director Jin seemed to come to his senses and asked in horror, "Is Park Seok-won your man?"
"Yes, but we are not confident enough." Chen Tianyang said with a smile: "So, this is a sign that he has completely cut ties with Asiana Airlines. It is a desperate attitude and a token of his loyalty!"
…
In front of the security checkpoint of the terminal building of Berlin International Airport, Kingfisher Airlines' marketing director looked helplessly at Xu Cang who was checking his documents.
After leaving the Alps by helicopter, Xu Cang immediately transferred to a flight directly to Berlin. His schedule was very urgent.
"Boss, don't be so anxious. You can stay here for a while longer. There are still many things to do." The marketing director had a bitter face and seemed reluctant to let Xu Cang leave.
Xu Cang had just dealt with the special situation of British Airways Flight 531, and then immediately rescued the 300 trapped people in the Alps. If he stayed in Europe and waited for public opinion to ferment, he would gain endless fame. As the new owner of Kingfisher Airlines, Kingfisher Airlines could also take advantage of the opportunity to get some popularity, which was very comfortable.
Previously, the marketing director had proposed this plan to Xu Cang, and Xu Cang had expressed his agreement. But he changed his mind at the last minute, and he couldn't stay for even a moment, and he was thinking about leaving.
Xu Cang checked his ID without even looking up: "I have something urgent to do. I can't stay."
"Is there an emergency?" The marketing director frowned. "But you asked me to book a flight to Tokyo, not to Hanjing or Shanghai."
Xu Cang raised his head: "You want me to report to you?"
The marketing director was stunned and quickly explained: "No, no, boss, you misunderstood, I was just talking casually."
The marketing director could sense that Xu Cang was very angry, so it would be better for him not to talk nonsense.
"Regarding the matter of British Airways 531 and the Alps, you stay in Europe to sort out the final details. Once it's settled, go to China and sort out the allocation of air transport capacity," Xu Cang instructed.
After confirming the documents were correct, Xu Cang rubbed his eyes. He was really tired. He had originally planned to rest for a few days after the Alps trip and stay in Europe to cooperate with the promotional activities, but now it seems that this is not possible.
After transferring in Berlin and making a short stop, Xu Cang flew for ten hours to Tokyo. All he wanted was to have a good sleep on the plane.
The marketing director hummed: "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Xu Cang nodded: "Let's go!"
However, just as Xu Cang turned around, he saw two familiar faces walking towards him from the corner of his eye. They were Rolls-Royce's CEO Alandi and chief engineer Jonathan.
"Xu Cang!" Jonathan shouted to Xu Cang from a distance and waved.
Xu Cang looked at his watch and saw that he still had plenty of time, so he temporarily gave up on going through security check: "Are you coming to see me off?"
The two men came closer, and Alandi said with a smile: "Since you saved my life, it is only natural for me to see you off. I didn't expect you to leave so quickly, and I was planning to entertain you."
"No need for this." Xu Cang said with a smile: "I'm not used to the food here."
"Hosting... is more than just food." Alandi smiled a smile that all men understand.
Xu Cang's expression froze and he did not respond to this sentence.
Seeing Xu Cang's lack of reaction, Alandi was somewhat speechless: "Are your personal morals really as high as you appear to be?"
"If these are just your farewell words, then I got it." Xu Cang nodded slightly at Alandi and Jonathan and prepared to go for security check.
However, before he turned around, Alandi called Xu Cang: "Xu Cang, don't be so anxious. I have good news for you. Take a look."
"Hmm?" Xu Cang looked down and found that Alandi handed him a document. He took it and looked at it, and his eyes lit up immediately: "Extension of the distribution rights and the cooperation agreement of the engine repair factory?"
Alandi clapped his hands: "Yes, how about this farewell gift?"
"A farewell gift?" Xu Cang didn't quite understand what Alandi meant. "If I remember correctly, it was the reward for excluding PW4000-112 from the Boeing 787 project? There's no sign of this happening yet, and you've already handed over the reward?"
