Bang!
With a loud knocking sound, half of the coffee cup in Lance Tamir's hand was shaken and fell off. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and dodged it, otherwise, half of his clothes would have been splashed with water.
Lance Tamir shook the coffee in his right hand and looked speechless: "Is there a gunfight in the World Trade Center? What's the loud noise?"
Just now, Lance Tamir had been attending the mediation meeting somewhat bored.
He came here with a preconceived position and had never thought about reconciliation, so he naturally didn't listen carefully to what Ferris Hayes and the Bombardier representative were saying. After a long time, he was a little absent-minded, and suddenly there was a loud noise, which really scared Lance Tamir.
The trade committee representative interrupted the meeting, slightly embarrassed: "It's been renovating recently, so it's been a bit noisy."
"You call this louder?" Lance Tamir was quite annoyed. The sound just now felt like a gunshot in his ear, otherwise his reaction would not have been so big.
Taking the tissue handed over by Freese Hayes and wiping the coffee off his hands, Lance Tamir's already limited patience became even more exhausted: "Luke, you know what I mean. Since the result is doomed, why not end this meeting?"
Lance Tamir spread his hands: "This is so boring."
Luke Seely, the representative of the Trade Committee who chaired the meeting, nodded in agreement: "Lance, this is not something I can decide. The higher-ups asked me to host a 'frank' exchange for at least two hours..."
Luke Seely looked at his watch and said, "It's not even halfway through yet. Wait a minute."
"Two hours?" Lance Tamir's face turned green. The American latte, which had almost lost its bitterness, now tasted extremely bitter. He was fed up with this boring process.
However, compared to Lance Tamir's aversion to the meeting, the ones who were truly angry and excited were probably the representatives of Bombardier.
This was supposed to be a mediation meeting, but the Boeing president and the trade commission representative pointed out how boring the mediation meeting was and ignored Bombardier.
"Mr. Tamir, regarding the Delta Air Lines issue, we have no intention of competing with Boeing for the order. This is a unilateral choice by Delta Air Lines." Although the Bombardier representative was furious, he still suppressed his anger and said in a calm tone: "There is no direct conflict between our CS300 aircraft and the Boeing 737 aircraft in terms of market positioning. The Delta Air Lines order issue is just a misunderstanding..."
"Misunderstanding? Can an order for 75 aircraft be explained away by just one misunderstanding?" Lance Tamir was so angry that he laughed: "You gave Delta such a big price discount, don't you just want to get a share of the American market in the future?"
The Bombardier representative took a breath and said, "Mr. Tamir, our financial situation is not very good, so we are at a disadvantage in the negotiation with Delta, which is why we pushed the price so low."
Then, the Bombardier representative turned to Luke Seely and said, "Mr. Seely, we did not intentionally set the price below the cost line. There may be some misunderstanding."
"Hey, this is also a misunderstanding, right?" Luke Seely was the host, but he was just doing it to get the job done. He was more like a spectator. Bombardier had nothing to do with the US Trade Commission, so there was no need to be biased. Boeing was different, it was a legitimate American company with a long history, and all kinds of interests were intertwined.
Not to mention that Boeing is right, even if it is not right, they can still make a fuss about right and wrong. What's more, there is solid evidence that Bombardier is dumping, so why do we still need to consider Bombardier's feelings?
Hearing the sarcasm in Luke Seely's words, the Bombardier representative's face turned pale. He had realized that neither Boeing nor the Trade Commission was on Bombardier's side, and even this so-called mediation meeting was just a formality.
"Well, since Boeing has no intention of reconciliation, the Trade Commission will rule that the contract between Bombardier and Delta is invalid." Luke Seely clapped his hands, not even willing to pretend, and looked at the Bombardier representative: "Do you have anything else to add?"
Also add a hammer!
The Bombardier representative's chest heaved rapidly. He had anticipated that the mediation would be difficult, but he had not expected Boeing and the Trade Commission to be so arrogant.
Seeing that the Bombardier representative was too angry to speak, Luke Seely continued, "At the same time, according to federal trade regulations, in view of your dumping behavior, Bombardier and American companies' exports will be subject to a 500% tariff increase in the next three years. If there is no bad record within three years, you can apply to cancel the additional tariff. In addition, all export trade must be strictly reviewed by the Trade Commission, and we have the right to terminate the trade contract."
