Reborn as a prince, achieve the pinnacle of power

Beijing.

It was the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the night was cool, the breeze was blowing, and the moon was high in the sky.

On this quiet and peaceful night, Ouchi looks particularly solemn and mysterious. The lake is as calm as a mirror, with occasional breezes blowing gently, creating ripples and breaking the tranquil scene.

Under the reflection of the lights, the ripples on the water and the lights complement each other, as if countless sparkling gems were scattered on the lake, sparkling with charming light.

In a quiet courtyard.

There were bamboo tables and chairs, the tabletops were covered with white gauze, and on them were exquisite tea sets and several plates of snacks.

Young Master Chu sat at the table calmly, warming the pot, adding tea, pouring water, and pouring tea. Every movement was smooth and natural, and his expression was focused and calm.

It was as if the whole world was left with only him and the tea set in his hands.

The flowers and plants around sway gently in the breeze, emitting bursts of fragrance, which blend with the elegant and long-lasting tea aroma, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The buildings in the distance were dim in the moonlight, seeming to be there and not there, adding a bit of haziness and mystery.

The godfather, who was quite excited about the dinner, had a few drinks with Mr. Chu. At this moment, a faint blush appeared on his face, as if the peach blossoms were just blooming in spring. He had the charm of years of precipitation and revealed a rare innocence.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, a satisfied smile on her lips, and stared at Young Master Chu.

"Godfather, please taste it and see if my cooking skills have deteriorated."

Young Master Chu gently placed a cup of tea on his godfather's table, leaned forward slightly, and smiled respectfully.

The godfather picked up the teacup, took a sip, closed his eyes, and savored the taste of the tea carefully. After a while, he opened his eyes and praised with a smile on his face: "Not bad, it is mellow and delicious, and it also contains a kind of elegant temperament, which makes people feel relaxed and happy."

After hearing this, Young Master Chu smiled brightly, with a hint of pride in his eyes, but he said modestly: "It's mainly because your tea and water are good..."

Godfather smiled and waved his hand: "Alright, alright, you don't have to keep saying nice things... For today's incident, at most you won't be rewarded or punished, don't even think about getting any benefits."

Young Master Chu blinked his eyes pretending to be wronged, revealing a trace of pity: "Godfather, I have no credit, but I have worked hard.

In order to make Baidi born soon, I have been away from home for three days and have not seen my girlfriend for almost two years..."

After hearing what Master Chu said, the smile on godfather's face gradually froze, replaced by a complicated look.

Looking at this young man who was always laughing and joking but could stand up at critical moments, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably moved.

"Yuchen, everyone has seen and remembered your efforts. Every Daxia citizen will never forget what you have done for the country..."

Godfather's voice was a little low as he taught Young Master Chu earnestly, "But you are too stubborn and need to be tempered. Besides, you are now a major general of the three armies and there is no room for you to be promoted in a short period of time... But... I can give you a vacation so that you can have a good rest for a while."

As for Young Master Chu, godfather is also quite troubled.

This kid is a freak.

At such a young age, his wealth and power have almost reached the peak of his life, and there is nothing more to be rewarded.

After hearing what his godfather said, Young Master Chu's eyes flashed with surprise: "That's great, I can finally relax."

Godfather added: "Although you are given a holiday, you must also keep an eye on the subsequent test flights and final production of the Baidi fighter, and the sea trials of the fourth-generation nuclear-powered aircraft carrier..."

"This is my job as the chief designer. I have no choice but to fulfill my responsibility."

Young Master Chu nodded without hesitation and responded straightforwardly.

The godfather slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and then remained silent for a moment, as if he was thinking deeply about something.

“Yuchen.”

He finally broke the silence and asked, "If the Baidi fighter is to be mass-produced, what will the manufacturing cost of each aircraft be?"

After hearing this question, Young Master Chu lowered his head slightly, thought for a moment, then raised his head again and asked, "I wonder how many the military plans to order this time?"

Godfather replied: "The initial plan is to order about 100."

"A billion."

Chu Yuchen raised his head, looked directly into his godfather's eyes, and said in a firm and steady tone: "And it will only be more, definitely not less than this number."

"According to this calculation, just one hundred White Emperor fighters would cost a full 100 billion yuan. Adding the cost of the entire nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, I'm afraid it would cost at least 100 billion yuan. In this way, the total cost would be as high as 200 billion yuan."

Godfather couldn't help but frown, obviously surprised by this astonishing number.

Although Daxia's military expenditure has been rising in recent years.

There is no problem in solving the 2000 billion cost of the Baidi fighter jets and nuclear-powered aircraft carriers, but there is also the subsequent "Blue Sky Gate Project", which is a money-eating beast, so the godfather has to be frugal with his calculations.

"Yes, godfather."

Chu Yuchen nodded: "In addition to the hardware cost, the cost of maintenance, upgrades and pilot training for the Baidi fighter in the later stage is also a huge expense."

Godfather put down his teacup, tapped his fingers on the table, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Is it possible to reduce costs?"

Young Master Chu held the teacup and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he took a sip and said in a deep voice: "It's not impossible..."

"Oh, tell me about it."

Young Master Chu put down his teacup and smiled: "In fact, there are many ways to reduce costs. The key lies in how we choose and implement them."

He paused and continued, “First, the emergence of the Baidi fighter can reduce the number of fifth-generation fighters.

Secondly, we can derive different models of aircraft according to different combat environments and weaken some functions in certain aspects.

And there’s…”

Young Master Chu raised a wicked smile and whispered, "The White Emperor fighter jet has become famous today. If we design an export model, I think some wealthy people will definitely want to buy some...

Maybe the little money we earn can allow us to own our own White Emperor Fighter Squadron without spending a penny..."

After hearing this, Godfather's eyes flashed with approval: "Not bad, except for the mouth shape you mentioned, let's put it aside for now, and try the others."

Young Master Chu nodded: "I'll make arrangements."

"Well, I can rest assured that you are doing the work."

The godfather thought about it and hesitated for a moment: "You can make a PPT first about the exit pattern you just mentioned and let the military evaluate it..."

"Ok."

The two smiled at each other, and the godfather picked up the teacup again and took a sip, as if he was recalling the conversation just now.

Young Master Chu picked up his teacup and thought to himself, when he left the palace, should he go home or go...