At four-thirty in the morning, the morning fog in Binhai City had not yet cleared, and Kuang Olaf was already standing outside the dust-free workshop of "Xinghan Precision Manufacturing". Pinned to the collar of his dark blue work jacket is a silver badge with a reduced version of the spacecraft thruster blueprint engraved on it - this is the badge he spent twelve years working his way from workshop apprentice to chairman. The fingerprint unlocking sound beeped softly. In the workshop with a constant temperature of 22°C, thirty five-axis machining centers were cutting titanium alloy blanks with micron-level precision. The parameters beating on the machine tool display were more familiar to him than his own pulse.
"Chairman, yesterday
