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date="2021-10-04"

title="Chapter Sixty Five"

weight="139780"

series = ["UAAG Air Crash Investigation Team"]

mode = "manual"

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It was early morning in the car arranged by Maifei.

Everyone at UAAG did not go to the Maifei factory at the first time, but went to the hotel first.

In the car, even Su Fei could see that Uncle Zhuo seemed to be in a bad mood. In fact, Zhuo Huan doesn't look like he is in a good mood every day, but his face is exceptionally bad today, especially after Lina finishes that sentence.

Su Fei asked cautiously: "Lina, does RIP have a bad relationship with the family?"

At the beginning, when it comes to Los Angeles, Zhuo Huan was very reluctant. Had it not been for Mr. Reiner, the chief designer of McFly, to call him in person, there is no doubt that he would never come this time. Now that the news of his arrival in Los Angeles is known to his family, this is another reaction.

Fucheng glanced at the man beside him quietly.

Zhuo Huan embraced his arms, leaned his head back, and leaned against the back seat of the car and closed his eyes to rest. Su Fei's voice was suppressed extremely low, but the carriage was so big, it must fall into this man's ears. He seemed unheard and did not comment.

Lina glanced at Zhuo Huan, smiled and replied, "What do you think."

Su Fei was at a loss.

After getting out of the car, the old Joseph patted the punk boy's head speechlessly and said, "Does your brain contribute to IQ? Dear Fly, use your brain to think about it, since Reid's home is Los Angeles, Then he will go to the hotel with us now instead of going home directly... Do you think this family relationship can be good?"

Su Fei: "..."

"Does Teacher Zhuo have a bad relationship with his father?" Fucheng said.

Uncle Zhuo had already put his hands in his pockets, took a stride, and entered the hotel door. He didn't even intend to say a word with his companion.

Su Fei and Old Joseph were also very curious about this question in Fucheng, and they all looked at Lina.

Lina frowned for a moment, and then smiled: "It shouldn't be considered bad. Uncle Patrick is a very funny person. He never gets angry. At least I haven't seen him angry since I was a kid. He... Hmm...If you see him one day, I think I will understand that he is a real gentleman in all senses."

The 20-hour flight spans sixteen time zones.

After a day of rest at the hotel, after the jet lag, on the third morning, McFly sent a car to the door of the hotel to pick everyone up to the McFly factory in Burbank.

They were received by a middle-aged man in a suit with a big smile on his face. The straight light-colored suit was ironed neatly, and the blonde hair was wiped backward with hair gel, but the hair volume was very sparse. He waited for everyone at the first entrance guard. After seeing Zhuo Huan, he bent over and smiled: "Mr. Patrick."

Then, he introduced himself: "Dear UAAG colleagues, good morning, I am Johnny Berkeley from McFly's public relations department. Next, I will take everyone into the factory." After the voice fell, he took out his work permit and swiped it away. The first access control.

Everyone went forward in the car, passed three more gate cards, and finally arrived at a tall and spacious red-brown roof factory building.

Zhuo Huan raised his eyebrows: "At E3?"

Johnny nodded and said enthusiastically: "Yes, most of the reconstruction plans of the McFly F475neo are in the E3 plant."

For Zhuo Huan, this place is simply well known.

Most of Maifei's civil aviation aircraft are designed and studied here.

A design team of thousands of people studied an airplane in Burbank, and it took them ten to twenty years to design it. In the end, the first test plane was built here. After hundreds of successful flights, the aircraft will be put into McFly's aircraft manufacturing plant in the southern United States for large-scale mass production.

The McFly Berkeley factory is the cradle of all McFly aircraft.

After entering the factory, what you can see is a tall Maifei F475.

Before Zhuo Huan said that the F475 is a medium-sized passenger plane, which is compared with the F485 and Boeing 777. In fact, it is also a giant aircraft with a minimum passenger capacity of more than 200 people.

Designers and workers in white lab coats surround the plane, collecting data and analyzing them on the computer. When they saw Zhuo Huan and his party, they stopped and cast their eyes. However, facing the former chief designer of McFly, they did not have more words and reactions, and they continued to return to work.

Everything is in order, operating at maximum efficiency.