Given Bombardier's current half-dead state, a 500% tariff would be a death sentence for it. Moreover, now that it has been targeted by the Trade Commission, it is like being put on a collar. Even if it doesn't care about the tariff, the Trade Commission can still control Bombardier at no cost.
This is a dead end!
Seeing that the Bombardier representative remained silent, Luke Seely was very satisfied: "Then it's decided."
The representative of Bombardier had a gloomy face. He no longer had any objection to the Trade Commission's decision. This was a done deal and could not be changed. In contrast, there was one thing that concerned him a lot. Bombardier wanted to die with a clear conscience.
"Mr. Tamir, there is one thing we don't understand. No country in the world would link aircraft trade with dumping. But what prompted Boeing to report it to the Trade Commission?"
As far as the Bombardier representative can remember, no country has ever conducted a dumping investigation on the trade of large passenger aircraft. This is also an important reason why Bombardier is taking chances.
He no longer had any illusions about the Trade Commission's decision and only hoped to die with a clear conscience.
"Logically, I shouldn't have told you this, but since you're already at a dead end, it doesn't make any difference." Lance Tamir said with a smile, "You're right. The trade of large passenger aircraft rarely triggers dumping investigations. Although I would like to attribute this wonderful technique to my own thinking, it's not true. We were also reminded of this by others."
Luke Seely was a little interested: "If you hadn't asked us to do so, we would never have investigated their trade. Who is it that has such a vicious vision?"
Lance Tamir looked at the Bombardier representative and said, "Have you ever thought about who you have offended recently?"
“Who did you offend?” The Bombardier representative blurted out: “Airbus?”
This was an answer so deeply rooted in the soul that it was almost a conditioned reflex for Bombardier.
"It's an easy answer to think of, but unfortunately it's not the right answer."
"Not Airbus?" This surprised the Bombardier representative.
Such a brilliant entry point is surely not something that can be thought of by one person. It is most likely the result of the wisdom of a group. Airbus perfectly meets this condition.
Apart from Airbus, Bombardier should not have offended any giant interest groups, right?
This made the Bombardier representative quite confused.
Suddenly, a young figure flashed through the mind of the Bombardier representative, and he almost instinctively whispered a name: "Xu Cang!?"
Lance Tamir clapped his hands, looking very interested: "Bingo! To be honest, I'm also curious about how you pissed him off. He really wants you to die."
The Bombardier representative looked pale. He was the one who was responsible for connecting with Xu Cang in Europe, and the two sides even reached a preliminary agreement.
There is no disagreement between the two parties on the profit sharing of the CS300 aircraft.
However, he later had a conflict with Xu Cang over the investment in Bombardier.
At that time, the CS300 aircraft withstood the test, making the aircraft famous, and the original few orders increased a lot. It was also during this time that Delta Air Lines came up with the idea of ​​converting a large order of 75 aircraft from 737 to CS300.
The sudden rise has made Bombardier extremely optimistic about the future, and it has even fantasized about becoming the third giant on par with Boeing and Airbus.
Based on this optimistic outlook, Bombardier was obviously unwilling to distribute its shares, so it came up with the idea of ​​increasing Xu Cang's profit share in the CS300 aircraft in exchange for Xu Cang not investing in Bombardier.
However, this action directly angered Xu Cang. The profit sharing of the CS300 aircraft was just a bonus for him. What Xu Cang really wanted was the control of Bombardier.
That day, in a room in Obiro Manor, Xu Cang and Bombardier had a complete falling out. Even to this day, Bombardier representatives can still remember Xu Cang's expression that was like the cold winter.
At that moment, Xu Cang said that he would completely destroy Bombardier, and after turning Bombardier into a ruin, he would take over again.
Originally he thought Xu Cang was just speaking in anger, but he didn't expect that all this was slowly becoming a reality.
If that's the case, the fact that AVIC and Bombardier have been estranged from each other for a long time may also be due to Xu Cang.
"Damn it." The Bombardier representative cursed softly, then he looked up at Lance Tamir and pleaded in his last struggling tone: "Mr. Tamir, our presence can help Boeing hold back Airbus. We are valuable."
