"Yes, Brother Ling, the experimental data is almost perfect!" Mu Yuhan said excitedly.
"That's great!"
Ling Feng nodded, then asked, "By the way, is there a smaller version of this machine?"
"It has been designed, but we haven't started producing the components yet. Why do you ask, Brother Ling?" Mu Yuhan inquired.
"If there is one, prepare a unit for me later. I want to keep it as a souvenir at home!" Ling Feng said.
"That shouldn't be a problem!"
Mu Yuhan nodded, "Although this is a piece of cutting-edge technology and a highly confidential achievement, if you apply, it should be approved."
"Alright then!"
Ling Feng nodded again, noticing Chen Yuhe looking at him curiously. He just smiled, but said nothing.
After the visit, the group returned upstairs, and Ling Feng bid farewell.
Wu Xiaomin wanted to keep him for a meal, but Ling Feng insisted on leaving, so reluctantly he arranged a car to take him back to the hotel.
