It was already early morning when I got in the car arranged by Mai Fei.
Everyone in UAAG did not go to the Maifei factory immediately, but went to the hotel first.
In the car, even Su Fei could see that Uncle Zhuo seemed to be in a bad mood. In fact, Zhuo Huan didn't seem to be in a good mood every day, but his complexion was particularly bad today, especially after Lina said that sentence.
Su Fei asked cautiously: "Lina, does RIP have a bad relationship with his family?"
Zhuo Huan was very reluctant to talk about coming to Los Angeles at the beginning. If Mr. Renner, the chief designer of McFly, hadn't called him personally, there is no doubt that he would never have come here. Now that the news of his arrival in Los Angeles is known by his family, this is the reaction again.
Fu Cheng quietly glanced at the man beside him.
Zhuo Huan folded his arms, tilted his head back, and rested on the back seat of the car with his eyes closed. Su Fei's voice was extremely low, but the carriage is so big, it must have fallen into this man's ears. He acted as if he had never heard of it, and did not express any opinion.
Lina glanced at Zhuo Huan, and replied with a smile: "What do you think?"
Su Fei was at a loss.
After getting out of the car, the old Joseph patted the punk boy's head speechlessly, and said, "Did your brain contribute to your IQ? Dear Fly, think about it with your brain, since Reid's home is Los Angeles, Then he will go to the hotel with us now, instead of going home directly... Do you think this family relationship can be good?"
Su Fei: "..."
"Is there a bad relationship between Mr. Zhuo and his father?" Fu Cheng said.
Uncle Zhuo had already put his hands in his pockets, stepped into the hotel gate with a big stride, and didn't plan to say a word to his companion at all.
Regarding Fucheng's question, Su Fei and Old Joseph were also very curious and looked at Lina.
Lina frowned and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "It shouldn't be bad. Uncle Patrick is a very interesting person. He never gets angry. At least I haven't seen him angry since I was a child. He... um …and if you see him one day, I think you'll understand that he's a real gentleman, in every sense of the word."
A 20-hour flight across sixteen time zones.
After resting in the hotel for a day, after jet lag, on the morning of the third day, Maifei sent a car to the hotel entrance to pick up everyone to the Maifei factory in Burbank.
They were greeted by a middle-aged man in a suit with a smile on his face. The crisp light-colored suit is neatly ironed, and the blonde hair is brushed back with hairspray, but the volume is very thin. He waited for everyone at the first gate, and when he saw Zhuo Huan, he bent down and smiled, "Mr. Patrick."
Then, he introduced himself: "Good morning, colleagues from UAAG. I am Johnny Berkeley from McFly's public relations department. Next, I will take you into the factory." After the words fell, he took out his work ID and swiped open Passed the first level of access control.
Everyone drove forward, passed three more gate cards, and finally arrived at a tall and spacious factory building with a reddish-brown roof.
Zhuo Huan raised his eyebrows: "At E3?"
Johnny nodded and said enthusiastically: "Yes, most of McFly's F475neo reconstruction plans are rebuilt in the E3 workshop."
For Zhuo Huan, this place is like the palm of his hand.
Most of Maifei's civil aviation airliners are designed and studied here.
A design team of thousands of people studied each aircraft in Burbank, and they spent more than ten or twenty years designing it. Eventually, the first test aircraft were built here. After hundreds of successful flights, the aircraft will be put into McFly's aircraft manufacturing plant in the southern United States for mass production.
McFly's Berkeley factory is the cradle of all McFly aircrafts.
After entering the factory, what I saw was a tall McFly F475.
Before Zhuo Huan said that F475 is a medium-sized airliner, which is compared with F485 and Boeing 777. In fact, it is also a jumbo plane with a minimum passenger capacity of more than 200 people.
Designers and workers in white lab coats surrounded the plane, collecting data and analyzing it on computers. When they saw Zhuo Huan and his group, they all stopped and looked away. However, in the face of the former chief designer of Mai Fei, they did not have any more words or reactions, and continued to return to work.
Everything is in order and running at maximum efficiency.
Fu Cheng glanced at Zhuo Huan, and saw that he had his hands in his pockets, his expression was calm, without any expression.
