I asked you to modify it, what the hell is this fighter jet's engine?

"what?"

"The second brother actually shook hands and took a photo with the leader?" Gao Jizu stood on tiptoe, but his height of 162cm was not enough to see anything.

"Boss, pick me up."

Gao Xiaobin, who is 168 cm tall, tried his best to pick up his father.

When Gao Jizu saw his second son taking a photo with Mr. Er, he excitedly said to the workers around him, "Look, that's my son."

The excited workers around him turned their heads and gave him a cold look.

Your son is amazing?!

But how could I want to have a son like this?

……

After the welcome ceremony, the leaders visited the tractor production workshop. Mr. Er asked, "How much can this workshop produce in a day?"

"Chief, currently one workshop produces 20 units per day, and the three workshops produce a total of 70 units per day. However... once the new production line is built, the daily production capacity of the three workshops can reach 180 units." Liu Dekui introduced.

"Oh? 180 units a day, that's 5400 units a month. That's equivalent to the production capacity of Big Brother's tractor factory."

Mr. Er's cheerful voice showed happiness, he was happy for the people and for the motherland.

“How long will it take to build this new production line?”

Liu Dekui gestured to Gao Xiaoguang to explain that the production line transformation was under the charge of Gao Xiaoguang, and no one knew the progress better than him.

"Commander, with only the talent in our factory, it would take two months to complete the construction. If... we have the assistance of experts, the time can be shortened to one month."

"I will personally coordinate for you which experts you need." The Dragon Country is in ruins and needs a large number of talents in all walks of life.

What Longguo lacks is talent.

"Thank you, Chief. I need Mr. Wang Debiao and Mr. He Min from the Polytechnic Institute."

"Comrade, you promote the virtuous without discriminating against your relatives."

Gao Xiaoguang's cheeks turned red when his thoughts were seen through.

"Okay, these two comrades will be coordinated by the First Ministry of Machine Building."

"Yes!"

The leader in charge of machinery responded immediately, and at the same time thought to himself that since the top leader attached great importance to tractor production, the level of the machinery factory should also be raised.

After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, everyone and the leader entered the prepared small meeting room.

Mr. Er held a brief meeting with the factory leaders to learn about the current difficulties of the machinery factory and the workers' living problems.

After the meeting, Gao Xiaoguang was invited into the reception room.

Mr. Er took a long box from his secretary and handed it to Gao Xiaoguang. He said in a friendly and approachable manner, "Mr. Da has learned about your deeds and specially wrote a couplet for you."

Mr. Da’s handwriting?

Gao Xiaoguang's brain crashed.

The great master rarely wrote inscriptions for individuals in his life.

It’s such a great honor that someone wrote a calligraphy for me!

Gao Xiaoguang held the box tightly in both hands, as if he was afraid that the box would fly away.

"Don't you want to open it and take a look?"

"I do! But opening a gift in front of others is extremely rude."

Hahaha!

Mr. Er laughed heartily and said amiably, "It's okay, open it and take a look."

Gao Xiaoguang carefully opened the box and saw rolled-up paper inside.

He opened the paper and his brain froze again.

The paper read, "A strong youth means a strong country" Dedicated to: Comrade Gao Xiaoguang.

The leader's name and date are written on the back.

"Chief, this..."

"A strong youth makes a strong nation. This is a perfect metaphor for your contribution to the organization. I hope you will continue to delve into your research and develop new products."

"I will ensure that I complete the mission and live up to the organization's training for me!"

After seeing off the gentleman and his group, the leaders of the machinery factory pulled Gao Xiaoguang into the conference room, and they all stretched their necks to watch the great gentleman's inscription.

"Bang~"

The leaders present had long since mastered the art of concealing their emotions, but this skill was completely lost at this moment.

He didn't even realize that the teacup had fallen to the ground.

They either had expressions of horror or their eyes bulged and their mouths opened wide.

what?

The great master actually wrote an inscription for Gao Xiaoguang?

This honor may not be obtained even at the cost of one's life!

How could Gao Xiaoguang receive such an honor?

The leaders present were deeply jealous.

"Comrade Xiaoguang, you must keep this calligraphy carefully and make sure it doesn't get eaten by rats."

"Old Xing, do I need you to remind me of this?"

"That's right! Go out and ask around. Who has this calligraphy and treasures it like a family heirloom?"