A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

"Tsk, Brother Wang, we've looked around and still no furniture for sale? Isn't this place supposed to be where you can buy anything?"

Wang Kui shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either, as this was his first time visiting this place.

After all, he was either on duty at the steel mill or on a mission outside, so he didn't have time to shop at this top store.

"Hahaha~~ Xiao Wang, see? You've made the young comrade unhappy! Your work still needs to be implemented more effectively!" A leader stood on the stairs, looking at them with a smile.

As the leadership progressed down the ranks, a group of people followed closely behind him.

Each one has four pockets.

Some people even had small notebooks in their hands, constantly jotting something down.

The two men with buzz cuts who were walking ahead intended to separate Jiang Xia and the other man.

But when he saw Wang Kui behind Jiang Xia, he was clearly taken aback.

Jiang Xia was very perceptive; she pulled Wang Kui aside. He just couldn't stop trembling all over.

Jiang Xia even felt like crying.

Seeing that Jiang Xia's eyes were red, the leader hurriedly called to the two men with crew cuts in front of him: "Hey, keep your voice down (Sichuan dialect for 'be careful'), don't scare the young comrade!"

"Why would someone have such bad intentions?"

"Come on, young man, tell me, what do you want to buy today?"

As they were talking, the leader stepped forward to face Jiangxia directly, looking him up and down with a gentle gaze.

Strangely enough, Jiang Xia was very excited when she first saw the leader, but now that she is closer, she has calmed down.

The main thing is that the leader's current demeanor is very calm, like a friendly old man next door.

"Hey boss, we're moving to a new place and wanted to check out some furniture, but it seems like we don't have any. Also, I haven't been out and about in a while, so I thought I'd come out and see the world."

The old man was taken aback when he heard the title "leader".

He then burst into hearty laughter and looked behind him.

"Xiao Wang, your department store doesn't live up to its name; you don't even have any furniture!"

The middle-aged man, called Xiao Wang, quickly stepped forward and explained that nowadays, some people buy and sell furniture from trust stores, while others hire carpenters to make it themselves.

Furniture doesn't necessarily sell in department stores.

After hearing the explanation, both the old man and Jiang Xia had an expression of sudden realization.

"Haha, I've learned something new. It really is true that you should go out more and broaden your horizons."

As he spoke, the leader beckoned to Jiangxia.

"Come on, little guy, what you said has reminded me. Seeing is believing, let's go down from the third floor!"

Jiang Xia happily stepped forward and continued to stroll around behind the leader.

Upon hearing their leader's words, the two men with buzz cuts immediately turned into crying faces, looking like they wanted to offer advice but dared not.

One of the bolder ones approached Wang Kui and said, "Old Wang, what should we do? We were supposed to go back after the meeting, but if we keep going like this, we won't have enough manpower!"

Wang Kui lowered his voice: "I have a few brothers outside. Take your badge and go look for them. One of them has a walkie-talkie. Report to headquarters immediately!"

The man wasn't stupid; he grinned and said, "Good heavens, you've got some wild ideas. What, which young master is this that's worth your attention?"

"Pah, it's from our own factory. The one at the steel mill!"

The man listened, thought about it carefully, and then turned to look at Jiang Xia for a while: "Oh, this kid. It's alright then, keep an eye on him for me, I'll be right back."

"Get lost. If you're going to waste your time talking nonsense, you could have finished your report already."

The man wasn't annoyed; he simply swayed a few times down the stairs and disappeared from sight.

Wang Kui straightened his clothes, quietly slipped the item from his waist under his arm, and exchanged glances with the other crew-cut men.

With a few hand gestures from Wang Kui, the group firmly surrounded Jiang Xia and the leader in the center.

As they walked, the leader chatted with Jiang Xia. Before long, Jiang Xia had revealed everything about his family life.

Listening to Jiang Xia's story about Little Grey Wolf dancing with the flames, the old man laughed again. He even mentioned that in his hometown, Little Grey Wolf's head was a delicacy.

Hmm~ If Little Grey Wolf could hear the leader's praise, would he jump back from Yaochi and make Jiang Xia burn it again?

Walking to the corner where the bicycles were piled up, the leader asked Jiang Xia curiously if he had bought one.

Jiang Xia admitted that she was afraid she wouldn't have enough money to renovate her new home, so she hasn't bought one yet.

To prove his abilities, Jiang Xia proudly pulled out the frayed bicycle ticket and showed it to the old man.

To everyone's surprise, the leader took it with a strange expression and examined it carefully.

He then asked the middle-aged man he called "Xiao Wang," "These stamped blue tickets mean I can pick up the car right away, right?"

"Xiao Wang" squeezed through the security circle, took the ticket, and carefully examined it: "Yes, it has been stamped with the finance department's official seal, you can pick up the car directly!"

Jiang Xia's eyes widened. What?! I don't know? You can do it like this?

Jiang Xia's bewilderment didn't seem faked. "Xiao Wang" then gave him a further explanation.

Jiang Xia then realized that the root of the complicated procedures he went through to obtain this ticket was actually here.

"By the way, young comrade, this ticket has an expiration date."

"Xiao Wang" pointed to the rough edge in the lower right corner of the receipt and said confidently:

"Although it's already rough around the edges, judging from the date, the deadline is probably today. Why don't you choose one quickly? If you do choose, please also show the supporting document!"

Oh! Yes, there are!

Jiang Xia bent down, reached into his satchel and rummaged around for a while before finally finding it among the piles of blueprints in the space warehouse.

Perhaps fearing that the leader would be impatient, he accidentally took out a few drawings with him.

They just handed it all to "Xiao Wang".

The leader took the things from Jiang Xia's hands first. Jiang Xia was busy fastening her bag, and when she felt someone take them, she let go.

He first glanced at Jiang Xia's certificate, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

He then focused his attention on the drawings, glanced at them a few times, rolled them into a tube shape, and gently tapped Jiang Xia's head.

"You scatterbrain! Otherwise, your bicycle would have flown away! Hurry up and pick one!"

Jiang Xia scratched his head sheepishly and looked at the row of bicycles.

The brands "Red Flag", "Phoenix" and "Forever" were almost all available, but the most common brand was "Torch".

Jiang Xia, suffering from decision paralysis, simply squatted down and began to examine the items closely.

The leader unfolded the blueprints again and glanced at them, then asked seemingly casually, "You little scatterbrain, what's the difference between a motherboard and a machine tool?"

Jiang Xia couldn't tell the difference between these bicycles; they all seemed the same. The only difference was the logo on the front of the bikes.

Listening to the leader's words, I casually replied, "The mother bed is like a mother hen, laying out small machine tools."

"However, the precision of a small machine tool is lower than that of a master machine tool."

Hearing Jiang Xia's analogy, the leader laughed again.

How low is it?

"It's hard to say, but it's at least an order of magnitude. For example, if the mother bed is 1 micrometer, then what she produces should be between tens and hundreds of micrometers."

The leader folded the blueprints and handed them to Jiangxia.

"You little scatterbrain, put the blueprints away properly, and don't leave important things lying around!"

Jiang Xia took it and glanced at it; it turned out to be the master plan for that heavy-duty lathe. He casually stuffed it into his bag: "It's nothing, this is the original plan. I designed a better one. Boss, which one should we choose? They're all the same!"

Jiang Xia squatted on the ground, looking at the leader with a helpless expression.

The leader couldn't help but ruffle the tuft of hair on his head: "Then let's go with Torch, I quite like that name!"