Han Feng shook his head and made a promise.
"Any of you who can get promoted to a C Level Mechanic within six months, come find me."
"I'll give you a better opportunity."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally landing on Liao Ming.
"Brother Liao, that goes for you too. If you can get promoted to B Level within six months, I'll have a spot for you as well."
This was the path he was paving for his brothers.
The "Ghost" fighter jet project team needed people. Rather than hiring unfamiliar outsiders, he preferred to give his own brothers a helping hand.
Of course, the prerequisite was that they had to be ambitious and capable enough to seize this chance.
Liao Ming trembled with excitement. He felt as if the gates to a higher echelon were slowly creaking open for him!
"Han Feng, don't you worry! Six months! No, three months! I'll definitely rush my way to B Level!" he declared, patting his chest in assurance.