There was no excitement, no nostalgia, just an almost ruthless and cold calm.
Old Joseph: "Before we read the information on the plane, the first test flight, the landing gear of the F475neo was scrapped, and the tires burst directly. Is this the neo?" His eyes slipped, "Its tires Appears to be intact."
Johnny smiled and said: "Because we have already replaced the tires, the scrapped landing gear is currently placed in the laboratory, please follow me."
Take the elevator to the third floor and you will arrive at the laboratory.
Through the wide tempered glass, in one laboratory, two designers in lab coats were scanning and inspecting a huge, burst tire in detail; in the other two laboratories, placed The most important thing is the buffer pillar that was completely twisted by the huge impact force.
Joseph Sr.: "Tires and gas struts... are those the only two?"
Johnny smiled at him: "Yes, only these two. The retractable system and the turning system of the landing gear have been confirmed, and there is no problem."
Zhuo Huan said indifferently: "What is the deformation amount and process efficiency of the tire?"
"How could he know about this kind of problem?" A solemn male voice sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look. At the door of the laboratory, a white-haired old man in a white lab coat and goggles strode in. His eyes stayed on Zhuo Huan for a second, then turned to look at the aviation tire behind the glass: "The amount of deformation is 31.65%."
Johnny Berkeley straightened up in an instant, bent down, and said respectfully, "Mr. Rainer."
Except for the five people from UAAG, all the experimenters in the laboratory also put down their work and bowed to him: "Mr. Reina."
When Tor Reina entered the laboratory, Fu Cheng's gaze was fixed on Zhuo Huan.
He clearly saw that Zhuo Huan's body froze for a moment.
As if unconsciously, he pulled his hands out of his pockets, and his expression was no longer so contemptuous and indifferent. Zhuo Huan let out an "oh" and asked again: "Using the new scale composite material greatly reduces the energy loss of the lift and reduces the total weight of the aircraft...but the tire blew out when it landed. Wow, how did you do it?" of?"
Before coming to Los Angeles, everyone in UAAG had doubts about this issue.
The most dangerous part of flying an airplane is always takeoff and landing.
According to the NTSB data report, 32% of air accident fatalities occurred during the takeoff phase; 44% occurred during the landing phase.
A plane weighing tens of tons, the moment it landed from a high altitude, although the airspeed was reduced as much as possible, the terrible weight and speed still created a god of death holding a scythe, standing on the runway waiting to be harvested life.
With a weight of dozens of tons and a speed of 140 knots, that is, a speed of 260km/h, if you want to land safely, the landing gear of the aircraft is the top priority.
First up are the tires.
Aircraft radial tires are used for aircraft tires, which have extremely high resistance to pressure, heat, and friction.
Then there are the cushion struts.
No matter how powerful the tires are, it is impossible to support a giant of tens of tons hitting the ground at high speed. What really plays a key role is the buffer pillar above the landing gear.
At present, the buffer pillars used in most civil aviation airliners are oil-gas buffer pillars. It is composed of cylinder, throttle orifice, oil and so on.
Zhuo Huan: "With lighter weight, without increasing the speed, the impact force of the landing gear on the landing gear is reduced. In other words, the load required by the landing gear becomes smaller. Then in such a What if... the bumper struts were smashed into scrap metal and the tires burst?"
Tor Reina looked at his student for a long time, then he snorted coldly: "I haven't seen you for two years, your rudeness hasn't changed at all!"
Zhuo Huan said casually: "I'm just asking you a question, and it's the simplest question that a random freshman majoring in aviation can ask. You don't even need to find a professional. It's probably a normal person with a good mind. People will think that the scrapping of this landing gear is very unreasonable."
Renner: "It has something to do with its wing modification."
Zhuo Huan was silent for a moment: "Confidential information?"
Reina: "Secret."
Zhuohuan: "Can't you say that?"
Mr. Renner looked straight at his former favorite student with sharp and ruthless eyes, and asked with a sneer: "Are you the designer of Maifei?"
Zhuo Huan closed his mouth. For the first time, being ridiculed, not him mocking others.
There was a long silence in the laboratory.
