Chapter 384: 384 delivered to your door
Chapter 384 384 delivered to your door
The sun shines on the clean streets of Bunas, and there are busy people under the traffic lights. Just looking at the scenery here, it is no different from a modern street.
Even, it looks more modern than those antique streets in Europe - because Bunas did not consider aesthetics when building.
80% of the buildings here are primitive rectangular parallelepipeds without any sense of design. Based on the principle of being the most practical and easiest to build, a whole new city was built in one fell swoop.
So, the art students in Bunas were in despair here. What they learned was simply incompatible with everything they saw in front of them.
“Excuse me, is this the registration office for the World Industrial Expo?” A woman sitting behind the counter, trimming her nails boredly, heard the voice of inquiry and raised her head to see a middle-aged man wearing traditional aristocratic clothing.
Seeing the woman raise her head and look at him, the man took off his hat and confirmed more politely: "Excuse me, is this the registration office for the World Industrial Expo?"
“Yes, may I ask, what can I do for you?” The female employee in charge of the reception showed a trained smile and asked politely.
Because this is the first time such an expo is held in the world, there are actually not many individuals who sign up to apply for booths. Therefore, in order to encourage registration, the reception here is all carefully selected beauties, and their attitudes are also extremely good.
The middle-aged man was too scared to look directly at the girl's bright smile. He nervously introduced himself: "Uh... yes, that's it. I, I'm from the small town of Shulkova. I'm from there. There's a viscount there, my name is Kos Reiner."
"Viscount Rainer, what's the matter with you coming here?" The reception girl still smiled, showing two small dimples, looking very sincere.
The viscount was still a little nervous and stammered: "I, I want to apply here, yes, apply for a booth to display my latest invention."
"Oh, can you describe your invention? We need to roughly judge whether your invention is qualified to have a booth at the venue." When the girl heard what the other party said, she immediately confirmed in a routine manner: "No. Sorry, because our booths are indeed limited, so we must screen and select as many potential and greater inventions as possible to exhibit.”
Although the platform is actually very wealthy, Tang Mo cannot let his first industrial expo become a joke.
So, you still need to screen, at least make sure that what is placed on the platform is not too outrageous.
You said that if anyone is welcome, and someone comes up with a trick like water turning into oil, or a perpetual motion machine, will Tang Mo expose it or let it go?
“I, I understand, but I, my invention is definitely qualified to get a place on display.” The viscount, obviously very confident in his invention, said firmly.
The girl herself was also very curious, because she knew that many of the things on display at the expo were very powerful technological innovations: "Oh? Can you tell me about it?"
"Of course, of course! I invented a device that can make people fly into the sky!" When the Viscount mentioned his things, he was no longer so nervous and nervous, and he spoke much more fluently.
The girl raised her eyebrows and her voice was full of doubts: "Huh? Fly?"
“Yes, fly!” The Viscount nodded.
The reception girl continued to ask: "Airship? Hot air balloon?"
After all, she knew that these were the only two things that could fly.
"No! It's not the kind of floating flying! It's real... flying freely!" In order to make the girl understand, the viscount made a gesture.
“Are you kidding me?” The receptionist certainly didn’t believe that there was a flying machine in the world.
Viscount tried hard to prove himself: "No, of course not! If you are willing to help me, I can complete my design! Believe me! As long as... you can give me a chance."
The girl felt that this was no longer something she could handle, so she twisted her chair, turned half a circle, and shouted to her colleagues in the distance: "Help, go and invite Mr. Mishe over..."
Soon, a young man named Mishe, who was in charge here, came over. He was probably only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked much younger than the girl at the reception window.
After listening to what Viscount Rainer said, he had not yet fully graduated. He looked at the girl in charge of reception and said softly: "Please invite this gentleman to go upstairs for a cup of tea!"
“Yes!” the girl at the reception window agreed immediately.
“Thank you, thank you.” Reiner, who was quite flattered, also heard this instruction and immediately thanked him solemnly.
After waiting for others to go upstairs, Mishe looked at his assistant again and continued to give instructions: "Let Laili have a good chat with him, and don't make the atmosphere too awkward! Do you understand?"
