Making biological components vibrate is not too difficult.
Or rather, it's so simple that the high cost is almost unbelievable.
He simply had a slight thought, copied his cell vibration log, and the biological component on the other side started vibrating.
Of course, this vibration is microscopic.
A cup placed above the biological components was blown away by the nearby fan.
With a "crack," it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The young lady next to him turned her head and said, "Sir, you are so generous. That was a purple clay teapot given to him by Dean Zhang!"
"It's worth a lot of money, wow!"
"Don't tell the master, or he'll feel bad later!"
The third brother said slyly.
Gao Ang didn't have time to check their contact information. Now that this step was done, the next step was to modify his beat-up little car.
However, before making any modifications, he had to do one more thing: further strengthen the vehicle.
In antigravity space, the internal structure of an object changes, and the forces between molecules become much weaker due to the absence of gravity.
He had reinforced it before, but it was only by adding a little something to the parts; it wasn't enough.
It took another half a day to finally get the old car mostly repaired.
Gao Ang reconstructed several biological components and fixed them to several locations on the vehicle chassis according to mechanical principles.
The installation location must be at a stress point on the vehicle's steel frame. If it is not at a stress point, it can easily deform the vehicle body, and in severe cases, it may even cause the vehicle to fall apart.
If you want to fly, you also need power.
Tires won't work; they rely on friction. We need to switch to jet-powered tires.
We also need to consider going up and down, turning, and so on.
After finishing, Gao Ang felt like an idiot: the car was fixed, but could it be driven out? Would it dare to fly?
Once this guy goes into space, won't he be exposed?
"Damn it, he's gotten too cocky!"
He patted his head, picked up his phone, and called Xiaoming. "Boss, I want to get a private jet. You can decide the price; money is no object. Also, prepare some engines for me; I need them."
"No problem, easy to arrange. But this money..."
"The account is mine. I'll transfer a deposit to you first. It's urgent and crucial. How long will it take?"
Gao Ang is not a patient person; he wants to get his hands on the plane now and then modify it properly.
"What's the rush? This requires paperwork, customization, and more..."
"Forget about custom-made, just get a ready-made one. I'll modify the internal parts myself. Even if you custom-made one for me, I might not like the designs, right?"
Are you in such a hurry?
Xiao Ming was stunned. There was something ready-made, but sending it over now would be too disrespectful to the recipient.
Despite his seemingly informal manner with Gao Ang, he actually values him quite a bit, because he was instructed from above to be polite.
"It's urgent. Once I've figured this out, I guarantee I'll give you a big surprise. Big planes and fifth-generation aircraft are nothing. I can even make a sixth-generation one for you."
Of course, this is not just bragging.
What is the purpose of fifth-generation aircraft? Information integration, which has basically been achieved now, so it's not that interesting anymore.
As for the sixth generation, just add artificial intelligence. As for stealth and such, if you add a space field to the aircraft, wouldn't that be a true sixth-generation aircraft?
"All you do is brag... Just wait, I'll get in touch with someone for you."
After hanging up the phone, Xiaoming started helping Gao Ang find an aircraft manufacturer.
The first choice is definitely state-owned enterprises, followed by military enterprises, and they have to be the top ones.
As for what Gao Ang said about the fifth and sixth generations, he didn't take it seriously, but he didn't let it go in one ear and out the other either, and still reported it to his superiors.
"Did he really say that?"
"Hmm, judging from his tone, he seems quite confident."
After careful consideration, Xiao Ming decided to accept the high price.
“In that case…” the leader tapped the table, pondered for a moment, and said, “Contact An Fei and ask him to provide one. As for the price, you can ask for a higher one. Anyway, this guy has plenty of money.”
"Isn't it inappropriate to take advantage of people like this?"
Xiao Ming asked cautiously.
"What do you mean by 'rip-off'? Are Anfei's products bad? They're military-grade, only a little more expensive than the market price. If he's not willing, then we'll just make it cheaper. You decide."
The leader waved his hand, dismissing Xiaoming.
Upon receiving Xiaoming's exorbitant quote, they showed no intention of haggling.
He was just worrying about how to spend the money, and now he's suddenly throwing out 100 million yuan to support the company's development.
