By mid-September, after a string of "rapid leaps forward," the engine development project at the First Branch Factory once again ran into an infuriating bottleneck.
The corners of Wu Yan's mouth had broken out in fever blisters for three days straight, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like a starving wolf that had gone eighteen days without food, searching for some unlucky soul to sink his teeth into.
But engine research across the mainland was still in its pioneer stage. No one had any experience. Even when they made mistakes, they did not know where they had gone wrong; they could not even find the cause of failure, so how could they find the "chief culprit"?
Li Ye, however, took it rather calmly. Even with some directional technical guidance deliberately leaked by Kimura Hachisai, the research process during this period had still been extremely difficult.
Wu Yan and the others worked an average of no fewer than twelve hours a day, yet not one of them slacked off. Every one of them maintained overflowing enthusiasm and high morale, gaining a great deal of valuable experience and making progress. Li Ye was already quite satisfied with that.
So he gave Wu Yan a piece of "good news."
"Alright, Old Wu. People from List Company will arrive next week. Whatever doubts or difficulties you have, discuss them with List then. There's no need to drive our colleagues into such a state of trembling fear."
Wu Yan looked up at Li Ye. "For every issue we discuss with them, do we have to pay a technical consulting fee?"
Li Ye pressed his lips together and said helplessly, "There's no helping it. We can't keep building carts behind closed doors. Spending some money to ask a teacher and understand the principles behind it