Because Li Ye had halted all research related to Kamaz, the visitors had no way to linger and "observe." After all, with no one there to explain things to them, what the hell were they supposed to observe?
But when Shang Bin's group had no choice but to leave, Li Ye noticed that several people from Southwest Heavy Truck were staring at some Kamaz research samples with unmistakable reluctance to part.
Wu Yan immediately sidled up to Li Ye and said in a low voice, "Director Li, looks like we guessed right. These people aren't here to visit—they're here to steal things."
"Visits" in the eighties and nineties were pretty much all the same.
Li Ye had been working for six years. He had received no fewer than thirty, if not fifty, visiting delegations. It was no exaggeration to say that fewer than one-tenth had genuinely come to learn anything. Most were looking forward to the hospitality afterward and the gifts handed out at parting.
So even Wu Yan had noticed that something was off about these people.
After all, when an expert made a move, you knew whether they had the goods. The points these people could not bear to tear their eyes away from were precisely the difficult parts of the Kamaz Project.
"Heh heh."
Li Ye chuckled softly. "If he manages to steal anything, don't even think about getting this quarter's bonus."
Wu Yan curled his lip and said disdainfully, "Stop bringing up bonuses every day. Even if I worked without a single cent in wages, I still wouldn't hand our things over to thieves."
"Fine. As long as you know what you're doing."
Li Ye was quite reassured about Wu Yan. From the very first day the Technical Department of the First Branch Factory had been