Sean looked at Bazel with a half-smile, "Two people, so you said that the new aircraft will be off the production line in three years, but I tell you, when we get to the east, I can convince them to use hundreds of people!"

"I said I am the project leader, not just anyone can count!" Bazel yelled.

"Don't worry, I told you that you are also a researcher at the project leader level!" Sean chuckled a few times, "You don't understand the system in the east. It is not capitalist there, and researchers do not need to be supported by companies. As long as there is demand,

The government can mobilize a large number of researchers to work for free with just one sentence!"

"This is called a nationwide system!"

"But it's just a 100-talent project. It's nothing at all. It can be put together by just a few research institutes."

"Otherwise, why do you think their technological development is so fast!" Sean snorted and continued: "Of course, these have nothing to do with us. We are just a group of companies. The technical support we provide will never exceed the Batumi Agreement."

"No..." Bazel stood up and walked around the room with some collapse. If everything is according to what Sean said, the cost difference in research investment would be hundreds of times, maybe hundreds of thousands or millions.

.

"But why are they willing to help you design and build airplanes? Are they crazy?"

"Of course it's not free!" Sean stretched out a finger and made a circle in the air, "I provide the funds for research and design. They can use my funds for research and development, and the results are guaranteed, so why not do it.

"

"That's impossible. We paid for the research. The patent is naturally ours. How could we give it to the East? Something would happen. Those anti-China people in society and in Congress will definitely take the opportunity to launch an attack." Bazel shook his head like a rattle.

Same.

"Just a reminder, I paid for it!" Sean smiled and raised his eyebrows, and then continued: "Of course the patent belongs to our company. There is no such concept of intellectual property in the East. No matter how big the invention is in the East,

But a reward of a few dozen yuan is enough.”

"Of course, this has nothing to do with us. They can use these technologies domestically, but they cannot use them in any export products. Whether it is the US government or the umbrella, they will protect and let those countries know that infringing products cannot be imported!"

"And, for the east side, the benefits are not just that."

"Except for some technologies that are expressly prohibited by Batumi, I will hand over all other spare parts to the East for production and assembly, and then transport them to the United States by sea. When they arrive, they will be almost complete finished products. Of course, there are still some missing parts.

Accessories that are expressly prohibited by the government, such as night vision technology and radar technology, who knows, we can just entrust Grumman to do the final installation. Maybe these are not available, we just need to put a new company's trademark on it."

"This is called OEM. It is not a finished product for external sale. There is no tariff when it arrives in the United States. We don't need to build a factory or hire workers. We don't even need management costs. Without patent costs, labor wages are 30 times lower than ours.

In this case, the cost of the final aircraft will be lower than you imagine."

After hearing Sean finish the complete idea, Bazel's eyes almost popped out of his head. He is an insider, so of course he knows how low the cost will be and how high the profit will be after excluding these.

Compared to being completely researched and produced by Grumman, the 20% profit may be higher than the 40% if it is completely produced by ourselves!

"Can you imagine how terrifying the productivity of a country with a complete industrial chain would be? The production speed is beyond Grumman's imagination!"

"So, in half a year, I will start to see profits!" Sean said firmly, and Bazel's blood boiled when he heard it.

What hatred towards the East and Grumman’s face don’t exist!

Make money, don’t be shabby!

Thinking of the terrifying profits that could be made in a short period of time, Bazel became excited. He knew that Grumman actually made more money than Sean imagined.

Aircrafts are not just sold!

Wearable spare parts, follow-up maintenance, etc. Sean runs a leather bag company. In the end, these tasks must be completed by Grumman. This means that as long as this series of aircraft are still in use, Grumman will always have them.

Continuous profits.

Of course, even if Sean sees these profits in the future, at worst it will be placed in the joint venture, Grumman's 20% profit will still remain.

The two set the general direction, and it was up to the people below to register the new company and negotiate the details.

The only problem was that Sean was eager to get the company up and running and gave clear orders to both negotiating teams.

Normal business negotiations are much slower. It is normal to not complete them within half a year. Every detail has to be worked out. A difference of 0.5 percentage points means a huge profit, but Sean doesn't care!

3 days, all negotiation work must be completed within 3 days!

Whoever dares to delay Sean from making money, Sean will let anyone not have to make money in this life!

What is quick negotiation?

Bazel has finally seen what it means to act vigorously and resolutely, and also understands why Sean has been able to earn billions of wealth in just a few years. His work efficiency is abnormal because of his courage to ignore the small and grasp the big.

In fact, this is just a habit left over from Sean's previous life. It took 30 years for Dongfang to catch up with the development process of others for more than 100 years, and it was too fussy about how to do it.