Lance Tamir almost burst into tears when he heard this. "Who are you to hold back Airbus? The CS300 just happened to coincide with the launch of the Airbus 319, which made Airbus feel sick. They are in the middle of the situation and seem too anxious, so their reaction is naturally more intense. But in fact, as an outsider, you can never grow into a real threat to Airbus."
"As long as we give us some time, it's not a bad idea."
"No, no, no, why are you so unrealistic about your positioning?" Lance Tamir smiled contemptuously, "Don't you know that when Airbus was first established, Europe subsidized it for more than twelve years, and that was on the premise that Airbus had its own domestic market. What do you have, Bombardier? Your government can provide large financial subsidies for more than a decade, and your country's domestic market can provide a basic market size for internal circulation. Do you really think that when you develop to a certain scale, Airbus or we will turn a deaf ear to it?"
Three consecutive questions confused the Bombardier representative, and that was the problem with the soil.
The whole of Europe gave birth to Airbus, and the United States developed Boeing. In comparison, Canada is too small and it is impossible for it to become the soil that nourishes Bombardier.
The domestic market is not the upper limit, but the lower limit. Just like now, the US market is blocked, the European market is limited, and the Asian market situation is not good. At this time, the demand in the domestic market can at least keep Bombardier alive.
However, Canada just can't do that.
"If there is a third giant aircraft manufacturer in the future, it will definitely be in East Asia. You are just passers-by in history, and you are still dreaming about something unrealistic." Lance Tamir sneered, "You are just dust in the end. It is ridiculous to offend a rising star because of you."
The Bombardier representative was stunned on the spot, as if he had lost his soul and whispered softly: "He is just one person."
Lance Tamir glanced at him with disdain: "Now he is not alone."
At this moment, Ferris Hayes, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said, "Lance, is the World Trade Center on the fifth side of the New York Airport?"
"What? How is it possible, World Trade Center..." Lance Tamir turned his head and saw Freese Hayes staring out the floor-to-ceiling window of the conference room, as if something was attracting his attention.
The Bombardier representative was sitting opposite Lance Tamir, so he didn't even need to turn around. He could see the view outside the window just by looking up. However, when he looked out, his eyes widened: "How is this possible?"
Lance Tamir turned and looked in the direction his friend was looking, and saw a large passenger plane flying at a very low altitude in the sky not far away. Lance Tamir could even see the airline's logo on the fuselage.
"767?" Lance Tamir was very familiar with this plane. It was the Boeing 767 passenger plane. "Why is it so low?"
Lance Tamir asked that soul-searching question.
Not to mention, the World Trade Center is not on the fifth side of any runway. Even if it is on the fifth side, given the height of the World Trade Center, it is already a prominent obstacle. Sufficient vertical separation must be maintained. It is impossible for the height separation to be so small as can be seen visually.
"No, it's not approaching." Lance Tamir suddenly realized a terrifying possibility: "It's coming towards us."
…
On flight WN3102, Xu Cang accidentally opened his eyes from his sleep. What came into his sight was not the dim cabin, nor anything normal, but a burly man pointing a gun at him. The black muzzle of the gun exuded the breath of death.
The gunman was probably surprised by Xu Cang's sudden awakening. He raised his eyebrows and said something with a hint of pity: "I want to say hello to you on behalf of Mr. Harry Wei, Mr. Xu Cang."
Xu Cang had just woken up from sleep and his brain was a little stuck. The man stopped talking nonsense and pulled the trigger when Xu Cang was completely awake and understood the current situation.
At this moment, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Xu Cang's head, with a distance of less than 60 centimeters. There was no possibility of missing at this distance.
Just when Xu Cang was about to be shot in the head, the originally stable plane suddenly shook violently.
The turbulence came at the right time. At that time, the man was not holding on to the nearby seat with his hands, and his body was not fixed. As soon as the plane shook violently, he staggered. The bullet that was originally intended to hit him directly grazed Xu Cang's face and hit the back of the seat.
The sound was so loud, and the cabin was so closed, the gunshots echoed continuously and lasted for a long time.
Xu Cang had only heard the sound of gunfire in movies and TV shows before, and the feeling was not strong. When he really heard the gunfire up close, Xu Cang felt that his eardrums were about to burst, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all shaken upside down. It was as if there was a swarm of bees flying around in his head, buzzing, and then there was a strong feeling of nausea rising from his chest.
