Chapter 62 The Air Force is not interested
“Wow, Chen Chen, have you done tanning?”
Chen Chen came to Shunfeng to report on his work and bumped into Wei Xiao who was walking out.
The doll can no longer ask him a question.
“Is it that dark?”
Wei Xiao took out a small mirror from her Xingdelu small shoulder bag: "See for yourself, there is more than one color number."
"It seems a little bit, these days I am always doing scientific research outdoors, and I have no choice. Way."
He curled his lips helplessly.
Fishing is really useless.
"How about you move the time, what about at night?"
"The moon can also tan people."
Wei Xiao felt a little distressed: "You guys must have a base that is not big enough. We really can't build one. Make it bigger. I'll let Sister Shen coordinate it."
“No, no, no.” Chen Chen felt guilty.
Good intentions are acceptable.
It’s quite warm.
But you really can’t cover that thing in Kangmen Reservoir.
Chen Chen came at an unfortunate time. During the meal, Wei Xiao kept saying that she wanted to go out to eat something good.
So he could only follow along.
The strange thing is that Wei Xiao did not take the car and walked with Chen Chen.
Chen Chen couldn’t figure it out either, and he hadn’t heard of any black pearls near Shunfeng headquarters.
"How good would it be to eat something good?"
"I haven't eaten anything before."
Chen Chen pursed his lips: "Is there anything in this world that you haven't eaten before?"
< br>"Yes!"
Five minutes later.
They came to Jinger Road.
This turned out to be a farmer's market.
After the city renovation, the merchants that were originally scattered on the street were concentrated into the four-story shopping mall at the intersection.
The space on the street is also occupied by food stalls.
Chen Chen looked at the smoky snack street and put on Nick Young's face: "Dirty street?"
"Isn't it called Jing'er Road?" Wei Xiao didn't understand.
"It turns out to be called Lashi Street."
"Why?"
Chen Chen finally understood that this street touched on Wei Xiao's knowledge blind spot.
He could only respond perfunctorily: "Don't ask, it won't taste good if you ask."
Wei Xiao always listens to colleagues talk about it in the company, so she has strong curiosity.
Everything on the pedestrian street has an extraordinary appeal to her.
Especially the fancy snacks look delicious under the strong light.
Wei Xiao almost cried.
"Fruit fishing, wait for me to buy some."
"No, you can't afford it."
"Is it expensive?"
"Let's wait until you are in the top ten of Forbes."
Without taking two steps, A flash of divine skill.
The doll disappeared again.
Finally found her at the fried food stall.
“Do you want to eat it?”
“No, it’s not fresh.”
“No, the boss said it was just fried today.”
“ Yes, but the chicken was killed last year. Once fried every three days, the boss will refresh the shelf life.”
Wei Xiao looked a little frustrated: "I knew I wouldn't have brought you out, just like my mother."
Five minutes later.
Wei Xiao stopped in front of the fortune-telling stall at the end of the street.
This is very common in night markets.
Most of them are college students working part-time.
I bought two tarot cards, artistic calligraphy written with colored pens on the luminous board, and a small folding table decorated with fancy light strips.
Wei Xiao's gaze was extremely firm, which confused Chen Chen: "You don't believe this, do you?"
"I want to experience it."
"You Give me thirty-eight and I’ll give it to you, okay?”
Chen Chen tried to persuade Wei Xiao to give up this ridiculous idea.
Superstitious or not, let’s put it aside for now.
Your bank balance is longer than the fortune teller’s student number.
You want her to do the math for you?
But Wei Xiao was already sitting on the small bench, communicating with the young lady, and she decisively refused to worry about emotions, and wanted to focus on career with a straight face.
A few minutes later.
Wei Xiao's cold cheeks felt a little more happy, and she walked to the fried noodle stall to look for Chen Chen.
“Forget it, people say that something good will happen to me recently, and pie will fall from the sky.”
“Then I won’t give you anything to eat, let’s wait for the pie.”
Wei Xiao looked at the fried instant noodles in front of Chen Chen and drooled: "No, I will starve."