Fucheng glanced at Zhuo Huan, only to see him with his hands in his pockets, his expression calm, without any expression.

There is no excitement or nostalgia, and some are just almost ruthless and cold calm.

Old Joseph: "We saw the information on the plane before that, during the first test flight, the F475neo's landing gear was scrapped and the tires burst. Is this the neo?" His eyes fell, "Its tires It seems to be intact."

Johnny smiled and said: "Because we have replaced the tires and the scrapped landing gear is currently in the laboratory, please follow me."

Take the elevator to the third floor, and then to the laboratory.

Through the wide tempered glass, saw in one laboratory, two designers wearing lab coats were scanning and inspecting a huge, burst tire in detail; in the other two laboratories, The one is the cushion pillar that was completely distorted by the huge impact.

Old Joseph: "Tires and oil and gas cushion pillars... are these only two?"

Johnny smiled at him: "Yes, there are only these two. The retractable system and turning system of the landing gear have been confirmed, and there is no problem."

Zhuo Huan said lightly: "What is the amount of tire deformation and process efficiency."

"How could he know this kind of problem?" A solemn male voice sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look. At the door of the laboratory, a white-haired old man in a white lab coat and goggles strode in. His gaze stayed on Zhuo Huan for a second, then turned to look at the aircraft tire behind the glass: "The amount of deformation is 31.65%."

Johnny Berkeley stood up straight for an instant, bent down, and respectfully said: "Mr. Rainer."

In addition to the five people at UAAG, all the experimenters in the laboratory also put aside their work and bowed to him: "Mr. Reina."

When Thor Reiner entered the laboratory, Fucheng's gaze was fixed on Zhuo Huan.

He clearly saw that Zhuo Huan's body froze for a moment.

As if unconsciously, his hands were taken out of his pockets, his expression no longer so contemptuous and indifferent. Zhuo Huan gave a "Oh" and then asked: "The use of a new type of reduced ratio composite material has greatly reduced the energy loss of lift and the total weight of the aircraft... Finally, the tire punctured when it landed. Wow, how to do it Arrived?"

Before coming to Los Angeles, everyone at UAAG had doubts about this issue.

When an airplane is flying, the most dangerous thing is always take-off and landing.

NTSB's data report shows that 32% of fatal accidents in air crashes occurred during the take-off phase; 44% occurred during the landing phase.

A plane weighing tens of tons, when it landed from a high altitude, although the airspeed had been reduced as much as possible, the terrible weight and speed still created a god of death holding a sickle, standing on the runway waiting for the harvest life.

With a weight of tens of tons and a speed of 140 knots, that is, a speed of 260km/h, the landing gear of the aircraft is the top priority for a safe landing.

The first is tires.

Aircraft tires are all radial radial tires, which have extremely high resistance to pressure, heat, and friction.

Then there is the cushion pillar.

No matter how powerful the tires are, it is impossible to support a giant with dozens of tons hitting the ground at high speed. What really plays a key role is the cushioning pillar above the landing gear.

At present, most of the buffer pillars used in civil aviation passenger aircraft are oil and gas buffer pillars. It is composed of cylinder, throttle orifice, oil and so on.

Zhuo Huan: "With lighter weight and without an increase in speed, the impact force of the aircraft on the landing gear becomes smaller. In other words, the load required by the landing gear becomes smaller. Then in this way Under the circumstances... the cushion pillar was smashed into scrap iron, and the tire burst?"

Thor Reiner looked at his student, and for a long time, he snorted: "I haven't seen you for two years, your rude appearance has not changed at all!"

Zhuo Huan casually said: "I'm just asking you a question, and it's the simplest question that a freshman from aviation major can ask. You don't even need to find a professional, it's probably a normal brain with no problem. Everyone thinks that this landing gear is very unreasonable."

Rainer: "It's related to its wing modification."

Zhuo Huan was silent for a moment: "Confidential information?"

Reina: "Confidentiality."

Zhuo Huan: "Can't you say it."

Mr. Reina stared directly at his once proud protégé with a sharp and ruthless gaze, and asked with a sneer, "Are you Mai Fei's designer?"

Zhuo Huan closed his mouth. For the first time, to be ridiculed, not he ridiculed others.