The first burst of gunfire had not yet faded away when sharp screams could be heard one after another from the crew workroom in the rear cabin. They were the voices of the crew members in the rear cabin.
If the previous gunshots shocked Xu Cang, then the terrified screams of the flight attendants in the rear cabin were like a sharp spike that almost pierced Xu Cang's temple.
However, the flight attendant's shout completely dispelled Xu Cang's remaining sleepiness.
When the gunman failed to hit the target, he immediately raised his gun again. However, the turbulence on the plane continued and the turbulence became even more severe. The man instinctively reached for the seat next to him to steady himself.
However, this was a step too late.
Xu Cang always wore a belt, which kept his body fixed, so he could react faster.
However, at this moment, Xu Cang was more than an arm's length away from the man. So, Xu Cang unbuckled the safety belt on his left side, stood up, and stepped forward to shorten the distance between him and the man.
It took the man only a moment to steady his body, and as soon as he had steadied himself, he raised his gun and was about to shoot.
Ordinary people would either dodge or get close to grab the gun at this time. However, the space in the cabin was narrow at the moment, and there was no room for evasion, and the huge difference in physical strength between the two men almost indicated that Xu Cang could not grab the pistol in a very short time.
Xu Cang had not received any fighting training, and at this extremely critical moment, he relied entirely on instinctive reaction.
It is said that Xu Cang is a person who is born with knowledge. He has learned the flying skills without any teacher. However, at the critical moment of life and death, even if it is not in the field of flying, Xu Cang can make the most correct choice in a split second.
Unable to dodge or rob, Xu Cang immediately reached out with both hands and grabbed the man's right hand holding the gun. As soon as he made contact, Xu Cang felt like he was holding steel, and the difference in strength was staggering.
However, Xu Cang did not act recklessly, but instead pushed up with both hands. Even though the man was strong, he was caught off guard and his right hand was still pushed up by Xu Cang.
This is a commonly used technique when facing a close-range gunman. It is not pushing down or moving to the side, but lifting up.
"Xu Cang!" Xia Shuyue unbuckled her seat belt and after experiencing the initial panic, she immediately stood up to help.
However, after Xu Cang realized what Xia Shuyue was doing, he suddenly shouted, "Don't come over here, lower your head!"
Don't think that Xu Cang can now push the man's hands up, that is two hands against one hand, and Xu Cang's arms are straight, that is supported, occupying a great advantage. Even so, Xu Cang still feels extremely strenuous.
Although Xu Cang anticipated the huge gap in power between the two sides, when it came to comparing power, the gap was too terrifying.
The man couldn't hold down his right hand for the moment, but if he moved it horizontally, instead of pressing it down, he tilted it to the side and shot, Xu Cang would not be able to control it at all.
In this situation, if Xia Shuyue or Richard came forward to help, the man could shoot without any hindrance at any time.
"Mr. Xu Cang, you are really bothering me!"
The man clearly had other ways to break free from Xu Cang's control, but he just didn't. He suddenly exerted force on his right arm, his muscles stretched, and the tremendous power poured down. Xu Cang only felt his arms trembling, and he couldn't hold on any longer.
In front of the man, Xu Cang was as fragile as a bean sprout.
Due to excessive force, Xu Cang's eyes were red and the bloodshot in them almost burst. But even so, he could only watch the man's right hand holding the gun slowly fall down, and in a moment, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Xu Cang's forehead again.
The man showed a ferocious smile: "You changed the plan at the last minute, which cost us a lot of effort, Mr. Xu Cang."
At first, Xu Cang planned to go to Hokkaido soon. For this purpose, Nicholas Halliway even bought a small airport and a commuter aircraft company. However, Xu Cang suddenly changed his plan and went to the United States, and his previous efforts were wasted.
However, considering Nicholas Halliway's financial resources, this amount of money was nothing.
It’s just that Xu Cang changed his plan too suddenly, so the plan made by Nicholas Halliway was not so perfect, at least that’s what he thought.
However, despite the many loopholes, the result appears to be the same.
Seeing that the muzzle of the gun was almost reaching Xu Cang's head, Xia Shuyue was almost unable to control herself. She understood the danger she was in, but she couldn't just sit there and watch.
