154: Chapter 154 Subspace Technology Company, Resuming Operations!

A word from the higher-ups keeps the subordinates running ragged.

The instructions from Vangi's global headquarters were sent directly to the Huazhong regional headquarters, which then forwarded them to the department specifically responsible for signing contracts.

It bounced around, trickling all the way down.

By the time it reached the person actually responsible, it was already 6:30 PM that evening.

Consequently, the person in charge, anxious to get off work, took a brief look at the basic situation of Frontier Technology Company, and then sent an electronic version of the contract directly to Hanzhong City.

This was a standard contract, with no room for changes or negotiation.

...

At this moment, Lin Junfeng had just arrived in Donghai City.

Walking out of the terminal, watching the bustling crowds, Lin Junfeng felt invigorated.

This surge of energy gave him the momentary illusion that he was ten years younger.

The version of himself from ten years ago was even more confident, even more arrogant. In his eyes, everything and everyone was under his control.

That's not the case now; ten years of trials had made him much more mature and steady.

However...

Looking at the flow of traffic on the road, Lin Junfeng smiled slightly.

"Donghai City... I'm back!"

The airport was over sixty kilometers away from the company's premises. Even taking the highway, it took an hour and a half for Lin Junfeng to get back to the office.

It was already 8:00 PM, and the company was still brightly lit.

Lin Junfeng pushed open the conference room door and immediately spotted the few people waiting inside.

The people chatting were startled by the sound of the door opening. They turned in unison to look at the entrance, and upon seeing Lin Junfeng, their faces lit up with pleasant surprise.

"Mr. Lin?!"

"Secretary He, Xiao Zhao, Tan Yan, Yutian, Congsheng, Old He..."

There were about a dozen of them in total. These people were his right-hand men; this factory could manage without shareholders, but it couldn't function without them.

Lin Junfeng offered a faint smile.

"I... am back!"

A dozen minutes later.

"So..." Secretary He asked, "Mr. Lin, now that you're back, are you still the General Manager of Junfeng Technology Company?"

"It's Subspace Technology Co., Ltd.," Lin Junfeng corrected. "Mr. Wang has officially appointed me as the General Manager of our company, in charge of basic operations and management. The relevant documents will be sent to the office very soon."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their worries instantly dissipating.

"Mr. Lin," Zhao Cheng asked, "Did Mr. Wang say anything?"

Lin Junfeng chuckled and nodded slightly.

Zhao Cheng's eyes lit up, and he was about to speak when Lin Junfeng gently held up a hand to stop him.

"We'll talk later. Right now, the most important thing is to reassure the workers."

"Before that, I will briefly convey to everyone Mr. Wang's arrangements for subsequent work..."

...

Each factory building of Subspace Technology Co., Ltd. was equipped with a loudspeaker system, allowing announcements to be broadcast to all areas from the main control room. However, this time, Lin Junfeng didn't intend to use it. He wanted to communicate with the workers face-to-face.

A dozen minutes later, the many employees had all assembled in the center of the largest factory building; the space was large enough for over three hundred people.

No one spoke; everyone was preoccupied with their worries, waiting quietly for Lin Junfeng to begin.

"Everyone."

Lin Junfeng stood on a makeshift platform so that everyone could see him. He scanned the crowd and then spoke, using his loudest voice.

"I, Lin Junfeng, have not let you down!"

A buzz of conversation instantly rose from below, and Lin Junfeng saw that some employees were looking pleasantly surprised.

"Just as you hoped, Mr. Wang has decided..."

"Not to lay off a single person, not to withhold any wages, not to reduce any bonuses, and to pay out all year-end bonuses in full!"

The atmosphere instantly livened up; the heavy, oppressive air vanished completely.

Lin Junfeng raised his hand, and the noise level dropped significantly.

"I won't bother with sentimental words. Nothing is more effective than money in your pocket."

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Now, I announce..."

"Frontier Technology Co., Ltd.'s wholly-owned subsidiary, Subspace New Materials Technology Co., Ltd., will fully resume work and production starting tomorrow!"

"This time, we will take back everything we lost!"

...

Subspace New Materials Technology Co., Ltd., third floor.

Lin Junfeng, having just returned from the workshop, poured himself a cup of tea and took a satisfied sip.

In front of him were Secretary He, Tan Yan, and Zhao Cheng.

"This company split is a crucial part of Mr. Wang's plan. From now on, we'll return to our roots and specialize in new material synthesis technology. Mr. Wang has high expectations for us."

As he spoke, Lin Junfeng produced a small document and handed it to Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng's eyes gleamed; he quickly took it and began to read through it carefully. The more he read, the more excited he became.

"Mr. Lin, is this all true?"

"Mr. Wang handed it to me personally; what do you think?" Lin Junfeng chuckled. He held Wang Shuo in high regard now.

He now also knew that standing behind Wang Shuo was actually the Chen Group, that behemoth with a market capitalization of hundreds of billions! Even if it had weakened, it could still crush him in a heartbeat.

Most importantly... Mr. Wang didn't seem to be merely a subordinate of the Chen Group. In a sense, it was the Chen Group that relied more on Mr. Wang.

Furthermore, based on his own observations, it seemed that Mr. Wang had a remarkable relationship with Chairman Chen's daughter.

Otherwise, why would Chairman Chen's daughter invest 150 million into Frontier Technology Co., Ltd.?

The future was promising. Lin Junfeng was full of confidence, and his tone was noticeably lighter.

"The materials Mr. Wang specifically requested must be produced within fifteen days. Are you confident?"

"Yes!" Zhao Cheng was trembling with excitement. This wasn't just paper; it was a mountain of gold. And Wang Shuo had just handed a mountain of gold to him so casually.

"Very good." Lin Junfeng nodded appreciatively. He was truly the technical talent he valued; regardless of anything else, this kind of self-confidence was rare.

"And the mold." Lin Junfeng turned his gaze to Tan Yan.

"Are you confident that you can produce the mold Mr. Wang requested within fifteen days?"

Tan Yan flipped through the documents and remained silent.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"It can't be done," Tan Yan said with a bitter smile. "With the equipment we have in our factory, we can't meet the precision requirements for this mold."

"How can it not meet the precision requirements? Didn't I tell you to buy the best ones available?" Lin Junfeng frowned.

"The best processing equipment on the domestic market only has a precision of 0.005 mm, whereas this mold... requires a machining precision of 0.003 mm. Furthermore, the inner surface roughness must reach Ra0.5, and that's just the minimum requirement, so..." Tan Yan shook his head.

Lin Junfeng understood. He couldn't blame Tan Yan; Mr. Wang's requirements were simply too demanding. Coming up with specifications that none of the factory's equipment could handle? How was he supposed to manage that?

"Can we find other manufacturers?"

"Are you sure, Mr. Lin?" Tan Yan cautioned. "The design drawings for this mold shouldn't be leaked, right?"

That was true... He had almost committed such a grave error. Leaking product technical specifications privately—if that caused severe repercussions, even he wouldn't be able to answer for it.

"In that case..." Lin Junfeng shook his head. "I'll have to consult Mr. Wang."