Not long ago, Rolls-Royce was surprised and angry when it was learned that one of the power options for Boeing 787 was PW4000-112. Jonathan once said that if PW4000-112 could be excluded from the Boeing 787 project, Xu Cang's distribution rights for the Trent series engines in the Asia-Pacific region could be extended, and he was willing to cooperate with Xu Cang in engine maintenance.
This was definitely a very good offer, but Xu Cang also felt it was difficult at the time and did not agree. However, after the British Airways Flight 531 incident, Xu Cang remembered some things and thought that this matter was feasible, so he proposed the relevant cooperation with Rolls-Royce.
This was just an intention. After all, Xu Cang would have to wait for some time before it could be implemented. But what Xu Cang did not expect was that before he could do anything, Luo Luo had already handed over the reward with both hands. This was unreasonable.
"Didn't you say that PW4000-112 can be excluded from the Boeing 787 project?" Alandi said with a smile.
"I said it, aren't you afraid that I won't be able to do it in the end?"
Alandi waved his hand: "If you say yes, then yes."
"I..." Xu Cang didn't know how to answer this question. Any normal person would not do such an exaggerated thing.
It’s not that Xu Cang doesn’t believe in the truth, goodness and beauty between people, but that Xu Cang himself is not sure that he can get things done.
"There's nothing to hesitate about." Ailandi put his hands behind his back, and his attitude did not seem to be reluctant at all: "Okay, let's do this. Or is it that you, Xu Cang, have such a big appetite that you no longer care about this reward?"
Xu Cang was not carried away by joy: "There is no free lunch in the world. You are making it difficult for me."
Alandi put away his smile and said to Xu Cang in a very sincere tone: "Don't be embarrassed, just remember that we are friends."
"Friend..." Xu Cang could understand Alandi's meaning to some extent. The reason for the advance payment was not for any other reason but to establish a good relationship with Xu Cang. It was a forward-looking investment. However, from an investment perspective, the risk and intensity of this investment were a bit too high.
"Yes, friend!" Alandi confirmed.
Although Xu Cang is not in such a predicament now, this gift from Rolls-Royce is enough to provide Xu Cang with a long-term profit source in the early stage of his career. You should know that there is no Trent series engine maintenance factory in China, and all Trent engines with problems or engines for routine maintenance have to be sent abroad, which is very expensive.
If a Trent system engine maintenance plant is built in China, the business will definitely be endless, just like the previous aviation material business, because of its scarcity, it is basically making money without doing anything. And unlike the aviation material business, when it comes to aircraft engines, it is not a small amount of money, and the cash flow is very large.
In addition, Xu Cang has obtained the distribution rights of the Trent series engines in the Asia-Pacific region .
They buy engines from me and they also repair engines from me. I have it all in one place, and the profit margin is exploding.
Xu Cang said seriously: "Are you gambling on the future? Or are you being a little careless?"
"No, we were too cautious." Alandi shook his head and looked at Jonathan: "Jonathan proposed to cooperate deeply with you earlier, but I didn't know you well enough at that time, which delayed the decision. Now I regret it."
To be honest, after British Airways 531 and the trip to the Alps, Xu Cang has become a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss, unstoppable. The effect of the gift at this time is far less than before. Alandi is not lying, he really regrets it.
"I'll keep this in mind." Xu Cang did not return the agreement, nor did he make any promises. He just said this simply.
However, Alandi did not need Xu Cang to make any promises. As long as Xu Cang was willing to accept the agreement, some things did not need to be made too clear.
"Due to the time constraints, some details in the agreement are not written in too much detail. For example, where to build the factory and how to allocate personnel." Alandi smiled and said, "However, the choice of the factory site is led by you. As for the allocation of personnel, half of them must be our personnel at the beginning, in order to ensure quality. However, we guarantee to reduce at least 15% every year, and withdraw all of them within three to four years. At the same time, your personnel are allowed to supplement the personnel. In addition, if there are no problems after our assessment, we will officially authorize you, so that after you are proficient enough, you can perform engine maintenance alone without the participation of our personnel. Finally, the salary and subsidies of the expatriates can also be discussed, but I can assure you here that it will never be outrageous."
