Split Sky Rider

After being notified by the attorney, Hana Gagel was stunned on the spot.

She has prepared a total of forty-seven alternative company names. I have even taken off my skirt. Are you going to show me this?

besides! What about this "Jiu Defense Company"? When did she accidentally join it? Wait, she got an impression. She was really at a loss. She wrote it in random words!

"It's over, it's over, how could it be this? Can it be undone? I want to undo it!"

"Sorry, the registered capital has been locked. If you want to cancel it, it will take half a month to unfreeze."

The attorney on the other end was sweating profusely. He was pushed hard and he finished it in a hurry. Who knew that only one of the many names in the candidate list could be used? There was no choice!

"..."

Snapped! Hana Gagel hung up the phone and banged the table angrily.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you..."

Outside the office, the subordinates who were about to report to work heard the movement inside, and their calves trembled.

This iceberg is going crazy again! -

The flowers bloom at two ends, one on each side.

Inside the Eagle-Nest Airport in the Snow Mountain State of the American Federation.

"Jiū-Defense-Company? Ugh, that's such a unique name!"

Hearing the corners of old David's mouth twitching, the young man was really letting his heart go.

Could this name not be unique?

It's so unique that no one is trying to steal it.

Destroy the image!

"It was a pure accident!"

Chen Fei rubbed his forehead, this old lady is unreliable!

"Hahaha, life is not what you want, nine out of ten, the most important thing is to do the present well."

Old David drank down the wine in his hand, then smiled and patted Chen Fei on the shoulder, put down a bunch of keys, and said: "This is your room, eat slowly, drink slowly, I'm leaving first." .”

Chen Fei watched as the old man slowly walked out of the canteen with a cane.

Sighed.

Capitalism is so evil that it’s really not easy to have to work to support yourself even at such an old age.

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Early the next morning.

As soon as the sun shone into Chen Fei's room, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

"you are?"

After getting up in a hurry, Chen Fei, who was still sleepy-eyed, looked at a chestnut-haired white woman wearing a Western-style business attire outside the door.

"Hello, I am Audrey Memphis from the Talent Acquisition Office of the Immigration Bureau."

The chestnut-haired white woman extended her hand to Chen Fei gracefully.

"Uh, hello, but I have no plans to immigrate!"

Chen Fei shook hands with the other party in confusion.

He would be foolish to immigrate to other countries from the world's first sovereign state.

Perfect social welfare, good social security, and a strong national defense system, don’t they sound great?

"The American Federation welcomes outstanding talents from all over the world, and we provide quite preferential policies and special welfare guarantees for the introduction of talents..."

The chestnut-haired white woman began to introduce the immigration policy in a familiar manner. Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Chen Fei, whose hair was covered with black lines.

"Stop, stop, stop, I don't want to immigrate, not in the past, not now, not in the future, stop it, OK, Goodbye!"

Chen Fei shook his head and closed the door with a bang.

Who are these people!

The American Federation is no longer the world hegemon it once was, and its glory is gone. It was originally a country of immigrants, and it has no foundation at all. Once the influx of foreign talents stops, it will naturally go downhill.

If you want to regain the glory of the past, you have to wield your hoe well and dig corners all over the world.

But now that the world situation has changed drastically, even if the world's first sovereign on the other side of the Pacific does nothing but just watches, the American Federation will be under great pressure.

Audrey Memphis, a white woman with chestnut hair who had been rejected, stood outside the door in shock for a few seconds and stomped the ground angrily.

"Damn yellow-skinned monkey!"

Then I had to leave angrily.

The sound insulation effect of the door was average, so Chen Fei listened attentively.

I originally wanted to sympathize with the other party. After all, it is not easy to make a living, so why bother beating workers? But I didn't expect that he was still a racist.

It’s such a crazy age, and you’re still doing this, you deserve to go downhill, go home and eat old corn as soon as possible!

At nine o'clock in the morning, Chen Fei took the registration form for the machine maintenance training and found the place.