After Sean delegated the negotiation work, he immediately asked Bazell to gather Grumman experts. Within three days, he would determine the expected parameters of the new aircraft, the technology to be equipped, and complete the theoretical demonstration and basic framework construction.

This seems like a fantasy to Bazel. Can it be completed in less than 3 months?

This was simply challenging his cognitive limits. He wanted to watch how Sean did it the whole time.

In the conference room...

Sean was in the main seat, two experts sat on the left and right sides, and then eight technical backbones. Bazelle accompanied him in the last seat to listen.

"Don't tell me about this technique or that technique, just listen to me!" Sean waved his hands impatiently.

"One month, are you kidding? What's the significance of the parameters you mentioned? The cruising speed is 550 kilometers. The Hellcat 45 years ago has already reached this level, so why are you still studying it?" A young man curled his lips and squinted.

Looking at Sean with a proud look on his face.

For technicians, the most annoying thing is a layman like this who doesn't know anything telling them what to do.

Technical geeks feel uncomfortable hearing this. As the free people of the United States, I feel uncomfortable if I don’t say a few words.

The two experts didn't say anything. They were old people and had competing interests in scientific research.

If you want to successfully complete scientific research tasks, have scientific research freedom, and earn large amounts of scientific research funds, you must take the initiative in negotiations with your boss.

If the scientific research team cannot take the lead in scientific research, then it will engage in nonsense scientific research, which is not the same thing... ahem.

Young people come out to make a splash, let the employers understand the rigor of scientific research, understand that it is important not to point fingers, and that it doesn't matter if they speculate. Finally, they will come forward to smooth things over.

Sean looked at the young man with a cold face as he spoke various professional terms, such as wing root airfoil, wing tip airfoil, chord line dihedral, installation angle, geometric torsion...

What are the new applications of materials, extruded profiles, thin plates made of aluminum alloy double beams torsion resistance...

What are the US military specifications and British civil aircraft airworthiness requirements, what are CNC overall machining, chemical milling and metal bonding...

There was a crackling squirt, and Sean had no reaction, but Bazel's brows became more and more frowning. Although this guy's tone was very rude, what he said was correct. From any point of view, the design could be completed in a short period of time.

It’s impossible to finalize it!

What a child's play, this is a fighter jet!

Sean listened more and more annoyed, his eyes gradually narrowed, he reached for his armpit, and a pistol fell into his hand. He gently opened the safety, raised his hand, and aimed, all in one movement.

The young man was still spitting, when he heard a gunshot, a bullet flew past the young man's head, and the sound of the bullet cutting through the air passed by his ears, making his ears

Buzzing.

The conference room fell silent for an instant, and everyone stared at Sean holding a pistol in stunned silence.

The young man subconsciously turned his head and looked back, as if to confirm something. He saw a crater on the wall of the conference room, and the warhead was refracted to an unknown place.

He swallowed his saliva with a sound of "Gulu", and broke out in cold sweat. His clothes were soaked in an instant, and the young man's legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Although the others were not targeted by the gun, their reactions were not much better. The sounds of swallowing could be heard one after another, which was very clear in the conference room where the drop of a needle could be heard.

All of you here have held technical seminars countless times. Arguments are common, and it is not uncommon to shake fists at each other when excited. After all, this is the United States.

But it was the first time that someone fired a gun without making any noise, and it really hit someone in the head.

If this were a little biased, it would be unimaginable. Now everyone sees it as brain matter.

It's just a small scientific debate, right?

ah!

As for that!

Scared to death!

They are just a group of scientific researchers and have no contact with the real upper class society. Newspapers and TV stations targeting ordinary people can make fun of the president, but they dare not expose Sean.

Even News Corporation, which is an enemy of Rupert Murdoch, only touches the surface, criticizing arrogance and other things, and does not mention any criminal aspects at all.

Journalists in the industry know this, but the more they know, the less they dare to say...

Bazel bounced up like his butt was on fire. I had long heard that Sean had a bad temper, would fall out frequently, and kill people like crazy. In the past, I thought it was an exaggeration and someone was smearing it, but now it seems...

Taking two steps in three steps at a time, he staggered and ran towards Sean, shouting as he ran, "Mr. Sean, Mr. Sean, calm down. It's not that bad. It's really not that bad. Young people are not sensible. Give him a chance and let go."

Gun, put down the gun first before talking."

"Why are you still standing there and not apologizing to Mr. Sean?" He suddenly turned his head and yelled at the young man.

Nian's lover trembled violently, and then he realized what he was doing and apologized to Sean stammeringly.

"Pa" Sean slapped the gun on the conference table, "Now tell me, who has the final say!"

"You have the final say!"

"Do the parameters make sense?"
Chapter completed!