A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

BIRPI, short for the United International Bureau for the Protection of Intellectual Property, was originally established under the 1883 Paris Convention for the Protection of Industrial Property.

After a few more years of development, it became the WIPO that is famous in later generations. Yes, the same "World Intellectual Property Organization" that occasionally jumps out to point fingers at us.

Although BIRPI has now moved to that neutral country, its members, according to tradition, are still mostly French.

Being able to enter this system ahead of time... I really don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

However, one thing is certain: if the French want to continue to deepen their learning of C language, they should tone down their underhanded tactics.

Of course, our little ahoge is unaware of all this for the time being.

After handing over the simplified version of the C language to the comrades in the external department, Jiang Xia enthusiastically went to the square and raised the flag with Master Hu.

Old Wang was shouting that he had finished his test paper, but Ye Xiaosan had dirtied it, so he asked Ye Xiaosan to rewrite it for him and submit it to the organization.

The translator thought it made sense and immediately agreed.

After Old Wang ran far away behind Little Dumb Hair, the little translator looked at the blank answer sheet and felt for the first time the wickedness of human nature.

"Old Wang, do you think I don't have a father?"

With a pained expression, the young translator began to write down the details, "I'll remember this debt!"

"Ahem, Xiao Ye. Writing one document is the same as writing two. We also need to follow up on Xiao Jiang's work. You can take care of the paperwork!"

The clueless translator looked at the kind and approachable leaders and thought it was probably about the same; it was just a matter of writing something down.

But when I took a look at the test papers, I was shocked to find that every single one of them was different!

Waaah... Beijing is too dangerous, I want to go back to Guangzhou.

The translator's lament didn't reach Jiang Xia's ears because he was now filled with another voice.

"What? Uncle Li? You volunteered to go and support local development? I didn't realize you had such high moral character!"

"Hehehe, that's right, all actions are subject to command!" Li Huaide said righteously, patting his belly.

"This doesn't seem like you at all. Hey, after all this talk, where exactly are you going to provide support?"

Li Huaide looked around, then pulled Jiang Xia towards his office: "Come on, let's go inside and talk. Uncle Li is counting on you to give me some advice!"

"Wow, your office smells so good!"

"After hardship comes happiness? I guess it's the effect of that stuff. If you like, I can come to your office and fumigate it for you too?"

Jiang Xia pointed to the grayish-white block-shaped object hanging in the window.

"Hey, Uncle Li's leaving soon, what's the point of fumigating him? It'll just benefit those who come later..."

"Later? Is someone coming to take your place? That can't be right!"

"No, that won't do. Everyone has their own position. Even if your Uncle Li runs away, he can't lose his title. At most, someone will be sent to temporarily take over his duties."

"Let's not talk about that, let's get down to business! There's a big fuss going on at the top! They even sent someone to ask me for advice about where to build this factory. Don't let your connections in Beijing fool you, Uncle Li. You're completely clueless outside of Beijing. What advice could I possibly have? That's why I came to you for some advice!"

Listening to Li Huaide's account, Jiang Xia finally understood that Wang Huzi and Furongcheng had fought several times over this nominal branch factory.

The main reason is that Hongxing Comprehensive Machinery Factory is really a hot commodity right now. This is the first time it has opened a branch factory, so there will definitely be a lot of related support. Putting aside everything else, its unique ability to earn foreign exchange is making local insiders drool.

This put the leaders of the First Ministry of Machine Building in a difficult position.

In terms of logistical support, Furong City is definitely stronger. In addition, the northern route into Tibet, built by their 11 soldiers and civilians at the cost of their lives, can also provide strong support for the border.

Not to mention the southern route that was excavated in 57. If the branch of the Comprehensive Machinery Plant had been built there, wouldn't it have provided better logistical support for this strategic route?

Excavators and bulldozers are so appealing!

Wang Huzi also argued that our land reclamation army had suffered a lot at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, and it would be unreasonable not to set up a machinery factory to support them!

The land and people there have made significant contributions to stability! However, industrial development there has always lagged behind, leaving young people with few opportunities and prone to causing trouble!

Hey, that makes a lot of sense. Especially lately, there have been people over there trying to persuade the men from the foot of the Tianshan Mountains to immigrate. They keep talking about going to the Alliance to work as laborers and get a secure job!

Since that's the case, let's just build a factory and let them run it.

Both sides have their reasons, but the approved funds are limited, and the number of skilled workers that can be supported is also limited. What can be done?

Ugh, I'm so poor!

Jiang Xia scratched his head; he didn't have a better solution.

You have to understand that building a factory now is not as easy as it is in later years. Putting aside everything else, just the quota for workers alone is enough to give our motherland a headache.

After all, the title of "worker" means that Motherland has taken care of this person's future livelihood. Oh, and not just this person, but also their immediate family.

Birth, aging, illness, death, food, clothing, and daily necessities...

Eh……

"Ring ring..." The shrill sound of the red telephone rang out.

Jiang Xia answered the phone: "Hello? Oh, it's the mistress..."

"Uh, no, Comrade Ye, hello!"

"What!" Jiang Xia's face flushed red, and his nostrils flared.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Jiang Xia hung up the phone and patted Li Huaide on the shoulder.

"Uncle Li! What are you hesitating for! Just build two factories! I'll make you the factory manager of both the first and second factories at once!"

"what?"

"Stop! Go back to your office! The department head will probably call you soon!"

"Huh? That can't be! Just now, Minister Xia was saying that in order to support us in building a branch factory, he cut a huge chunk of the other project applications!"

"Look ahead! We've caught a sucker..."