A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

After saying goodbye to the hardworking little cannon, Wang Kui led Jiang Xia toward the small warehouse.

Jiang Xia was stunned when he saw the warehouse full of cotton fabric: "No, is this okay? Even if the factory is good, it's impossible for them to produce so many 'defective products', right?"

Yang Youning was counting supplies when he heard this and replied without looking up, "This is nothing. You helped them secure that military contract, which means they're guaranteed ten years of prosperity. Not only will they not have to worry about being laid off, but they're also very likely to expand."

"Therefore, Quancheng is very likely to become the 'second' Liberation Truck Factory in Northeast China. With their enthusiasm, I think they could even find a way to get you Baotu Spring if you just say the word..."

Jiang Xia approached the fabric and examined it. This time, the fabric was dark blue, but the texture was coarse and thick, somewhat similar to the fabric used for work clothes.

"Twenty tons of coarse cloth, ten tons of flour, I reckon Jinan has sent a year's worth of 'defective products' here!" After taking inventory, Yang Youning couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

"By the way, weren't you on break? What are you doing at the factory?"

Jiang Xia flashed his bruised chin at him: "The truck from the factory caused this, do you want to pay for it?"

Yang Youning also showed off his swollen, red ears: "Your friend did this, do you want to pay for it?"

Jiang Xia was dumbfounded. What? Tie Jun changed his gender? Why is his ear twisted? Shouldn't he be slapping you with a bear paw, giving you a migraine that's incurable?

Or was it Sister Wei Hong who did it? But doesn't Sister Wei Hong prefer to show off her claws? Just like the tabby cat, she left five bloody scratches with each claw, no more and no less.

Seeing Jiang Xia's eyes darting around, Yang Youning knew he was thinking the wrong thing, and rubbed his chin for him in an annoyed manner.

"Li Tiejun, I've installed your heater at the pig farm."

"Yesterday, the pig farm sent a letter of commendation to the factory, saying that they were grateful to the steel mill for helping them save the lives of the piglets. They said that one set was not enough and they wanted to get a few more sets."

"I thought it was just a joke, so I told my partner about it, and then..."

Yang Youning recalled yesterday's shrewish outburst, rubbed his swollen ears, and coughed a few times.

"Yang Youning, you unlucky bastard, you've even resorted to using pigs, but you couldn't even think of our textile factory? That young girl's fingers are swollen like radishes, don't you feel sorry for her?"

"I don't care, if you don't solve this by tomorrow, don't even think about getting into my bed!"

Recalling how his wife had taken the blanket away and wrapped him up like a silkworm cocoon, while he could only cover his navel with a corner of the blanket, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

"If you have nothing to do, go to the textile factory and see how to install that furnace?"

"They said that if we help them solve this problem, our coarse cloth can be turned into work clothes, and they can add the accessories!"

After rubbing his ears, Yang Youning blinked softly.

Textile factories are now the mainstay of China's foreign exports and debt repayment, and are also where the saying "women hold up half the sky" is sung.

Both for public and private reasons, Jiang Xia felt he should go and take a look. However, he hadn't expected Tie Jun to install a return air furnace in a pig farm. That's quite an unusual idea.

Jiang Xia nodded and tried to leave, but after taking two steps, he was pulled back.

"The results of the department's selection have been announced. Here, this is your certificate. Due to the special circumstances, the department will not hold a workers' representative assembly this year."

Yeah, look, there wasn't even a military parade this year. Holding a big meeting at this critical juncture is just plain stupid.

"If you're not satisfied, how about we hold one at the factory? We'll give you a big red flower then!"

Looking at the large red seal of the ministry on the certificate, Jiang Xia looked up triumphantly and casually pulled out the three photos: "Hahaha, Uncle Yang, compare them, which one do you want more?"

Yang Youning's eyes widened in disbelief: "W-w-w-this person actually took a photo with you?"

"But why are you squatting like that...?"

Jiang Xia: ...

If you repeat that pose, we won't kiss anymore.

"Find me a set of insulating board, soldering iron, and solder wire!"

There was no point in saying more when everyone was at odds. Xiao Jiang took the receipts and certificates from Yang Youning and turned to leave.

"Oh, and this too, it was also sent from Jinan!"

Yang Youning threw something over again, but Wang Kui caught it first, nodded to Yang Youning, and followed Jiang Xia inside.

"Hey, what a stubborn mule. I fought three times for your advanced individual title! Three times!"

"Got it! This Moscow restaurant, are you coming with me?"

Jiang Xia waved the meal ticket in his hand without looking back as he walked away, which made Yang Youning laugh and scold him again.

After the little brat had gone some distance, Yang Youning started to think again: "With the little brat's abilities, he should be able to handle this matter well. Once the pilot project is done well, we can ask for quotas and roll it out on a large scale!"

Thinking about what would happen after it was all rolled out, Yang Youning squinted and started chuckling.

What, you think Yang Youning is only after those tooling accessories?

Others are planning to make a big splash by launching heating boilers in textile factories! After all, there is no such thing as centralized heating in the whole of China, and even the leaders of ministries are rubbing their hands and stamping their feet in their slums.

How big must this market be? The government buildings, plus all those factories without heat sources…

It would be wonderful to open another workshop for heating furnaces at that time.

So none of those who can become factory managers are simple people. Yang Youning's eagerness to open a workshop and recruit people was a bit unusual.

While others were thinking about efficiency and fulfilling the ministry's tasks, he was thinking: if we open another workshop, at least those who were the last to return from the northern battlefield can start working and receive their wages!

Ha, only this simpleton could do something so thankless and exhausting.

Now, various organizations are responding to the policy and starting to streamline their staff, leaving the last group of people who return in this awkward situation.

Although we can meet our basic living needs with the subsidies from our motherland, it's just enough to keep us from starving. Unfortunately, this is the situation for everyone in the country right now.

Erleng Yang's true nature is like this: seeing his comrades waiting for resettlement and only receiving a small monthly allowance breaks his heart.

The ministries aren't allocating quotas because there's no demand.

If there's no demand, then we'll create demand!

At the very least, we must ensure that our comrade's precious baby can eat milk candy during the Chinese New Year!

You little brat, you'd better make me proud!

Jiang Xia, carrying Yang Youning's earnest hopes, was currently circling around a jeep that looked quite different from others.

"No, Jinan sent this little thing too?"

The Yellow River JN220 jeep stared blankly at Jiangxia with its two pairs of eyes.

"Yes, they said they're sending it over for you to continue improving until they're satisfied. During this time, you can use the vehicles as you see fit!"

Uh, doesn't this mean we're just giving the car to Jiangxia?

Why do I suddenly feel like I'm being kept?