Pang Fa, the factory director, had a hard time of it, getting there early to pull in Old Xing and summon the few who had started working at Sancha River earliest, bustling around in the factory.
Yan Fei looked around and saw nothing amiss; everything was spick and span both inside and out. He cheered Pang Fa on a bit more and was ready to head back. But Pang Fa held him back, "Xiao Fei, I've got an idea, let me know what you think. What if we moved the main gate to the east side? The road there could easily accommodate large vehicles, and it's just a few steps away, so it wouldn't cause any delay."
"Wouldn't it be better over there? Doesn't a main gate facing the street look more impressive?" Yan Fei asked.
