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Chapter 888, there is this kid

Let’s talk about Bai Hao’s side.

Zhanxi called and asked, there would be no tickets to fly to the imperial capital tomorrow.

The train is definitely too late.

At this time, it takes twenty-four hours to travel from Jingzhao to Emperor.

The only way.

Drive there.

Bai Hao stood at the garage door, looked at the golden phantom, and walked towards another car decisively.

This car was a bit strange when walking in the middle of the night.

This time I went to the meeting, there were only three people traveling.

Xu Zhengyang didn't go.

He wanted to review the newly joined researchers in Factory 9. The review was very deep and even the relatives at home had to be investigated.

Because there are many people.

After the first round of review, it was just a rough review.

Some people who want to enter important research rooms must be carefully reviewed.

On the way, Zhanxi and Ouyang Dong were driving in turn, and Bai Hao could lie down when he was tired in the back seat.

The next day, at noon, the imperial capital.

Zhanxi really knows the way.

And it feels very familiar.

He took Bai Hao directly to the reporting office, and then Zhanxi had a holiday. There was a place to arrange for Zhanxi and Ouyang Dong to rest. It can be said that they would have nothing to do in the next ten days.

After watching Bai Hao sign, Ouyang Dong handed a bag to Bai Hao: "Cartain, wear this."

Uniform, green.

Bai Hao didn't ask much, and took the clothes and said that he understood.

In the evening, all the people who reported before dinner had to attend a simple meeting together, mainly to get to know other people who held the meeting, and to receive the meeting agenda and then receive the meal ticket.

A small stack of meal tickets include breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Where is Bai Hao?

As soon as he entered the room, at least forty pairs of eyes were fixed on him.

"It turns out that there is this kid." I don't know who shouted.

Bai Hao knew few people in the house. Maybe he had heard of the names, but he might not have met them. His average age is at least fifty-five years old.

And Bai Hao.

He is only twenty-two years old.

Bai Hao was a little nervous when he was stared at by so many people.

At this time, a voice came: "Director Bai has a set of things. He said he would give the entire new ship to Dahai, and deceived us to him for researching the problems day and night, overcoming various difficulties, and seeing the drawings formed, on the skeleton. The sea is so eager to see. You are afraid that you don't know. Many people think about it when they hear the news, and guess what the result is?"

One came, but Bai Hao didn't even know him.

But who would be able to participate in the design of the new ship?

And they are also eligible to attend today's meeting.

This person did not introduce himself, and everyone was curious about waiting for the following text.

"Well, he!" The man pointed to Bai Hao: "He sold the boat, but he didn't even have a keel, and he sold it without a new design or a test."

Bai Hao smiled and said, "You always say, can that thing sink if it goes into the water?"

"Fuck, you think we are vegetarians."

"Then it won't be together. It won't be too heavy anyway." Bai Hao successfully counterattacked and then asked: "Didn't ask for advice, are you always?"

The man's face turned dark: "I'm the one who turns the hole, my husband's surname is Pan."

"Ah!" Bai Hao knew who it was.

Pan Jinxiu.

Bai Hao stepped forward, approached Pan Jinxiu and said in a low voice: "Old Pan, 4700 million, US dollars. Pay cash, and pay half of it first, and then pay 30% at the end of the year."

Pan Jinxiu was stunned for a moment.

Bai Hao's voice was even lower: "Building three ships at the same time doesn't cost a penny. Look, can you sell them?"

How much does the hull cost?

How much does it cost to fit out?

Pan Jinxiu is very clear about these two items. Pan Jinxiu also has a rough idea of ​​how much it will cost to install the rest of the things and install them.

When Pan Jinxiu heard the figure of 470 million US dollars, he was silent for thirty seconds.

Then he whispered a word: "Sell!"

Yes, when the deposit is enough to build three hulls at the same time, but..., isn't this new design a bit unreliable?

But think about it again, the piles of old drawings from the Maoxiong Kingdom.

This thing is just to copy the hair bear technology to use, which should be reliable, and more than a dozen hair bear researchers participated.

I felt an indescribable weirdness in my heart.

On the one hand, I felt that Bai Hao's approach was abnormal.

But on the other side, it is very clear that with sufficient funds, their work can be twice the result with half the effort.

By the way, it's been many years.

The Xia Kingdom is not only poor on the earth, but also poor on the sky and the sea.

Not to mention research, even if the things studied before become real objects, it has become a luxury.

It's been years since these people have been struggling for many years.

Just when Lao Pan was full of melancholy, someone clapped his hands: "Everyone, it's a meeting tonight, and I'll get a meal coupon by the way. I also have any ideas or suggestions on the agenda of the meeting. I'll put it on this time and I can't change it tomorrow. They are all old faces, too..."

As he was talking, the person exclaimed: "Oh, there is a new face."

"Come on, come on, come on. Let me introduce this new face."

Really surprised?

Do you really don't know?

It's just a matter of twist.

The person who came strode to Bai Hao: "I will introduce myself first. My surname is Ding and my name is Ding Wei. Just call me Director. I am Director."

Ding Wei reached out and gently pressed Bai Hao's shoulder: "I'll give you a grand introduction. This is the director of the Jiu Factory, the director of the Jiu Department, the honorary doctor of Stanfer, the cover character of JMP magazine's opening this year, and the cover character of the first issue of Time magazine's opening year. He is also the one who has ruined my job. If he is not him, I'm still going to follow Mr. Gao to study the gyroscope."

After shouting, Ding Wei did not forget to ask: "Director Bai, is there any omissions in this comprehensive introduction to you?"

"Ah, I forgot, you still..."

Bai Hao felt something was wrong. Is this introducing himself or not?

Just as Bai Hao was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the conversation, he rubbed his head twice: "Okay, don't bully the children. This is a good head. By the way, the paper in JMP magazine has become a face for us. Touch it a few times and stick to some spiritual energy."

Ding Wei raised his hand and rubbed Bai Hao's head twice: "I'll stick to some spiritual energy, too."

Bai Hao didn't look back, and he heard that behind him was Mr. Ding's voice.

After a few minutes of talent, Bai Hao realized that Ding Wei was really not embarrassed by himself.

He was worried that he would not be looked down upon by these old men with an average age of fifty-five.

Ding Wei continued to introduce when the staff gave out meal coupons and the meeting agenda: "You have heard of Tyrannosaurus Rex, which is a project founded by Bai Hao. The original 1,500 horsepower diesel engine was the first original picture he drew. Originally, this picture was saved in the Department of Works. I was about to come over and collect the Xia Dun document room."

Bai Hao was nervous and embarrassed, and his small score was really not worth mentioning.
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