Hoo...
The cold wind blows at North Suburb Base.
Government cars and cargo vans shuttle back and forth here, coming and going.
Not even a year ago, this was a vast abandoned industrial park, and now every building and factory here is almost filled.
Important departments like the "Drone Center," high-tech departments, can only occupy a small four-story building in the corner of the park.
"When can we get a bigger office!"
In the cramped office, Zheng Yu looked at the narrow window and smiled bitterly.
His deputy, Huang Ming, standing at the desk, chuckled.
"Why hurry, boss?
"The Drone Center is developing so fast, with more engineers, stronger products, and more important business. Soon, we'll have a bigger office building, a better lab, and a larger factory!
"By then, our factory will be bigger than Traitor's Wine Factory, bigger than the Ninth Pharmaceutical Factory!
"Boss, your prestige will be greater than Expert Bai Mo's!"
