Chapter 202 Section 202 - Look at My Big Treasure

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Chen Xiaochui held back his strength, or else two more hits would have really killed the guy. Clutching his stomach on the ground, Steven Lockheed gasped for air as he furiously spat out threats. "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" To Chen Fei, it sounded like the rage of the impotent, completely useless! If you have a grudge, settle it on the spot, that's what the strong do, otherwise... are you saving it for New Year's? Instructor Annie was frightened pale by the two unreasonably brutal punches, "Kill me? Even if I gave you a gun or a knife, you couldn't kill me!" Chen Fei stood with his hands on his hips, looking down at the other person with full contempt, this kid needs an education, especially in physics. Conveniently, he studied economics, and knew that the most cost-effective method was, yes, just to beat him. "That's enough, don't beat him to death." Instructor Ramaya came over, noting Chen Fei's heavy blows, fearing he might accidentally kill him, making it hard to handle the aftermath. He turned his gaze, gave Annie, whose face had turned from pale to even paler, a stare, and said, "Instructor Annie, what are you zoning out for, aren't you going to drag him away?" "Yes, Instructor Ramaya!" Instructor Annie, frightened into shivering, quickly helped up the still twitching Steven Lockheed and headed to the medical room for a check-up. "Hmph, pampered brat!" Instructor Ramaya looked at Steven Lockheed's expression as if he was looking at a piece of rat droppings. Flirting with a female instructor, messing up male-female relations, it's just disgusting. "Just the son of a shareholder and he dares to act so arrogantly? Trying to use the Boeing Aerospace company as a tiger skin, I wonder who gave him the courage." Chen Fei smiled, no wonder Teacher Shen Fei didn't think much of this guy, he's truly useless! Although Lockheed is a shareholder of Boeing Aerospace, he's not a major one. The amount of stock he holds barely put him in the top ten, and he wasn't even in the top five; dreaming of using Boeing Aerospace's influence to bully people is far beyond his reach! Moreover, it's doubtful the other shareholders would agree. "Should we fire him?" Instructor Ramaya sought Chen Fei's opinion, considering their past conflicts, it might be opportune to push the boat along with the current, especially since he had the power to do so. Eagle Nest private airfield's training business was inherently a mutual selection process. Trainees could choose their training programs, and naturally, the programs could also dismiss unqualified trainees to avoid tarnishing their reputation. Although most of the time, the relationship-heavy Eagle Nest private airfield was selective of its trainees. Chen Fei generously said, "Let's keep him, we can beat him up a few more times." Instructor Ramaya: "..." Do you have some misunderstanding about the word "generous"? - At night, Chen Fei grabbed a pack of beer and brought some popcorn chicken and fried peanuts to the hangar. He turned on the lights and tossed the items on the wing of an F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter. He set up his phone and made a video call casually. The old man grabbed a can, popped the tab, and clinked it with Chen Fei. Hearing the voice, Hanna Gager perked up and tentatively asked, "Is that 'Eagle King' David Sid?" She had not really expected that Chen Fei could actually strike up a relationship with the owner of the Eagle-Nest Private Airport, let alone drink together. This silly kid really did have some dumb luck. It was obvious to Hanna Gager that Chen Fei wasn't good at networking, yet his luck was outstanding. Indeed, that was the case. On his first day of reporting, Old David personally cooked him a steak, a treatment that nobody else had ever received. He was completely unperturbed and helped himself generously to the food, even demanding some fine wine from the old man. "The boss of Jiu Defense? Little Missy from the Gager family?" Upon hearing the voice coming out of Chen Fei's phone, Old David peeked over and chuckled immediately. He patted Chen Fei's shoulder, approvingly saying, "Not bad, young man!" So-called boss, wearing exquisite pajamas and holding a wine glass—it's such a job chat! If I were forty years younger, I'd really want a job like that too! Hanna Gager quickly draped herself with a professional suit jacket and said respectfully, "Mr. Sid, hello, I'm Hanna from the Gager family. My father is Williams, and my uncle is McAllen." Not many dared to casually refer to "Old David" like Chen Fei did. This Old David had deep connections within the Federal Air Force. Otherwise, he couldn't bring his old pal home and manage such a thriving training business at his private airport. Many who joined the training not only aimed to learn solid skills but also intended to leverage these connections—a relatively fair advantage only insiders could attain. This invisible industry threshold had always been there. The Gager family knew Old David, otherwise, they couldn't have sent Chen Fei over for training. "Hello, Little Hana!" Old David greeted her neutrally. At best, Hanna's father, Williams Gager, was just someone he had been introduced to by an old comrade—in-arms, and with such a connection, naturally, they weren't very close; it was merely a minor act of supporting the younger generation. Yet, Hanna Gager didn't dare show any negligence. She cautiously inquired, "Chen Fei mentioned that you're planning to give him this F-22?" She was curious whether it was just impressive talk to please her. Old David slapped the wing heartily, laughing merrily, "It's not that I plan to; the old buddy is already his." He picked up the canned beer and clinked it again with Chen Fei, who was surreptitiously snacking on roasted beef strips from the vegetable salad. The old buddy had a chance at a new life, which to him was even more thrilling than taking an Immortal Pill and being rejuvenated—money, beauty, none of it was as important as sentimentality at his age. "Really?!" Hanna Gager couldn't believe that Chen Fei wasn't just boasting but truly impressive. She wondered what kind of magic potion he fed the old man to trick him out of such a treasured possession. She had heard about Squadron Leader Chekhov's AK-47 incident from Genuine Fragrance squadron; Chen Fei's Metal Elemental Psychic Power, though combat-oriented, didn't mean it couldn't be applied industrially. Maybe he really could fix it. The combat power of a "Raptor" was comparable to a squadron of MiGs—indeed a big treasure, a good treasure! With the Raptor, Jiu Defense stationed at the 911 Aircrew Base would be further empowered and could definitely rank first among various aircrew bases in the Xingdu Kush Mountain Area. -

Chapter 202 Section 202 - Look at My Big Treasure

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