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Liu Wei stuffed the crumpled resignation letter back into his pocket.

"Let's see what tricks he comes up with tomorrow."

The following morning at 9:00 AM, in the Blue Sky Aerospace Conference Room No. 1.

The pen nib glided across the thick contract paper, making a soft, scratching sound.

Zhang San pushed a 300-page document to the center of the long conference table.

He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Chairman Zhang, this is the final asset transfer list."

Zhang San pointed to the signature column.

"The debt assumption details, personnel resettlement plan, and intellectual property rights transfer agreement have all been verified. Please sign."

Zhang Haifeng sat in the main seat.

He picked up the Parker pen.

The wrist hung in mid-air, not falling for a long time.

The only sound in the conference room was the faint hum of the air conditioner.

The chubby director sitting on the left kept wiping his sweat with a tissue.

Another director twirled the teacup in front of him, the porcelain scraping against the table with a harsh sound.

Zhang Haifeng turned his head and looked around the conference room where he had been for ten years.

A photo of Blue Sky Aerospace's first successful launch is hanging on the wall.

Various models of rockets are displayed in the glass case.

Those were the fruits of his life's work.

He lowered his head, pressing the pen tip heavily onto the paper.

The ink spread.

The three characters "Zhang Haifeng" were written crookedly.

After signing, he pushed the document to the other side.

Li Yichen sat in a genuine leather swivel chair.

He took the document, didn't even look at it, and flipped directly to the last page.

With a few quick strokes, he signed his name.

"Yanran, make the payment."

Ji Yanran stood to the side and immediately took out her tablet and logged into the head office's financial system.

Fingers tap rapidly on the screen.

"The fund transfer instruction has been submitted and is awaiting confirmation from the bank system."

Ten minutes later.

Zhang Haifeng's phone, which was on the table, vibrated.

A bank notification popped up on the screen.

A regulated account ending in XXXX received RMB 15,000,000,000.00.

15 billion.

A portion of it was directly locked up to prioritize the repayment of emergency debts and the payment of back wages to employees.

Zhang Haifeng stared at the string of zeros.

He leaned back in his chair.

He reached out and pushed a mahogany box in front of him to the center of the conference table.

"Mr. Li."

Zhang Haifeng's voice was dry.

"The official seal, financial seal, and legal representative seal of Blue Sky Aerospace, as well as all the bank's U-shields, are all inside."

He stood up, took off the access card hanging around his neck, and placed it on the box.

Li Yichen reached out and moved the box in front of him.

Give it to Ji Yanran.

"Pass the word down."

Li Yichen stood up and straightened the hem of his suit jacket.

"Hold a company-wide meeting."

The open space in front of the final assembly workshop.

More than three thousand workers, dressed in blue overalls, stood in a dense, dark mass.

The sun was high in the sky, and the temperature was rising.

Whispers could be heard coming from the crowd.

Liu Wei stood at the front of the line, his hands in his work pants pockets, his fingers clutching the crumpled resignation letter.

The young man next to him came over.

"Mr. Liu, I heard the company really was sold."

The young man stood on tiptoe to look at the makeshift platform.

"It was sold to that boss who makes Thor batteries."

Liu Wei scoffed.

"It's useless to sell it to anyone."

"We're probably not going to get our wages back for the next three months."

"When capitalists take over, the first thing they do is lay off employees and get rid of the burden."

Several older workers nearby echoed his sentiment.

"That's right, what else can we do besides tightening screws?"

"We're waiting for rice to be cooked at home, and our mortgage payment is already two months overdue."

"My wife and I had a fight yesterday. She said if we don't get paid soon, she'll take the kids and go back to her parents' house."

The atmosphere in the open space grew increasingly tense.

Zhang Haifeng walked out of the office building and up the iron staircase to the stage.

He was holding a microphone.

The discussion in the audience subsided slightly.

"Everyone."

Zhang Haifeng cleared his throat.

"The company has been officially acquired in its entirety."

"This is the new boss, General Manager Li Yichen."

He stepped aside to make room for him.

Li Yichen stepped onto the stage.

He wasn't wearing a suit, just a simple black jacket.

Stand in front of the microphone.

More than three thousand pairs of eyes in the audience were fixed on him.

With doubt, with unease, with defensiveness.

Li Yichen took the microphone.

"From this moment on..."

Li Yichen's words were amplified by the high-powered speakers and spread throughout the open space.

"Blue Sky Aerospace Group has officially changed its name to 'Future Aerospace Group'."

"To become a wholly-owned subsidiary of the parent company."

The audience erupted in chaos.

The workers shoved each other, their chatter drowning out the wind.

Li Yichen raised his right hand and made two light pressure gestures in mid-air.

"I know what everyone is most concerned about right now."

He looked around the room.

