A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

The two ultimately failed to find the lock.

Jiangxia did have one in his spatial storage, but that was the one he used as a "meteor hammer," and it was far too big. Besides, taking it out in front of Li Huaide would be troublesome.

Li Huaide originally intended to use a crowbar to remove the bolt behind the door and lock it.

Unfortunately, despite working up a sweat under the scorching sun, he still failed.

Finally, Jiang Xia got impatient, so he simply went into the courtyard, moved a wooden stool, locked the door from the inside, and climbed over the wall to come out.

The courtyard wall was quite high, and a weakling like Jiang Xia could only slowly slide down, half-hanging.

Just as I was sliding down, I heard someone say, "Take it easy, don't fall!"

Hey, who do you think you are!

He let go of his hands and slid down the wall, his arms being supported by someone.

Wow, people these days are so enthusiastic; they always know how to lend a hand.

Unexpectedly, a tremendous force came from his two arms, causing Jiang Xia to bend over in pain, his head hanging low, only able to catch a glimpse of a few pairs of cloth shoes in front of him out of the corner of his eye.

Then, a burlap sack was slung over their heads. "Stay put! Don't scream!"

The shoulder bag she was carrying was also pulled off.

Jiang Xia was startled. Good heavens, could we have really run into spies?

That damn Li Huaide! I called him uncle for nothing, and he didn't even bother to give me a heads-up!

Just as I was about to struggle, I heard someone speak.

"Comrade! We spotted these two sneaking around the door early this morning. How's it going? Did you find anything?"

An elderly woman wearing a red armband was speaking to the person searching her bag.

The man, dressed in a white police uniform, frowned as he pulled Jiang Xia's identification from his bag and examined it.

After watching, Jiang Xia waved to the two people behind him, and only then was Jiang Xia able to relax.

"Are you an engineer at the steel rolling mill? What are you doing here, searching the yard?"

Jiang Xia stood up, tore off the sack himself, and looked for Li Huaide with some annoyance.

It made me laugh as soon as I saw it.

Li Huaide was in an even worse situation than him.

His hands and feet were tightly bound behind his back, the thick hemp rope wrapped around them so tightly it almost dug into his flesh.

The ankles of the two feet were tied together, and the hands were twisted behind the back and connected to the bindings of the feet, putting the whole person in a twisted position.

His mouth was stuffed with something that looked bulging, and a rope was tied around it, knotted tightly behind his head, making his mouth deformed and preventing him from even screaming.

Jiang Xia smiled wryly. No wonder there was no movement at all. This method was standard for capturing and binding prisoners.

How do you know?

Jiang Xia often observed Wang Kui training with his team.

He pointed to Li Huaide and said, "Comrade, that's our deputy factory director. You should let him off the hook. This yard belongs to him. We're here to look at the house today."

The man in the white uniform glanced at her suspiciously and handed Jiang Xia's handbag to another person.

Then he started looking through Li Huaide's small leather bag.

They only untied Li Huaide after they found the property certificate in his bag.

This isn't enough!

The volunteers with red armbands also invited people from the neighborhood committee and the police station.

Fortunately, the two people who came were familiar to me: one was Old Man Tian, ​​who always wore a long gown, and the other was Police Officer Gao.

After some confirmation, the man in white uniform led his teammates back to the cement house in front.

The man in red armbands didn't apologize; instead, he lectured Jiang Xia before disappearing down a winding path.

Officer Gao looked at Jiang Xia with a wry smile, shook his head, said he had an important mission, and rode away on his rusty bicycle.

Old Man Tian peeked into the small courtyard and secretly gave Jiang Xia a thumbs up: "It has to be Young Master Jiang, he even managed to get his hands on this courtyard!"

Jiang Xia's heart stirred, and he approached Old Tian, ​​quickly explaining to him briefly what Li Huaide had asked him to sign.

Is there a pitfall?

Old Tian glanced at Li Huaide, who was bent over and doing something, and said, "No, it's compliant! But you'd better hurry!"

Only then did Jiang Xia feel much relieved.

Looking back at Li Huaide, he was still bent over, his hands straining to pluck something out of his mouth.

Jiang Xia, sensing something was wrong, went over to take a look.

Well, a big walnut was stuffed into Li Huaide's mouth by the group of captors, making him drool. He was no longer acting like a factory director.

"Alright, Uncle Li. Don't use your special trick next time! Let's get to the hospital right away!"

You should definitely go to the hospital. Once that thing is in your mouth, it's easy for it to go in but hard for it to come out.

It's like bored people in later generations stuffing light bulbs into their mouths.

You won't get it out unless you break it!

Seeing that things were hopeless, Li Huaide stopped pulling him out, thinking that if he continued to pull, his chin would probably dislocate.

"Awoo awoo!!!~~~"

Unexpectedly, Li Huaide refused to leave, pointing at himself and then at Jiangxia with the property certificate in his hand.

"You mean you want to get the transfer done first?"

Li Huaide nodded again.

"Aba, woo, abababa~~~"

Hey, Li Huaide, he really has a good memory!

Alright, you're so straightforward, I can't let you suffer!

I can't drive a jeep, but I can ride a bicycle without any problem.

He borrowed Lao Tiantou's bicycle, stuffed Li Huaide into the back rack, and started pedaling furiously towards Xiehe Hospital.

Why go all the way to Peking Union Medical College Hospital when there are plenty of hospitals around De'anmen?

It was almost noon, and Jiang Xia was still thinking about that bowl of special porridge. You know what, it really made a difference; before, Jiang Xia probably wouldn't have been able to pedal this fast.

Besides, aren't the people over there familiar?

"Ugh, pedaling is so tiring! Uncle Li, what do you think about making the single-cylinder engine smaller and putting it on the bicycle?"

"Hey, with this modification, getting 20 or 30 km/h shouldn't be a problem!"

Li Huaide covered his mouth with his hat: "Mo!! Tuo!~ Ah~"

"Motorcycles? You mean the motorcycle manufacturers aren't happy about it?"

"Tsk, this is just a technical upgrade project, it's not stealing business. Besides, aren't they all busy making Dongfeng tricycles now?"

That's right, the motorcycle manufacturer has now launched a Dongfeng-BM021, which is one of the earliest "old man's electric vehicles". It has plenty of horsepower, 22 horsepower per cylinder, but its load capacity is... well, the official data says 330 kg.

Unfortunately, it can only run on flat roads, carrying a few more people, and it will flip over when it brakes.

"To convert a diesel single-cylinder engine to a gasoline one, we need to lower the compression ratio, add spark plugs, and with a heavy-duty lathe, we can also make the cylinder smaller."

"How about it? You can have one too, okay?"

Listening to Jiang Xia's rambling, Li Huaide patted Jiang Xia on the shoulder, a smile appearing in his eyes.

However, listening to Jiang Xia talk about single-cylinder engines, a hint of hesitation arose in my mind.

When Li Huaide arrived at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, the doctor used a large pair of pliers to crack the walnut, which restored his ability to speak.

After Jiang Xia shared a bowl of porridge with him, Old Liu suddenly appeared out of nowhere and handed Li Huaide a list.

"1240!"

"Old Liu, my chin isn't worth that much, is it?" Li Huaide said, resting his chin on his hand, somewhat annoyed.

"What are you thinking! This is for that kid's follow-up medical treatment!"

"What? Didn't you say you'd make up for the shortfall? Now you're not going to honor your promise?"

Li Huaide's eyes lit up as he looked at the prescription label that read "Great Tonic Pill".

"No, could I have a portion of these pills?"