A week passed in the blink of an eye. Before the first batch of equipment arrived, Ji Yanzhi had people clear out the underground laboratory.
The group's Board of Directors had also been informed. Most of the directors only knew how to read financial reports and understood little about technology. Since this was a collaboration with the state, they had barely asked any questions.
Everything was ready, but even after Wang Mian and the others finished handing over their work, there was still no word on the list of technical personnel the state would send.
"What do they mean by dragging this out again and again? Do they doubt you can build a miniature lithography machine?"
In the president's office, Ji Yanzhi's face was so dark it looked ready to frost over.
Seeing his displeasure, Ji Ting tried to reason with him. "This isn't a small matter. Wang Mian and the others have you backing them, so of course it's easy for them to set aside their current work. The researchers at the institutes are in a different position."
Ji Yanzhi was about to say something else, but Ji Ting continued, "Besides, isn't Director Chang coming today? He's probably bringing me the list."
Ji Yanzhi snorted. "If he isn't, forget it. We'll do it ourselves. I've already bought you the equipment, and Shili has plenty of researchers."
Ji Ting's lips curved gently. "It's precisely because I have you that I'm not worried at all."
That soothed Ji Yanzhi. His face thawed, and his words no longer carried an icy edge. "Are you staying here in my office, or..."
Before he could finish, someone knocked.
"Come in."
Fang Jie opened the door. "President Ji, Mr. Ji, Director Chang is here."
Ji Yanzhi was about to have him shown in, but Ji