Yu Anbang rode his bicycle out of Military Industry Town and ran into an old man coming toward him, puffing out clouds of smoke.
"Teacher You!" Yu Anbang greeted him.
"Those three kids have started working?" You Deyi braked his bicycle to a stop.
"They've already finished two batches of data. They started out working slowly—the first took half an hour, and the second took twenty minutes. I told them to try to cut it down to fifteen minutes today!" Yu Anbang said.
"You really dare to set that goal!" You Deyi was startled. "Twenty minutes is already fast enough. Fifteen minutes is too fast. It's their first day on the job—how could they possibly manage that?"
"If you aim high, you reach the middle; if you aim for the middle, you reach the bottom." Yu Anbang smiled. "They were already sweating heavily after processing one batch of data in twenty minutes. I estimate it'll be difficult for them to improve much further."
"The more they work, the more tired they'll get. I'm afraid they'll only be able to maintain a pace of around twenty minutes today. But if the goal is set a little higher, they'll work harder instead of slipping to thirty minutes."
You Deyi exhaled a puff of smoke and said nothing more. He rode away on his bicycle.
The first floor of the explosives laboratory.
The three novice data engineers were busy typing data into the computer.
Song He put on an oxygen mask. Before putting it on, he had swallowed a pile of capsules, and his brain felt as though it were burning!
For the sake of points, he was going all out!
Suppressing his exhaustion, he gritted his teeth and repeatedly pushed against his limits, spinning his thoughts at top speed as he