Numbers shot from his mouth like bullets.
The technicians scrambled to verify the calculations. Someone suddenly exclaimed, "They really don't add up! They're off by at least 15%!"
"More than that."
Xu Weidong sneered, "And look at their ratio of thermal expansion coefficient to electrical conductivity. This completely violates the basic laws of materials science!"
He turned to face the crowd, slamming his fist on the data sheets. "They're bluffing!"
The conference room erupted.
Old Li was sweating anxiously. "But what if they really do have some new technology..."
"Then we'll surpass them!"
Xu Weidong's voice cut through all the arguments. "Starting tomorrow, we'll split into three teams. Team One will verify the authenticity of the data. Team Two will experiment with new alloy formulas. Team Three will modify the rolling mill—we'll use that old 550 model in the factory!"
