A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

The riots began when Yang Youning lay on the ground.

Ignoring the iron slag on the ground, Yang Youning rolled around and burst into tears.

"I'm done for! Even the Imperial Garden Factory only dares to ask for blueprints; how could they possibly uproot someone else's promising seedlings!"

Li Huaide went even further, grabbing Liu Lao's leg and starting to wail.

"No way! Xiao Jiang is a promising talent that the steel mill has painstakingly nurtured! It hasn't been long, we can't let him be transferred away!"

"Unless you take me with you. I'm afraid no one else can take good care of him!"

"Huh?" Yang Youning rolled over and started grinding his teeth.

They only calmed down after each of the two guys who were trying to play the victim got kicked by Minister Xia.

"Old Liu! We're all from the Ministry of Machine Building, so we're practically family. It's fine to have Xiao Jiang go over and give guidance, but don't even think about transferring him again."

Another deputy minister tried to smooth things over.

"Yeah, that old bastard Li Changfu is no pushover. If his wife gives you a good whack, you're done for!"

"Li Changfu? Comrade Jiangxia's mentor is Li Changfu?" Old Liu's mouth dropped open.

“It’s Master! (Fourth tone)!” Jiang Xia corrected seriously.

Old Liu suddenly shivered and gave a wry smile: "Hey, it's just guidance, what are you thinking!"

However, judging from his flushed face, you can guess how much truth there is in what he said.

I've seen it all, and I've made a scene.

The group then moved into the factory's conference room.

"Comrades, you've done a great job! On behalf of the higher authorities, I would like to express my gratitude for your efforts and contributions..." Minister Xia, sitting at the head of the table, delivered a speech.

Perhaps knowing that readers would not like reading official rhetoric, Yang Youning took the opportunity to pull out a large stack of project production application forms after Minister Xia finished speaking.

There are a whole bunch of machines, such as drilling machines, planers, lathes, boring machines, etc.

Looking at the applications, some already had detailed drawings, while others were just rough outlines, Old Liu gave a wry smile: "With so many machine tools, are you a steel rolling mill or a machinery factory?"

Yang Youning puffed out his chest: "Our steel rolling mill will make whatever the people need! And we will definitely make it well!"

Li Huaide glanced at Yang Youning with a frustrated expression.

Yang Youning scoffed: "You can't write as fast as I can shout!" That was brilliant. He'd find something for the kid to take home later.

Minister Xia and the other vice ministers laughed heartily, saying, "Good, good, good!"

Having this intention is good, and the steel rolling mill not only has this intention, but it also doesn't just make empty promises; it has actually produced tangible results.

Sign! Sign them all!

Even Old Liu shook his head with a wry smile as he signed his name: "Enough, enough. The machine tool factory has been slacking off for so long, it's time to give them a wake-up call."

Why do you say that?

The production approval document for this steel rolling mill project is slightly different from that of a regular research institute; it includes the word "production." This is equivalent to a future production and operation permit.

You can't just let others do the research and then stop producing it, can you? After all, they're a factory, not just a research institute.

Therefore, by obtaining these project production approvals, the steel rolling mill essentially extended its reach into the machine tool manufacturing industry. In modern terms, the steel rolling mill significantly expanded its business scope.

We can already snatch up planned orders from machine tool manufacturers!

However, to be fair, these recent companies are really not up to par; look at how Shijingshan has been dealt with. The scope of companies that will be targeted next will only expand, not diminish.

But I digress. Let's get back to this project.

Not only was a contract signed, but a large sum of research funding for the project was also generously approved.

The rewards for the processing center will also be issued together, and the corresponding research benefits pre-approved for the processing center will not be withdrawn and will be issued as usual!

Jiang Xia squatted in the corner and counted on his fingers. It's stable, everything is stable.

Even if grain prices rise to 3 yuan next year, it will be enough to keep the entire Jiangjia Village afloat!

Suddenly, Li Huaide, who was standing nearby, thought of something. "Boss, this machining center and that slider... uh... punch press, it seems they only have project codes, not names. How about...?"

The other vice ministers were also taken aback, looking at Vice Minister Liu and Minister Xia standing to the side.

They all chimed in, "Haha, that's right! One machining center, one punch press, perfect for each of you..."

Minister Xia chuckled for a moment: "No rush, no rush. I think we can come up with one of these machine tools!"

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that drilling machines, planers, and the like could all be used! In any case, the blueprints were numbered starting from NB-777.

The minister named the machining center, and we named the sorting machine tools. Everyone was happy! Everyone was happy!

"Okay, let's all think about it!"

Jiang Xia was stunned for a moment, and ignoring Li Huaide's wink, he wanted to say something.

"Boss~~"

Li Huaide got anxious, and his chubby belly knocked Yang Youning to the ground. He stepped on Yang's body and tried to cover Xiao Jiang's mouth.

But Yang Youning didn't tolerate him. When he fell, he grabbed Li Huaide's belt, and the two of them rolled around in a ball again.

Minister Xia's face darkened again, and he kicked the two of them once more.

"You're such a grown man, can't you just relax a little!"

Then, looking at Jiang Xia with a kind smile, he asked, "Xiao Jiang, what do you want to say?"

Jiang Xia first looked apologetically at Li Huaide: "Deputy Factory Director Li, I know what you mean, but I can't keep quiet about this. The machining center is famous now!"

"You two pigs have no name at all! You're really infuriating!" Li Huaide sat on the ground, feeling depressed, and thought to himself.

"What a great opportunity to flatter! Everyone would be happy if you gave up your name. Ugh!! What a terrible teammate!"

Regardless of what Li Huaide thought, Jiang Xia felt that things still needed to be made clear, since only he and Wang Kui knew about it.

He pulled out the original survey paper and pointed to a line of small print: "I think this should be considered a name, right?"

Minister Xia took it and examined it carefully: "Yellow cat or black cat, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat!"

"This is!"

"Yes, it was written by the old commander who helped me sell the pots."

So~~

"So the heavy machine tool from Germany is the yellow cat, and the machining center is the black cat!"

Seeing Minister Xia's somewhat surprised expression, Jiang Xia raised his eyebrows.

He only noticed the small print after Wang Kui pointed it out.

Given Jiang Xia's reckless and bold style, he should have chased after the old man and asked him to sign the photo.

"However, while the machining center is well-known, the other machine tools are not. The minister can do whatever he wants here!"

"Screw your talent!" Minister Xia was also a little annoyed, watching Jiang Xia carefully put away the blueprint, especially his swaying ahoge.

Why do I suddenly feel an itch to use my hands?

for a long time.

With the dust settled, apart from the machining center, the remaining machine tools were given names by the bigwigs, though they were all code names like "Orange Cat," "Cow Cat," and "Persian Cat."

That was great; the renowned Chinese machine tool brand "Miaomiao Home" was born from this.

What people don't know is that the brand's designer paid the price of a small tuft of hair for this name.

Well, no matter how strong your ahoge (cowlick) is, it can't withstand so many people trying to pluck it.

The factory manager of a certain brand was covered in footprints and lay on the ground unable to get up.

A deputy factory director's belt was torn off, forcing him to run around the factory area holding up his trousers with both hands.

In conclusion, this is cause for celebration.