Yang Hao did not interrupt Zhang Fengshou, he just listened quietly, occasionally taking a sip of tea. Miss Color, sitting by his side, listened more and more earnestly. When she had come, she hadn't taken this trip seriously at all, only thinking that it would be nice to stay by Yang Hao's side.
But after hearing Zhang Fengshou elaborate, she was instantly attracted to the reform blueprint he outlined for the steel plant. At the same time, she couldn't help but silently marvel in her heart; appearances truly can be deceiving!
Zhang Fengshou looked very ordinary, and at forty-three years old, his face already bore quite a few wrinkles and his skin was rather dark. At first glance, he seemed to be over fifty, but this did not detract from the brilliance he exuded while explaining the details of the steel plant reform.