Forget it? Xia Heng thought.
Forget what?
Should we really give up?
Xia Heng seemed to want to say something, but He Xiaopeng regained his usual vigor and said, "Since we can't think of anything, let's get external help! Maybe others will have some ideas!"
They heaved a sigh of relief.
They thought that this project would end here. After all, they had been working for him for so long and were reluctant to give up.
Fortunately, their boss was not such a person.
He Tao asked curiously, "What external help are you referring to?"
"Just a few people I know. I wonder if they have time to come over. They should be free, right? Let me try first."
He Xiaopeng took out his phone and dialed a familiar number. He said, "Hello, Professor Zheng, it's me. My name is He Xiaopeng. Didn't we talk last time? It's good that you remember me. I've already left the company and started researching cars… Yes, yes, yes, I hope you can come over."