There was a long silence in the laboratory.

Until a soft voice broke the silence: "So Mr. Renner, you want us to come, what do you want us to do."

Everyone turned their heads to look at him.

Fucheng stood beside Zhuo Huan, among the people of UAAG, and asked the serious and old-fashioned top designer: "UAAG is an air crash investigation organization. Our scope of work is to find out the cause of the air crash. Now you yourself As already said, the reason for this “air crash” is the wing design of the new aircraft. In addition, you keep all the data confidential and cannot be made public. Then we can’t provide effective information on the basis of having the data. Support and improvement."

Mr. Renner squinted his eyes and looked at the handsome young man.

For a long time, he laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes. He said coldly: "I will give the landing gear and tire data needed. In other words, give a goal and hope to improve the ability to withstand such pressure. Landing gear. What I want is an excellent aircraft designer. As for other investigations, it has nothing to do with me."

Su Fei and Old Joseph were all startled, and Lina frowned. However, she knows that the chief designer is such a character. You can't even call him weird and arrogant. Because his status and wealth have far surpassed most of the people present.

Fucheng looked at Zhuo Huan.

The meaning of Thor Rainer's words is already obvious, and the only person Mai Fei really wants to invite this time is Zhuo Huan.

They encountered a problem that could not be solved with only one or two geniuses and thousands of outstanding designers. They need another genius. Inviting UAAG is just a cover, their real goal is Zhuo Huan. From beginning to end, there was no UAAG in his eyes, only Zhuo Huan.

Zhuo Huan looked up at his former teacher.

For a long time, he put his hand in his pocket and said lightly: "Well, everyone at UAAG takes a paid vacation. But during this period, all their expenses will be borne by McFei."

Johnny: "Of course you can."

Su Fei suddenly felt very annoyed. He couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but he was very uncomfortable and angry.

Old Joseph laughed, breaking the awkward atmosphere: "Then if I buy a house, will Mai Fei be reimbursed?"

McFly’s public relations officer Johnny smiled and said: “A Beverly Hills house probably won’t work, but an ordinary house may be okay. Besides, any reasonable request is fine.”

Lina smiled helplessly: "However, spending Mai Fei's money seems to be spending my money."

Rainer and Johnny seemed to have expected such an ending long ago.

Zhuo Huan will agree.

However, the next moment, Zhuo Huan turned his head and asked Fucheng: "Are there gums?"

Fucheng was taken aback, took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket and handed it over. Zhuo Huan opened the packaging bag, put it in his mouth, and chewed.

Mr. Reiner showed dissatisfaction with his student's rude behavior, but Zhuo Huan didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with him.

"They are all very good talents." Zhuo Huan said casually while chewing gum, "No one of McFly's data analysts is more proficient in computers. You can't solve the black box of JAL 917, but he solves it. "He pointed at Su Fei who was sulking silently with his chin.

Su Fei was still angry and didn't react at once: "What?"

Zhuo Huan: "Let them not participate, just because this work is not their strong point, and secondly, with data confidentiality, they can't perform at their own level. But he wants to stay."

Reina looked at Fucheng.

Zhuo Huan: "None of McFei's test pilots are better than him. First of all, you have to make sure of one thing. It is really not the pilot's problem that the landing gear of this aircraft is scrapped?"

Johnny was stunned, and explained: "We can trust this gentleman's professionalism, but the last test pilot bumped his head after the accident. Although it was not a major problem, it was only a minor injury, but now he is on his head. The scar has not healed. The test pilot’s level is absolutely fine, maybe not as good as this gentleman, but Mr. Patrick, if you want your colleague to fly again, it may be a little dangerous."

Fucheng: "I'm never afraid of danger."

Johnny looked at him in astonishment.

Reina also looked at Fucheng meaningfully.

Fucheng said calmly: "Moreover, it may not be as dangerous as you think."

Another test flight is scheduled for the next morning.

Mai Fei needs to do some preparation.

On the way back to the hotel, Su Fei finally couldn't hold back as soon as he got into the car.

Su Fei: "I'm so angry, why I feel so angry. Although I don't know why, but I am very upset."