"First, what should I do about the wages that are almost three months in arrears?"

"Secondly, if the company changes its boss, will you lose your jobs?"

As soon as these two sentences were uttered, the open space fell silent.

Liu Wei straightened his back and stared intently at the excessively young man on the stage.

Li Yichen lowered his hand.

"I will give you a clear answer."

"All the back wages will be fully deposited into your salary cards by noon tomorrow."

Not a penny less.

The people in the audience were stunned.

No one spoke; everyone was processing the news.

Li Yichen continued speaking.

"And, to thank everyone for their perseverance during this difficult time."

"The company will provide each person with an additional month's salary as compensation."

"It arrived in my account along with the back pay."

The open space remained silent for a full five seconds.

Then.

A deafening cheer erupted.

Several young workers in the front row jumped up, waving their fists and shouting.

Several older technicians raised their hands to wipe the corners of their eyes.

Liu Wei finally released his hands from his pockets.

That resignation letter fell into the deepest part of my pocket and was completely forgotten.

Li Yichen stood on the stage, waiting for the cheers to subside a little.

He picked up the microphone again.

"Regarding the second question."

"Everyone standing here today will, in principle, be retained."

"I will not lay off employees."

Another commotion erupted from the audience.

"Not only will we not lay off employees."

Li Yichen raised his voice.

"Starting next month, everyone's compensation and benefits will be aligned with those of the head office."

"The five social insurances and two housing funds will be paid at the highest standard."

"A monthly housing subsidy of five thousand yuan."

"Guaranteed minimum salary of 17 months' pay at the end of the year."

When these numbers hit, the workers went completely crazy.

"Holy crap! Seventeen months' salary!"

"A 5,000 yuan housing subsidy? I can rent a two-bedroom apartment in town for only 1,500 yuan!"

"Mr. Li is awesome!"

"Long live the boss!"

The cheers grew louder and louder.

Liu Wei's mouth was open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

He turned to look at the excited young man next to him, his face twitched a couple of times, and he grinned as well.

Li Yichen looked at the flushed faces below the stage.

"I spent 15 billion to buy this place."

"We're not here to dismantle the factory and sell the scrap metal."

"I'm here to set up the stage."

"With you all, we will build bigger and more advanced rockets."

He pointed to the towering testing tower in the distance.

"Next, the company will invest heavily in upgrading its R&D equipment and restarting stalled projects."

Our goal is the stars and the sea.

Thunderous applause erupted.

Enduring and uninterrupted.

Li Yichen handed the microphone to the administrative supervisor next to him.

"Over the next week, I will have individual talks with the management and key technical personnel of each department."

Meeting adjourned.

The general meeting has concluded.

The workers dispersed in twos and threes, each with a light step.

Even the anxiety in the air was swept away.

Li Yichen walked down the steps.

Ji Yanran and Zhang San followed behind him.

The three of them began to inspect the factory area along the main road.

This factory area, covering 3,000 acres, is extremely large.

Huge liquid oxygen and methane storage tanks stand by the roadside.

In the distance stands a towering static ignition test stand.

The final assembly workshop occupies a huge area and has a high ceiling.

Several rocket bodies, half-assembled, lay across the center of the workshop.

The old company logo was still printed on the outer shell, and a thin layer of dust had settled on the surface.

The hoisting equipment was suspended in mid-air, and the tracked vehicle was parked against the wall.

Li Yichen walked at the front, checking the equipment as he went.

Ji Yanran lagged a few steps behind, using a tablet to record data.

Walk to the corner of the side door of the workshop.

Zhang Feng, the former deputy chief technology officer, stood in the shadows.

He was a thin, fifties-year-old man with thick-rimmed glasses and thinning hair.

An engineer in charge of the power system was standing nearby.

The engineer watched Li Yichen's retreating figure in the distance.

"Mr. Zhang, this new boss is quite generous."

"He gave me four months' salary right off the bat, even doubling my benefits."

Zhao Guodong chuckled.

He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it.

The lighter clicked.

Smoke rose.

"That sounds nice, but the money was indeed paid."

Zhang Feng, with a cigarette between his fingers, pointed to the ceiling.

"But space exploration is a bottomless pit of money."

"He's just a battery guy, what does he know about rockets?"

Zhang Feng exhaled a smoke ring, his face full of disdain.

"Does he think rocket recovery technology is like building toy cars?"

"Is the little money he makes from selling batteries enough to cover several failed launches?"

"When laymen give instructions to experts, problems are most likely to occur."

"Don't end up with a half-baked product, then just pack up and leave, leaving a mess behind."

The engineer listened and nodded thoughtfully.

Ji Yanran happened to walk to the side door.

She stopped in her tracks.

He turned to look at Zhang Feng, who was standing in the shadows around the corner.