Absurd! How can your Great Xia build a purely domestic passenger aircraft?

"You're canceling the cooperation framework previously agreed upon for the COMAC C919 project?"

Charles Borden repeated in disbelief, "So you no longer need our LEAP-X engines as an integrated propulsion system?"

He had initially thought this was just a typical negotiation from Great Xia, urging them to speed up the R&D progress for the LEAP-X project.

Who would have thought that Xu Qianren would simply flip the table and announce: "Cooperation canceled, I'm not playing with you anymore!"

This wasn't a negotiation at all; Charles Borden felt it was more like a death sentence.

If he returned to CFM headquarters with this outcome, he'd be immediately sentenced to 'life imprisonment' and banished to the cold palace forever.

"Yes, you can understand it that way," Xu Qianren replied calmly, as if nothing had happened.

"Xu, I can guarantee you," a determined glint flashed in Charles Borden's eyes, "Our CFM company will develop the LEAP-X engine as quickly as possible, as long as our cooperation continues as usual and we sign the contract."

He still thought that Great Xia Commercial Aircraft was using a classic negotiation tactic: the 'extreme pressure strategy.' They weren't bargaining at all; if CFM didn't agree to accelerate R&D, Great Xia Commercial Aircraft would simply cancel the cooperation.

Charles Borden had to admit, he couldn't handle this tactic!

The COMAC C919 project absolutely could not afford any setbacks. Headquarters attached extreme importance to it, and he, as a regional director, couldn't possibly bear that responsibility.

However.

Facing his little trick, Xu Qianren decisively shook his head, "Mr. Borden, you need to understand that this is not a discussion."

"It's a notification: cooperation is canceled."

Did he really not know what Charles Borden was thinking?

Even if Great Xia Commercial Aircraft agreed to continue the cooperation, would CFM really accelerate their progress?

Let alone a verbal promise, even if a contract was signed, what then? Would they truly fulfill their promise?

That was a joke. Expecting a bunch of pirates to be trustworthy?

The West's current talk of trustworthiness was merely because they held the dominant position. Once they fell into a disadvantage, their so-called trustworthiness would be nothing more than scrap paper.

Capitalism only knew profit, never credit.

On this point, both Xu Qianren personally and Great Xia as a whole had experienced it more than once or twice in the past few decades.

"Who has approached you for cooperation? Why are you suddenly canceling this?" Charles Borden asked with a grim expression.

"Did they offer Great Xia Commercial Aircraft better terms? We CFM can offer the same conditions. We are still number one in the commercial aircraft engine field."

Several names of aviation giants flashed through his mind, the foremost being Eagle Country's Pratt & Whitney, IAE International Aero Engines, and Great Britain's Rolls-Royce. (It's the same company as the former Rolls-Royce, hence the RR logo.)

As for the remaining EA engine alliance companies, Borden thought it unlikely.

After all, GE General Electric not only held a 50% stake in the EA engine alliance but also held a 50% stake in CFM.

"Mr. Borden, none of what you mentioned is the case."

Xu Qianren remained unfazed. "This time, Great Xia will independently research and develop an integrated propulsion engine system and build a 100% domestically produced civil aircraft."

He didn't hide this fact. How many global aviation engine giants were watching Great Xia Commercial Aircraft's C919 project? Even if they wanted to hide it, they couldn't. If you didn't choose any company, only independent R&D was a possibility.

"Great Xia Commercial Aircraft is going to independently develop an engine system? And independently design and build a 100% domestically produced civil aircraft?" Charles Borden's eyes widened, his face filled with questions.

"Xu, the difficulty involved is not as simple as you imagine. I think you can reconsider the cooperation terms."

His tone was not only shocked but also carried a strong sense of mockery and doubt.

It was as if he was about to blurt out: 'How dare Great Xia think it can independently build a 100% domestically produced civil aircraft?'

One must know that most of the world's true aviation engine giants were inseparable from GE General Electric and Pratt & Whitney. The engines for aircraft like the F-22, F-35, B-2, etc., all came from General Electric or Pratt & Whitney.

In his opinion, Great Xia's most advanced J-10 fighter jet still used Russia's AL-31FN engine. What made them think they could develop a commercial aircraft engine with higher requirements?

A smile appeared on Xu Qianren's face. "Regarding this, you don't need to worry about it, CFM company."

"Then I'll be waiting for the day Great Xia Commercial Aircraft successfully test-flies the C919," Charles Borden said, narrowing his eyes at Xu Qianren. He even spoke this sentence in his awkward Chinese.

"I hope I don't have to wait too long. Let's go!" He grabbed the translator and a conference scribe accompanying him and stormed out, slamming the door.

Great Xia Commercial Aircraft, founded less than two years ago, was already aiming for a 100% domestically produced civil aircraft.

How dare they have such confidence? How could they make such a decision?

CFM International Engine Company, since becoming a global commercial aircraft engine giant, had never encountered such an absurd situation.

"Then we'll just have to wait and see," Xu Qianren watched their retreating figures.

Once Great Xia Commercial Aircraft solved the most difficult boss, the super-large civil passenger aircraft, wouldn't smaller and medium-sized civil passenger aircraft be easily achievable?

At that time, not only CFM and other engine companies but even Boeing and Airbus would see their market share plummet.

With Great Xia's absolute price advantage, he believed that most civil aviation companies worldwide would have zero resistance.

By then, would they still be able to sit still? Even Eagle Country would probably have to intervene.

Several hours later.

Across the ocean, in the LLNL Laboratory employee dormitory.

Although it was already late at night in Great Xia, it was only 8 AM in California, which was fifteen hours behind Great Xia.

Lu Ze finished washing up and wiped the water droplets from his face.

He glanced at the information on the light screen in his eye.

[Achievement Points: 8500.]

[System Space Inventory:.]

[Copy Count: 1. (Resets every Monday.)]

The corners of his mouth curled into a smile. "It's finally Monday again, my favorite day, and my copy count has refreshed."

He was only a little bit away from ten thousand Achievement Points. If he could copy another high-tech item this week, he'd be able to do a Blue Draw.

"I'm still eight copy counts away from unlocking the Purple Draw," Lu Ze muttered.

He guessed that once he unlocked higher-tier draws, the system's functions would also become more numerous.

"Lucy told me yesterday that the next batch of weapons and equipment won't be stocked for another two or three weeks."

Lu Ze frowned, constantly pondering the best plan. "I'll go check out the maintenance center first to see if there's anything worth copying."

He felt that the maintenance center, this treasure trove, should be explored more.

As for the top-tier technological items in the laboratory, he still had no good way to access them.

Although Lu Ze already had a preliminary plan on how to appear mediocre and make the LLNL Laboratory lower its guard, allowing him to access some high-level technological items sooner, he also had to prevent himself from getting too deeply involved.

After all, if he joined Eagle Country's core projects, would Lu Ze still plan to return to his home country?

By then, if he wanted to return home, he'd probably be shot eight times in the back the next day and declared to have died accidentally from a pneumonia infection by Eagle Country.

Lu Ze checked the time. It was exactly eight in the morning. "I'll go to the cafeteria for breakfast first. I can't miss it."

"I have to call Lucy too. Eating out is so expensive."

This was free wool from capitalism. If he and Lucy ate any less, it wouldn't be called saving money; it would be a huge loss.

This money would all be converted into weapons and bullets that would be fired at the third-world countries around the globe. If he didn't eat more, how could Lu Ze help them avenge their humiliation?

He had to eat like he was seeking revenge, to strike a heavy blow against Eagle Country's arrogant demeanor.

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