It has to be said that the Social Affairs Bureau is very efficient. They called Xiaoming at 1 p.m. and his plane arrived at Pudong International Airport that same evening.
"You're not kidding me, are you? You actually got a trainer jet?"
Gao Ang was driving, and Xiao Ming was in the passenger seat. Gao Ang looked at the seemingly honest man next to him with a suspicious gaze.
"No way," Xiao Ming denied immediately. "A trainer aircraft is too much. At most, it's... an experimental aircraft." He lowered his voice as he finished speaking.
Is there a difference?
"Yes, this aircraft has a high safety rating, sufficient flight mileage, and has been properly broken in without any major problems. Moreover, the materials and engines used are among the best in China."
At this point, Xiaoming gave a thumbs up, saying, "It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it the ultimate aristocrat among private jets."
"Come on, I think you're just trying to use these words to dispel my resentment that I wasted money, right?"
Gao Ang wasn't particularly concerned about the experimental machine; he was just bored along the way and wanted to amuse him.
Upon arrival at the airport, the two were led by staff through a special passage to where the planes were parked.
It must be said that Anfei's skill level is quite good.
Gao Ang is a pragmatic person who doesn't care too much about appearances, but he felt that this plane was pretty good, at least comparable to those Gulfstream aircraft from abroad.
Of course, in his eyes, the difference was just two wheels and two wings...
Anfei only sent two pilots; as for flight attendants, forget about it.
"Mr. Zhang, shall we go up and take a look?"
Gao Feng raised his hand to indicate that he was going up the boarding stairs first.
Xiao Ming isn't an ignorant person, but he is genuinely quite interested in these ultra-luxurious private jets.
Following behind the scooter, Xiao Ming looked left and right, "I didn't lie to you, the interior is alright!"
Xiao Ming chuckled. He felt it was alright outside, but inside... it just wasn't quite the same.
All the interior colors are on the darker side, mainly because it's an experimental machine, and it's less likely to get dirty...
"It's alright, a pretty stable color. I hate those bright reds and purples, this is nice!"
The high response left Xiaoming speechless. Goodness, he was prepared to be criticized, but you said it was okay?
This made Xiaoming a little embarrassed. To be fair, the quality of this plane was undeniable, but in terms of luxury and prestige, it really couldn't compare to the Gulfstream.
"Mr. Gao, how about I have An Fei refund some of the money to you..."
"Sure, but don't return too much, just half."
Gao Feng touched here and there, answering casually.
"No, half is too much. How about a quarter?"
“I was just kidding,” Gao Ang put his arm around Zhang Xiaoming’s shoulder. “Really, I think it’s alright, at least much better than I expected.”
Gao Ang was telling the truth, after all, he was a country bumpkin, and had hardly ever ridden in a large plane, let alone a private jet.
"But, according to what you just said, there's... something fishy going on here?"
He rubbed his right thumb and forefinger together, and asked with a sly grin.
"What's going on? I got my boss's approval," Xiaoming said anxiously, acting as if he were the kind of person who liked money. "I know I asked for more money, but I'm not trying to fool you. But to be honest, I think the extra money was worth it!"
"How so?"
Gao Ang released him, leaned against the cabin wall, and waited for Xiao Ming's explanation.
"Think about it, you made the call in the morning, and the plane arrived in the evening. Isn't that efficient?"
Xiao Ming held up one finger.
It has to be said that what they said is true. If it were any other private jet, it would take at least half a year from ordering to receiving it.
"That's right, the efficiency is high enough, but then what?"
"It's one thing to own an airplane, but it's another to actually fly it. So-and-so is rich, he bought an airplane, but can he actually fly it?"
Xiaoming is talking about a certain entertainment star in northern China who, after making a fortune in the entertainment industry, started investing in various fields and made a huge amount of money.
He also has an airplane, but he just can't get it to fly.
It's very simple; he has all the necessary paperwork, including airworthiness certificates, ownership certificates, and so on.
However, it was ultimately blocked by the air traffic control department.
"Then, can I go to heaven?"
Gao Feng pointed to the sky. He himself could fly, but he meant whether the plane could fly.
