A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

"Brother, why did you make this a mirror surface? It's hard to paint like this..."

Tie Jun frowned as he followed behind Jiang Xia.

"Such a domineering car should be military green!"

"Tsk, I already said it's a civilian product, but you gave me military green. Are you afraid people won't make that connection?"

Jiang Xia was helpless; there was no metallic paint available for him right now. Even the fiery red little cannon only had one layer of primer and one layer of topcoat. Yes, it was hand-painted, just for a festive touch…

If you want to catch the eye of the nouveau riche, you might as well go for a metallic finish, polish it smooth, and let the sunlight shine through it...

Tell me, is it flashing or not?

"Alright, stop worrying about it. At worst, I'll go find some carpenters at the woodworking shop and see if they have any good ideas..."

"Come on, let me tell you about truck modifications."

Jiang Xia shook his head and tried to leave with the three burly men.

Yi Zhonghai quickly stopped Jiang Xia: "Engineer Jiang, this job is a bit slow for me to do alone..."

"Could you let my apprentice join us? Don't worry, I'll keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn't cause you any trouble..."

"Huh? Master Yi, didn't you see the factory's latest notice? Aren't they encouraging level eight master craftsmen to form 'mutual assistance groups'? Each master craftsman can also form an apprentice team, and both sides will receive rewards once the apprentice graduates!"

"Uh, you haven't formed a team yet, have you? This task can only be undertaken under the name of a team; it's a bit troublesome for one person to do it alone..."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Jiang Xia's sincere face, his lips twitched a couple of times but he couldn't say a word.

"Jiang Gong! Why don't we stop troubling that old man, uh, no, Comrade Yi Zhonghai? I thought you needed some special process. It's just polishing, I'll do it for you!"

After handing the metal plates to Jiang Xia, Liu Haizhong did not go far.

Hearing Jiang Xia ask about Yi Zhonghai's group, a sinister smile crept onto his lips. He waved to his disciples and followers, then reached out to snatch the boards.

Now, Liu Haizhong has really made a name for himself by teaching his apprentices. He has a large number of students and disciples, and they have become quite prominent figures in the forging workshop.

Unfortunately, even after returning to the courtyard house, he remained a "second uncle," and "second" doesn't sound pleasant.

So, Liu Haizhong was thinking about climbing up the ranks. He was already a team leader in the workshop, so he had to be one in the yard too!

"Master Liu, the factory's assessment is about to begin. Don't you want to go from level seven to level eight? There's a written test involved!" Jiang Xia stopped the chaos.

"Hey, Jiang Gong, no problem! I graduated from elementary school!"

"Don't be careless. When it comes to answering the questions, don't end up like a 'teapot boiling dumplings, full of knowledge but unable to express it'!"

"Hahaha~" Jiang Xia's words drew laughter from everyone, and Liu Haizhong's disciples and followers abandoned their plan to take the metal plates. They surrounded Jiang Xia one by one.

"Jiang Gong, Jiang Gong, do you have time to give us another lesson? We're really good at some of the tasks, but when it comes to writing them down on paper, we don't know how to do it..."

"Yes! During the previous test, I kept forgetting the words as I wrote them."

"Our master is a great teacher, but when it comes to putting things into practice..."

Jiang Xia thought about her schedule and realized she could still find some time.

"Alright! Let's do it tonight then. I'll explain some technical terms to you. I wish you all the best in getting promoted three times in a row!"

Amidst the crowd's gratitude, Jiang Xia then said to Liu Haizhong:

"There are quite a few master craftsmen at the eighth level in the factory, but very few with college diplomas. Here's an admission notice from a broadcasting university. Would you like to take a look?"

As he spoke, Jiang Xia handed over a copy of the brochure for the Beijing Broadcasting University.

This move immediately attracted everyone's attention, and a group of people crowded around Liu Haizhong to examine the thin piece of paper.

"University? Master, you can go to university?"

Everyone immediately gathered around Liu Haizhong and started discussing it, and the previously noisy scene returned to silence.

Hey, all done. Maintaining a harmonious atmosphere in the workshop is also part of safe production!

Jiang Xia nodded to Yi Zhonghai: "Master Yi, I'm leaving the matter to you. Find any team members you like; the key is to produce a finished product! I'll be going now, goodbye!"

Under Yi Zhonghai's grateful gaze, Jiang Xia led the three burly men away.

Halfway there, Tie Jun nudged Jiang Xia again: "Brother, why did you decide to entrust such an important matter to Yi Zhonghai? His reputation isn't very good; rumors about him slacking off have spread far and wide..."

"Being able to do a good job while dawdling is also a skill in itself..."

Jiang Xia took out a small green fragment he had picked up from Yi Zhonghai's workbench and threw it to Tie Jun.

"Hey, you bought jade? This is extraordinary. It feels warm and smooth to the touch, with beautiful curves. It must be a good piece..."

"Tsk, this was made by someone grinding a glass bottle..."

"(⊙_⊙)?"

"Is this old man so free?"

"That's why I had him grind the motorcycle trim panels, just in case there's an unexpected surprise!"

Actually, Jiang Xia had another half-sentence he didn't say: People are better off being a little busy. Being idle easily leads to trouble. He stayed at the Jiang family compound for a few days recently, and all he heard was the bickering from the people in Yi Zhonghai's compound.

They hold fundraising or mediation meetings every now and then. Fine, they'll hold them, but what's the point if they all end up fighting?

The children cried and the adults made a racket. As it was nearing the end, Yi Zhonghai would run out and yell: "Shazhu! Da Mao! ...and then come a series of lectures."

Several times, his roar was mixed in with Liu Hai's shouts and Yan Fugui's loud voice.

This is seriously disturbing the peace!

Grandma will be back soon, and Jiang Xia doesn't want these people to disturb her peace.

Let's address the root of the problem and keep these old folks in the courtyards busy. Work them up until they're exhausted, then let's see if they still have the energy to complain!

perfect!

Back in the office, I found Secretary Liu standing at the door with two other people.

Huh? That young man looks familiar.

"Professor Jiang, this is Professor Yuan Jiu from the Academy of Sciences, and this is Comrade Shou Song. They are here to visit you today with the organization's permission." Secretary Liu, carrying a large bag, introduced the two.

Jiang Xia leaned against the wall, her legs went weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

Brother, do I even need to introduce him? I won't say anything more about the original wine teacher. Who in the future who studies automation doesn't know Brother Shousong!

Back in the day, Xiao Dai Mao was absolutely stumped by the chapter on "Discrete Systems and Nonlinear Control Systems."

"You little rascal, staying up all night again?"

Secretary Liu was shocked and helped Jiang Xia into the office, saying, "Where's your honey? Let me get you some water..."

The little guy pretended to be dead, making the two visiting big shots a bit flustered.

Yeah! That's the flavor I wanted, but I'll stop here. A little scare to the big shots, let them know that rote learners aren't to be messed with!

The little ahoge chuckled twice and returned to normal.

What brings you two here?

"Centrifuge! Also, Comrade Shousong has been assigned by the organization to help you organize your manuscript!"

When the original wine teacher mentioned centrifuges, his eyes lit up.

"However, Comrade Xiao Jiang is not feeling well. Should I come back in a couple of days?"

"No need, no need. You want to see the centrifuge, right? The blueprints are right here!" Jiang Xia hurriedly opened the metal cabinet against the wall. A little teasing was enough; after all, Teacher Yuan Jiu was into satellites. He must have something to ask for if he'd come looking for them. The little dummy didn't want to waste these "backbone" people's precious time.

Ok?

I gave you the blueprints! Why does this cabinet look so empty, just like the rice container at home?!