This Laili is a beautiful woman and good at socializing. She was seconded from the bar and is responsible for reception work. She's the kind of woman who can talk to someone all day long without letting the conversation get awkward, because that's her job. The assistant immediately went to make arrangements: "Yes! Sir."
After everything was arranged, Mishe and his assistant walked to the telephone nearby, grabbed the receiver, shook the power generator handle, and said: "Hello? The wiring station? I'm the registration office of the expo... Yes , please pick me up from the city hall..."
Although he studied technical courses in school, otherwise he would not be allowed to be in charge of the registration office. But he really didn't know anything about aircraft, because it was an absolute secret within the Datang Group and was not accessible to him at his level.
So he had no way to rely on what he had learned to identify aircraft technology, and he was worried about missing important things, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and find experts in this field.
After he finished explaining what happened to the other party on the phone, he could only hold the receiver and wait for the news.
There is no way. Even within the Datang Group, there are very few people who have access to aircraft technology. Most of them are still on Long Island, so it is not easy to find such a person.
After a long wait, when Mishe almost thought that his call must have been disconnected, a slightly disturbing and distorted female voice came from the receiver of the phone: "Go ahead."
“Hello, madam. What I am looking for is an engineering technician who is proficient in mechanical design and has knowledge of airships and other aircraft.” Mische grabbed the phone receiver and emphasized again.
If the other party was a man, he might have said it directly, but a woman's voice made him feel unsure.
As a result, I only heard the person on the other end of the phone continue to say: "I am Youlin, Mishe, you can report now."
For a moment, Mishe subconsciously straightened his body. He raised his chin and greeted loudly: "Come on, good morning! Senior sister! It's like this. Just now, a young nobleman from out of town found him. Here, I say that he has designed a machine that can make people fly..."
"Have you confirmed it?" You Lin naturally heard about these things on the way here, so he confirmed calmly.
"I can't tell... I'm not studying that major..." Mishe explained with some embarrassment.
There was silence on the other side of Youlin for two seconds, and then he ordered: "I understand! Watch him! Don't let him leave... I will arrange for someone to go there."
"Yes!" Mishe straightened his body again, answered loudly, and then hung up the phone meticulously as if he were performing some ritual.
“Sir, what are you doing?” The assistant looked at Mishe with some confusion, curious about who was on the other end of the phone.
Mishe adjusted her clothes and said, "Let's go and talk to Mr. Reiner."
“Which senior sister was the one who answered the phone just now?” The assistant asked the question out of curiosity.
Mishe glanced at the other party and explained helplessly: "Don't ask! Which senior do you think it is that can scare me like this?"
"Uh...it can't be..." The assistant was stunned for a moment, and then realized that only Her Majesty the Queen in the school could be so awe-inspiring to Mische.
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"You Lin, what's wrong?" Seeing You Lin walking in, Tang Mo put down the pencil in his hand and asked with a smile.
On his drawing table, suddenly there was a drawing of an aircraft, an aircraft with a more complex structure and obviously more advanced performance.
You Lin immediately reported: "Just now, a message came from the registration office of the expo, saying that someone claimed to have developed a machine that allows people to fly."
"Huh?" Tang Mo was stunned. He really didn't expect that the secret weapon he held in his hand was also developed by the indigenous people of this world!
If what the other party brought out was really a plane, it could really be described as a genius!
You must know that this world is driven by Tang Mo, and it is a world with very deformed technology! Not many people here even understand the basic technical principles introduced by Tang Mo, let alone the talents to develop new technologies.
Even a consortium like Cyric, which used to be a high-tech company in this world, can now only modify cars with the secret support of Tang Mo. Can anyone really design an airplane? Tang Mo was very doubtful.
On the one hand, there is doubt, on the other hand, there is endless curiosity. Tang Mo really wanted to know what kind of person could be so powerful that he could build a plane without anyone's help!
"I have asked someone to control the other party. Do you need me to go over and take a look?" You Lin asked.
Tang Mo pointed to the coat: "Well... no need... I'll go over and see for myself."
(End of this chapter)