Once the company's attitude was fully confirmed, Chen Ming could really make a decision.
So now, Chen Ming's answer could only be: "I'll think about it some more."
"Alright."
The factory manager said casually: "Anyway, you actually still have a third option, continue to stay here."
"Once you've completely made enough money, enough to live lavishly for the rest of your life, why not find a good planet to settle down compared to now?"
"If you change your mind, come find me. Also, the previous offer still stands, the price I'm offering here is definitely the best."
Chen Ming solemnly nodded to the factory manager, stood up, and left the office.
After leaving the administrative building, Chen Ming returned to the Number 15 Space Arm, but instead of going back to the maintenance shop, he chose to skip work directly.
He went near the Iron Ore No.
At this time, the Iron Ore No. was already very different from when Chen Ming had just returned to the Space Station.