At this moment, Xu Cang's beast-like nature hidden in his heart was revealed.
Even ants try to survive and are on the verge of death, so how can Xu Cang go to death without any resistance?
Xu Cang's teeth were almost bleeding. He took a deep breath , withdrew his right hand, and his remaining left hand not only stopped holding on, but moved it to the lower left.
With this change, the man originally tried hard to move down to resist Xu Cang's upward force, but Xu Cang suddenly released the force and even pulled him down. The man couldn't react in time, and under the strong inertia, his right hand fell rapidly and went straight over Xu Cang's face.
However, the man reacted quickly. He did not lose his balance because of Xu Cang's move. Instead, he stepped forward with his right foot to stabilize his body, and then pulled the trigger. As the second gunshot rang out, blood splattered, and Xu Cang's left shoulder blade was shot directly through.
This was the result of Xu Cang deliberately moving to the lower left. If he had thought a little less and just moved straight downwards, the shot just now would have directly blown Xu Cang's neck.
At this moment, if Xu Cang was not careful, he would die.
The pain in his left shoulder was like a burning flame, which made Xu Cang pale and his lips tremble. Some people would retreat in pain, while others would become more crazy in pain.
Xu Cang risked having his left shoulder blade shot through, causing the man to stagger slightly. The next half moment it was Xu Cang's turn.
He had thought about kicking the man in the crotch for a moment, but Xu Cang's left side was almost numb due to the pain, and he would lose his balance if he kicked. At the same time, he remembered that his cell phone was on the small dining table behind him, which was the only hard object he could grab.
Thinking is just a matter of thought!
Before the gunshots faded, Xu Cang reached back with his right hand, which he had withdrawn from the beginning, and grabbed the mobile phone on the dining table. As his left shoulder was shot through, Xu Cang twisted his waist and, using almost all his strength, smashed the sharp corner of the mobile phone towards the man's eyes.
No matter who it is, the eyes are the most vulnerable. Once hit, the man will lose his combat effectiveness in a short period of time.
Even if Xu Cang was injured, with the help of Richard and Xia Shuyue, he would still be able to subdue the man.
Such a change happened so quickly that even the battle-hardened gunman was caught off guard.
How could he have imagined that the seemingly gentle Xu Cang would be so ferocious when he went crazy. He took a bullet just to gain the upper hand. He was truly a complete madman.
Xu Cang's eyes were red. The man was unable to defend himself in time, and his right hand had already fallen down. The situation was instantly reversed.
Seeing that the phone was about to fall, suddenly in mid-air, sparks flew out of the phone without warning, and the sparks splashed onto the skin of Xu Cang's right hand. Xu Cang had never expected this to happen, and the strong burning sensation prompted Xu Cang to reflexively drop the phone.
As soon as the phone hit the ground, white smoke began to come out, as if it was about to spontaneously combust.
This was the result that no one had expected. Even for the man with the gun, the situation turned so fast that his mood was like a roller coaster. If the blow just now had come down, he would have been in great danger.
To be honest, he didn't know why the phone suddenly caught fire, but this accident was good for him after all!
At this moment, Xu Cang lost his only chance. Even without the pistol, the man's terrifying strength was enough to take care of Xu Cang and the other two.
"Mr. Xu Cang, I won in the end." The man's face showed even more regret, as if he couldn't bear to break a fine work of art.
However, this time the man was determined to kill Xu Cang with one blow.
But just as he moved, the man's body suddenly convulsed, and then he covered his chest, his face instantly lost color, and cold sweat ran down his face in intense pain. In a short while, the man in front of him, who was still carrying the terrifying pressure, was kneeling on the floor in pain, his back hunched, like a cooked shrimp.
At this moment, the curtain of the front cabin workroom was finally drawn open, revealing the figure of the chief flight attendant.
When the flight attendant saw everything in the first-class cabin, he was stunned at first, and then he noticed the pistol that fell beside the man.
Xu Cang originally thought that he was doomed after losing the opportunity, but he didn't expect the situation to take twists and turns and he somehow took the initiative again.
However, after seeing the expression of the flight attendant, Xu Cang was stunned for a moment and immediately thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.
Without saying a word, Xu Cang rushed out dragging his injured body.
