A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

While Jiangxia was processing the cancellation of the bicycle ticket.

A secretary behind the old man handed him a handwritten document to review.

The old man started walking around as he looked at the exhibits.

"Oh? Production has increased! Looks like there's going to be a good show at the 43rd anniversary celebration in October!"

"Take note: don't give orders haphazardly about the items to be exported this time, and don't add any extra burden to the comrades. Having them is the greatest victory!"

After saying that, the old man raised his wrist to check his watch, "It's getting late."

"By the way, do you have any watch vouchers?"

The secretary patted her pocket. "Before coming out with you, Mr. Zhuo took away all the cigarettes you had hidden here, as well as those receipts."

The old man chuckled: "This fellow..."

After a moment of contemplation, the old man beckoned Jiang Xia over: "You little scatterbrain, I won't keep you company."

"Speaking of which, we're actually in the same industry. My first job was also at a steel rolling mill. Here, take this. You'll have to keep track of the time, but at least you won't forget to collect your bonus!"

As he spoke, the old man took off his wristwatch and handed it to Jiang Xia.

Overwhelmed with gratitude? Fearful and hesitant to decline?

No, that's not true. Jiangxia has already let go of all restrictions by now.

"Given by the elders, I dare not refuse!"

Jiang Xia gripped the watch tightly in his hand. "However, there's an old saying, 'Give and take.'"

As he spoke, Jiang Xia began rummaging through his handbag.

The old man smiled as he watched Jiang Xia bustling about, waiting to see what kind of "etiquette" this younger generation would put on him.

"Blueprints? Project proposal?"

The old man took it and looked at it for a while, then burst into laughter again.

"You little scatterbrain, you've got some nerve."

The old man pondered for a moment: "Alright, I'll leave at the end of the month. Once you've finished, bring it to me and let me see! If it's really as you say, I'll agree!"

Everyone was astonished by what they saw.

It's worth noting that while the old man enjoys making friends, this is the first time he's allowed someone to come directly to his door.

What exactly is that blueprint?

As the old man spoke, he walked to the railing on the third floor, looked down at the bustling crowd below, and smiled.

"Difficulties will always pass!"

"See you later! Don't bother coming back!"

The old man left swiftly and decisively, and Jiang Xia, clutching his watch, waved goodbye.

Is it a dream?

But the lingering warmth of the watch seemed to tell Jiang Xia that it was real!

"I forgot to take a picture. If I could have gotten the old man to sign something, then... hehehehe!"

If all these elderly people could get an autographed photo, then...

That way, we won't have wasted our time in this era!

Just as Jiang Xia was making his grand vow, Wang Kui returned to his side after completing his temporary mission.

"Hey, what's that blueprint of yours?"

"Heh heh, it's a secret!"

Wang Kui sighed regretfully and flicked a small card in his hand.

"It seems some people don't want this."

"Huh? Photos? They're developed already?"

"Okay, okay, it's nothing serious, it's just a pot."

"pot?"

Taking advantage of Wang Kui's momentary daze, Jiang Xia snatched the photo.

This is a Polaroid photo, showing an old man gently touching Jiangxia's ahoge (cowlick).

Jiang Xia is only shown from behind in the picture. Tsk, who took this picture? So unprofessional!

The more Jiang Xia looked at the photo, the more he felt like a golden retriever. If this photo wasn't explained, it could easily be mistaken for an old man playing with a dog.

Good heavens. Two photos, one of her profile, one of her back.

There wasn't a full face.

Jiang Xia wondered if his grand ambitions had been too ambitious.

Looking at what Jiang Xia was holding, Wang Kui felt a little envious.

"Hey, I have a Lux watch here, it's brand new, wanna trade it in? That watch is gold, you know!"

Jiang Xia picked up the watch and waved it in front of Wang Kui, "Want it?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

Jiang Xia fastened the watch to his wrist, "You're so beautiful!"

"You little brat, you've really gotten cocky!"

The two pushed the torch out of the building, arguing noisily.

At the main gate, they were blocked again by a middle-aged man surnamed Wang.

He pulled out a pink ticket and tried to hand it to Jiang Xia, but Jiang Xia covered her pocket and said, "I won't exchange it!"

The middle-aged man pointed to the watch on Jiang Xia's wrist. "I'm not asking you to replace it, but you're not going to buy another one. Just keep the one on your wrist as a keepsake."

Jiang Xia shook his head vigorously, saying that the old man gave him the watch so that he could use it. Wouldn't putting it on a pedestal go against the old man's original intention?

The middle-aged man clapped his hands and laughed, handing Jiang Xia a business card while saying, "The old man said that good children get candy."

“Every month, young friend Jiang, you must come to me for candy. Or I can deliver it to your door!”

Jiang Xia smiled broadly. With this guarantee, he wouldn't go hungry anymore.

"Hey, Uncle Wang, what will happen if we accept that ticket?"

The middle-aged man smiled as he heard Jiang Xia's flattering address: "That's good, not the kind of self-righteous arrogance."

"Then there will be no future!"

"Ew~~ That sounds kind of creepy!"

"Hey, Xiao Jiang, what are those blueprints?" the middle-aged man changed the subject and asked curiously.

"Hey, Uncle Wang, have you heard this song before?"

The middle-aged man smiled and leisurely crossed his hands: "Could it be the 'March of the Big Swords'?"

Wang Kui chuckled.

Jiang Xia pouted. How did they know all about that trivial matter?

"I have a little secret, hey, a little secret!"

I'm not telling you!

I'm not telling you!

I'm not telling you!

Jiang Xia jumped on his bike and rode off, while Wang Kui took a few quick strides and sat steadily on the back seat.

The middle-aged man tossed out a small notebook, laughing and cursing, "You little brat, take this! No replacement if you lose it!"

The breeze cannot read, so why bother turning the pages of a book?

The notebook rolled and tumbled, revealing only the words "Special Supply".

Having a bicycle naturally requires a stamp. Jiang Xia was well aware of the most basic regulations.

With the lean and wiry Wang Kui in tow, Jiang Xia rode along, wobbling and swaying all the way.

Good heavens, how come someone so small is so heavy!

Wang Kui touched the object at his waist, smiling without saying a word.

The nearest police station is the one in Jiaodaokou. Since I know them well, after getting the official stamp, I can go home and see how Old Tian has decorated the house.

It's nothing serious, I expect it will be done in a few minutes.

You pay money to get the license, just like a driver's license in later times.

Why did the young police officer look at Jiang Xia with such a strange gaze?

"What's wrong, Brother Gao? This car isn't stolen, why are you looking at me like that?"

Officer Gao looked at the smiling Jiang Xia and didn't know what to say for a moment.

He pointed to a light blue ribbon that had been tied around his hand after he entered Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

"Haven't seen you for a few days, how come you're in the hospital?"

"Wow, Brother Gao, you have a keen eye for observation! No wonder your master's wife thinks highly of you!"

Jiang Xia waved his hand: "Hey, it's just low blood sugar causing dizziness. You'll get used to it after a while."

Officer Gao hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Are you alright now?"

"Alright!" Jiang Xia flashed his watch at him. "With this, I'm fully recharged!"

"Uh, there's something I need to tell you, but you absolutely mustn't faint!"

"What's the matter?"

Your house collapsed!

"what!"