Three days later.

Rheinmetall AG.

“Boss Barbie seems to have lost her soul. I’m really worried about her,” whispered a machinist in the precision processing workshop.

His colleague looked at Sylvia, who was processing a part at an intelligent lathe, and said, “It might be because of that Chinese guy. To be honest, after working with that Chinese guy for such a long time, I think he is a pretty good guy. He’s the most skilled machinist in China, and an electrical engineer too. I admire him a lot. What a pity that such a great person like him was actually kidnapped by terrorists.”

“You think we would still need to stay and work overtime if those terrorists hadn’t kidnapped Mr Xia? The project would’ve been finished already if Mr Xia were here, but we need to stay overtime in order to complete what was originally Mr Xia’s work. How would we have abilities like him? Let’s hope we don’t make any mistakes.”

“Even if we do make mistakes, it is not our fault. I’m just worried about our Boss Barbie. She seems to like that guy a lot. Ay, that Chinese guy probably doesn’t have much hope of surviving...