A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Jiang Xia, completely unaware that he was being targeted again, felt somewhat uncomfortable sitting in the chair at Cuihua Tower.

Yes, anyone would feel uncomfortable seeing this place filled with gifts.

"What exactly is going on? Didn't you say that Old Li invited Jiang Dong to dinner?"

"Yeah, an apology meal is still a meal! It's not a big deal, kids are just playing around, don't take it seriously!"

"What's with all these gifts? Should I buy some too? What a mess that brat Jiang Dong has made!" Jiang Xia said, feeling uneasy.

At the simple meal, Old Wang ate with relish, chopsticks in hand.

Even the three little girls ate quite heartily. Several boys, not quite grown up, were also diligently serving food to the three girls.

At the table, Li Laoda leaned back in his chair, squinting his eyes and watching the children interact with a smile.

Beside him sat a woman dressed in coarse cloth. Although her expression was kind as she looked at the children, there was a hint of fierceness in her eyes.

"Xiao Jiang? Don't be shy, start eating. Don't listen to Wang Kui's nonsense, this is just old friends getting together after not seeing each other for a long time..."

Jiang Xia glanced at the boys and thought, "Tsk, they all have dark circles under their eyes. I don't believe it's not from Jiang Dong's reckless 'eye-sealing hammer'!"

"Ms. Zhen?" Jiang Xia, like the author, was not good at addressing people, and after a long pause, she couldn't come up with a proper form of address.

"Hehe, everyone says you're eloquent, but I don't think that's entirely true. Silly child, call me Auntie!"

"Hey! Aunt Zhen."

"I'm sorry, I'll discipline those brats when I get back. Have these boys been to the hospital? Should I get them some nutritional supplements?"

At this point, Jiang Dong raised his oily, smooth face and grinned at Jiang Xia.

"Slap!" Sister Zhen's hand landed lightly on the head of the guy with the aloof hair: "What nonsense are you talking about! We're comrades, why are you being so formal!"

"Do you think I have to call your grandma 'big sister'?"

Wow, is Grandma that amazing?

How could this female soldier be called "Big Sister"?

Little Ao Mao was a little drunk.

It is worth noting that this old man was praised by later generations as: "Selfless and fearless, with integrity that shines through mountains and rivers; serving the Party and the people with clean hands, his integrity as clear as the sun and moon."

The teenagers' eyes lit up when Jiang Xia called them "young men".

But she still retorted defiantly, "Jiang Dong's brother, who do you think you are! The rules of the martial world are that fists and feet have no eyes. Once we're out of this situation, we'll have to bear whatever happens to us. Talking about nutritional supplements is just a waste of our time! Besides, we won the battle, right, big sister!"

"Ah? Big sister?"

Jiang Dong proudly raised his little head, holding a garlic clove in his hand, with an expression that said, "Come and praise me!"

"Praise me for nothing!" Jiang Xia's mind was in complete disarray. Wasn't this an apology session? If these little boys were all Jiang Dong's subordinates, then who were they apologizing to?

Old Li laughed heartily for a while and then told Jiang Xia about Jiang Dong's recent great achievements.

Hearing that this girl, leading this group of Boy Scouts, was almost becoming the local tyrant of Beijing, Jiang Xia's eyes twitched.

But this brat always manages to have a seemingly justifiable reason for every fight. He usually teams up with the children of martyrs to beat up those arrogant privileged kids from the high-ranking families.

Every time they beat someone up, they would yell something like, "Those who bully the descendants of martyrs are their targets..."

Actually, Old Li said he was helping to take care of Jiangxia's relatives, but he was also very busy. After Aunt Zhen learned about the situation, she took the three girls to live with her and raised them.

Aunt Zhen, having no children to care for her due to the war, was quite content with the addition of three lively children. Jiang Dong, in particular, with his fierce energy, was exactly to her liking.

The boys circling around Jiang Dong were the orphans of martyrs she had adopted over the years.

