Chapter Four Hundred and Eighty Third Close Finger

"Here is the card slot. We have already confirmed with Pioneer. The fixed tension belt on the back, the four-point card slot on the ground,

There are also safety belts in the bulkhead to ensure maximum freedom and safety. "

On the floor opposite the pull rod, there are tentacle-shaped buckles at the front and back of the crescent-shaped slot, which are used to fix the wheelchair.

There are two tension straps on the rear bulkhead, and hooks on the front, which can directly hook the iron rods on both sides of the wheelchair to further ensure that it will not slip.

The seat belt on the left side is to deal with bad and complex weather and prevent the plane from shaking too much.

Taking so many measures is because Li Zitao has repeatedly emphasized safety.

Whether Roosevelt used it is another matter, but there must be no malfunctions or casualties caused by design errors.

"The table here is detachable. When our Mr. President is ready, fix the table in front of him and enjoy his journey."

On the opposite side of the card slot, the sofa under the pull rod can be used to rest, and the salute is placed on the top of the head on both sides. There is a lot of space there, and there is also an elastic cord for fixing.

"Is the wheelchair ready?" The plane met Roosevelt's needs perfectly.

"It's built, and we're going to fly the plane to Milwaukee just in time for the final test flight before delivery," James said.

"Go tomorrow morning, and I will tell you where to park the plane in the afternoon." Li Zitao planned to hand over the plane to Roosevelt tomorrow.

Originally, it was very troublesome for Roosevelt to get up and down as a means of transportation like an airplane. He had to be carried up and down together with a wheelchair, which was a bit embarrassing.

Think of the army waiting to be inspected below, or the head of state and high-level government who came to welcome him.

When the plane landed, everyone was waiting for him to appear on the stage. Then, two big men in suits came out carrying an old man in a wheelchair.

When going out of the hatch, you have to turn sideways and make awkward movements carefully to ensure that our Mr. President does not fall off.

Just thinking about these images in your mind makes you want to laugh out loud.

Now there is no need to worry at all. With a smart push on the steering rod, he slides down from the deck of the tail of the aircraft.

All right,

It's not chic, but it's not enough to make people laugh.

During public speaking, he wastes a lot of time on the road, and it's not good for his rest.

Give him this HT-3, I believe it can solve a big problem.

After finishing this matter, Li Zitao drove to the appearance design department, where he found Hughes who was still busy.

Seeing him now, it is completely unimaginable that he used to be a clean freak.

His whole body was covered with oil, and his hands were black and shiny, as if they had been repeatedly soaked in engine oil and then exposed to the sun.

Seeing that his busy feet didn't touch the ground, and he kept muttering something, Li Zitao thought about it and decided not to bother him.

Driving south to the Asa Ranch, Li Zitao came to look for West, "Old guy, did you gain anything today?"

After going around in a circle, Li Zitao saw him by the river, and yelled loudly before he got close.

"Little bastard, you scared all my fish away." West yelled back, blowing his beard and staring.

"I'm here to pick you up as a guest. Mary has prepared a sumptuous dinner at home, with sausages, cheese, and oak-barrelled ale."

Speaking of the previous few things, it was okay, but when he heard the beer, Wester's expression changed immediately, and he turned his head and picked up the fishing rod.

For him, sausage + beer is the perfect match, like a second life.

"Go, drive faster on the road." After putting away the fishing rod and still laying on the lawn by the river bank, West clapped his hands and followed him into the car.

Every time QD has a new product, the first one must be delivered to Li Zitao's home.

The pure malt beer in oak barrels sounds very foreign. When West was in the car, he couldn't help swallowing.

Baba.

Hearing the sound of the horn and the door opening from the inside, Li Zitao directly heard the car on the concrete floor next to the wall near the door, and walked into the house side by side with West.

"Mary, look who's here." Li Zitao opened the door and shouted into the room.

"Uncle West...welcome to our house as a guest." Mary walked over with her belly outstretched, and West was taken aback.

"Mary, this little bastard forgot to tell me, damn it, I didn't even prepare a present." West turned around and gave him a vicious look, and when he turned to face Mary, he became amiable again, his eyes sparkling with excitement. joy.

"It's the best gift for you to come, Lison, prepare tea." Mary ordered to the first maid.

"Wine, oak barrel beer, that's my drink." West tilted his head and said to Lison.

"Give him beer, or his saliva will flood the house." Li Zitao nodded jokingly.

It's still early, and dinner is being prepared. Because of West's arrival, the kitchen needs to temporarily add a few more dishes.

The ingredients at home are prepared every day, one is to deal with this emergency, and the other is a benefit for the servants.

After dinner, they can call their family members to pick up the ingredients that they can't finish every day.

The family members of the servants live on Hollywood Boulevard below, and they receive a fixed monthly accommodation subsidy. Even if their wages can afford an apartment with good conditions, there is no problem.

As for the phone, the apartment management has it. They pay the administrator ten cents a month, and he will roar at the top of his voice when the phone comes.

"Sir, your beer." After a while, Dan came over with a saucer, and the coffee-colored beer was still emitting bubbles in the large glass above it.

After West took the beer and gulped it down, Dan poured the brewed black tea for Mary and Li Zitao.

The black tea was bought from merchants in Huaguo. It is said that it is Dahongpao from Wuyi Mountain. I don’t know if it is true or not, but it tastes good.

"Mary." After finishing the beer in one breath, West wiped his mouth happily, reached out and took out a rope from his collar, with a dark green finger wrench hanging below it.

"This is a gift from me to my children. It was given to me by an old friend in Huaguo. I have been carrying it for more than 30 years."

West looked at the fingers with reminiscing eyes, as if recalling the glory days of his youth, when he was still full of passion.

"Uncle West, this... is too precious." Mary refused hesitantly.

Mary is no stranger to emeralds, and she can tell at a glance that the front of this ring is inlaid with top-quality materials.

In addition, only West has brought it for more than 30 years, and its value goes without saying.

"Old man, you should keep this kind of personal thing for yourself. You have left enough good things, and I won't be embarrassed to take advantage of it."

Li Zitao is really a little embarrassed. Regardless of the value, it must have a special meaning for him to be able to carry West close to him for more than 30 years.