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"The second question is: When can we repair those machine tools? It's almost the end of the first month of the lunar year. It would be terrible if you forget!"

"Our factory is still waiting to start production. If you don't repair the machine tools, how can we produce screws? Don't complain if your work is delayed!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaolong calmed down instead.

Having said so much, the core point is just one: there is no early rise without profit.

Zhang Xiaolong was already familiar with dealing with this old leader and knew his character well.

This is a person who can do anything for the benefit of the unit, but he lives a simple life and is a truly responsible and principled person.

When dealing with such people, some requests have to be agreed to.

After some negotiation, Zhang Xiaolong finally spoke.

"Just tell me what you want to say!"

"Haha!" Old man Chen leaned back, not caring about the people around him, and laughed, "My son is far inferior to your father-in-law in terms of shamelessness. You don't have enough shamelessness!"

After that, he got to the point. Zhang Xiaolong listened attentively.

"First, Director Liu asked me to ask you to repair the machine tool last time, but they replied that we should send the equipment over for repair. But we can't wait any longer after all this back and forth."

Zhang Xiaolong recalled that incident and said unhappily, "Didn't you say you wanted to borrow a machine tool? This is clearly an attempt to take advantage of us. How could we agree to this?"

"Don't talk nonsense. How could we mean that? Can't you be a little more stupid?"

In the room, Chen's father listened while drinking water. Old Li watched all this helplessly, thinking that this was a fight for profit, and even their own people were being blackened.

Speaking of Chen's father, Zhang

He greeted Lin Zhihui again and arranged for the Security Department to send several team members to escort several core talents of the machinery factory to their destination to avoid any accidents.

After completing these tasks, Li Weihua immersed himself in the study of engine drawings. He is currently working on the design of the "combustion chamber", which looks quite complex and challenging.

It was a sunny but slightly cold day, falling on the 25th day of the first lunar month and Valentine's Day on the 14th day of the second lunar month.

Li Weihua accompanied the technical director of the pharmaceutical factory, Sun Wenbo, and other people to Yangjiawan to check the growth of medicinal materials in the planting base. Because the pharmaceutical factory was running out of inventory, the herbal medicines to be produced in the future would all rely on the harvest here.

Standing by the river, Li Weihua pointed to the neatly arranged greenhouses in front and said proudly: "Isn't it a sense of scale?" Sun Wenbo and his colleagues, who were visiting for the first time, nodded in approval. Wang Zhigang, who was in charge of purchasing, rubbed his hands with joy: "With so many greenhouses and so many medicinal materials, I wonder how much money I can make!"

"I have to go check it out so I can feel at ease."

After saying that, he ran down the dam and disappeared.

"Mr. Li, sometimes I really don't understand you." Sun Wenbo suddenly said, looking at Li Weihua's resolute face and added, "You are not only good at researching high-tech technologies such as engines, but also have a deep knowledge of agronomy, chemistry and even biology. Is there any problem that you can't solve?"

"Haha, you're too kind. I'm just scratching the surface. There are many things I can't do yet." Li Weihua replied modestly, "Just like aircraft engines, it's not easy to succeed."

However, this time Sun Wenbo disagreed: "I believe you can do it. This is not a question of confidence, but my intuition. Women's intuition is usually very accurate."

Li Weihua smiled slightly, "I hope I can live up to your trust."

In the herbal medicine growing area of ​​Yangjiawan, Li Weihua and Sun Wenbo visited a greenhouse.

In the greenhouse, there are many women wearing bags of different colors, carefully picking leaves of herbs.

"Hello, teacher!" One of the administrators, Zhao Xiaoli, immediately ran over with a detailed record sheet in her hand. "Teacher, everything here is going smoothly. I will manage this row of ours, and I will move on to the sixth greenhouse after I finish." Zhao Xiaoli looked at her mentor with pride.

She is grateful to Li Weihua for building a school for the village, which gave them the opportunity to change their fate and the right to pursue higher goals instead of simply repeating their parents' lifestyle. Therefore, even if more new teachers appeared later, the person who is most worth remembering and respecting is still the father of enlightenment who once guided her.

Zhao Xiaoli went on to explain the herb picking program and its expected benefits.

When Bai Jingshu realized that he could collect about 1,200 kilograms every day, he was also extremely surprised. This could indeed meet the current production needs of the pharmaceutical factory.

Seeing such results, Bai Jingshu was deeply moved. She had a deeper understanding of the primary education reform in the village, so she proposed to visit the campus.

"This little girl is really good and has great potential in the future!" Bai Jingshu exclaimed.

They arrived at the school wall, where the gate guards Uncle Zhang and Uncle Wang came to question them. Although they were old, they were still in good health and were actively contributing their remaining energy.

Taking a deep breath of the cigarettes that Li Weihua lit for them, the two old people began to talk about the school's progress and the envious eyes of the outside world. They especially mentioned the example of Ma Yuhua - she married well and now brought her children back to the village to seek for school admission. This shows that the success of rural education reform has attracted many people to return and support, and reflects the villagers' high evaluation of the quality of the school.

After a conversation, Li Weihua walked into the school office building to visit several teachers who were busy preparing lessons and working. Bai Jingshu quietly observed from the side and noticed that the children and faculty members looked at Li Weihua with admiration and love. All this proved a fact: in everyone's heart, he is a leader who will change the future.

From the above rewritten paragraphs, we can see that the main events have not changed but the characters' names have been replaced with fictitious names. The overall plot has been fully reproduced and the influence of the original names has been minimized.

The three of them stood outside the third grade class two classroom and watched the teacher's every move on the podium through the window. At this time, the teacher was teaching the children in a solemn tone how to respect the red scarf in their hands.

Zhang Xiaoming glanced at the door and saw the wooden sign clearly saying "Grade 3, Class 2". At this time, the teacher was holding up the red scarf to show it to the children, and they were neatly placing their red scarves, ready to follow the teacher's instructions.

"Students, the red scarf in your hands represents a corner of the red flag dyed with the blood of revolutionary martyrs." The teacher said, "The red scarf is not only a red corner, but also symbolizes the responsibility and commitment of us Young Pioneers. We must devote ourselves to the cause of socialism with passion."

Then, the teacher began to explain how to fold and wear the red scarf correctly: "We must learn the three-fold method. The first fold is to commemorate the martyrs, the second fold is to pay tribute to the motherland, and the third fold is to express hope for the future."