nycdaug Chapter 1400 Arriving at the Intermediate Court, the Anxious Qian Xuejun
Chapter 1400 Arriving at the Intermediate Court, the Anxious Qian Xuejun
Early in the morning, Lu Feng and Shen Suyuan, who were sleeping soundly, were awakened by a knock on the door.
"Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuan, get up quickly! Your Uncle Zheng Guo is already waiting. Don't keep him waiting too long!"
Li Wanqing's gentle voice rang out from outside the door.
Hearing this noise, Lu Feng rubbed his eyes, which were not fully open yet.
At that moment, a pair of flawless white arms wrapped around his neck.
"Feng, is that Mom calling us?"
Still half asleep, Shen Suyuan lay on Lu Feng's chest and murmured.
"Okay, I need to get up. I've made an appointment with Uncle Li to go see Dean Qian at the Intermediate People's Court today!"
Lu Feng nodded.
"Oh~ then get up quickly, and stop touching me."
Shen Suyuan reached out and removed the person's mischievous hand, and said coquettishly.
"No, let me touch it again!"
Lu Feng held Shen Suyuan's wrist with one hand, and with the other hand, he climbed up the towering mountain peak again.
Feeling the amazing softness in his palm, he admitted that he also had the potential to be King Zhou.
Because at this moment, looking at the beautiful and charming Shen Suyuan in his arms, he was unwilling to get out of bed.
"no!"
"Hurry up and go, or you won't be getting into my bed tonight!"
Shen Suyuan pouted, her voice gentle and not at all like a threat, but more like flirting.
In the end, Lu Feng was forced out of bed.
After a simple wash, he came to the living room.
Li Zhengguo and Shen Muyun were already waiting there.
Upon seeing him appear, Li Zhengguo laughed heartily: "Brother Muyun, it seems there's another person in all of China who can make us wait together!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Muyun spread his hands and shrugged, saying, "There's nothing I can do, son-in-law, son-in-law, what can I do when he's the master!"
Forehead........
Listening to their banter, Lu Feng's lips twitched uncontrollably, but these two were his closest people, so he dared not say anything.
"Uncle, let's go, don't keep Dean Qian waiting."
"Haha, you little rascal, you finally know not to keep people waiting?"
Li Zhengguo's smile widened, and he looked at Shen Muyun beside him, continuing to tease her:
"You're much better than I was at my age, managing to win over my father-in-law so quickly!"
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Upon hearing this, Shen Muyun, who was about to get up, immediately turned from a bright and cheerful expression to a cloudy one.
Why did he hear such strong "malice" in those words?
"Alright, alright, let's go now. You can talk all you want when we get back!"
To prevent Li Zhengguo from continuing to tease him, Shen Muyun left the living room after saying that.
"Hahaha, this old guy is still the same as ever!"
Li Zhengguo laughed and got up to follow Shen Muyun.
"Tsk tsk tsk, serving a ruler is like serving a tiger, I'm under immense pressure!"
Watching the two big shots walk away, Lu Feng couldn't help but mutter a complaint.
The three of them boarded a private car and headed towards the Intermediate People's Court.
At this moment, at the main gate of the Intermediate People's Court, Qian Xuejun, the dean, stared straight into the distance, looking much like a groom longing for his bride.
When a black Audi A8 came into view, he jogged to meet it.
"Crack!"
The car door opened, and Li Zhengguo and Shen Muyun appeared one after the other. In the past, Qian Xuejun would definitely have greeted Li Zhengguo first.
But right now, he only had one thing on his mind—to find Lu Feng and find out about the fifth-generation fighter jet.
"Where's Lu Feng? Where's Lu Feng?"
He walked past the two men, his eyes fixed on the car door.
"Dean Qian, it's only been a short time since we last met, do you miss me that much?"
A deep, magnetic voice rang out, and Lu Feng stepped out of the car carrying a black briefcase.
"Missing you? Do you think you're some virgin? Quick, tell me, where are the blueprints and documents?"
Qian Xuejun rushed up to Lu Feng and asked anxiously.
"Here it is!"
Lu Feng held up the black combination lock box in his hand:
"Fifth generation..."
"No no no!"
Before he could finish speaking, a large hand suddenly appeared and covered his mouth.
Qian Xuejun looked around with extreme vigilance:
"Keep your voice down, kid. Although this place is very safe, no one can guarantee that there aren't foreign spies watching us all the time."
Li Zhengguo, standing to the side, nodded in agreement and said, "Dean Qian is right. We'd better be careful and talk inside!"
The four walked quickly toward the Intermediate People's Court's office building, and the atmosphere only eased when they arrived at Qian Xuejun's private office.
On the sofa, Qian Xuejun stared intently at the black box in Lu Feng's hand, not looking away for a moment.
"Young man Lu, do you really have the blueprints for a fifth-generation fighter jet?"
Even now, he still finds it hard to believe.
It wasn't that he was paranoid, but rather that no one understood better than him, the president of the Central Court, what the fifth-generation fighter jet represented.
For this project, their intermediate court recruited hundreds of experts in the aviation field and invested tens of billions of yuan, but so far they have only barely reached the threshold.
Even so, it took them a tremendous amount of effort.
Therefore, he really couldn't believe that Lu Feng, a privately-run research institute, could actually build a complete fifth-generation fighter jet.
"Dean Qian, the technology I have is of course genuine. Why would I lie to you?"
"If you don't believe me, you can have a professional take a look!"
Lu Feng appeared very confident, opening the box directly to reveal stacks of blueprints and various detailed documents inside.
"I don't need anyone else to look at it; I can understand it myself!"
Qian Xuejun waved his hand, stepped forward, and pulled out several blueprints about fifth-generation fighter jets from the briefcase, examining them carefully.
At this moment, Li Zhengguo, who was standing to the side, interjected with a chuckle:
"Xiao Feng, you probably don't know this, but our country's most advanced fourth-generation fighter jet was developed by Dean Qian's team!"
"His expertise in the aviation field ranks among the top three in the entire country of China!"
Hearing this, Lu Feng was genuinely surprised.
Previously, he only knew that Qian Xuejun was a very accomplished professor-level researcher, but he didn't really know which specific field he was in.
He looked at Qian Xuejun, who was carefully examining the blueprints, and felt a surge of sincere admiration.
He's one of the top three experts in the entire Chinese aviation industry. Such talent has reached the pinnacle of intelligence on Earth and is the kind of talent that countless countries dream of.
While the two were talking, Qian Xuejun had already looked through the drawings in his hand. He tried hard to control his hands and gently placed the drawings on the table.
"My God, this is unbelievable! I never knew you could plan it like this! No wonder we couldn't break through that bottleneck; it turns out we made a mistake from the very beginning!"
"This layout... is simply ingenious, this... this is amazing..."