They truly could not understand how Liu Shang, who had only just started his freshman year, could possess such a solid technical foundation and such skill.
This was genuine oilfield technology, not something one could pull off by merely putting on a show!
At that moment, if anyone had told them that the person standing before them, striding briskly among row after row of blueprints and spitting out streams of data like an assembly line at an arms factory, was not a freshman but an old oilfield expert who had worked his whole life, they would have believed it!
The technical difficulty of this work was not actually high. It was simply a rather tedious process of organizing, categorizing, and compiling data.
But these people had grown used to the oilfield's leisurely, lax pace, and their work efficiency was low. So when faced with this task, they felt as though they could not even get started.
Liu Shang was different. In his previous life, he had become the chief assistant to one of the world's top petroleum chemical experts, and his work efficiency had been astonishingly high.
As time passed, an increasingly clear three-dimensional framework of detailed data for this area and these oil and water wells gradually took shape.
From beginning to end, Liu Shang had spent less than an hour.
At the work efficiency everyone had displayed earlier, even one or two full days might not have produced what Liu Shang had achieved.
At this point, those who had previously questioned Liu Shang all subconsciously lowered their heads, feeling an unreal sense of daze in their hearts.
Zhang Zhengmao and Pan Qingfeng, meanwhile, instinctively exchanged a glance.
They could each see the bone-deep shock in the other's eyes.
"President Pan, Manager Zhang, now that we've laid the groundwork,