She wanted to order, but she couldn't see the menu after looking for a long time, and she didn't know where to go. Lower claws. Chen Chen looked at her confused look and thought that the world was fair.
When he went to Black Pearl, he felt just as cramped as the doll eating at the night market.
After helping Wei Xiao order the fried noodles, Chen Chen returned to his seat and picked up his chopsticks.
"I'm here to report on my duties, President Wei."
"You tell your story, I'm listening."
Chen Chen took out a brief report from his backpack and dictated it himself.
“The progress of SFNB01 is progressing steadily, and the prototype is almost completed.”
“But I want to explain that this prototype and the final version are made of different materials, just to make other systematic The verification is a beta version. "
"We will make improvements as soon as possible after the new material is released."
"..."
At the same time the fried noodles are served.
Wei Xiao took a bite and it was fragrant and numb.
I hardly listened to Chen Chen's work report, I just replied from time to time.
Suddenly.
There was a restlessness from the vendors in the distance.
Immediately, countless tricycles set off at the same time.
For almost thirty seconds, there were only rows of small tables and empty city management personnel left on the road.
At this time, Wei Xiao was completely confused.
"They...us?"
Chen Chen has long been accustomed to it: "You eat your food, they will come back later, I will continue."
"In addition, in order to save time, we suggest that Shunfeng recruit or train a group of drone pilots in advance."
"In this way, after the aircraft comes off the assembly line, it can be seamlessly handed over to you."
< br>"Handover on the same day, operation on the same day."
Wei Xiao has also thought about this, and Shen Xin advised her not to rush.
But now that Chen Chen mentioned it again, she felt that it was time to put it into practice.
"Do you have any suggestions for operator training?"
Chen Chen folded the fourth page of the report: "The details are here."
"Training is not difficult, the most important thing is It's about discipline. UAVs must be operated in a standardized manner and cannot be used casually."
"Okay, then I will arrange for a group of people to be trained in military management."
Chen Chen nodded: "You. If it can be done, that would be the best, and the configuration of the dispatch room..."
Wei Xiao interrupted with some fear: "I have never eaten on the street."
With vendors blocking the way, she could still accept sitting on the sidewalk to eat.
Now I am sitting here alone, like a performance art.
Her report to Chen Chen also went in one ear and out the other.
She doesn't care much about technical details.
She felt that Chen Chen's products must be high-quality products, and she was more concerned about the issue of attitude.
"I will come down and take a look at the progress. As long as you keep a low profile, I will be satisfied."
"Don't worry, it will be absolutely low-key."
Chen Chen can completely understand Wei Xiao worry.
Once bitten by a snake, ten years of Parkinson's disease.
From the beginning of the project, Wei Xiao has always kept a low profile.
Morning Shield and Morning Wing are also executed in this way.
Ke Wei Xiao is still a little skeptical.
She pointed to the small table in front of her. Most of the other diners had left, leaving only a few tables.
“Can you show me how to write a low-key person who is eating in public?”
Chen Chen smiled helplessly: "You want me to completely hide the three points of the argument. That's impossible. What method do they use?"
"I can only do my best not to attract attention."
"In order to achieve this goal, I even changed the appearance design of SFNB01 to make it look less aggressive."
Wei Xiao glanced at the report.
Indeed.
This time around, the aircraft prototype looks more rounded and less angular.
A little less sharp and a little more silly.
"So is it effective?"
Chen Chen was still patting his chest: "Of course it is, Zhang Mingrui rarely contacts me recently."
"The Air Force must be right Not interested in this aircraft.”
"Steady, I guarantee Chenyi's future!"
Wei Xiaogang gained a little confidence.
But think about it carefully.
That’s not right.
“I also have equity in Morning Wing, can you use your own things to guarantee it?”
"There's no point in being serious."
While speaking.
A live broadcast reminder popped up on Chen Chen’s phone.
Tonight is the day when the War Master Generation is officially released. Li Liang made sure to wait in the live broadcast room on time to give Chen Chen a surprise.
"I have to slip away. I have to supervise the materials at night."
Wei Xiao's eyes were horrified: "No! I really want to eat this bowl of noodles. Please stay for another five minutes."
(End of Chapter)