Sky-cracking Rider

"Nangong Ruiyang is actually quite a nice person," Shen Fei said, fearing that Chen Fei might misunderstand, as she detected some incompatibility between the two men. Chen Xiao'er would rather they not get along. If two grown men were too compatible, that would truly be a disaster (‧̣̥̇꒪່⍢꒪່). He nonchalantly said, "Understandable, it's just a bit of jealousy! As the winner, I wouldn't bully the weak." "You're so petty!" "No one is generous in this kind of situation! Let me give you an example, imagine sharing a boyfriend, just imagine for a second, oh..." ... They gradually walked away from each other. Chen Fei and the Northern Weapons Industry's "Canglong" project had each gotten what they wanted, a true quid pro quo. A Chen Fei version of the "Canglong" design almost drove the original manufacturers to despair, though no one questioned if this was a deliberate "scheme and conspiracy." Those who sat in such positions were not lacking in intelligence. In fact, for the team members of the project group, such "schemes and conspiracies" were more the merrier. As long as the development of the "Canglong" advanced fighter jet moved a significant step forward, what was saved was not just time but also a great deal of financial, material, and human resources, and the working years of experts. A generation, a generation of fighter jets, the costs are enormous, so any price is worth paying. - The grand battle of "Abyssal Gladiatorial" was gradually coming to an end. Many teams began to withdraw one after another. Minante, a new friend from Cangqiong Star, and his team "Gale Team" returned to Cangqiong Star with their crew and assembled combat aircraft on the third day after the final duel match, giving Chen Fei a call just to say goodbye. The dueling mechanism of "Abyssal Gladiatorial" was not a brutal fight to the death. Although it was one-on-one combat, it didn't necessarily have to end in life-or-death strife. Each participating team could only play in one match, erupting with the most exquisite aerial combat skill was the real goal, like a brilliant firework, aiming only for a moment of dazzle. "'Rookie,' just got a new job!" When everyone was getting ready to pack their bags, Hanna Gagel handed over a folded piece of paper. The headquarters in Chapala City on the South Continent of America had just signed a contract and forwarded it to Boss Hanna. "What job is it?" Chen Fei took the piece of paper with curiosity and looked at it intently. "Eh! Eh? What's going on here? Is it a scam?" Chen Fei lifted his gaze from the paper, looking at Boss Hanna. "It's not a scam, I've already confirmed it with the embassy of the Slan Dynasty; it's indeed issued by the royal family, the commission is legitimate," Hanna Gagel shrugged her shoulders, having already passed the surprise phase, so now she appeared quite calm. When she first received this document from the headquarters, her reaction was no calmer than Chen Fei's. As a military contractor, besides operating the Aircrew Base, maintaining regular patrols, and eliminating dangerous mutants and magical beasts, it also undertook various defense and offensive tasks, as long as they were legal, any job that danced with the Grim Reaper was given their all. It was completely unexpected that a small military contractor like Jiu Defense would receive a commission from the Sulan Royal Family of Cangqiong Star. Whether in terms of scale, strength, qualifications, or experience, there were many military contractors and Cangqiong Star mercenary teams far stronger than Jiu Defense Company; yet, surprisingly, this opportunity fell into the hands of the rookie-like Jiu Defense. "Is it a direct commission? Why choose me? And through the company?" Chen Fei was very puzzled; since it was a direct commission, no wonder this document had ended up in his hands. Being treated as company business, there was little room to refuse. After all, it was work. Despite Chen Fei currently balancing the roles of a mechanic and a pilot, a worker is like a piece of brick, wherever needed, must be moved. To haggle with one's boss is simply asking for trouble. However, Chen Fei held no grudges against the Slan Royal Family or Star Yuan, so he had never considered refusing. "It seems your uncle personally recommended it, though that's just hearsay," Hanna Gagel had her own channels of information. Before the Slan Royal Family prepared to issue this commission, quite a few well-informed top military contractors from Blue Star and mercenary teams from Cangqiong Star tried to snatch the order, but in the end, Jiu Defense received the commission with no interference. The comprehensive headquarters of Jiu Defense, located in Chapala City, had expected to face various intimidations and pressures from counterparts demanding them to transfer this commission, but those industry leaders almost simultaneously ceased their efforts, seemingly acquiescing to Jiu Defense taking on this commission. Rumors have it that some oblivious counterparts were about to take action but were quickly suppressed, and some even went bankrupt because of it. Even Claude Hughes, the somewhat slow-reacting Vice Manager of the Jiu Defense comprehensive center, eventually guessed that, more than likely, the Slan Royal Family was intervening behind the scenes to ensure the commission would fall to Jiu Defense without any problems. When dealing with the ruler of a civilized planet, no military contractor dared deny this gesture, especially those mercenaries who also needed to make a living under their rule. The former didn't even need the Slan Royal Family to act personally. By merely indicating an interest, the sovereigns from Blue Star were more than willing to comply, efficiently