In the Jincheng industrial zone, the blast furnaces blazed day and night.
Xia Huai'an stood inside the workshop of the Precision Processing Research Institute, holding a rolled-up blueprint with a hesitant look on his face.
Main Bookkeeper Zhou stood beside him and asked, "Master, you had me accompany you to the Precision Processing Research Institute, saying there was a matter of utmost importance. Why are we just standing at the door instead of going in?"
Chapter 201