Aunt Kezhen is a very low-key person, and the children she adopted follow her example, never publicizing their origins. It's perfectly normal for children without parents to be bullied a little.

Unable to win, and unable to speak out, they could only swallow their bitter tears.

But then a deafening roar erupted from the sky, and Jiang Dong appeared out of nowhere. Leading his group of fallen soldiers, he wreaked havoc in the courtyards of various departments. The fallen soldiers then prostrated themselves before Jiang Dong, and no one could stop them.

The fight escalated, and some adults couldn't resist intervening.

When Aunt Zhen learned of the situation, she immediately set out an apology banquet, inviting the ailing Mr. Li to sit in the main hall.

Damn, upon learning that Jiang Dong and those orphans had such a powerful backer, the people immediately backed down, hastily offered gifts, and then slunk away in disgrace.

This is indeed an apology banquet, but it's for them to apologize!

Looking at Jiang Dong nestled in Aunt Zhen's arms, Jiang Xia's eyes reddened with envy. She only regretted that she was a few years too old to hug this heroine like Jiang Dong.

But hehehe, taking pictures is fine, right?

After being glared at by Jiang Xia, Lao Wang wiggled his hips and went to the car to get the camera. After a few clicks, these photos could be considered Jiang Xia's proudest works.

He doesn't have a black face, and he doesn't look like a blond man; he's a handsome young man with delicate features.

Full score!

……

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, and with Jiang Dong lowering her sanity to its lowest point, Jiang Xia bid farewell to "Big Sister" Jiang Dong and the others, and returned to the steel rolling mill office to start thinking about how to fool "a piece of cloth on her head".

Although their GDP is only around 50 billion US dollars now, they are still much richer than a poor rabbit. The purchasing power of the US dollar these days is off the charts.

Rich people need things that are unique.

Let's not even talk about weapon systems; it's not the time to provoke the Bald Eagle Alliance yet.

Then let's go for eating, drinking, and having fun!

Rich guy, I know it's too hot in your desert, how about a brand new freezing system? It can freeze you solid!

Hmm, how about we get a top-of-the-line horizontal engine?

While their speed may not match that of the Honda CB750 Four, which can reach 200 km/h, their appearance is absolutely awesome. Riding them around the streets, you'll definitely be the coolest kid around.

If that's not enough, how about a luxury RV?

A mobile palace, the ultimate indulgence; even selling one for a million dollars would be cheap.

What? You think it's too expensive?

Brother, is that oil flowing beneath your feet? No, that's gold!

You need to get used to the motto "Not the best, but the most expensive!" Besides, our products are all handmade, completely different from the cheap, mass-produced goods.

We guarantee that every single one is unique. You deserve this premium experience!

As people, we should always look forward and invest more; who knows, the road ahead might be smoother!

Jiang Xia chuckled in a strange way as he sketched away furiously.

His arrogant and cool demeanor was so conspicuous that even Old Wang couldn't bear to look at him. He simply pulled aside Secretary Liu, who was on night duty, and took out a bottle of medicinal wine.

"Are you a brother? If you are, give me a touch..."

"Screw you! Five more items have been added to the secrecy regulations, all concerning signal transmission. Memorize them now!"

"Tch, five cricket skills? Who do you think you are!"

"Yes, your dad said he's giving you his share too. Start writing it from the beginning..."

"What! You can do that?"

"Why not? There's an assessment in the end anyway. Even the head of the Outer Burning Department has to memorize it; the First Guardian said so..."

"Hey, this is discrimination, isn't it? Why is it that only the head of the outer coating department gets to carry the load, while my dad goes over to install the cable, making quite a commotion? IDCPC can't show favoritism!"

Secretary Liu suddenly realized, "That's right! It has to be you, Lao Wang. I'll report it right away, and I'll highlight your name in the comments section for your suggestion!"

Old Wang smugly touched his nose: "No big deal, I found a loophole for you guys, getting a commendation shouldn't be a problem!"

Secretary Liu looked at Old Wang with pity: "Absolutely!"

Thank you for being a scapegoat!