Great Power Technology

"Mr. Fei."

Tian Zhenguo was the first to stop his hand, lowered his head and stood aside. Others also stopped, with a look of awe and joy on their faces.

The person who came was none other than Fei Fei, a man absolutely worthy of respect.

Feifei glanced at it, walked to the conference table with a smile, stretched out his hand to pull away a young scholar who was still sitting in a daze, then sat down calmly and said:

"Come on, what are you making a fuss about? Tell me and let me join in the fun. When I was young, I learned a few tricks from Mr. Han Muxia. If you start fighting later, you may not be able to beat me."

Fei Fei had learned martial arts for several years when he was young, and he had always been proud of it. At this time, he was not terminally ill. Although he was a little thin due to malnutrition, his energy and energy were not diminished at all. He truly lived up to his name and was so heroic.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man quickly stepped forward and explained the reason for this. Feifei nodded repeatedly and motioned to both parties in the argument to state their opinions.

At this time, the crowd was divided into two groups. One group was led by Tian Zhenguo, with only a few people, and the rest supported the continued development of turbojet engines.

But in terms of momentum, Tian Zhenguo did not fall behind at all.

He is extremely convinced that his direction is right. This is due to his scholar's self-confidence.

During the years of training in the countryside, he never stopped deducing his theory in his mind. It was only because of insufficient conditions that he did not conduct further experiments.

Even occasionally, he would ask some illiterate fellow villagers to share his speculations, but those honest and honest villagers would just smile and stuff the baked potatoes that he had secretly left into his hands.

That's what they plucked out of their own rations.

Absolutely, absolutely cannot betray their trust.

It took everyone nearly an hour to explain their points. When encountering unfamiliar and difficult concepts, they had to explain themselves. After listening, Feifei smiled casually and said:

"It is indeed a problem. It doesn't matter if you fight or make trouble. When the truth is not clear, and you really can't tell it clearly, it is also a good thing to just have a physical fight and vent your emotions before continuing the debate."

"You intellectuals are too weak. I wish you could fight more and strengthen your body!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and the atmosphere in the venue relaxed a lot.

After a moment of pause, Feifei put away the joking look on his face, sat upright and said:

"This problem is actually no longer a technical problem. It is a route problem. It is a question of whether we dare to take risks and whether we are willing to fight hard."

"Let me sum it up, making a turbojet engine is relatively conservative and has a high success rate, but it is likely to face the problem of falling behind as soon as it is manufactured."

Seeing everyone nodding, Feifei's eyes turned to Tian Zhenguo.

"Making turbofans faces many technical difficulties - Lao Tian, ​​let me be fair here. Turbofans are indeed difficult to make. If you hadn't come desperately to say that you can solve the fan blade problem, we would actually have no problem today. I’m not going to discuss turbofans.”

"am I right?"

"That's right, that's right."

Everyone responded in agreement.

After another few seconds of silence, Feifei frowned and said:

"I can't give you a decision on this matter now. It's a very important matter, and the country is also making efforts in other fields. It's really difficult for me to allocate additional resources to develop turbofans--I can only After eating two meals, we can’t reduce it to one meal, right? Our boss still eats two meals!”

Everyone laughed again, but Ye Zhou couldn't help but feel sad when he heard it.

He had also read biographies and learned about the food and clothing of the owner of that small courtyard, but now he heard it personally in the simulator, but he still felt a strong shock.

Sharing the suffering with the people, but not having time to share the happiness with the people.

Seeing no reaction from everyone, Feifei continued:

"We must make a decision today. Ten thousand years is too long. Seize the day. I'm going to make a call now. Please wait for me for a few minutes."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked towards the wind and snow outside the door again.

Everyone in the venue sat down again and whispered, but Ye Zhou's eyes always followed that person, unwilling to blink for a long time.

Ten minutes later, Feifei walked into the conference room holding a piece of paper and looking delighted.

"Come on, come on, the results you want are here."

His eyes stayed on Tian Zhenguo, he smiled and waved to him and said:

"Come on, Lao Tian, ​​don't be restrained, come and read it!"

After hearing Fei Fei's words, everyone knew the decision, but everyone was looking forward to hearing the content on the piece of paper.

Tian Zhenguo took the piece of paper with a few lines of handwriting on it with trembling hands, took a few deep breaths, and then read:

"In my opinion, if you want to do it, do it big. Don't be timid like a girl doing embroidery!"

"We are in great difficulty now, but the difficulties will eventually pass. We have to make plans for future generations."

"As for the plane, just slow down, it doesn't matter."

"When a young lady gets married, you don't have to ride a fast horse. You can also ride in a sedan chair!"

"Of course, from now on, the lady will not only ride a fast horse, but also a rocket!"

After reading the contents on the paper, Tian Zhenguo plopped down on the chair.

His expression was horrified, and Ye Zhou, who was watching all this from a god's perspective, was even more trembling as if his whole body was electrified.

After a long time, the picture disappeared in silence, Ye Zhou returned to the void, and a line of text summarizing the ending automatically appeared in front of his eyes.

[The route of the aircraft engine was finally determined to be the direction of the turbofan]

[In the next twenty years, top scientists in all related fields in the country have been working hard for this purpose]

[In the beginning, the performance of the engine was not satisfactory, but twenty years later, the long-term technology accumulation finally began to make progress]

[High-performance engines have sprung up one after another, and two major companies, represented by Fengfei and Shufei, are sweeping the international market]

[Domestic engines once occupied half of the world’s engine market]

[And engine-related research and development is still going on without stopping.]

Ye Zhou breathed a long sigh of relief.

If history could really be like this, how exciting and intense it would be.

Unfortunately, this period of history that should have happened was completely buried by a sudden blizzard.

After thinking about it for a long time in the void, Ye Zhou couldn't get rid of the figure of the man and the few words on the piece of paper.

"You don't have to ride a fast horse to get married. You can also ride in a sedan chair."

He knew that this young lady’s surname was Qiu.

Now Miss Qiu has long been on a rocket, even a rocket that travels 30,000 miles a day, but the person who made the great ambition is no longer there.

After feeling intense sadness, Ye Zhou felt relieved again.

Each generation has a mission.

And his mission is far from complete.