A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Frustrated, Li Huaide ultimately did not cause any trouble for the security department.

The gleaming seal of the Logistics Department made Li Huaide and Manager Wang's eyes glaze over.

"Sigh, I managed to keep 50 sets. I'll just have to get the pre-orders done first. Tomorrow, I absolutely have to get them finished!"

Manager Wang gave Li Huaide some reluctant instructions.

The two brothers, who were in the same boat, had already hugged and cried together earlier.

Li Huaide said firmly, "Brother, don't cry. I'll oversee the steel mill! Don't worry!"

Jiang Xia, a casual observer, strolled by, chanting: "I'm a little drill, a little drill, I have many little secrets, little secrets, la la la~~"

Li Tiejun followed behind Jiang Xia, saying, "With quality control in place, the rolling mill can rest assured!"

Li Huaide's veins bulged.

"Where are the knives? Where are the knives?"

Li Huaide's veins disappeared, and he vanished without a trace, having pulled Manager Wang, who was watching the show, along with him.

Tsk, unreliable!

After wandering around for a while, Jiang Xia asked Tie Jun to handle the follow-up procedures for the steering system. He then asked his master for leave and took the veterans from the transport team back to their hometown to visit their grandmothers.

Jiang Xia bumped into Yang Youning on the road and wanted to greet him, but Yang Youning looked at her like she was a ghost and turned a corner far away.

Well, it seems there's no hope for the knife.

Okay, let's take it slow. If it really doesn't work, let's lower our expectations.

If it's lowered, can it still be called a mother's bed?

The guide rails can be replaced with ductile iron. Hey, is it possible to produce them in Shijingshan now? When I was studying in Wudaokou, Professor Wang seemed to have come up with a preparation scheme using rare earth elements. I wonder how it has developed now.

What else can be replaced? The bare rod seems okay, but the lead screw is definitely out of the question; some gears, however, could be replaced.

While pondering the journey, the truck arrived at the village.

After picking up Grandma, we prepared to take the fourth and fifth children straight to the courtyard.

Nothing in the old house has been touched; it's not like they're leaving and never coming back.

Grandma Jiang agreed to go to the city mainly for the sake of her fourth son, Jiang Qiu. The highest level of education in the commune was only primary school. But he had completed his junior high school studies on his own.

I was just asking Jiangxia to find some high school books for me to read a while ago.

She's definitely a top student; we can't let her talents go to waste.

If Jiang Xia hadn't been reborn, he definitely wouldn't have been able to catch up with her.

Professor Zhang, a neighbor of Master Li Changfu, promised Jiang Xia that as long as Jiang Qiu passed the assessment, he could directly get Jiang Qiu into high school as a transfer student.

As for Jiang Dong, forget it. Let him grow up happily.

After all, compared to the second and third children, the little girl was lucky. Falling into the ice hole didn't kill her, but it just made her head feel like it had been frozen shut.

Jiang Ma kowtowed several times honestly in front of the grave, said a few words to her second and third sons, and tearfully bid farewell to the mound of earth containing the one adult and two children.

Once we got to the city, it was time to shop!

Each person received two sets of new clothes and shoes, plus cooking oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

When we got to the bookstore, we bought a bunch of books for Jiang Qiu. Luckily, we didn't need tickets to buy books, we just had to pay.

However, you can't just buy blank paper; you need paper coupons for that.

The remaining receipts were used up completely.

Cities are big, and living there is not easy.

But looking at Jiang Dong frolicking in the yard, Jiang Qiu reading a book in the west wing, and Grandma Jiang patrolling the area with her Mauser pistol, isn't it all worth it?

Jiang Xia, his face covered in soot, was smiling broadly as he poked at the coal stove.

……

The next day, at the steel rolling mill, looking at the electrometallurgical blast furnace delivered from Shijingshan, Jiang Xia was filled with questions.

I asked around and found out that the high-frequency electric furnace for the notebook had arrived.

Then, an order was issued from above to streamline the workforce in steel companies next year. More than 10,000 of the 60,000+ employees in Shijingshan District were directly laid off.

