"Um... Engineer Wu, I think Advisor Han's idea about the honeycomb structure makes a lot of sense. Why don't we try it first?" one of the engineers whispered.
"Yeah, yeah. And if something goes wrong, he's responsible anyway.
We just have to do what he says."
Seeing the morale around him begin to crumble, Wu Zhen's expression turned grim.
He knew he had lost today's battle, utterly and completely.
Not only had he been technically outclassed, but his authority had been trampled underfoot by Han Feng.
"What's all the panic about!"
Wu Zhen slammed his hand on the table, trying to force the situation back under control.
"He only pointed out a few parameter errors! The real technical challenge lies in the overall system integration!
I refuse to believe a young punk like him can actually build this plane!"
But despite his bluster, his confidence was already wavering.
He grew even more irritated, especially when he saw Zhao Gang still trembling beside him.