Until a soft voice broke the silence: "So Mr. Rainer, what do you want us to do when you ask us to come?"
Everyone turned to look at him.
Standing beside Zhuo Huan, among the UAAG people, Fucheng asked this serious and staid top designer: "UAAG is an air accident investigation organization, and our scope of work is to find out the cause of the air accident. Now you As I have said, the cause of this 'air crash' is the wing design of the new aircraft. Besides, you keep all the data confidential and cannot make it public, so we cannot provide effective information based on the data we have. support and improvement."
Mr. Rainer narrowed his eyes and looked at this handsome young man.
After a long time, he smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he said coldly: "I will give the required landing gear and tire data. That is to say, give a goal, hoping to improve the aircraft with such a compressive capacity." Landing gear. What I want is a good aircraft designer. As for other investigations, it has nothing to do with me."
Su Fei and Old Joseph were all stunned, and Lina also frowned. However, she knew that this chief designer had such a personality. You can't even call him weird and arrogant. Because his status and wealth have far surpassed most of the people present.
Fu Cheng looked at Zhuo Huan.
The meaning of Tor Reina's words was already obvious, the only person Mai Fei really wanted to invite this time was Zhuo Huan.
They have a problem that cannot be solved by one or two geniuses and thousands of excellent designers. They need another genius. Inviting UAAG is just a cover, their real target is only Zhuo Huan. From the beginning to the end, there was no UAAG in his eyes, only Zhuo Huan.
Zhuo Huan looked up at his former teacher.
After a long time, he put his hands in his pockets and said calmly: "Well, everyone in UAAG is on paid leave. But during this period, all their expenses will be borne by Mai Fei."
Johnny: "Of course."
Su Fei suddenly felt very annoyed. He couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, but he felt extremely uncomfortable and resentful.
Old Joseph laughed, breaking the awkward atmosphere: "Then if I buy a house, will Mai Fei reimburse me?"
McFly's publicist Johnny smiled and said: "A house in Beverly Hills probably won't work, but an ordinary house may do. Besides, any reasonable request is fine."
Lina smiled helplessly: "However, spending Maifei's money seems to be spending my money."
Rainer and Johnny seemed to have anticipated this ending.
Zhuohuan would agree.
However, at the next moment, Zhuo Huan turned his head and asked Fu Cheng: "Is there any chewing gum?"
Fu Cheng was taken aback, took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket, and handed it over. Zhuo Huan opened the packaging bag, put it in his mouth, and chewed.
Mr. Rainer showed dissatisfaction with his student's rude behavior, but Zhuo Huan didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with him.
"They are all excellent talents." Zhuo Huan said casually while chewing gum, "None of Mai Fei's data analysts is more proficient in computers than him. You can't solve the black box of Japan Airlines 917, but he solved it." .” He pointed at Su Fei who was silently sulking with his chin.
Su Fei was still angry, but didn't react immediately: "What?"
Zhuo Huan: "The reason why they don't participate is because firstly, this work is not their strong point, and secondly, with the data confidential, they can't play to their own level. But he wants to stay."
Reina looked towards Fucheng.
Zhuo Huan: "None of Mai Fei's test pilots is better than him. First of all, you have to make sure of one thing. The reason why the landing gear of this plane is scrapped is really not the fault of the pilot?"
Johnny was stunned, and explained: "We can trust the professional level of this gentleman, but the last test pilot injured his head after the accident. Although it was not serious, it was only a minor injury, but now The scars haven't healed yet. The test pilot was absolutely fine, maybe not as good as this gentleman, but Mr Patrick, it might be a little dangerous to assume you want your colleagues to fly again."
Fu Cheng: "I've never been afraid of danger."
Johnny looked at him in astonishment.
Reina also looked at Fucheng meaningfully.
Fucheng said calmly: "Also, it may not be as dangerous as you think."
***
Another test flight was scheduled for the next morning.
Mai Fei needs to make some preparations.
On the way back to the hotel, Su Fei finally couldn't hold back as soon as he got in the car.
Su Fei: "I'm so mad, why do I feel so angry. I don't know why, but I'm just very upset."