Old Joseph disagreed: "Is it the first time I was underage to smash your face with money? Don’t worry, wait, maybe one day you can’t wait for someone to smash your face with money. Although I am not very happy, but Taking this opportunity, I can just take a round-the-world trip? Hey Reid, your speed with Volt is a little slower, but don't let me travel halfway, it's over on your side."

Uncle Zhuo sneered.

Lina said helplessly: "Uncle Rainer has always been like this. He is not a bad person, but he has always been arrogant. Unless he uses his strength to gain his approval, he will be like this. I have always told you before that Reid is not an arrogant person. People, he’s just very proud. I think, now you should understand what I mean, right?"

Everyone fell silent.

Contrast produces beauty. With such a comparison, Uncle Zhuo seems to have become polite.

Su Fei: "The chief designer of the super-aircraft manufacturer Mai Fei, so powerful, people have the arrogance of capital."

After getting out of the car, Su Fei and three people walked in front. The punk boy was still chattering about Mr. Reina and the people like Mai Fei.

Zhuo Huan: "There is a reason why I want you to fly again tomorrow."

Fucheng turned his head to look at him.

Zhuo Huan: "Come to my room tonight."

Fucheng: "...Huh?"

Seeing the young man's embarrassed and hesitating expression, Zhuo Huan felt much better for some reason. The depressed air that haunted my heart since I stepped into the Maifei factory gradually eased a bit. His right hand was wrapped around this person's waist very naturally, and he sighed in the bottom of his heart. It was still so thin. Zhuo Huan buried his face in Fucheng's shoulder and said with a low smile: "What do you want to do? I won't do you tonight. And some data need to be calculated carefully."

Fucheng: "..."

Pushing the man away blankly, Fucheng strode into the hotel door.

The moment he and Zhuo Huan entered the door, Lina's surprised voice sounded: "Uncle Patrick?"

Fucheng looked at Zhuo Huan subconsciously.

Zhuo Huan frowned slightly and gave a soft tusk.

Looking at the center of the hotel's magnificent lobby, a man sitting on the sofa stood up and looked at them. He is wearing a black suit with a high nose and deep eye sockets. Although it is an Asian appearance, it can be seen that he is a mixed race, his eyes are light green, and his facial features are somewhat similar to Zhuo Huan.

His handsome appearance and elegant demeanor make it difficult to guess his age based on his appearance.

Zhuo Jing had clearly seen his son in the crowd, but he did not walk towards Zhuo Huan, but towards the only lady present. He made a face-to-face ceremony with Lina and smiled gently: "It's been a long time, my Lina, you have grown up and become more beautiful."

Lina smiled back: "Thank you, Uncle Patrick. Who is this?"

Everyone just noticed that this handsome man was also with a charming and beautiful blonde.

Fucheng frowned slowly.

If Zhuo Huan's father is only outstanding in appearance, it is difficult to tell his age at a glance, he looks like he is in his thirties. Then the woman next to him, she would definitely not be Zhuo Huan's mother, because she was only 20 years old at most!

Zhuo Jing blinked gracefully: "She is a lost lady. I am showing her the way." Then he turned his head and said to the little girl, "Honey, go to the room and wait for me."

Everyone: "..."

Zhuo Huan chuckled.

As if only then noticed his son, Mr. Zhuo came over and stretched out his arms: "Reid, long time no see."

Zhuo Huan avoided him. Without even looking at his father, he stepped up to the elevator, leaving only a cold sentence: "Don't let that woman know."

Mr. Zhuo shrugged indifferently.

The first time Zhuo Huan saw his father, he went upstairs by himself, not wanting to breathe the same air for another second with this man. So they became the UAAG four and took the elevator upstairs together with Mr. Zhuo.

Lina pressed the elevator button and said helplessly: "Uncle Patrick, does Reid's mother know that you are back in Los Angeles."

Fucheng was taken aback.

The elevator door dinged and Mr. Zhuo stepped out of the elevator.

"Of course I don't know." Standing outside the elevator, he turned his head and blinked at Lina. "Don't tell her."

The author has something to say:

Fu Chengcheng: ... the man surnamed Zhuo doesn't seem to be very good.

Zhuo Anxi:? Fucheng, that's not what you said in bed.