When Li Changxing returned home, his mother was already fast asleep.
He looked at his mother, then closed the bedroom door and went alone to the balcony, where he opened the window and lit a cigarette.
In all these years, no one had ever given Li Changxing a shock as immense as Gao Yuan had.
With his wildly imaginative thinking, Gao Yuan had forcibly turned complexity into simplicity, overtaken on a curve, and come up with a solution that would simply flip the table at the slightest disagreement!
It would be one thing if this failed, but if Gao Yuan truly pulled it off, then the tire industry, passed down since 1891, would be completely rewritten. Gao Yuan was going to smash the rice bowls of global giants!
Li Changxing's right hand, holding the cigarette, could not stop trembling.
He was excited.
An uncontrollable excitement surged through Li Changxing's heart, making his blood boil.
Women would never understand a man's happiness.
If a man could play the role of table-flipper just once in his life, going head-to-head with those hegemonic giants, perhaps that exhilarating feeling was the ultimate joy for a man.
After leaving Guilin, Gao Yuan and Dr. Xu Qingzhou did not return to the company. Instead, they continued on to Qingdao to inspect the operations of local tire companies.
Only then did Han Chang finally arrive.
"Sorry, I'm late. We were supposed to meet in Guangxi, but the Ministry suddenly had something come up, and I couldn't get away." After meeting in the hotel lobby, Han Chang smiled and explained himself to Gao Yuan.
Gao Yuan was already quite familiar with him, so he joked, "Please don't say that. The General Armament Department's affairs must be more important than mine. If it isn't classified, could you let