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Chapter 535 Just flip the table

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    It was not only Arondo who was also furious, but also Xiangdong. The reason was very simple. The article reprinted by the Singaporean media was not the original text, but a shortened version that was pieced together and grafted.

    But in this case, the meaning has completely changed, and it has become the most powerful statement pointing at Ascendas Group and slandering Ascendas Group.

    What was originally a good review article on the reform of domestic state-owned enterprises was taken out of context and turned into a slanderous newspaper. Xiangdong was so angry that he asked the Singaporean media to make corrections through different channels, and even handwritten a manuscript overnight.  I handed it over and hope that the media will publish the full text to set the record straight.

    As a result, the Singaporean media only replied with one sentence, that was their opinion~~~free and sent Xiang Dong away.

    When Xiang Dong looked for it again, people pointed at the words above and asked Xiang Dong one by one if they were written by you. Xiang Dong had stayed in China for most of his life, and he had never seen the shameless faces of foreign media. He was so angry that he couldn't say a word, so he simply  Gritting his teeth, he said that he would publish it at his own expense.

    The editor-in-chief of the Singaporean media chuckled and asked for $300.

    Although Xiangdong has some reputation in the domestic aviation media circle, his monthly salary is less than 60 yuan, 300 US dollars. Xiangdong¡¯s annual salary plus manuscript fees cannot reach this amount.

    So I could only leave sadly, return to the location of the domestic exhibition group, put down my dignity and borrow money from everyone in the group, and see if I could publish the full text.

    Everyone who participated in the exhibition group also knew that the foreign media was attacking and suppressing Ascendas Group, and they were all very angry. Although each of them did not have much money, they still donated generously. Coupled with the international students who came to assist with the work, they really chipped in for Xiangdong.  $300.

    Xiangdong hurriedly ran to the Singapore media with the entire manuscript in hand and handed over the manuscript and the money.

    When I read it the next day, Xiangdong's nose was almost twisted with anger. The full text was published, but it was in the most inconspicuous part of the fifth page. Compared with the out-of-context headlines on the front page the day before yesterday, it was not at the same level.  , people may not even be able to see it, so they still say something to put things in perspective.

    Xiangdong naturally went to some Singaporean media to discuss the matter, but the editor-in-chief said that $300 was only enough. If you want to be on the front page, you need $4,500.

    "Forty-five hundred US dollars, even if the bones of the entire domestic exhibition group were smashed, they couldn't get it together, so Xiangdong didn't get an evil fire, and fell ill immediately.

    By the time Zhuang Jianye got the news, Xiangdong had already been sent to the hospital.

    Zhuang Jianye was stunned for a long time before he could fully digest the shocking news. Then he looked at Lin Guanghua. The aircraft designer who had a bad relationship with Xiang Dong was also shocked, and then angry. The next moment, he put on his coat and rushed out the door.  Fortunately, Zhuang Jianye had quick eyesight and quick hands, and stopped Lin Guanghua.

    But Lin Guanghua tried his best to break free: "Lao Zhuang, don't stop me. I smashed that newspaper office. Damn it. Why did Lao Xiang and I scold it? It was a conflict among the people. It is different now. He was bullied.  Now it becomes a conflict between us and the enemy. Lao Zhuang, please let go, I am at odds with the evil capitalist tongue"

    "Okay, okay, Lao Lin, calm down. Our TM-9 will take off for a performance in two hours. You go over and smash it to your heart's content. What if something goes wrong during the performance? You, the chief designer, need to be there  Deal with the problem, wherever there are people from the exhibition group in Xiangdong to take care of you, they all say it¡¯s no big deal, calm down, calm down!¡±

    When he heard about the airplane show in the afternoon, Lin Guanghua finally stopped struggling, but his face turned ugly. He sat down on the sofa and said, "I just can't swallow this breath."

    "Me too!" Zhuang Jianye's face was not as ugly as Lin Guanghua's, but he was not much better: "So, this time we won't work hard with them, I will just flip the table."

    After saying that, he picked up the phone, and after the call was connected, he said: "Mr. Arondo, put the performance until the end, and we will start the final plan."

