At Pan Qingfeng's words, Liu Shang smiled. "President Pan, the plan going forward is very simple."
"Since we've seen such a positive dynamic response so far, we should maintain everything as it is and not change it."
"Our technical approach to the operation remains unchanged. At the same time, technical management of all oil and water wells across the entire area—including water injection adjustments and production parameter settings—must not be changed either."
"If that is done, then by my estimate, this well's flowing production state will continue for several more days, perhaps even a week."
"At the same time, the surrounding wells should also show favorable results: reduced water production and increased oil output."
Hearing Liu Shang say this, Pan Qingfeng's eyes gleamed even in the middle of the night!
He was no longer young, and this year was the most critical year for his promotion beyond the position of Oil Production Plant director.
It could also be said that this year was his last chance in life.
Yet at such a crucial time, his plant's production targets had been met only so-so, while the rest of its technical work had been equally unremarkable, without the slightest highlight.
If things continued this way, his chances of advancing any further would only grow smaller and smaller.
That was why, ever since the second half of the year began, Pan Qingfeng had become increasingly irritable, and the entire Oil Production Plant had been groaning under immense pressure.
But now, after seeing this change and hearing Liu Shang's words, Pan Qingfeng, who had already been prepared to give up, seemed to see the light of hope again.
"Liu Shang!"
"Is what you just said really possible?"
Liu Shang nodded calmly. "I'm very confident. I just don't know whether President Pan is willing to