The military-industrial scientific research system of the academic master.

The next month or so was calm.

The project team that was originally responsible for tackling the production of Trent 900 turbine air film holes was eventually pulled in to learn the design experience of large bypass ratio engines in advance in preparation for the upcoming WS-20 project.

As Chang Haonan himself had to take care of the installation and debugging of ultra-short laser processing equipment, he did not return to Beijing directly. Instead, he went to Gaofei Group to begin preparing the relevant hardware of the data link system for KJ-2000.

There is one good thing about Haojing.

That is, you can find almost all industries related to aviation manufacturing locally.

From parts production to flight testing, everything is available——

Thanks to this, even though the KJ-2000 had just started its transformation and could not take off, Chang Haonan still exerted his influence, found a J-11BS and a J-10AS prototype that were on test flight, and used the stratospheric airship to complete basic aerial relay communication tests.

As for Rolls-Royce...

Although they are Party A, there is still a layer of separation between them and the Gaofa Group. In addition, they have to keep it secret from their superiors, and it is not easy for them to go to China every now and then. They can only learn about the progress of the project based on the irregular written reports from the Xiro Group.

However, it is well known that the accuracy and timeliness of written reports...

Not very optimistic.

In short, in the eyes of the British, China should still be in the arduous process of technological development.

After all, the latter never mentioned the third batch after taking away the second batch of semi-finished raw materials.

So it is reasonable to speculate that they may have encountered some technical difficulties and are working on solving them...

Just like that, time passed quickly and it was the end of 2002.

December 12st was the day when Gaofa Group and Xiro Company officially signed the agreement.

Of course, it refers to the date written on the agreement.

After this day, it means that Gaofa Group can deliver the goods with a legitimate reason.

Considering that the production of turbine blades is still a bit difficult, it is unlikely that the order can be delivered on the same day, so Chang Haonan "thoughtfully" waited another week...

12 month 9 day.

Monday.

Brin and Whittle had just returned to work after enjoying the weekend break, and before they even had time to walk into their respective offices, they noticed several figures following them.

The leader among them was Ren Bingda.

Theoretically, this Xiluo company has a total of four leaders of the same level.

In addition to the two British people, there are also two Chinese people.

Ren Bingda is one of them.

He even has a separate office.

It’s just that it has only been used a few times since the company was founded.

After all, the nature of Xiro Company has always been foreign trade... or to put it more bluntly, it mainly imports aircraft engines and spare parts, so in the past it did not have any daily business related to China.

Therefore, after seeing Ren Bingda, Brin and Whittle almost immediately realized that the other party must be looking for them.

"appoint!"

"Good morning!"

Brin took two steps forward and called out to Ren Bingda who had just stepped onto the last step.

Only then did he notice that the latter had a briefcase tucked under his arm.

It's bulging, obviously it contains a lot of content.

"Is this...last week's project progress report?"

Whittle also walked over from not far away at this time, staring at the file bag and asked.

Several reports they had received previously were sent in similar bags.

But the thickness was not as exaggerated as it is today.

"Progress report..."

Ren Bingda took the file bag in his hand, looked down, and then smiled:

"In a sense, yes."

As Brin led the group to his office, he was still teaching Ren Bingda how to slack off:

"In fact, it's enough to submit this stuff once a month. Not many people at the headquarters will read it..."

In the past few months, although Gaofa Group's reports were not regular, they were basically between 1-2 weeks.

This frequency really amazed the two British people.

"This time is different."

Ren Bingda tilted his head slightly and looked at the three attendants following behind him.

Each of them was holding a black suitcase of the same style.

It just looks too much like an ordinary briefcase, so I didn't notice it just now.

"This is... a progress report for the entire project."

He looked at Brin who was opening the door and added further.

"The whole project..."

The latter's face was originally filled with a relaxed smile.

But at this moment, it froze.

"what do you mean……"

Brin turned around suddenly and looked at Ren Bingda in shock.

Forgot to even turn the door handle...

"Yes, our samples are ready for delivery."

Ren Bingda nodded and replied in a flat tone.

It's like saying that you had egg fried dough sticks and soy milk this morning.

For a moment, it seemed as if even the light coming in from the window had stopped.

Brin looked at Ren Bingda, then at Whittle who was standing next to him with a dazed look on his face.

At this time, he finally saw the hard boxes in the hands of the people behind him, which were obviously larger than the briefcases:

"Did you bring the samples?"

"How can it be……"

Ren Bingda shook his head speechlessly, and immediately took the initiative to help Brin, who had not yet fully recovered from his shock, open the office door:

"These are just handover documents. The samples are in our warehouse and you can come and check them at any time."

"Of course, all the semi-finished raw materials lost during the process of technological development are also preserved, not a single one is missing."

The two British men, whose scalps were tingling, walked into the office stiffly. If Ren Bingda hadn't stopped them, Brin would have subconsciously wanted to sit on the sofa prepared for visitors.

"But...it's only December 12th?"

Whittle fared slightly better than his companions, at least remembering today:

"Moreover, in the report two weeks ago, you also said that you were studying the processing parameters of titanium-aluminum alloys and estimated that the entire project would take another 3-4 months to complete?"

You know, the two of them have already put together this year's work report, which does not contain any content about the delivery of turbine component samples.

This almost requires a complete rewrite.

"You said it was two weeks ago."

Ren Bingda sat in the chair opposite the desk.

"After that report was written, Chang... uh... we happened to have some technological breakthroughs."

"In short, now that the research has been completed, as for production... since the technical parameters have been determined, then it won't be a problem."

As he said this, he turned the file bag around and placed it in front of Brin on the other side.

It even comes with a pen:

"Please confirm the report as soon as possible. If there is no problem, please sign it. Then we will arrange the shipment to the UK."

"It's the end of the year and Christmas, and shipping capacity is already tight. It's best not to delay it for a moment, otherwise if it's next year, we will have to charge storage fees."

He said in a slightly joking tone.

As he finished speaking, several people behind him opened their briefcases and arranged the piles of project description documents inside in order.

The whole table was filled with it.

Until this moment, Brin and Whittle finally woke up from their dream. They did not bother to think about what the Chinese had done in the past half month. Instead, they found the secretary as quickly as possible, and then divided the documents into two parts, technical and administrative, and read them separately...