Before Shen Bing could meet up with the Third Prince, someone came looking for him.
It was Gao Jingchuan.
Shen Bing could hardly leave the guy downstairs and ignore him, could he? He teleported his character outside the Zhou Tian Star-Dipper Formation, saw that Nezha had yet to arrive, and logged off.
When he saw Gao Jingchuan, Shen Bing sat on the sofa beside him and asked with a smile, "Old Gao, what brings you here?"
Gao Jingchuan said, "Remember that aircraft engine technology you sent back from the United States? We gathered experts to study it in detail, and we've pretty much mastered the technical principles involved in this engine. But we don't have some of the production processes for its raw materials here in China, and the documents don't list them in detail either."
"Just tell me what you need," Shen Bing said bluntly. He hardly had time to beat around the bush.
Gao Jingchuan froze for a moment. This guy's a little wound up today! I was already getting straight to the point, wasn't I?
"This engine uses several special titanium alloys, and your company should be quite good at those, so we'd like to get some advice from you."
"I thought it was something serious. I've actually read those documents too. They involve three types of titanium alloy technology. Which approach would you prefer? Do you want the technology outright, or would you like our company to manufacture the components for you?"
Gao Jingchuan's face lit up. "Can you give us the technology outright?"
"Of course," Shen Bing said, not wanting to waste words. "I'll give you all three titanium alloy technologies. But I have one condition. Not long ago, I spoke with Mayor Mu of Shanghai City and mentioned that I planned to invest in