Cui Jincan felt that he was a god.

In his words, those brain-dead fans are like devout believers, desperately working for him.

Cui Jincan snorted coldly: "This time I want to see, who would dare to offend me.

The economic man next to him frowned.

As a Chinese, he always feels that things are going out of control.

There was even a feeling of anxiety in his heart.

"Mr. Cui, things are developing too quickly, should you let the fans calm down, just in case..."

Cui Jincan snorted coldly: "What if? Nothing, let those brain-dead fans make trouble. The worse the trouble, the hotter I will become, and my appearance fee can be doubled."

Cui Jincan took a sip of the red wine and said, "By the way, I will choose a few beautiful girls from my fan club. I am in a good mood. I want to spoil them."

Cui Jincan meets with a few girls almost every night.

He is the idol of these girls. As long as Cui Jincan hooks his fingers, these girls will climb onto his bed willingly.

In his eyes, these girls are simply tools for him to indulge his selfish desires.

The agent frowned, but it was a pity that Cui Jincan was so popular that he didn't dare to provoke him.

"Okay, I will choose a few beautiful ones for you right away." The agent nodded and turned and left.

It's already more than two o'clock in the morning.

In the bedroom, Zhao Hua wears reading glasses, sitting in front of the lamp, frowning and looking at the drawings.

"Where is the problem?"

The development of the 13th-generation fighter is the most important military project for China this year.

Now that I am about to succeed, I have encountered a problem.

They have been stuck here for a week.

As long as this key issue is resolved, the 13th generation of Chinese fighters will surpass the Eagle Nation and become the real sky hegemon.

The door was pushed open, and Ye Chen walked in.

"Old Hua, it's early morning, you need to rest."

"I'm not sleepy, I'll look at the drawings for a while."

Ye Chen walked to Hua Lao's side and his eyes fell on the drawing.

In an instant, he saw that there was a problem with this drawing.

"Old Hua, I feel that the problem lies in the engine. The engine's horsepower is not enough, causing the aircraft to fail to reach the supersonic pulse wave in flight, so the problem of severe shaking in the aircraft experiment will occur.

Ye Chen's words shocked Old Hua.

"Engine, yes, why didn't I think about it."

Old Hua patted the table abruptly and looked at Ye Chen excitedly.

Suddenly, old Hua's face changed slightly: "Xiaoye, how did you find the cause of the problem?"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "I used to like machinery, self-taught."

Self taught?

Hua Lao was completely dumbfounded.

With so many experts, they studied for a week without black or white.

As a result, they found a solution with just a casual glance.

This is too surprising.

"Ye Chen thank you so much."

Old Hua stood up, quickly got up and walked outside.

Ye Chen said: "Old Hua, I actually have a better plan, using nuclear power for the engine."

Hearing what Ye Chen said, Mr. Hua was taken aback for a moment.

Then Hua Lao smiled: "Ye Chen, your idea is very good, but although nuclear energy can get the most energy, but now no country in the world can develop nuclear power engines that can be used in airplanes."

Ye Chen said with a smile: "Actually I can try."

"You?" Old Hua was stunned when he heard Ye Chen's words.

Ye Chen continued: "But you need to prepare a laboratory and some experimental equipment for me."

If it was before, Hua Lao would not believe it.

After all, nuclear power engines that can be used in airplanes are still just a proposition.

No country has developed it at all.

But Mr. Hua nodded.

After all, the area covered by the 13th-generation fighter jets has surpassed the cognition of ordinary people.

Ye Chen actually saw the problem at a glance, which made Hua Lao have to look at Ye Chen with admiration.

If Ye Chen can really develop a nuclear power engine, then China's combat effectiveness can even lead the Eagle country by ten years.

This is his ultimate lifelong dream.

Ye Chen went to the laboratory, while Hualao continued to lead the task force for research and development.

Sure enough, after testing, the problem lies in the engine.

"Old Hua, you are too good."

"As expected, Mr. Hua, I still rely on you."

Mr. Hua shook his head: "I didn't find the problem, it was another person."

"What? Who? Which academician is it?" the rest of the research team asked in confusion.

Old Hua smiled: "He is my bodyguard."

"Bodyguard?" Hearing what Hua Lao said, everyone was stupid.

Everyone in their presence is the top scientific research talent in China.

They have been studying this difficult problem day and night for more than half a month.

But a bodyguard found the source of the problem.

But at this moment, Old Hua felt dizzy and fell backward.

Fortunately, the people next to him found that he was supporting Hua Lao.

"Professor Zhao...Come on, Professor Zhao fainted."

In order to find this last problem, Hua Lao hasn't closed his eyes for more than half a month.

After all, he is in his seventies.

Hua Lao still couldn't stand it anymore.

The laboratory was in a panic.

"Hurry up to the hospital," someone shouted.

Everyone knows how important Hualao is in China, and it can be said that he has supported half of China's scientific research.

But at this moment, countless Cui Jincan fans of brain-disabled people gathered at the door of the Magic Capital Research Institute.

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