The Military-industrial Scientific Research System of the Academic Master Chapter 801

Chapter 801 What have you been doing?

Watching a group of dejected French people leaving the venue, Liu Yongquan shook his head mockingly.

“I had believed that Mr. Chang wouldn't have so many things to worry about…”

While he was thinking this, he was also curious about where Chang Haonan knew such detailed information.

It should be said that Liu Yongquan had some concerns about what Chang Haonan told him before, which is understandable -

The latter has never been abroad and has never seen an M88 engine.

But the descriptions of the defects seem real.

Oh, no.

Considering the reactions of Ed Steiner and Vesta just now.

That TM is obviously true.

and.

If the previous ones can be interpreted as good intelligence work, then the last one is simply magic.

Chang Haonan actually knows things that the French themselves don't know?

But no matter what, judging from the reaction from the other side, at least it was quite shocking.

“Notify me and let the logistics team prepare dinner.”

Liu Yongquan put away his notebook and said to a local comrade next to him who was responsible for coordination.

"ah?"

The other party was surprised:

"It's... not even three o'clock yet. The negotiation has just started 20 minutes ago?"

What the French just mentioned was to adjourn the meeting, not to end it directly. In other words, it will come back.

“That's it for today's negotiations. The French need some time to accept the reality.”

Liu Yongquan looked outside the door with deep eyes. He believed that in the other room opposite, the French delegation must have a very complicated mood:

“To be honest, if I think about it personally, I think even if they can recover by tomorrow, their mental quality will be very strong...so go ahead and prepare.”

Since the person in charge of the negotiation said this, it was natural that others could not say anything more. They just nodded and left the venue quickly.

Actually, Liu Yongquan's estimate...is not wrong.

In another room.

The dozen or so members of the French delegation looked at each other in confusion.

No one spoke.

There was a certain amount of confusion and a certain amount of wariness in his eyes.

“Dr. Vesta.”

Finally someone spoke:

“That Chinese guy just now...are they telling the truth?”

Ian Vista shook his head with a blank expression.

"no?"

The man confirmed:

“What are those…”

Before he could finish speaking, Vesta interrupted him:

“Yes, no...uh...”

Obviously, the doctor's mind is also in chaos.

After organizing the words carefully, he explained again:

"The first part is true, but the last one is that there will be propagation cracks after overhaul. We... really don't know yet, and we need to go back and test it."

And Ed Steiner's face was almost unbearable.

He did feel that the Chinese people might have some profound insights into CFM56.

But not in this profound way.

“What else do we need to test... Even if the last thing they said is false, we are still in big trouble!”

He said and slapped the table next to him hard:

“Are you sure that during the two days you arrived in China, including in the hotel room, no one accidentally said these things?”

Everyone shook their heads.

One of them replied:

“Not to mention that we checked immediately after checking in and found no eavesdropping equipment in the room. Even if there were others we didn't find, it would be impossible to discuss such detailed technical issues in the room..."

“Since it's not a leak...then someone is colluding?”

Ed Steiner put his hands behind his back, feeling that his brain was about to be burned.

Mainly, Liu Yongquan's performance just now was indeed too scary—

Just imagine, the new generation of weapons and equipment that you plan to use as the main force for at least the next 20 years has not even been officially put into service, and others are already familiar with various parameters and even defects.

This is still a joke.

Ed Steiner has always believed that although the food on his side is a little overdone, he still has to be vigilant. Even Americans who participated in the development process of the M88 engine are unlikely to know such details.

But now he was a little unsure.

In the past, it was only a joke that Number 10 Downing Street did not get the news as quickly as the Kremlin.

Looking at it now…

The speed at which the Champs Elysées gets the news may not be comparable to...

Once this kind of thinking spreads out, it cannot be taken back.

Fortunately, Vesta next to her is relatively sensible:

“I don't think so.”

“Whether it's leaks or collusion, there is no reason why the Chinese could penetrate to this extent.”

"but…"

Ed Steiner paced restlessly back and forth in the room:

“What other possibilities are there?”

“It can't be that they really analyzed it, right?”

Vesta thought to herself: “If you ask me, who should I ask?” But in the end, he shook his head and replied in the most decisive tone possible:

“I can't say for sure…what if?”

“I think...that's already the case anyway, so why not try what they say...”

In the Rafale project, although Dassault and Snecma are partners, the interests of both parties are not completely consistent.

Just like before, Dassault had thought about bypassing the latter and going it alone, using its own weight to get General Electric to let go and buy a batch of F404 engines to use first, at least to deliver the first batch of production Rafale C on time.

Now, Vesta, as the representative of Snecma, also has his own ideas.

That is, no matter what, let the M88 reach a usable state first.

As to whether it will affect Rafale's future exports…

Sorry, if the exported Rafale is equipped with F404 or other models of power, it is equivalent to zero for Snecma.

Ed Steiner lowered his head and said nothing, obviously thinking about the war between heaven and man.

He knew that he had no choice in this situation, but if the outcome of the negotiation was so ugly, it would definitely be a stain on his resume.

"All right."

After a few minutes, he finally took a long breath and seemed to have made up his mind:

"Anyway, the current situation is indeed quite different from our original estimate."

“I personally agree with Dr. Vesta's opinion in principle, but the final decision depends on the domestic will.”

In fact, before the negotiations began, most outsiders even believed that even if China and France were willing to cooperate on a large scale, due to a lack of mutual trust, the talks would definitely collapse as soon as the details came to be worked out.

So, everyone is waiting to have fun.

However, no one could have imagined that this negotiation would end in such a dramatic way.

After the two sides were in a stalemate for half a day as expected, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.

The speed is comparable to a landslide.

The second day was a full-day adjournment.

On the third day, both parties suddenly announced that they had reached an agreement on joint research and development—

Due to the sensitivity of military engines, engines that are still in the development process cannot be directly handed over to China Aerospace Power Group.

Hence, Snecma will set up a research and development center in China and transfer at least 50% of the development work of the M88 engine from Europe to here.

Then, that evening, the two sides held a signing ceremony...

The onlookers had not even reacted at this time, let alone reacted.

It wasn't until four days later that Ed Steiner, who had been humiliated (back) to the country, suddenly received a report from the public relations department.

“General Electric sent a message saying that through the efforts of the company's legal department, it has found a way to circumvent export restrictions, so starting from January 1st next year, which is this Saturday, it can provide us with F404GE402 engines…”

Ed Steiner looked at the memo in his hand and felt his scalp numb with anger. He took several deep breaths in succession before he restrained himself from the urge to shred the document in his hand.

What have you been doing so far?

Now that I have signed all the contracts in the hope of ruining my reputation, and the M88 prototype has been installed and sent over, do you remember that it can be exported?

It's too late!

“So…how do we respond?”

The subordinate standing opposite looked at Ed Steiner's uncertain face and asked cautiously.

"reply?"

The latter was so angry that he laughed outright:

“Tell the Americans not to worry, they can wait until we develop imperial warships to deal with the Galactic Empire, and then sell us the F404…”

(End of this chapter)

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