eliminating any potential dissent. "My uncle? Strange..." Chen Fei felt perplexed. Why didn't his uncle speak to him directly, instead choosing to commission him through the company? "Even without being specific, I think this mission suits you quite well," Hanna Gagel continued, "Have you decided? If you're unwilling, I can find a way to decline it for you." Even if refusing the commission would offend the Silan Royal Family, she would still do it. That's what it meant to stand as a boss! "No, I'll take the commission," he said. Chen Fei made the decision on the spot. The Silan Royal Family was a major player among the big players, and this commission alone could keep Jiu Defense Company afloat till it rolled its eyes back. As long as he didn't squander the money, there wouldn't be worries about bankruptcy for at least three years. As the contractor of this business deal, Chen Fei could also make a fortune, buy a house and a car, warm the bed for his wife and kids, and thus climb the peak of life. Even if his younger sister got conned out of 5 million again, he, as the brother, could easily handle it (Chen Xiaosan! Enough already!). "Don't force yourself!" Commission money also meant risks, and Hanna Gagel saw that clearly. But in the business of military contracting, what job didn't carry risks? Competition was just part of daily meals; corporate wars broke out every year, they killed you, you killed them back, but this field never lacked the daredevils who faced life and death with disinterest. Staying safe at home, you could still choke to death on a bun, so as the daredevils always said, life and death are predestined, and wealth is in heaven's hands. "Right, I've got this!" Chen Fei waved the commission paper he held, took out a pen, signed his name, and handed it back to the boss. Hanna Gagel patted Chen Fei's shoulder and said, "Alright, leave now, and return soon." "Got it!" Chen Fei didn't have any luggage to pack; it was all in Little Bird's leg ring. With empty hands, he picked up Xiao Jiu and just went. Taking advantage of the current low human traffic around the main area of 'The Abyssal Gladiatorial,' and the transport not yet being saturated, leaving immediately was the best choice. If he waited until the end, when the crowd dispersed across the world, the transport capacity on roads and railways would immediately burst, and he would have to wait another four or five days for it to ease up. - "Dad, Chen Fei has a mission and has left early," after hanging up the phone, Shen Fei reported to her Vice President dad. So that the "Canglong" project team wouldn't try to find Chen Fei and end up wasting their efforts. She herself felt a bit regretful; initially thinking they'd have a few more days together, strolling around, but plans couldn't keep up with changes, because of work reasons, Chen Fei left in a rush again. Shen Songling shifted his gaze from the company document display, and said, "Also inform Vice President Nangong, they should be busy digesting the newly acquired design scheme." The Chen Fei version of the "Canglong" advanced fighter jet design scheme had already been sent back to the homeland, and the project team members staying at the headquarters were quite startled by this sky-fallen scheme. Initially thinking it was an April Fool's joke, but after seeing the dueling war video extracted from the hosts of 'The Abyssal Gladiatorial,' they realized this joke wasn't funny at all. The project team's "Canglong" was still learning from the crashed aircraft's lessons, far from being finalized, yet there it was, fighting dramatically in the sky, and even winning real battles. They really wanted to swear out loud. Luckily this version of the design scheme was in hand, clearing all potential problems so the project team at headquarters hadn't revolted, almost making the job undoable. Now, the project team members, separated by distance, were all tirelessly interpreting it, not daring to waste even a second, keeping online meetings all day long, lest they needed to communicate but couldn't find anyone. - Finally no longer having to deal with the big dogs, Nangong Ruiyang, after a whole day reviewing technical data with his father, returned to his dormitory. The Northern Weapons Industry Group wasn't stingy with its technicians, providing each with a private dormitory, even though it was thousands of miles away from the homeland in the limited conditions of 'The Abyssal Gladiatorial' camp, still ensuring individual rooms of 50 square meters with heating, hot and cold water, and 24-hour meal service. As long as the work was done well, even laundry wasn't a concern. At this moment, his brain felt swollen, obviously from an excess of reading. Yet, Nangong Ruiyang reflexively opened his laptop again, planning to watch a movie to relax. As his eyes shifted, he noticed the data storage device lying on the desk. He suddenly remembered, it was that fellow surnamed Chen who fiddled with the crystal jet design scheme, right there on this data storage device. A mocking smile involuntarily spread across his lips. Heh, that guy, not even a Sky Knight, daring to fiddle with crystal jets, truly ignorant of death! Forget it, a gentleman is generous; let it go, take a few looks just to relax the brain, then later mock that guy thoroughly. Nangong Ruiyang connected the data storage device to his laptop and began reviewing the materials. His breathing unconsciously grew heavier, the bloodshot in his eyes intensified, yet he still kept his eyes wide open, staring fixedly at the screen, his movements growing more forceful. A few minutes later, a scream suddenly rang out in the room. "Eek?~ Eek eek eek yah!!!!!! Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!~"