"Of course, what do you see here?"
Xiao Ming opened his briefcase, which contained all his certificates. After rummaging through it for a while, he took out something that looked inconspicuous.
"This is the key to whether a private plane can take off. It contains the contact information for air traffic control departments in various regions, and even the Kyoto Air Traffic Control Headquarters. It's a confidential contact. If you want to fly, you can contact them anytime. Take this safe," Xiaoming said, taking a small box out of his pocket. "This is the password key. When you contact them, they will verify it with you."
Ang Gao took the small box, glanced at it, and thought, "Isn't this the same as a general's order?"
It's just a form of proof, to prove he's one of their own, and then they let him through?
"No, your program is way too... childish, isn't it?"
"Is this child's play? Brother, this is aimed at you. Do you think everyone else is like you? You're always talking about big companies and creating robots. And you did a great job in Kenya."
Gao Feng waved his hand dismissively, "It's just a little thing, hardly worthy of serious discussion. It's just some hormones..."
“You call that a little thing? That’s a real gem!” Zhang Xiaoming was heartbroken by Gao Feng’s attitude. “There’s a water shortage over there, and the weather is dry. This thing of yours can actually help crops…”
"Stop! I came here to see the plane, not to listen to your flattery. If I say it's a gadget, then it's a gadget."
Xiao Ming wisely shut his mouth and changed the subject, "Are you flying this plane yourself or..."
Can it drive itself?
"Sure, I've read the instructions. After takeoff, it will automatically fly along the predetermined route..."
Gao Ang interrupted him again, "I'm talking about the kind that's automatic from takeoff."
Xiao Ming finally understood: this wasn't autopilot, it was automatic takeoff!
"No, machines are not very reliable when they take off; the risk factor is a bit high."
Can I apply for automatic takeoff?
Xiao Ming felt a bit of a toothache, but after thinking about it, he said, "Let me ask."
"You've worked hard. Just tell them that I want to apply robots to all fields, and this private jet is just the beginning. That way, your boss won't make things difficult for you."
Patting Xiaoming on the shoulder, Gao Ang began to give him advice.
"Alright, you do your thing, I'm going to make a phone call."
"Do you even need to tell me? I'm just going through the motions when I make this call..." Xiao Ming thought to himself.
While Xiaoming was on the phone, Gao Ang looked around the place thoroughly.
Overall, it's pretty good, and he's quite satisfied. The only drawback is that it's a little small; it would be even better if it had a garage.
"Forget it, let's make a small one to play with first, and then make a big one when the bio-component technology is mature."
A short while later, Xiaoming returned to the cabin. "All done. You can do whatever you want now, but there's a condition: if you want to fly, you must pass the relevant department's quality inspection. If you don't pass, you still can't fly. Although you're a special talent, we have to consider others' needs too, right?"
“I understand,” Gao Ang said, about to say something more, when he suddenly turned to look outside. “Let’s go out for a smoke.”
To be honest, he hasn't smoked in a long time.
He mentioned smoking because he sensed something was amiss.
As soon as the two landed, Xiaoming shouted, "Holy crap, what happened to that plane?"
In the direction Xiaoming was pointing, there was a plane about to land, but from their perspective, the plane's posture looked very strange.
Even an ordinary person like Xiaoming could see that something was wrong, let alone Gao Yang.
The nose was down, the fuselage was tilted, the landing gear was not deployed, and it was not far from the ground. According to Gao's estimate, it would make contact with the ground in at most 20 seconds.
Without saying a word, Xiaoming grabbed Gao Ang and ran away, quickly leaving this place of trouble.
"Why are you running away? You're so far away from us."
Gao Ang shook off Xiao Ming's hand and hurriedly walked towards the plane, saying, "I'm going to the restroom, don't follow me."
Xiao Ming had no time for jokes at that moment. He wasn't needed here anymore; he had to report to his superiors immediately, as something big might be about to happen.
Gao Ang didn't go to the toilet, and there was no one else in the cabin; the pilot was resting in the airport VIP lounge.
After locking the toilet with all his might, he vanished from the spot.
He doesn't have time to think about why the plane is behaving this way; the key now is to prevent this accident from happening again.
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