After the initial shock, the flight attendant's first thought was to grab the gun, but her reaction was slow and the distance was far away, so as soon as she moved, Xu Cang had already snatched the pistol in his hands.
After getting the gun, Xu Cang pointed it directly at the flight attendant: "Are you in the same group?!"
…
In the cockpit, after the second gunshot, the captain's face was filled with fear and excitement, and he immediately turned the angle of the surveillance camera. However, the cockpit surveillance screen only covered the front cabin workroom and could not see the situation in the cabin at all.
The captain glanced at the vibration value of engine No. 1. At this time, the vibration value of engine No. 2 was still at three, and seemed to have stabilized.
"You watch over here!" The captain couldn't wait to unbuckle his seat belt and told the co-pilot, "Remember, you must fly on the planned route and cannot deviate."
The co-pilot asked quietly, "Captain, why can't we deviate?"
The captain glared at the co-pilot fiercely and said, "We have to parachute at the designated location. There will be a boat there to rescue us. If we deviate from the course and fall into the sea, who will rescue you? If the plane deviates slightly, the distance will be much different. Don't you understand?"
The plane was flying too fast. If it deviated slightly for a few minutes, it would be far away from the designated area.
"But I don't know how to parachute," the co-pilot said worriedly.
"That's automatic, idiot, and there's sea and water below." At this point, the captain completely unbuckled his seat belt, unfastened his seat, stood up, and gave his final warning: "Remember, don't deviate!"
Immediately, the captain left his seat. He was so excited that he didn't even look through the peephole at the cabin. He just opened the door and asked, "Is it over?"
However, when he saw everything in the cabin clearly, he was stunned.
The white man who was as strong as a tiger or bear was seen curled up on the floor with his hands covering his chest. Half of Xu Cang's body was soaked in blood, but he was holding a gun in his right hand, with the muzzle pointing directly at the flight attendant.
Xu Cang didn't expect the cockpit door to suddenly open, but he soon understood everything and grinned: "You too, all the crew members on the plane are in cahoots with him!?"
As soon as the captain's eyes met Xu Cang's stern gaze, his heart suddenly contracted and he immediately wanted to close the cockpit door.
However, just as he had this thought, his hand moved slightly. Xu Cang immediately turned the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the captain: "You dare to close the door?"
The muscles on the captain's face froze. Facing the black muzzle of the gun, he didn't dare to try whether he closed the door faster or the bullet was faster. He only had one life to live.
"I'm just doing this for money. This has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me." The captain raised his hands. He did it for the money, not for the life.
But at this moment, the white man who had been twitching and convulsing for unknown reasons just now let out a sinister laugh, but the voice was full of weakness: "Mr. Xu Cang, there are only two bullets in the gun!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the field was stunned.
There were two gunshots just now, which means there are no bullets in the gun now.
At this moment, an angry and anxious roar from the cockpit came from the controller: "WN3102, there is a serious ionizing radiation area ahead, please turn left immediately 060, please turn left immediately to 060."
Before this, the captain had turned off the VHF part 1 and could not hear the controller’s voice for a while.
However, the controller, in his anxiety, called WN3102 directly on the second VHF 121.5 emergency frequency, but the captain did not turn off the second VHF!
The controller was obviously very anxious and couldn't control the volume, it was extremely loud.
Through the speakers in the cockpit, the controller's voice covered almost half of the front cabin.
"Ionizing radiation zone!?"
A thought suddenly flashed through Xu Cang's mind. On the way to the hearing this morning, the car radio broadcast mentioned that there would be a very strong solar storm in the near future. If this is the case, then the cell phone that just caught fire inexplicably, and the sudden chest pain of the white man...
"That is..." Almost at the moment when Xu Cang's murmur fell, without any warning, the cabin that originally had some lights on suddenly fell into darkness.
The plane lost power!
The sudden power outage caused chaos on the plane, but soon the light came back.
Through the porthole, streams of soft red light shone through, making the cabin look as eerie as a sea of ​​blood.
Moreover, the light was not constant, but fluctuated like running water, as if it had life.
Xu Cang's heart suddenly tightened: "Is that... the Aurora?"
Then, Xu Cang's nostrils twitched slightly, and a hint of fear flashed across his face.
Because he smelled... a burnt smell!