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

Watching a group of dejected French people leaving the venue, Liu Yongquan shook his head mockingly.

"I believe that Mr. Chang wouldn't have so many things to worry about..."

While he was thinking this, he was also curious about where Chang Haonan knew such detailed information.

It should be said that it is understandable that Liu Yongquan had concerns about what Chang Haonan told him before -

The latter has never been abroad and has never seen an M88 engine.

But the descriptions of the flaws seemed real.

Oh no.

Considering the reactions of Ed Steiner and Vesta just now.

That's obviously true.

and.

If the previous ones can be interpreted as good intelligence work, then the last one is simply magic.

Chang Haonan actually knows things that the French themselves don’t know?

But no matter what, judging from the reaction from the other side, at least the level of shock was overwhelming.

"Let the notification go and let the logistics team prepare dinner."

Liu Yongquan put away his notebook and said to a local comrade next to him who was responsible for coordination.

"what?"

The other party was surprised:

"It's... it's not even three o'clock yet. The negotiation has just started 20 minutes ago?"

After all, what the French just mentioned was to adjourn the meeting, not to end it directly. In other words, it will come back.

"That's it for today's negotiations. The French need some time to accept the reality."

Liu Yongquan looked outside the door with deep eyes. He believed that in the other room opposite, the French delegation must have a very complicated mood:

"To be honest, if I think about it personally, I think even if they can recover by tomorrow, their mental quality will be very strong...so go ahead and prepare."

The person in charge of the negotiation had said so, so it was natural for others to say nothing. They just nodded and quickly left the venue.

In fact, Liu Yongquan's estimate... was not wrong.

In another room.

The dozen or so members of the French delegation looked at each other in confusion.

No one speaks.

There was a certain amount of confusion and a certain amount of wariness in his eyes.

"Dr. Vesta."

Finally someone spoke:

"That Chinese guy just now...are they telling the truth?"

Ian Vista shook his head with a blank expression.

"no?"

The man confirmed:

"What kind of things are there..."

Before he could finish speaking, Vesta interrupted him:

"Yes, no... uh..."

Obviously, the doctor's mind is also in chaos.

After organizing his words carefully, he explained again:

"The first part is true, but the last one is that there will be expansion cracks after the overhaul. We... really don't know yet. We need to go back and test it."

And Ed Steiner's face was almost unbearable.

He had indeed felt that the Chinese might have some profound insights into CFM56.

But never in this profound way.

"What else do we need to test... Even if the last thing they said is false, we are still in big trouble!"

He said and patted the table next to him hard:

"Are you sure that no one accidentally said these things during the two days in China, including in the hotel room?"

Everyone shook their heads.

One of them replied:

"Not to mention that we checked immediately after checking in and found no eavesdropping equipment in the room. Even if there were others we didn't find, it would be impossible to discuss such detailed technical issues in the room..."

"Since it's not a leak...then someone is colluding?"

Ed Steiner put his hands behind his back, feeling that his brain was about to be burned.

The main thing is that Liu Yongquan’s performance just now was indeed too scary——

Just imagine, the new generation of weapons and equipment that you plan to use as the main force for at least the next 20 years has not even been officially put into service, and others are already familiar with various parameters and even defects.

This is still a joke.

Ed Steiner has always believed that although his side is a bit unsatisfactory, he still has some vigilance.

Even the Americans who participated in the M88 engine development process would not be able to know such details.

But now he was a little unsure.

It used to be a joke that No. 10 Downing Street didn't get the news as quickly as the Kremlin.

Now take a look...

The speed at which the Champs Elysées gets the news may not be comparable to...

Once this thinking spreads out, it cannot be taken back.

Fortunately, Vesta next to him is relatively sensible:

"I don't think so."

"Whether it's leaks or collusion, there's no reason why the Chinese could penetrate to this extent."

"but……"

Ed Steiner paced restlessly back and forth in the room:

"What other possibilities are there?"

"It can't really be what they analyzed, right?"

Vesta thought to herself, "If you ask me, who should I ask," but in the end he shook his head and replied in the most decisive tone possible:

"I can't say for sure...what if?"

"I think...this is already the case anyway, so why not try as they say..."

On the Rafale project, although Dassault and Snecma are partners, their interests are not completely consistent.

Just like Dassault had previously thought about bypassing the latter and going it alone, using its own weight to get General Electric to relent, buy a batch of F404 engines for use first, and at least deliver the first batch of production Rafale C on time.

Now, as a representative of Snecma, Vesta also has his own ideas.

That is, no matter what, let M88 reach a usable state first.

As for whether it will affect Rafale’s future exports...

Sorry, if the exported Rafale is equipped with F404 or other models of power, then it is equivalent to zero for Snecma.

Ed Steiner lowered his head and said nothing, obviously thinking about the war between heaven and man.

He knew he had no choice in this situation, but if the outcome of the negotiations was so ugly, it would definitely be a stain on his resume.

"Ok."

After a few minutes, he finally took a long breath and seemed to have made up his mind:

"Anyway, the current situation is indeed quite different from our original estimate."

"I personally agree with Dr. Vesta's opinion in principle, but the final decision still depends on the will of the country."

……

In fact, before the negotiations began, most outsiders even believed that even if China and France were willing to cooperate on a large scale, due to a lack of mutual trust, the talks would definitely collapse as long as they got to work out the details.

So, all waiting to have fun.

However, no one could have imagined that the negotiations would end in such a dramatic way.

After the two sides were in a stalemate for a long time as expected, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.

The speed is comparable to a landslide.

The next day was a full day recess.

On the third day, both parties suddenly announced that they had reached an agreement on joint research and development——

Due to the sensitivity of military engines, engines that are still in the development process cannot be directly handed over to China Aerospace Power Group.

Therefore, Snecma will set up a research and development center in China and transfer at least 88% of the M50 engine development work from Europe to here.

Then, that night, the two sides held a signing ceremony...

The onlookers hadn't even reacted yet, let alone reacted.

It was not until four days later that Ed Steiner, who had returned to the broadcasting country in disgrace, suddenly received a report from the public relations department.

"General Electric sent a message saying that through the efforts of the company's legal department, it has found a way to bypass export restrictions, so starting from January 1 next year, which is this Saturday, it can provide us with F1GE404 engines..."

Ed Steiner looked at the memo in his hand and his scalp was numb with anger. He took several deep breaths in succession before he restrained himself from the urge to shred the document in his hand.

What were you doing earlier?

Now that I have signed all the contracts in a desperate attempt to lose my reputation, and the M88 prototype has been installed and sent over, do you remember that you can export it?

It's too late!

"So...how do we respond?"

The subordinate standing opposite looked at Ed Steiner's uncertain face and asked cautiously.

"reply?"

The latter was so angry that he laughed out loud:

"Tell the Americans not to worry, they can wait until we develop imperial warships to deal with the Galactic Empire, and then sell us the F404..."