A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Red flags fluttered, and cheers echoed.

At the entrance of the Quancheng Automobile Factory, five blue and white heavy trucks were lined up in a row.

As the leaders of Jinan finished speaking, five trucks, adorned with red flags, slowly drove out of the automobile factory and began their acclimatization drive before the long journey.

"Jiang, shall we drive the car directly to Beijing? Do we need to contact the Ministry of Railways to have the car transported there?"

Jiang Xia slowly shook his head: "True gold fears no fire. A long drive will be a good opportunity to see the car's actual performance, and we can make timely corrections if there are any problems!"

The top leader of the municipal party committee listened to Jiang Xia's introduction and slowly nodded.

The entire city of Jinan attaches great importance to this logistics department tender, especially after seeing the smooth driving of the Yellow River Cayenne after the steering assist system was installed.

The city's top leaders were not naive either. They understood that even if they couldn't win the bid against Jiefang trucks due to external factors, the improved Yellow River heavy trucks could still occupy a leading position in the civilian market.

With its already impressive carrying capacity, coupled with a flexible operating system, not to mention Jiangxia's improved "ergonomics," he wouldn't believe it wouldn't utterly crush those established truck manufacturers.

Besides textiles and flour processing, will Jinan's pillar industries also include heavy truck production?

What a talented person!

In just a few days, they've already made up for all the shortcomings of the Yellow River Card!

The senior leaders of the municipal party committee looked at Jiang Xia with sly eyes.

"Teacher Jiang, why don't you stay in Jinan for a while longer? The water here is so good! It's so nourishing!"

The senior leader held onto Jiang Xia's hand tightly and kept giving Liu Mingzhong meaningful glances.

Liu Mingzhong smiled wryly. His leg ailment had flared up again these past few days, and while he was busy in the office, he had been bombarded with phone calls from Yang Youning of the steel rolling mill.

Incidentally, there are also instructions from certain departments that cannot be explicitly stated: You can use these people, but if you have any ulterior motives, beware of General Kim's ultimate move!

Jiang Xia finally managed to break free from the enthusiastic leader's embrace, exclaiming, "Leader, I'm like a brick in the revolution; I'll go wherever I'm needed!"

"All actions must be taken under orders!"

The top leader of Jinan's eyes lit up, and he took the phone book from his secretary and began to flip through it: "The Ministry of Machine Building is Comrade Xia, right? I'll contact him right away! Teacher Jiang, please wait for me!"

Factory Director Liu glanced at the high-ranking leader with pity. Wasn't this just asking for trouble?

"Jiang Gong! Thank you so much!" Regardless of the higher-ups, Liu Mingzhong gave Jiang Xia a military salute.

Jiangxia returned the gift, saying, "Well, I've received a second-class merit award, so this gift should be acceptable."

At a large dinner party that evening, the top leader of Jinan got himself completely drunk for some reason. He kept saying that Jiang Xia was Huang Heka's second father, so Jiang Xia was Jinan's son-in-law.

Saying things like, "The son-in-law should come home more often."

Haha, of course I had to come back and visit.

In the past few days, the automobile factory has received the brand-new Yellow River truck, and Jiangxia has also received the blueprints for the Yellow River truck and the key steps in truck manufacturing.

Even in these steps, Jiangxia has made some improvements.

In particular, Jiang Xia had completely dismantled the marine diesel engine when he had nothing to do, and even made a set of blueprints in his space.

As a result, the image of another car slowly began to appear in Jiang Xia's mind.

Early morning in Jinan city.

Five heavy trucks were ready to set off, with a dozen or so car factory workers wearing red flowers on their chests standing in the cargo bed of the lead truck.

Each Yellow River truck was adorned with a large red flower on its hood, and the cargo compartments were covered with red flags bearing the words "Victory at the Start." Next came a dense array of employee signatures.

Needless to say, this was all done by our classmate Jiangxia.

Amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the people of Jinan, five heavy trucks quickly drove away from the city. Two small jeeps followed behind the trucks.

Mr. Liu rested his left hand comfortably on the car window, a cigarette between his fingers. He only used his right hand to rest on the steering wheel.

"Teacher Jiang, I've reached 60!"

Jiang Xia, wrapped in a blanket, lay dizzy in the truck's rest area. "Teacher Liu! Keep both hands on the steering wheel! And fasten your seatbelt! But, is 60 really that extreme?"

"Of course! Don't be fooled by the fact that the Yellow River can reach 70 km/h on a straight road. Who would dare to drive that fast normally? We'd only go 4-50 km/h at most!"

"Hey, Engineer Jiang. Your turning device is so reliable! Really! This Yellow River truck used to be such a stubborn mule, but now it's more obedient than my dog, it goes exactly where you point it!"

"Ergou? Your child?" Jiang Xia asked curiously, remembering the militia of that commune.

"Uh, I don't think so. It's just kept as a gatekeeper!"

……

Two days later, a dusty convoy arrived at the steel rolling mill in the morning.

Seeing Jiang Xia jump out of the car, Li Huaide rushed up from the crowd with a roar.

"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang, I've saved the machining center for you!"

"And, and I also..."

"Uncle Li! I understand! Thank you!" Jiang Xia greeted Li Huaide with a big smile.

"Uncle Li, time is of the essence. Let's unload the goods first. The comrades from Quancheng Automobile Factory have to go to participate in the selection later! Don't delay them!"

Huh? What kind of goods are these?

Several guards nimbly climbed onto the large carriage of the Yellow River truck and pulled up the tarpaulin.

"Flour! A whole train car full of flour!" The young soldier exclaimed in alarm, his face flushed.

"This is floral fabric!" a voice called out from another carriage.

The two Yellow River trucks were filled with these two items.

This is a gift from the top leaders of Jinan to Jiangxia, the "son-in-law of Jinan".

After getting off the train, the young man from the steel mill reluctantly touched the smooth floral fabric one last time.

"Jiang Gong is really amazing. Last time he went out to support the Ministry of Chemical Industry, he brought back Liberation Shoes for us!"

"Hey! That was the time before last! You forgot, there was also mutton sent by the Ministry of Railways!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Engineer Jiang is really amazing. I wonder how much of the floral fabric he brought back this time we'll get!"

"Hehe, I just heard Engineer Jiang say that this batch of printed fabric is defective products from Jinan, and there are ten tons of them! He means that each person in our steel rolling mill should get one jin (500 grams)."

A defective product? The young man looked at the bright red floral fabric and thought, "Hmm, this piece..."

The young man was both amused and exasperated: "This is truly Jianggong's way of calculating; no one else would use jin (a unit of weight) to measure it!"

"Hahaha, if it weren't for our Engineer Jiang, this would be an extraordinary feat! Alright, enough chatting. Our Engineer Jiang said he's going to fleece the Russians this time, so hurry up and make a few more pots!"

"it is good!"

"Jiang Gong earns us benefits, so let's not let him down. Everyone, let's get this going!"

The young men at the steel rolling mill were in high spirits, and some rolled up their sleeves and went straight into the workshop.

Some wore pig snouts and canvas gloves, and were checked in pairs before entering a closed workshop.

The burly man from Qilu, who had returned with Jiangxia, pulled out his notebook again.

"It has an extremely strong grassroots support!"

"Lacking in common sense!"

However, it's understandable. People's minds are filled with developing new machines, so they don't have time for these trivial matters of daily life.

The big man then changed the last rule to "not being bothered by trivial matters".

Hehe, I can use idioms now!