This is a classroom, and together with Chen Fei, there are exactly twelve students.

The training class at this private airport is a small class, with two teachers teaching twelve students. In this way, there is enough teaching energy to cover every student.

In a class with forty or fifty students, even at the end of the semester, the teacher may not be able to recognize all the students, and the quality of teaching can be imagined. It is fine if the students know how to work hard, but if they are not good, He will definitely become a scumbag who will never be able to recover, and he will be the kind that is hopeless.

The two teachers are both a black couple, a couple, the man is Salman and the woman is Alyssa. Their palms are dark, as if they have an oil sheen that can never be washed away, and they smell like machine oil. It made Chen Fei feel cordial.

Colleagues in the 911 Air Service Base's maintenance team all look like this. This is clear evidence of their daily dealings with machinery.

Chen Fei was the last student to register in this training class, just in time to start the class.

Time is money. Once the training class starts, every minute and every second will not be wasted. The two teachers skipped the section of asking students to introduce themselves, get familiar with each other and learn about technology, and went directly to the topic.

"Pippy!"

Chen Fei was about to listen to the two black teachers when he heard a strange sound coming from his ears.

Looking around, he saw a black man grinning at him.

Chen Fei said angrily: "What?"

"My name is Randy, what's your name?"

The black classmates winked at Chen Fei.

"Chen Fei!"

Chen Fei was about to withdraw his attention when he heard the other party say in a lower voice: "Are you interested in getting a girl later? I have a way."

puff!

Hearing this, Chen Fei almost shouted over him.

What are you doing, little coal? If you don't shine, are you pimping?

Alyssa, a black female teacher on the side, noticed that Chen Fei and Randy were whispering, and immediately said: "Two students, please listen carefully."

"don’t worry……"

"Shh! Let's talk after class."

Chen Fei looked away angrily and made up his mind to ignore this guy.

"Pippi! There is a new blond Persian cat in town, very tender..."

The black students who had no intention of listening were bored by Chen Fei and went to flirt with others.

It’s unbelievable to spend so much money on training and yet come to pimp someone out there.

"Classmate Chen Fei, please answer this question."

Teacher Salman, who was giving the lecture, put a question on the blackboard and asked Chen Fei to answer it on the spot.

"Uh...sorry, I don't know."

Chen Fei scratched his head. The question came from a model he was unfamiliar with, so naturally he didn't know how to answer it.

"These are the basics. You still need to continue to strengthen, so sit down first!"

Students have seen all kinds of monsters, monsters, monsters, and monsters, but the black teacher is not angry at all.

The level of the students varies, and some have never even touched an airplane. This young man from the East probably has zero basic training, but it is a bit expensive for the teacher, so you have to pay extra!

Even if you add more money, you won't be able to find Chen Fei, so it will naturally be paid from business to business.

Teacher Salman quickly raised another question about the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft. No one at the scene could answer it. On the contrary, Chen Fei raised his hand. The answer was unexpectedly accurate. Only practical operation Only experienced veterans can give such an answer.

Already noticing that Chen Fei's professional knowledge was somewhat inexplicably narrow, Salman asked tentatively: "Classmate Chen Fei, which models are you familiar with?"

Chen Fei answered truthfully: "A-39B Big Mouth Monster, MiG-28, and rotorcraft."

If it were any other aircraft, unless it was used as a "sacrifice", he would have no choice but to ask questions.

"Pfft! Isn't this standard equipment for military contractors?"

Randy and several other classmates looked at Chen Fei in surprise, what kind of idea is this little guy doing?

However, two or three people were particularly excited. It seemed that they had discovered their companions again.

"Are you a monk halfway through? What did you study before?"

Teacher Salman also noticed this.

"Economics, Bachelor's degree!"

Chen Fei shrugged his shoulders. Rather than being secretive and causing misunderstandings, it would be better to put it on the table in a calm and generous manner.

This career road is about to bend from the Sahara to Siberia.

The teacher and classmates were stunned.

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