Spark

It wasn't until after 9 o'clock in the evening that Chen Nian bid farewell to Wang Jiancheng.

Naturally, he wouldn't ask Wang Jiancheng to invite him to this meal. Compared with the other party who lived on a scholarship, he could use an incredible amount of resources, and he didn't care about the cost of a meal.

This made Wang Jiancheng very embarrassed. Before leaving, he insisted that he would be the host next time, but Chen Nian just agreed with a smile.

He faintly felt that his fate with this junior didn't seem to end yet.

Fluctlight Aerospace Defense System

This is a teenager's dream, but this dream is not far away.

If he followed the current speed of development, he might be able to see the star called "Luoguang" twinkling in the sky of Huaxia before he entered middle age.

And Wang Jiancheng may be the key person who created this star.

After answering the address, Chen Nian opened the system interface as usual to check the latest progress.

The number of source points is 3.89. I haven't seen it for two days, and it has increased by 0.2 points.

Compared with the source point consumption of 6.7 points of high-speed rail core technology, it is still far behind, but the gap is not too big.

For the next period of time, as long as you continue to study at a steady pace, you will be able to accumulate enough source points in less than a month.

Thinking of this, Chen Nian sat down at the desk and opened the half-learned silicon metallurgy textbook.

At the same time, Zaporozhye, Madasich factory office.

Kuchma excitedly looked at the document in front of him, his eyes flashed with shock, puzzlement, doubt, but more, ecstasy.

It turned out to be true.

Those Chinese people actually came up with a prediction model for the thermosetting characteristics of turbine blade flow!

Although Meng Qinghao's idiot's notes were not comprehensive at all, and could even be said to be completely fragmented, Kuchma was able to draw an absolutely indisputable conclusion even just relying on the patchwork of these fragments:

This model is real.

Whether it is the final conclusion, the type of preset variables, or the mathematical method used, there is nothing wrong with it.

If he was given time, he would even have the confidence to make a rough outline of this model.

But the problem is, if you really want to do that, the time it takes must be calculated in "years".

Moreover, the results obtained in this way are not deterministic.

Because, until the last moment, before substituting the real experiment, you never know whether it is right or wrong.

The risk is too great.

The best way is to get that model from Dongqi Group.

As long as you take it, it will definitely come in handy!

At that time, what F119? What western market? What Yankees?

None worth mentioning.

Relying on this model, coupled with the technical background, data accumulation and existing equipment of the Motor Sic factory, he is confident that Motor Sic can truly become a world-class engine manufacturer within a few years.

Even, it can compete with GM and Pratt \u0026 Whitney.

Thinking of this, Kuchma became even more excited.

He almost couldn't wait to share the news with Motor Sic's decision-makers, telling them that Dongqi Group has something far more useful than the F119 engine, the Western market, and even the support of the May Conference. , we must quickly get rid of the United States and swallow this achievement alone.

But soon, he calmed down again.

With the strength of the Motor Sich factory, it is really impossible to win this deal.

It is necessary to use the power of the May Society to let them take out more chips.

What's more, if it is really because of this incident that it completely breaks face with the US side, it is impossible for its own side to get any benefits.

In that case, the gain outweighs the loss.

In contrast, it may be a better choice to contact Huaxia according to the instructions of the May Conference and seek as much benefit as possible.

In this way, Madacic can benefit from both ends.

Why not do it?

But how to start negotiations has become a problem.

You can't just go and tell Meng Qinghao that you peeked at his notes yourself.

It seems that we still have to think of a way

Two hours later, Meng Qinghao received an invitation from Kuchma, and the other party specifically told him that this meeting would introduce him to a new friend.

Thus, Meng Qinghao knew that the fish had bitten the bait.

He rushed to the restaurant reserved by Kuchma on time, and met Kuchma and the so-called "new friend" beside him in a separate room.

As expected, it was a senior technician in the Motor Sich factory. Although Meng Qinghao had never dealt with him, he had seen his name in the documents.

"Meng, you're here."

Kuchma tried his best to be calm, and he did not show any flaws, but he didn't know that today's dinner initiated by him was actually the biggest flaw.

"Kuchma, my friend."

"I thought you didn't have time today. After all, it's a working day—I'm still going to pay the bill this time, and I can use the funds to reimburse it."

Meng Qinghao smiled slyly, and Kuchma also had a knowing smile on his face.

"Then let our friend be the gentleman. Meng, this is Mechnikov, a senior researcher and an old friend of mine. In the past, we worked together in the United Engine Group, and later you understood. "

Meng Qinghao tactfully did not ask, but extended his hand to Mechnikov:

"It is an honor to meet you, Mr. Mechnikov."

"I've always had a lot of admiration for technicians, and Kuchma can attest to that."

Mechnikov smiled and took his hand, and replied:

"I can feel it. Likewise, I have a lot of admiration for the technicians in your country, who have always done amazing things in silence."

"That's the truth! Let's have a drink, toast you!"

Meng Qinghao lifted his wine glass, and the atmosphere at the table instantly rose several degrees.

Under Kuchma's lubrication, Meng Qinghao and Mechnikov quickly became familiar with each other, and the other party did not have the cramped and restrained that is typical of pure technicians, but looked exquisite in all aspects.

Whether it is the topic of chatting or the mastery of the atmosphere, it is easy to handle.

Moreover, he seems to be deliberately leading the topic in a specific direction.

This action was done extremely covertly, but unfortunately, in front of Meng Qinghao, there was nothing to hide.

He waited patiently, hoping that the other party would get to the point quickly, and finally, after mentioning the "quality of turbine blades" several times, Mechnikov finally spoke:

"...Actually, the problem of turbine blades is one of the key technologies of gas turbines, and I think you are also aware of this."

"It's not just for you, even for us, even for GE and Pratt \u0026 Whitney. In fact, the difficulties are the same."

"For a long time in the past, we have been trying to find some simple way to deal with this difficulty, such as building a set of models for predicting the performance of turbine blades."

"But the work is tedious, and we've only made limited progress."

"Predictive model?"

Meng Qinghao asked in feigned surprise.

"What kind of predictive model?"

"Uh, well, just saying a name probably doesn't involve confidentiality."

"It is mainly a prediction model of the thermosetting characteristics of turbine blade flow. Maybe you have not heard these terms, after all, you are not a professional technician."

"I have heard!"

Meng Qinghao said quickly.

"You want this model?"

Kuchma and Mechnikov looked at each other, secretly happy:

The fish is hooked.

But they didn't express joy on their faces, but pretended to sigh helplessly:

"Who wouldn't? We could save a lot of work if we had a model like this."

"It's just that until now, we haven't really completed it yet."

"What if... we could help you solve this problem?"

Meng Qinghao asked hesitantly.

He looked at the expressions of the two people on the opposite side, and thought in his heart:

The fish finally bites