A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Seeing Wang Huzi grinning and lowering his head, the old man quickly ate a few more bites of steamed bun.

"The pot belongs to everyone, and besides, it's simmering with fatty meat right now, so you can't just take it and mess with it."

"Your industrial plan is excellent, and I support it in principle. However, I can't say for sure how well it will be implemented, since you know what the overall environment is like!"

"Okay! Don't worry, as long as you support me, I'll handle the details myself! It's just that this person... really isn't suitable?"

Seeing the old man firmly shake his head, Wang Huzi still felt a little regretful. It was such a pity he hadn't gotten his most precious treasure...

Seeing that Wang Huzi had calmed down, the old man picked up his industrial plan again and carefully looked through it for a while. The more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Build so many factories? Let's not even talk about the construction. How are you going to solve the equipment problem? This is going to cost real money! Even if the whole country is working together, we can't just let you take it away for free! The issue of issuing IOUs has already been discussed at this year's conference, and we must resolutely stop it!"

Wang Huzi wiped his greasy mouth and said, "Look at what you're saying! I definitely can't do that! I'll give them real money! And it'll be Dao Le!"

"Huh? You...you contacted outsiders without permission?"

Oops! I let it slip...

Wang Hu slapped himself twice and then began to recount everything in detail.

It turns out that when Wang Huzi went on patrol along the border, he happened to wander around the Tajik side. Coincidentally, the people there were preparing to discuss border issues with us, and a high-ranking official happened to be inspecting the area as well.

Of course, Wang Hu wouldn't be foolish enough to reveal his identity, but our little cannon is just too eye-catching.

Even in that desolate hilly area, it could pull two carriages as if walking on flat ground while constantly "spitting out" (a Chinese idiom meaning to vomit or sputter). It was a bit slow, but its unreasonable maneuverability and mysterious load-bearing capacity still aroused the curiosity of those on the other side.

"Hehe, boss, you don't know. I even drove our little hot hatch and had another race with the truck that the neighbor brought out."

"Two hemp ropes were tied together, but before I could even exert much force, the rope snapped and passed right in front of me. Look, there's still a mark on it!" As he spoke, Wang Huzi brushed aside his gray beard, revealing a red mark on his chin.

The old man stared at his gray beard, lost in thought: "What happened? When you left Beijing, your beard was still black."

"Hey! It's nothing!" Wang Hu Zi tugged at his beard and looked at it. "It's all gray, all gray, it doesn't look very good. I'll shave it off when I have some free time. We revolutionary soldiers are forever young! Hahaha..."

"Hey, where were we? Oh right, the rope broke, and I saw they were still protesting, so I had the soldiers get a steel bar and weld the two tractors together. Hey, with a steel bar, it shouldn't break, right?"

"After all this tinkering, guess what?"

"Victory?"

"That's right!" Wang Huzi slapped his thigh: "At first, the truck could hold on, but good heavens, it dug two big holes in the ground. After a while, we had to use our little cannon to drag that truck backwards!"

"Wow!" The older woman and Secretary Zhao listened with great interest: "And then, and then what?"

"Then, the high-ranking officials from Barbadian sheep opened their mouths wide and kept asking me if the Little Cannon was a gift from the Russians. They said the Russians were dishonest, not telling us about such a good thing!"

"Pah! I'll just tell them, we made this ourselves!"

At this point, Wang Hu stood up and repeated his righteous words, his exaggerated movements causing everyone present to burst into laughter.

"Alright, alright. That way, you're even less likely to get the person..." The old man clapped his hands and laughed for a while, pointing at Wang Hu Zi.

"You bastard, it seems your true colors have been revealed! Tell me, what agreement did you reach with them?"

"Hehehe, an export-ready little powerhouse, this price for one!"

Wang Huzi stretched out a finger and waved it at the crowd.

“$100? That’s too low,” Secretary Zhao frowned.

"Pah, I'm not excited about 100 yuan!"

“$1000? That’s quite a lot!” the older woman interjected.

"Hmm...that's not right either!"

"Hmm? That's a bit too high!" The old man frowned. "No, we can't do that. They're getting closer to us now, so we need to be careful about our methods!"

"Hehehe, 5 million US dollars! They want 1000 small cannons, but they need to pair them with some big cannon barrels, the kind that can puncture five pairs of wheels with one shot..."

"Also, we need to attend some kind of expo of theirs..."

"Dongbaba Sheep Industry Expo?"

"Yes, that's the name!"

"No wonder you said you could solve the equipment problem yourself, so that's where it all comes from! Wang Hu Zi, you've really mastered military strategy now! You're even using it on me!"

The old man laughed in exasperation.

"Hehehehe, old leader, life is tough for our Production and Construction Corps in the Tianshan Mountains! We don't even have soap, the soldiers usually wash their clothes with sand..."

"Alright! Alright!" The old man rubbed his forehead. "There's a Barbary delegation coming later. Was it you who brought them here? I was wondering why they suddenly came to visit us."

"Hehehe, the bald eagles have been ignoring them, so they just threw a hundred million at them this year. It doesn't matter where they spend it, it's good to use it as a token of their loyalty!"

The old man thought for a moment, then said, "Alright! Since they're willing to get closer to us, let's try to establish contact!"

"Great!" Wang Hu Zi exclaimed with delight. "They also want to visit the factory, what do you think..."

"Go ahead! First, let's greet the Ministry of Machine Building. Even though we're back in the mainland, we still need to be mindful of the methods and approaches in our work! I'll organize a meeting as soon as possible, and I'll let you know the results immediately!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Wang Hu Zi said obsequiously, but his eyes were darting around.

The old man didn't know him well. "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"Hehehe, I brought in this order. Do you think we could put all the money into our Tianshan Mountains? We're having a tough time there. Some of the young soldiers' kids have grown up and are just wandering around all day looking for work. I don't want them to spend their whole lives dealing with rocks, do I?"

Sure enough, upon hearing Wang Huzi's words, the old man's expression changed again: "Thank you for your hard work, comrades! Your suggestion is excellent! It's well worth discussing!"

"Okay, I'll call an organizational meeting right away! I'll let you know after we've finished meeting with the guests over there!"

……

Ahhh!

"You little punk from Rongcheng, you think you can steal food from your Grandpa Wang!"

After saying goodbye to the old man, Wang Huzi, feeling quite pleased with himself, didn't even take a ride in the car and instead started strolling around the street with his hands behind his back.

"What should we do next?"

"Right! Let's go to the Ministry of Machine Building and find Xia Heizi first, and fool him first! I don't know how to build a proper factory. Then I'll go to the steel rolling mill to find that brat."

"Haven't seen you in so long, I wonder if you've gained weight. Ah, I wish I could kidnap you..."

Wang Huzi smiled happily as he looked at the old man's signature of "agreement" on his plan.