In the quiet and dark conference room, the silver-haired Mr. Reina stood by the door, looking down at his students coldly. Because of his age, his back is unavoidably a little bent, but his unflappable aura makes him feel full of presence. After a long time, he sneered and walked in.
"Do you think you can swallow it all to yourself?"
Zhuo Huan's hand rested lightly on the long table, with a black Montblanc fountain pen twirling between his fingers. He looked up at the old man, and Tor Reina stopped when he walked across the long table, did not sit down, but looked down at him from top to bottom, and asked such a sentence.
Zhuo Huan smiled: "I thought? Yes, of course."
Mr. Rainer also smiled: "Although the federal law is stupid, it is not so stupid. I used to think that the stupidest thing in the world is the federal law, but Reid, what a pity, I didn't expect you to be more stupid than it."
Zhuohuan: "So?"
Rainer: "NTSB has the right to investigate any major air accidents in US airspace. NTSB also has the right to investigate air accidents of US aircraft anywhere in the world. Didn't you see this information on the first day you entered Maifei. "
Zhuo Huan: "Wow, so where are the NTSB people?"
Reina turned cold, and he called Zhuo Huan's name word by word: "Reid·Irvin·Patrick."
Zhuohuan: "Is there something wrong?"
Reina: "You can't take this plane all by yourself!"
Zhuo Huan: "You are welcome to sue me in the federal court."
"You don't have the right to own it! It belongs to the United States, it belongs to Roger Aviation, it belongs to McFly, but no matter who it belongs to, it cannot belong to you!"
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"You will be ruined!"
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"You're hopelessly stupid, I'll ask you again, when will you hand it over?"
"Then why, don't you sue me?"
Thor Reiner glared at each other, he slapped the table vigorously, and the entire conference table trembled. He pointed at Zhuo Huan with his finger, and said viciously: "Yes, of course I will sue you. NTSB has already contacted Log Air to sue you. Everyone is ready to sue you, and Mai Fei will also provide evidence to the court as a witness. As long as After the court session, this plane will belong to us, and you will lose the case and lose everything!"
Zhuo Huan's hand turning the pen slowly stopped, and he stared coldly at the furious white old man in front of him. The two looked at each other, and at the next moment, like so many times in the past, Zhuo Huan threw the pen on the table, pushed away the chair and stood up: "Let me tell you, because it takes a lot of effort to sue me, and it takes a lot of effort to sue me." It takes a long time. In the past half month, the shares of McFly and Log Aviation have fallen by 8 points. Ten million people wrote to the White House, asking for an immediate investigation of the Log 318 accident. They went to Washington Parade in the square!"
"Sure you can sue me, warm welcome. But know what I like best about capitalism?"
"I have money, so I can hire the best lawyers, and I can tell them what I want, so they will do everything for me for money. Including delaying your court time, including trying to find ways for me Seek benefits, including even if I lose the lawsuit, you can pay me a large sum of money, which will be used as the salvage cost of the plane, and the compensation will be doubled."
Pointing his fingers up and down on the cold tabletop, his fingertips turned white, Zhuo Huan looked at the old man in front of him calmly and calmly, the two were at odds with each other, and they refused to give in to each other.
Zhuo Huan said word by word: "When you ask for help, you must have the attitude of asking for help. I am not begging NTSB, I am not begging Mai Fei, and I am not begging Roger..."
"You guys begged me, now I own the plane."
"Tor Reina, did you see the temporary sign at the door when you walked in, do you need me to read the letters on it for you? It's called—"
"UAAG!"
The two stared at each other fiercely, neither bowing their heads.
At the door of the conference room, Lina held her forehead with a headache, but couldn't go in and interrupt them.
No one knows how long it took, but in such an awkward and stiff atmosphere, someone finally spoke first. Mr. Rainer slowly clenched his fingers, turned his head angrily, and lowered his voice: "Is that how you talk to me?"
