Alvin watched the bunch of miserable "temps" spar with Zhang Qiang, amused.
Now he was starting to see the picture...
These "experts" weren't all that important to the Gun Club.
The truly important people were the scholars and professors with vast stores of knowledge. These "experts" were really just technical laborers.
What was so difficult about opening tombs and digging holes?
Give someone authorization and an excavator, and any kid from Shandong could get the job done.
Their real purpose was "protective excavation": using special techniques to preserve the tomb's structure and layout intact...
But there were plenty of ways to carry out "protective excavation." If the Gun Club didn't have these laborers, it wasn't the end of the world!
Foreigners had gone around waving explosives inside the tombs of legendary figures in countries all over the world, and their discoveries had still earned them widespread praise.
Besides, Zhang Qiang was a true pragmatist!
Alvin even felt that he wasn't particularly interested in the "Immortals" of the past.
This was a big shot who truly put "looking to the future" into practice in his everyday life!
Given the Gun Club's current manpower, resources, and scientific and technological capabilities...
A few technicians with some special skills weren't enough to earn Zhang Qiang's particular attention!
No wonder Zhang Qiang hadn't reacted much when they threatened to jump ship earlier...
It had taken that old man's cutting remarks to make Zhang Qiang play dumb and try to keep them around.
Watching Hu Jianjun quietly scold Fatty Wang, while the foreigner from the Northeast stuffed his face...
Alvin smiled and glanced at the handsome middle-aged man they called "Brother Yang" and the skinny old man...
"Don't be discouraged, everyone. If one place won't have you, another will!
"What I said earlier still stands...
"My