Chapter 145

Recently, master Ju did not know why. When he heard the photo, he would arch upward unconsciously. However, the next moment, he could not control the fire, because he heard a very familiar voice: "three dollars? What kind of cameras can be sold? Well The camera will do, too! "

I can't help it. After hiding from myself for so long, I finally caught him today. Master Ju rushed into the office without even thinking about it. His fierce appearance scared the people inside.

Master Ju was also startled. No matter what, he didn't expect that there was a foreigner in it. Yes, he had blonde hair, blue eyes, white face and a lot of freckles.

In Yonghong factory, master Ju has seen it from a distance. This time, I have a close look. My mother, it's so ugly!

"Master Ju, I'm just going to ask someone to invite you here."

Finally, Zhuang Jianye was quick to respond. When master Ju was stunned by Evans, he pulled master Ju over and said to Evans, "Evans, I'd like to introduce you. This is senior engineer of our factory, Mr. Ju Xudong. By the way, he is also father of photographer Ju Tao."

"Master Ju, this is Mr. Evans, an American businessman. Just now, he was willing to buy the model photos taken by Ju Tao at the price of three dollars."

Mr. Ju, a businessman or something, didn't listen very clearly, but he could hear the $3 photo clearly. He was like a thunderbolt, and the whole person was stunned. A photo costs $3. Oh, my God, how much is it if you take a hundred? US dollar, foreign exchange, my God, is this foreigner's head broken.

But the next moment, master Ju denied this idea, because he felt that his son was the one whose head was broken. He wanted cameras, lenses, lights and films instead of dollars. Could that be food? So angry that master Ju told Ju Tao to shut up.

Unconvinced, Ju Tao tells Qian Sheng not to bring it or die. Only art can survive.

Evans was also puzzled by the farce between his father and his son. But after hearing Zhuang Jianye tell him the cause and effect, especially Ju Tao's last shout, Evans was immediately moved, and the artist was nothing more than that.

What's more, the price of a $3 photo is not high in the United States, so without saying a word, he added a set of photography equipment originated in the United States to fund Ju Tao's photography creation, which made Ju Tao happily run away.

As for master Ju, he knows more or less about the whole set of imported photographic equipment, which is a word expensive!

In front of me, the foreigner just opened his mouth and gave me a three dollar photo that only children could play with. What's this, good man.

He quickly went up to shake hands to thank others. When master Ju held his hand, Evans laughed a little reluctantly. Master Ju's hand was too strong, but he was very polite to master Ju, because Zhuang Jianye's senior engineer made him dare not look down upon the ugly old man in front of him, so he casually asked, "what does Mr. Ju do?"

Zhuang Jianye immediately introduced: "Mr. Ju is responsible for the casting and machining of fan blades of aviation turbofan engine."

Evans immediately turned his head in surprise and looked at the humble factory outside. Then he looked at Zhuang Jianye with a smile on his face and asked, "do you still produce aeroengines?"

It's no wonder Evans is so incredible. After several months of sales of aircraft models, Evans now knows something about aviation. Especially after he got to know Linderman, he knows how difficult it is to produce aircraft, especially aeroengines, which are not built by ordinary factories.

Twenty three branch is not small, but Evans doesn't look like he can make aeroengines.

Zhuang Jianye just wanted to answer the question, but master Ju, who had been listening to the birds for a long time, was the first to say to him, "what do foreigners say when they are mumbling for a long time?"

"Ah, I told him you were looking for the fan blade of turbofan engine. He didn't believe it!"

Master Ju is a proud man. He would rather be idle in Yonghong factory than working as an electric fan in the 23rd branch of Yonghong factory. The reason is that he works as an aeroengine turbofan, so don't doubt it. With a little doubt, master Ju can be anxious with you.

As a result, I was questioned by a foreigner today. How can I lose face and go to the other side of the ocean? So without thinking about it, he said to Zhuang Jianye, "can I use your phone?"

Zhuang Jianye indicated casually, and master Ju walked over at the same time. He picked up the phone and said, "director Wang, please tell Xiao Liu to send the samples he made two days ago to the factory director's office."

Evans didn't know Chinese. Seeing that master Ju didn't look very good, he left him to make a phone call and unconsciously looked at Zhuang Jianye. Zhuang Jianye shrugged his shoulders: "Mr. Ju heard that you don't believe we can make turbine fan blades for aeroengines, so he called and asked someone to show you the samples from the workshop."

"This..."

Evans immediately had some silly eyes. He opened his mouth when he wanted to say something, but he didn't say a word. After a while, Liu Cong came in with two long strips wrapped in oil paper, put them on the table, opened the sealed oil paper, and explained: "these are the two turbine fan blades that master Ju made for us in a demonstration a few days ago."Evans looked over his head, then apologized with Zhuang Jianye and others. He left the office, stood by the railing of the corridor, and yelled at the car in the yard downstairs: "Hi, Liszt, come here, there's something good!"

As soon as the words were heard, a foreigner in a suit came out of the black Toyota car. Then he walked up the stairs and saw Evans and asked, "what's good?"

"Just go in and have a look." Evans answered. Liszt nodded and followed Evans into the office. Then he saw the two leaves on the desk, smooth and reflecting the metal texture. What's more, the beautiful radian exuded the elegant industrial beauty.

Liszt's blue eyes lit up immediately and exclaimed, "oh my God, I saw the turbine blades here. Is this really an aviation factory? Oh, my God, it's incredible. "

Then he quickly walked over, leaned down and carefully looked at the leaves on the table. Then he stood up and asked what material the leaves were made of?

"Titanium!" Zhuang Jianye answered without hesitation.

"It looks very similar, but you know, the appearance of alloys is generally very similar, so it's difficult to determine by appearance alone." Liszt shrugged indifferently.

"If you are a professional, I just want to see the blade radian to know if we are making a turbofan blade." Zhuang Jianye just laughs, and his answer is neither humble nor overbearing.

Hearing the speech, Liszt burst out laughing and immediately reached out his hand: "Hello, I'm Elvin Liszt, CEO of H trading company. I'm glad to conclude this deal with you."

Zhuang Jianye was relieved at last. He took a look at the embarrassed Evans next to him and shook hands with Liszt with a smile: "yes, I'm very happy, too!"