After a long silence, Zhuo Huan's calm voice sounded: "Sorry."
Renner snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and left: "You are fine, you have grown up."
When he left, he slammed the door hard, Zhuo Huan looked at his back with squinting eyes. After a long time, he sat on the chair, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and lit it with a click. In the curling white smoke, Lina said with a smile: "This is not an example." Then she helped Zhuo Huan close the door of the meeting room.
Outside the door of the conference room, Old Joseph and Su Fei had been listening to the corner.
After Tor Reina really left, the punk boy swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously: "What's the situation, RIP and that old man have been getting along like this?"
Lina laughed: "I don't know."
Su Fei scratched his head: "The way rich people communicate is really incomprehensible. Hey Lina, where are you going?"
Lina: "Contact NTSB and McFly."
Old Joseph asked in surprise, "Why contact them?"
Lina smiled slightly: "Let's talk about cooperation. Didn't Reid reach an agreement with Uncle Reina just now, are you sure we want to start cooperation?"
Old Joseph and Su Fei: "...???"
Are you sure we're listening to the same fight? !
When Lina left the temporary headquarters, Fucheng had just returned from the salvage site. In the cold winter of December, the temperature on the land is colder than that in the sea. He has changed into a light-colored sweater. After saying hello to Lina, Fu Cheng came over, thought for a while, and asked, "What are you doing standing at the door, why don't you go in. Why is the door closed?"
Su Fei crazily winked at Fu Cheng.
Old Joseph winked and said, "Reid is inside alone."
Fu Cheng: "Alone?"
Old Joseph: "He seems to be in a bad mood. Fu, why don't you go coax him?"
Only then did Su Fei remember: "That's right, aren't you guys in a relationship? Brother Fu, hurry up and coax me in."
Fucheng: "..."
After persuading Su Fei and old Joseph, who wanted to watch the fun, away, Fu Cheng pushed open the door of the conference room, intending to go in and ask Zhuo Huan what was going on. The door was gently pushed open a crack, and a faint light penetrated through the narrow gap. A word suddenly flashed in Fu Cheng's mind, "Only one light is on?" The next moment, his wrist that was pushing the door was grabbed by someone.
Without a little time to react, someone grabbed his wrist, forcibly pulled him into the room, and pressed him against the wall.
With a bang, Zhuo Huan stretched out his foot and closed the door roughly.
The man's kiss fell in the next second, Fu Cheng closed his eyes, put his arms around his neck, opened his lips, and stuck out his tongue to kiss back. In the quiet and dark room, there were ambiguous clicks of saliva, lips and tongues licking and biting each other, accompanied by increasingly heavy breathing. Zhuo Huan's hand directly went in from the hem of the sweater, Fu Cheng took his hand, turned his head to avoid his kiss, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't."
In the corridor outside the door came the sound of several people walking and talking.
Zhuo Huan looked down at Fu Cheng, and after a while, he asked dissatisfiedly, "Why did you stay outside for so long and didn't come in?"
Fucheng thought for a few seconds before he understood what he meant: "I have to let old Joseph and Su Fei leave first."
Zhuo Huan: "Oh, I waited for you for three minutes before you came in."
Fucheng: "..."
Zhuo Huan: "Do you know how to coax people when you are angry?"
Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Kiss you?"
Zhuo Huan raised the corners of his mouth and let out a breath of laughter: "It's fucking you."
Zhuo Huan lowered his head and kissed lightly on the young man's exposed neck. Fu Cheng didn't push him away either, he hugged the man's waist, and said flatly: "Then fuck me and the black box, you must choose one... Who will you choose?"
Zhuo Huan's body froze suddenly, he raised his head: "Did you get the black box?"
Fucheng looked at him calmly, and after a while, nodded slightly.
Zhuo Huan: "Fuck!" He was about to open the door subconsciously.
Fu Cheng pressed the doorknob: "The black box has been chosen."
