After learning the true state of the institute's technological reserves, Zhu Wencong was full of confidence in his industrial path.
There was no denying that it was truly delightful to stand on the shoulders of giants, and with a cheater guiding the research direction, it was just ridiculously outstanding.
Although they had yet to achieve any notable results, they had accumulated a wealth of experience and become qualified scientists.
By evening, Zhu Wencong directly announced that the institute would be cleared and everyone should head to the grand restaurant for a meal together.
"Aren't you going back for dinner?" Su Yanqiao found Zhu Wencong and asked.
"No! How is your progress?" Zhu Wencong asked in return.
"You know the efficiency of the white people, so they have been dragging their feet in their work.
French capital has successfully entered, and in fact, they are now unable to reverse it and can only torment themselves.