Elena didn't let the momentum die in the hallway.
She walked out of the prototype room and didn't stop until she reached the taped floor plan, where the future assembly area was still bare concrete and chalk marks.
"Here," she said.
Everyone stopped where the tape line cut across the floor like a border.
Jun's engineers shifted their weight, looking around like they expected equipment to appear. Maria kept her arms crossed, eyes scanning exits and access points. Victor stayed a step behind, already reading the space as an audit diagram. Hana stood near the wall, phone in hand, ready to turn decisions into forms and emails.
Timothy stayed quiet and let Elena own the room.
Elena pointed to the section taped off as receiving and quarantine. "This is where we start acting like a manufacturer. Not an idea."
Jun nodded once. "We need a product definition."
"We need three," Elena said. "But we pick one first."
Maria's head tilted. "You said power module."