Zhuo Huan looked up at him.
In the dimly lit room, the young man's handsome face was shrouded in a hazy shadow. He looked at himself quietly, his eyes were slow, and his voice was quiet. Both of them knew in their hearts that this black box was extremely important to both of them, so important that it could even ruin their entire family. However, Fucheng asked such a question with an extremely calm expression.
Zhuo Huan smiled, picked his chin, and kissed him. He couldn't hide the joy in his heart. From the lightness at the beginning, the kiss became thicker and thicker. Lust, love, want to rub this person into your own flesh and blood, want to fuck him hard, hear him gasp, hear him cry uncontrollably.
This joy is never alone.
It belongs to both of them.
Zhuohuan: "Tonight."
Fu Cheng: "...huh?"
Zhuo Huan: "Fuck, die, you."
***
Zhuo Huan strode out of the meeting room. When he walked to the office area, Su Fei and old Joseph already knew that the black box had been recovered. The people from the salvage company carried the glass cabinet containing the black box into the temporary headquarters, and Zhuo Huan carefully observed it, not missing any details.
Zhuo Huan: "It doesn't look very damaged on the outside." He turned his head, "Su Fei, take it to Los Angeles tomorrow."
Su Fei: "Ah, me? Wait, what are you doing in Los Angeles?"
Zhuohuan: "Go to Maifei's headquarters."
Su Fei stared wide-eyed: "Mai Fei's headquarters? No, RIP, we have never cooperated with Mai Fei, you need me to remind you, half an hour ago you had a big fight with Mai Fei's current chief designer, and he almost Didn't you kill him?"
Zhuo Huan: "Go if you are told." At this time Lina also came over, Zhuo Huan raised his head and said to her: "When you go to Mai Fei tomorrow, take him and the black box."
Su Fei: "???"
Lina responded with a smile: "Okay."
On December 8, 2021, the black box of Rogge 318 was salvaged from the North Pacific Ocean.
On December 10, NTSB formally established the Rogge 318 investigation headquarters in Seattle. The UAAG-based investigation team has more than 500 elite investigators from the NTSB, as well as technical support from McFly.
A week later, on December 17, UAAG officially announced that it had interpreted all the data in the black box.
In the early morning, Andrew, the deputy director of NTSB, rushed to Seattle by plane, and McFly also dispatched the relevant person in charge of the ground flight team. When Su Fei got off the plane, it was just seven o'clock in the morning. After ten days of busy work, he hardly closed his eyes, and has been working with Maifei's technicians at the Maifei headquarters to analyze and read the data in the black box.
Walking down the gangway, stepping on the ground with both feet, the punk boy looked up at the rising sun in the east. He touched his earlobe subconsciously, but he missed his skull earrings. After thinking for a while, he remembered that before entering the laboratory, he took off all the metal on his body and put it in the suitcase. Including his earrings and necklace.
"Mr. Su, don't you want to go?"
Su Fei came back to his senses: "Ah, let's go."
One of Mai Fei's staff carried a heavy black box, and the others carried the copied data hard drives. They had just deciphered all the data in the black box early this morning, and immediately sent a copy to the investigation headquarters. But they still brought the original data hard disk to prevent data loss.
Walking in the bright channel building, the punk boy murmured softly: "Hey, today is my birthday, does anyone know?"
However, no one paid any attention to his words.
Back at the investigation headquarters, at ten o'clock in the morning, nearly a hundred senior investigators were called into the meeting room.
The punk boy coughed twice, cleared his throat, and soon he put on a straight face, and he looked a little serious when he was serious.
"First of all, I have to emphasize that there are three black boxes installed on the McFly F485 wide-body airliner. One of them is placed in the tail, and two are installed in the electronic equipment isolation compartment under the cockpit. This time we found electronic equipment. One of the two black boxes in the equipment isolation compartment, if there is no problem, we will start to look at the data curve."
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