    Alondo, who was still anxious and thinking about how to deal with the overwhelming public opinion frenzy, heard Zhuang Jianye's words. All his anxiety and overwhelming thoughts were replaced by the shock of Yan Yi's words. He was stunned for half a minute.  Then he wiped away the cold sweat that broke out involuntarily, and asked in horror: "Is this okay?"

    "We have been pushed to the edge of the cliff, with no retreat behind us. If you want the Royal Thai Aerospace to die like this, I have no objection."

    Listening to Zhuang Jianye's decisive voice on the phone, Aarondo thought about the testing situation of TM-9 in the past month or so. He closed his eyes and recited Amitabha several times, then opened his eyes again, like a reincarnated Vajra Arhat, with a sharp tooth.  Biting: "Okay, I'll do it right away."

    After Zhuang Jianye took the phone and listened to Alondo's words, he immediately hung up the phone, then stood up, opened the door and walked towards the next door, then looked at the test pilots Xue Qiang and Qin Yibin who were resting in the room. The two test pilots saw Zhuang JianYe came in and stood up quickly. Zhuang Jianye said directly without hesitation: "You two, on behalf of the Ascendas Group Party Committee, I assign an important task to you"

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    "Mr. Zado, Mr. Zado, just yesterday Indonesia Aerospace released an aviation product planning report for the next ten years, preparing to enter the 80 to 100-seat regional passenger aircraft. How is the current progress of this project, and how long will it take to achieve the first flight?"

    At three o'clock in the afternoon, Indonesia Aerospace's CN-235 regional passenger aircraft successfully landed after completing a series of flight demonstrations. Indonesia Aerospace Vice President Zodo immediately came to the CN-235 regional airliner that had just been towed by a tractor, surrounded by bodyguards and assistants.  In front of the passenger plane, I met the reporters who gathered around me. In an instant, a special press conference led by Indonesian Aerospace began under the attention of many viewers.

    Sado's fat black face smiled like a flower. Facing the question just now, he moved the microphone in front of him slightly closer, and then said in a strong voice: "Since some friends from the media have asked this question, then  I would like to take this opportunity to announce to the outside world that Indonesia Aerospace¡¯s next-generation N250 regional passenger aircraft has entered the formal development stage. The plan is expected to complete the first flight in 1992, be initially finalized in 1994, and strive to be put into operation before 1998.¡±

    "Is this an exact timetable?" another reporter asked loudly.

    "I think the time I gave has been very clear." Zado didn't answer directly, but everything was said without saying anything. After saying that, he glanced around and found that the editor-in-chief of the Singaporean media that tricked Xiang Dong into hospital was raising his hand.  Then he reached out and clicked: "Journalist, please ask a question."

    "Thank you Mr. Sado for giving me this opportunity." The editor-in-chief quickly cooperated and said: "At this air show, we saw that Thailand has established an aviation manufacturing company and launched production models, but due to various reasons, it has  There was no public exhibition and no air show, which was inconsistent with their previous publicity, so my question is, how do you evaluate the Royal Thai Aerospace¡¯s inconsistent performance?¡±

    Sado immediately smiled even brighter after hearing this: "There is nothing to comment on. The aviation industry is a high-end industry and not everyone can get involved. Of course we hope that Thailand can develop in this area, but it is a pity that they have gone astray and made mistakes.  This time, their so-called TM-9¡¯s repeated ticket delays are a good example. There was not even a static tour. I can only say that they performed very poorly this time"

    "Attention airport staff, a TM-9 will land on the main runway on the right in two minutes. Please pay attention to coordinated guidance from all departments."

    Just as Sado was talking about himself, the intercoms of several airport staff not far away suddenly sounded the instructions of the airport controller. The reporter with sharp ears immediately turned his head, and soon saw a tough-looking single-engine aircraft at the end of the main runway on the right.  The turboprop aircraft descended slowly and landed on the runway.

    When the plane came to a stop, the spiral staircase integrated with the cabin door was lowered. A thin and proud figure, holding a dog, slowly stepped off the plane. Behind him were two graceful young girls, who were surrounding Zado's reporters and looking at them from a distance.  When I went there, I was stunned for a moment, and I didn¡¯t know who shouted: ¡°His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Thailand.¡±

    A bunch of media reporters carrying long guns and cannons ran toward TM-9 at the speed of a 100-meter race. In the blink of an eye, there were only two or three kittens left in front of Sado, who were deserted.

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