Having said that, at least compared to the Airbus assembly plant in Tianjin, the cooperation agreement with Rolls-Royce's engine maintenance factory is extremely conscientious.
Xu Cang nodded: "I accept this favor."
Alandi nodded. "By the way, I have a friend who is also trapped in the manor. He originally wanted to meet you, but he didn't expect you to leave so suddenly. If you come here next time, let me know and I will arrange a gathering."
"Who? I don't know him, right?" Xu Cang didn't intend to refuse. Alandi gave such a big gift, so he could agree to such a small thing.
"Carlos Nestor." Alandi said, "You probably don't know him. He makes photolithography machines."
Xu Cang was startled: "Photolithography machine?"
…
At the same time, in the president's office at Boeing's North American headquarters, Boeing President Lance Tamir looked at Warrick, head of Airbus North America, with some annoyance: "How many times have I told you that we at Boeing will not get involved in your affairs with Bombardier? Don't you understand?"
People from Airbus rarely appear at Boeing's headquarters, but in recent times, Warrick, the head of Airbus North America, has been running to Boeing's headquarters every few days, for no other reason than to get Boeing to join in sanctioning Bombardier.
However, Boeing and Bombardier are not as eager as Airbus to compete in the market.
Of course, in terms of the number of seats, there is some overlap between Bombardier's CS300 and Boeing's 737-700. However, due to the control system and design concept, the competition between Boeing and Bombardier's CS300 is not very fierce.
Airlines have strong inertia in aircraft selection. If they choose Boeing at the beginning, they are likely to continue to choose Boeing. And because there are many differences in the internals, if they have to choose only one, companies that choose Boeing aircraft will basically not switch to Airbus, and vice versa.
However, the CS300 aircraft of Airbus and Bombardier have too many similarities, and the switching cost between the two models is not high, so the inertia in the choice of this model is not that great. As a result, Airbus is of course anxious.
Although Airbus COO Ronnie Kwiat looked down on Bombardier, Bombardier is still the world's third largest aircraft manufacturer, and it is not an insignificant small company. If Airbus can get Boeing on board, then it will naturally pay less in terms of sanctions.
"Mr. Tamir, the CS300 aircraft not only has an impact on our A319 model, but also on your 737-700 model. We have common interests in this matter, so why not join forces?" Warrick said anxiously.
Lance Tamir laughed. "Whether there is an impact or not is not decided by you Airbus, but by our marketing department. Besides, you have already brought in Pratt & Whitney, do you need us Boeing to help?"
Lance Tamir is clearly trying to disgust Airbus. The CS300 will definitely have an impact on Boeing, but not as much as Airbus. Boeing is just thinking that Airbus will waste its energy on the fight with Bombardier, and Boeing can just watch the show. Anyway, it is not Boeing that is anxious.
"Mr. Tamil, this is very obvious. The CS300 is in direct competition with the 737-700..."
"You can't say that!" Lance Tamir laughed: "Why do I feel like there is no competition? This is between you and Bombardier..."
Lance Tamir hadn't finished speaking when his cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was the number of the marketing director. He didn't think much about it and answered it with a smile: "What's the matter?"
"Lance, Delta Air Lines just canceled their order for seventy of our 737-700s." The marketing director's cold voice came over the phone.
Lance Tamir was stunned: "How could this happen? What's the reason?"
The marketing director said coldly: "According to the information I received, Delta Airlines is going to convert the 70 737-700s originally planned to purchase into 70 CS300 aircraft."
Warrick was still anxious about how to convince the Boeing president. Seeing Lance answering the phone, he thought about organizing his words in this short interval. However, what he didn't expect was that Lance's face turned cold quickly, and finally he stood up, slammed the table, and roared: "Bombardier, you are looking for death!"