The Ministry of Metallurgical Industry remembered the steel rolling mill, which had been incorporated into the Ministry of Machine Building, and simply sent the old electric furnace there.

There's nothing I can do, and it's not that I'm fickle. It's just that the new electric stove consumes too much food. At the time, I only thought about how advanced the model was and didn't consider that the supporting components wouldn't keep up.

It's better to send the old electric furnace to a steel rolling mill so it can continue to serve than leave it idle.

After all, there aren't many major electricity consumers around the steel rolling mill, so it's barely usable.

Furthermore, the Ministry of Metallurgical Industry also found the steel rolling mills rather troublesome lately, constantly making demands that exceeded specifications. "Since you're so capable, then go make your own steel and stop bothering me!" they thought.

Thanks to the small steel cannon, the steel rolling mills are all incredibly busy. They're not on the list of plants to be downsized; in fact, they seem to be subtly expanding.

Of course, the big picture is none of Jiang Xia's business, so it's not his concern.

What gave him a headache was the person in front of him.

Little notebook.

Junichiro.

In the conference room, Yang Youning, Li Huaide, and Jiang Xia stood in a row.

Junichiro and relevant personnel from the Foreign Affairs Office were sitting opposite him.

"Well then, according to the contract, I have come to retrieve our country's most precious treasure. Please have your personnel hand it over."

Junichiro is currently riding high on success.

On one hand, he successfully completed the task assigned to him by his bald eagle father.

On the other hand, the story he concocted, "A lone hero finds a lost treasure in China," sparked a huge discussion in Japan.

The family's prestige reached its peak, especially with the donation channel he opened, which quickly achieved a small goal.

But where there is support, there is also opposition.

Many experts and scholars from Japan have come forward to criticize him for sensationalism and deceiving the public. Therefore, he urgently needs to get that jade back to give him an explanation.

But when asked, the foreign affairs personnel had no idea about the extra-contractual agreement between him and Wang Kui.

Following the prompting of relevant personnel, and after asking around, the inquiry eventually reached the logistics department.

The logistics department only said that there was such a person, who was assigned to the steel rolling mill as a security officer. They knew nothing else.

Junichiro was in a hurry, so he came directly to their door.

Yang Youning and Li Huaide stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Wang Kui? He's away on a business trip!

Where did they go? I don't know!

When are you coming back? I don't know!

Baka yarou! Isn't he your employee? How can the company president not know where his employee is?!

Seeing Junichiro about to explode with anger, Jiang Xia tried to smooth things over.

He brought out the air fryer, pointed at the freshly printed newspaper, and started to bluff Junichiro.

Finally, they invited Nan Yi over and cooked him some vegetarian dishes using an air fryer.

The little boy ate happily and even subtly suggested why we didn't grill some meat.

Jiangxia took the opportunity to feign poverty.

They say the entire factory's budget has been poured into researching this advanced pot, and the workers haven't eaten meat for two months. They're hoping to sell the pot to make ends meet so they can go to the store and buy some meat to satisfy their cravings.

The aggrieved expression made Xiaobenzi burst into laughter.

I didn't pay much attention to the rest of the notebook, but I was very interested in the fact that this pot could make French fries with less oil.

Why? Because Bald Eagle Daddy loves French fries! Little Notebook, terrified by the chubby kid, is now trying his best to be like Daddy.

However, Xiaobenzi, who has always had a light diet, is not a big fan of fried food.

This air fryer seems to have found a balance between the two.

With his deep pockets, Junichiro placed an order for 1000 air fryers directly with the steel mill. At the same time, he didn't care at all about the price of $120 per unit offered by Jiang Xia.

"Kids, have you applied for a patent for this pot?"

"Of course!" Jiang Xia tossed out the daily newspaper, which featured a photo of the old leader treating the comrades across the street to barbecue.

"Our comrades in the alliance said they are ready to defend the intellectual property rights of our brother countries at any time!"

"Yoshi, yoshi!"

Junichiro thought to himself: Defend my ass, everyone knows your two families have broken up.

Considering that the jade was still in someone else's hands, he could only keep quiet about it.