Old Joseph didn't take it seriously: "Underage, is it the first time someone hits you in the face with money? Don't worry, in the future, maybe one day you can't wait for someone to hit you in the face with money. Although I am not very happy, but Taking advantage of this opportunity, I can just take a round-the-world trip? Hey Reid, you and Vol can slow down a bit, but don’t let me travel halfway, and your side is over.”
Uncle Zhuo sneered.
Lina said helplessly: "Uncle Reid has always been like this. He is not a bad person, but he has always been very arrogant. Unless he uses his strength to gain his approval, he will be like this. I have always told you before that Reid is not an arrogant He's just proud. I think, now you know what I mean, don't you?"
Everyone fell silent.
Comparison produces beauty, such a comparison, Mr. Zhuo seems to have become more polite.
Su Fei: "The chief designer of the super aircraft manufacturer Mai Fei is so powerful, he has the arrogance of capital."
After getting out of the car, the three of Su Fei walked in front. Punk teenagers are still chattering about Mr. Rainer and McFly.
Zhuo Huan: "There is a reason why I want you to fly again tomorrow."
Fu Cheng turned to look at him.
Zhuo Huan: "Come to my room tonight."
Fu Cheng: "...huh?"
Seeing the young man's embarrassed and hesitant expression, Zhuo Huan felt much better for some reason. The depression that lingered in my heart since I stepped into the Maifei factory gradually eased a bit. His right hand wrapped around the man's waist very naturally, sighing in his heart was still so thin, Zhuo Huan buried his face in Fucheng's shoulder, and said with a low smile: "What are you thinking, I won't do you tonight, there are some things And some data need to be carefully calculated."
Fucheng: "..."
Pushing the man away expressionlessly, Fu Cheng strode into the hotel gate.
The moment he and Zhuo Huan entered the door, Lina's surprised voice sounded: "Uncle Patrick?"
Fu Cheng looked at Zhuo Huan subconsciously.
Zhuo Huan frowned slightly and clicked his tongue lightly.
Looking at the center of the hotel's magnificent lobby, a man sitting on the sofa stood up and looked at them. He was wearing a black suit, with a straight nose and deep eye sockets. Although he has an Asian appearance, it can be seen that he is of mixed race, his eyes are light green, and his facial features are somewhat similar to Zhuo Huan.
His handsome appearance and elegant demeanor make it difficult to guess his age by virtue of his appearance.
Zhuo Jing obviously saw his son in the crowd, but he didn't go to Zhuo Huan, but to the only lady present. He greeted Lina face-to-face, and smiled gently: "Long time no see, my Lina, you have grown up, and you are even more beautiful."
Lina smiled back: "Thank you, Uncle Patrick. Who is this?"
Everyone just noticed that this handsome man was accompanied by a beautiful blonde.
Fu Cheng frowned slowly.
If Zhuo Huan's father is only outstanding in appearance, it is difficult to tell his age at a glance, he looks like he is in his thirties. Then the woman next to him, she will definitely not be Zhuo Huan's mother, because she is only 20 years old at most!
Zhuo Jing blinked gracefully: "She is a lost lady, I am guiding her." Then he turned his head and said to the little girl: "Honey, go to the room and wait for me."
Everyone: "..."
Zhuo Huan sneered.
As if he noticed his son just now, Mr. Zhuo came over and stretched out his arms: "Reid, long time no see."
Zhuo Huan sideways avoided, he didn't even look at his father, he walked towards the elevator, leaving only a cold sentence: "Don't let that woman know."
Mr. Zhuo shrugged indifferently.
The first time Zhuo Huan saw his father, he went upstairs by himself, not wanting to breathe the same air as this man for another second. So the four of UAAG and Mr. Zhuo took the elevator upstairs together.
Lina pressed the elevator button and said helplessly, "Uncle Patrick, does Reid's mother know that you are going back to Los Angeles?"
Fucheng was taken aback.
The elevator door dinged, and Mr. Zhuo stepped out of the elevator.
"Of course I don't know." Standing outside the elevator, he turned his head and winked at Lina, "Don't tell her."
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Fu Chengcheng: ... The man surnamed Zhuo doesn't seem to be very good.
Zhuo Anxi:? Fucheng, that's not what you said in bed.