Just as Wu Yihao and Morris were pretending to be polite, the door of the reception room next door suddenly opened, and Hatim and Wang Ming walked out with smiles on their faces.
Seeing their performance, Wu Yihao felt happy.
This time, it probably worked.
----No, of course the contract is not directly concluded, but at least the preliminary intention should be reached.
Morris didn't seem to understand the situation yet. He probably thought that the smile on Hatim's face was just a courtesy to his friends, so he greeted him as soon as he walked out of the door and said hello.
"Mr. Hatim, I..."
"How did you know I was here?"
However, before he could finish speaking, Hatim interrupted him with a frown.
Morris was stunned for a moment.
Inquiring about the whereabouts of important officials of a country is not a big taboo in business, especially in an industry like his.
But if the person being inquired about takes the initiative to bring it up, that's a different story.
Judging from Hatim's performance, he seems to be a little dissatisfied with this...
But Morris's reaction was also very quick. He immediately thought of a reason and explained:
"Mr. Izuri and I made an appointment to meet here. We saw your car outside, so we came over to take a look..."
Hatim's brows still didn't relax, and he said in a cold tone:
"You should not interrupt the conversation between my wife and Mr. Wu - you know, they are both gardening enthusiasts, this is just a meeting between friends."
"Of course, of course, I'm just here to say hello as a friend."
Morris answered quickly.
In the transactions between Saudi Arabia and France, France indeed occupies the absolute initiative.
But in his transaction with Hatim, the situation was different.
After all, the other party is the chief of general staff of a country. In terms of status and ability, he far surpasses me...
I really don’t know how these Chinese people can get along with him so easily.
Morris carefully observed Hatim's expression, and the latter waved his hand and said:
"Well, if nothing happens, Mr. Morris, I think you can leave."
"I know you are here for our cooperation, but I may not be in Riyadh in the next few days. If anything happens, you can contact my secretary."
"Understood. Have a nice holiday."
Morris replied with a few flattering words and hurriedly left the lounge, but after the door closed, Hatim returned to his smile.
He looked at Wang Ming beside him and said:
"Ming, as we were talking, I think we should head to your country as soon as possible."
"You are still as sincere and fair as ever. If its performance is really as superior as you said, I think this will be another successful cooperation..."
.......
Two days later, 601 test flight ground.
Hatim was wearing a thick fur coat, holding a telescope in his hand, observing the dark gray painted fighter plane in the distance, and said:
"It's really interesting. Have your aesthetics finally improved? This seems to be the first time I've seen you use this color of paint."
After hearing his words, Wang Ming on the side smiled and replied:
"This is the suggestion of one of our important engineers. He said that appearance is also a part of combat effectiveness - the better the appearance, the stronger the combat effectiveness."
"Interesting statement, I hope he's not lying. Ming, can we start the test?"
Wang Ming nodded and waved to Lei Gang who was waiting in the distance. The next second, a series of instructions began to be transmitted. The "J-8" fighter in the distance, which had long been unlike the J-8, moved slowly. stand up.
The tail of the fighter jet sprayed out hot and bright flames, which looked particularly dazzling under the gray sky.
After a short glide, the dark gray bird rose from the ground and rose into the sky with a vigorous posture.
Hatim was stunned. He recalled the arc that passed before his eyes and asked in disbelief:
"Ming, didn't you say that you are using a simplified version of the WS-10 engine? But the power... doesn't seem to be worse than the J-10 you tested before."
"certainly."
Wang Ming's tone was a bit proud.
"The J-8 III is a heavy-duty fighter. It adopts a twin-engine structure. The combined peak thrust of the two engines reaches 24 tons."
"You know, the single thrust of the WP-13 engine we used before was only 6.4 tons, which is not an order of magnitude at all."
"So, the thrust of this aircraft is actually somewhat redundant now."
"very nice!"
Hatim nodded with emotion, and then continued:
"Can it fly stunts? Like complex maneuvers?"
"It's absolutely fine, it's part of the show."
Just as Wang Ming finished speaking, the J-8 III flying at high speed in the air suddenly changed its flight attitude.
Then, the plane began to climb in an arc with an astonishing angle. When it reached the top of the climb, the nose of the plane suddenly pressed down and turned into a dive attitude.
Immediately afterwards, the plane began to fall at a high speed, and then pulled up again when the altitude was less than 1,000 meters.
All this seemed to be accomplished with great ease. Hatim was stunned and stuttered slightly:
"It's amazing... I've only seen maneuvers like this in movies before."
"For it, maybe the Cobra maneuver is nothing..."
"Ming, how did you do it?"
"Obviously your technology... It seems a bit impolite to say this, but I feel like, as if overnight, you have mastered the authority of Allah!"
"This is nothing short of a miracle..."
Listening to Hatim's sigh, the corner of Wang Ming's mouth curled up in a proud arc.
Yes, when I first saw the J-8 III perform such incredible maneuvers, my reaction was almost exactly the same as Hatim's.
Quick lift, fast descent, ultimate maneuverability, and extremely stable low-speed performance.
All of this has exceeded his imagination and his understanding of "modern fighters".
Can this still be called a pseudo-third-generation machine?
This is the third generation machine!
Even the J-8 III can do this. If the optimization of the J-10 is completed, how powerful will it be?
----What about Project No. 22?
How terrifying would that fighter jet that is still among the legends be?
Wang Ming took a gentle breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and continued to speak to Hatim:
"Hatim, that's not all."
"You know, modern air combat has gradually shifted from combat within visual range to attack beyond visual range."
"I also told you that we have equipped this fighter plane with a brand new radar system. Now, we can launch attacks from beyond visual range."
"To show you this, we have specially prepared a target for you..."
As if cooperating with his explanation, the J-8 climbed slowly in the air. After entering the shooting angle, a burst of white smoke appeared from under its belly. Then, an air-to-air missile pierced the clouds and shot towards the invisible distance in the distance. The direction shuttles away.
Ten seconds later, a small firelight lit up on the edge of the empty sky.
The missile hit the target drone.
Hatim's eyes were wide open and his mouth didn't close for a long time.
"Such accuracy... Ming, are you really not faking it?"
"Absolutely impossible - if you don't believe it, in subsequent experiments, you can even send your own pilots to conduct random test flights. You know, this is a two-seat fighter jet."
Hatim shook his head, still staring at the plane in the sky.
After a long time, he suddenly said:
"Ming, I really admire you."
"In just a few decades, you have actually developed to this extent."
"We were once at the same starting point, but now you have left us far behind."
"We have searched everywhere for imported fighter jets and paid high prices, but we have never thought of building a fighter jet of our own like you."
"Tell me, why is this?"
Wang Ming was silent for a moment and replied:
"I know the reason, but it's hard to explain to you."
"But...I think you understand one thing."
"For a country and a civilization like ours, if we don't get first place, it's a failure."
"What we are chasing is just the top."
"So, we will keep moving forward, by any means necessary..."
"Understood."
Hatim nodded solemnly.
But suddenly, a slightly teasing smile appeared on his face.
He looked at Wang Ming and said:
"Perhaps these things should not be discussed by the two of us. Maybe we should invite you to speak at our next government meeting - that will definitely bring a lot of inspiration to our officials."
"But now..."
"Give me the plane and take my money!"
