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Chapter 145 Turbofan Blades

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    Master Ju didn't know what happened recently. When he heard the photo fire, he unconsciously raised his head upwards. However, the next moment he couldn't control his upward fire because he heard a very familiar voice: "3 dollars?  What kind of camera can I sell? Umlenses too!"

    It¡¯s over, I couldn¡¯t help it any longer. I had been hiding from myself for so long, and I finally got caught today. Master Ju rushed into the office without even thinking, and his fierce look startled everyone inside.

    Master Ju was also startled. He never expected that there would be a foreigner inside, yes, the kind with blond hair, blue eyes, and a white face with lots of freckles.

    I saw Master Ju from a distance in Yonghong Factory. This time I saw it up close. Oh my god, it¡¯s so ugly!

    "Master Ju, let me tell you, I was just going to find someone to invite you over."

    In the end, Zhuang Jianye reacted quickly. Taking advantage of the moment when Master Ju was stunned by Evans, he pulled Master Ju over and introduced to Evans: "Evans, let me introduce to you, this is our  The senior engineer of the factory, Ju Xudong, Mr. Ju, by the way, he is also the father of photographer Ju Tao.¡±

    "Master Ju, this is Mr. Evans, an American businessman. Just now he was willing to buy the photos of model airplanes taken by Ju Tao for US$3 each."

    Master Ju didn't hear clearly about the merchants and so on, but he clearly heard the words "$3 for a photo", and he was stunned immediately. "$3 for a photo, my God, how much would it cost if it were a hundred photos"  money?  U.S. dollars, foreign exchange, my God, is this foreigner¡¯s head broken?

    But the next moment, Master Ju rejected this idea, because he felt that his son was the one with a broken head. He didn¡¯t want US dollars, but he actually wanted a camera, lenses, lights, and film. Can that thing be used as food?  Master Ju was so angry that he immediately told Ju Tao to shut up.

    Ju Tao was still unconvinced, saying that he would not bring money with him until he was born, but he would not take it with him until he died. Only art will last forever.

    Evans was still a little confused by the father-son farce in front of him, but after Zhuang Jianye told him the cause and effect, especially Ju Tao's hoarse shout with all his strength at the end, Evans was immediately moved. Artists are nothing more than this.

    What's more, the price of a photo of 3 US dollars is not high in the United States, so without saying anything, he added a set of American-origin photography equipment to fund Ju Tao's photography creation, which made Ju Tao happily run away.  Lehe went.

    As for Master Ju, he is petrified. He still knows a little bit about the complete set of imported photography equipment. That thing can be said to be expensive!

    The foreigner in front of me didn¡¯t say anything at all. He paid three dollars a piece to buy those photos of children playing with each other. What is this? He¡¯s a good person.

    He quickly went up to shake hands and thanked others. When Master Ju held his hand, Evans smiled a little reluctantly. There was nothing he could do about it because Master Ju's hand was too strong. However, he was still very polite to Master Ju because of Zhuang Jianye's  The senior engineer told him not to underestimate the old man in front of him, so he asked casually: "What does Mr. Ju do?"

    Zhuang Jianye immediately introduced: "Mr. Ju is responsible for the casting and machining of aviation turbofan engine fan blades."

    Evans immediately turned his head in surprise and looked at the inconspicuous factory outside the door. Then he looked at Zhuang Jianye, who was smiling, and asked, "Do you still produce aero engines?"

    It¡¯s no wonder that Evans is so incredible. After working in aircraft model sales for several months, Evans now knows some aviation knowledge. Especially after meeting Lindemann, he knows how difficult aircraft production is.  Especially aircraft engines, which cannot be made by ordinary factories.

    The Twenty-three Factory is not small, but Evans doesn't look like it can build aero engines.

    Zhuang Jianye was about to answer the question, but Master Ju, who had been listening to the birdsong for a long time, spoke to him first: "What are the foreigners talking about?"

    "Ah, I told him that you were looking for turbofan engine fan blades, but he didn't believe me!"

    Master Ju is such a proud man. He would rather be unemployed at Yonghong Factory than come to 23rd Factory to make electric fans. The reason is that he makes turbine fans for aircraft engines, so don¡¯t question him at ordinary times.  Even if you look a little suspicious, Master Ju will be worried about you.

    ¡°As a result, I was actually questioned by a foreigner today. How could I be embarrassed and thrown to the other side of the ocean?  So without thinking about it, I asked Zhuang Jianye, "Can I use your phone?"

    Zhuang Jianye signaled that he was casual, and Master Ju walked over in two steps. After picking up the phone, he said, "Director Wang, help me tell Xiao Liu and ask him to send the samples he made two days ago to the factory director's office."  Come."

    Evans didn¡¯t understand Chinese. Seeing that Master Ju didn¡¯t look very well, he left him to make a phone call and unconsciouslyLooking at Zhuang Jianye, Zhuang Jianye shrugged his shoulders: "Mr. Ju heard that you didn't believe that we could make turbine fan blades for aircraft engines, so he called and asked someone to bring you a sample from the workshop."

    "this¡­¡­"

    Evans was dumbfounded immediately. He opened his mouth when he wanted to say something, but still didn't say a word. After a while, Liu Cong walked in quickly holding two long things wrapped in oil paper, and immediately put the things on the table.  As soon as he put it down, he opened the sealed oil paper and explained: "These are the two turbine fan blades that Master Ju made when he gave us a demonstration a few days ago."

    Evans put his head over to take a look, then apologized to Zhuang Jianye and others, then left the office, stood by the railing of the corridor and shouted to the cars in the yard downstairs: "Hey, Liszt, come here quickly.  , there are good things!¡±

    As soon as he finished speaking, a foreigner in a suit and leather shoes got out of the black Toyota sedan, and then hurried upstairs. When he saw Evans, he asked: "What good thing?"

    "You'll know after you go in and take a look." Evans replied. Liszt nodded and followed Evans into the office. Then he saw the two blades on the table, which were smooth and reflective with a metallic texture. What's even better is that  That graceful arc exudes elegant industrial beauty.

    Liszt's blue eyes immediately lit up, and he exclaimed: "Turbine fan blades, my God, I actually saw turbine fan blades here. Is this really an aviation manufacturing factory? Oh, my God.  , it¡¯s really incredible.¡±

    As he spoke, he walked over quickly, leaned down and looked at the blades on the table carefully, then stood up and asked what material the blades were made of?

    "Titanium alloy!" Zhuang Jianye answered without hesitation.

    "They look similar, but as you know, the appearance of alloys is generally very similar, so it's difficult to determine based on appearance alone." Liszt shrugged nonchalantly.

    "If you are a professional, I think you can tell by just looking at the radian of the blades whether we are making turbine fan blades." Zhuang Jianye just smiled and answered in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.

    Hearing this, Lister laughed loudly and immediately stretched out his hand: "Hello, I am Erwin Lister, CEO of H Trading Company. I am very happy to reach this deal with you."

    Zhuang Jianye finally breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Evans who was a little embarrassed next to him, stretched out his hand and shook hands with Liszt with a smile: "Yes, I'm very happy too!"

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