Guo Weitao returned to shore, rode his bicycle to the shipyard construction site, and saw several large pumps inside the floating dock gate draining water from the dry dock into the river.
The noise of the draining was deafening, and the scene of water being poured into the river was as spectacular as a waterfall.
He had no time to enjoy the spectacle, parked his bicycle, and ran up to Han Yu, asking loudly, "Director Yu, how many hours will it take to drain the water from the dock?"
"The shipyard is too big, and just with the few pumps inside the dock gate, it would take more than a day and a night to finish." The noise was so loud that they had to shout to communicate, and Han Yu didn't want to strain his voice yelling, so he walked up along the pedestrian passage on the dock gate.
"What should we do?"
