The factory was more than a production line. Its workers thought of themselves as creators, not drudges. They made the world a different place – if not an actively better one.

The research and development guys hid out in an air-conditioned sanctuary tucked away at one end of the factory. Not that they felt they had anything to be ashamed of – they were only fulfilling a demand after all, and creatively at that. No, they weren’t hiding; it was just difficult to mix with people who didn’t see the world as they did; as clearly as they did.

Sometimes they discussed their moral and philosophical standpoints, usually over long, lazy games of poker while ideas for new creations brewed away undisturbed in the back of their minds.

As far as they were concerned, there were two kinds of people in the world regardless of whether you were from Hong Kong or Edinburgh.

You see, it all boils down to problems and problem-solvers.