A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

After scratching his head for a while, Li Huaide answered the phone and said "Please wait a moment, leader," and then actually started doing handicrafts.

I picked up the glass and pressed it down on the top of the tea canister. The paper tube opened up, forming a funnel shape that was wider at the top and narrower at the bottom. Then, I clenched my fist and pounded down on the bottom of the tea canister, breaking through the lid. The tea canister then landed on the receiver.

The same method was used on the other end of the microphone, and just like that, an extended microphone appeared in front of Jiang Xia.

Then Li Huaide turned his face, stretched out his arm, and held the microphone straight in front of Jiang Xia.

"You're really something, Uncle Li!"

Jiang Xia was completely dumbfounded by Li Huaide's outrageous actions, his sanity level dropping to zero...

Hey, this guy in front of me is a real genius! He actually came up with this way to amplify the volume of the phone?

Jiang Xia gave him a thumbs up, took the microphone, and placed it on the table. Then she handed over the blueprints, gesturing for Li Huaide to take a closer look.

Jiang Xia himself leaned back in his chair in a "Ge-style slouch".

"Hello, boss?"

"Hmm, that's good, that's good." The bearded man was initially very excited, but after waiting for a while, his excitement inexplicably subsided.

It's just that they shot down a U-2, isn't that what should be expected...?

"Is your place convenient for talking? No outsiders please..."

"He's not exactly an idle person. Without Deputy Factory Director Li's support, our work wouldn't have progressed so smoothly, would it?"

As she spoke, Jiang Xia winked at Li Huaide with a grin.

Li Huaide was still looking at the blueprints over and over, but upon hearing this, his face turned red with excitement, and he straightened his back considerably.

"Hmm... Besides Deputy Factory Director Li, Factory Director Yang and my fellow workers are also my strong support!" Jiang Xia added, while looking at Li Huaide with a mischievous grin...

"Tsk, little brat, you're not cute anymore," Li Huaide said, somewhat annoyed.

"Hahaha! That's right! Excellent, very good! We have the people behind us! Without the support of the people, everything is just a bubble! Think about the airplanes and rockets you use, they were all made by the people and entrusted to you to protect them!"

"We exist alongside the people, complementing each other!"

Then, a hearty laugh came from the receiver. Thanks to Li Huaide's simple renovations, the old man's voice echoed in Jiangxia's small office.

Even the badge warriors at the door couldn't help but peek in, and upon hearing that reverent voice, their eyes welled up with tears.

Oh my god!

Is...is...is it him online?

Huh? Judging from the noise, the old man doesn't seem to be next to the bearded man. Could it be that a genius from the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications has actually implemented the "meeting room" function he casually mentioned?

Before she could think any further, Jiang Xia fell to the ground with a thud. Ignoring the pain in her buttocks from her own bones, she got up and tried to say something into the microphone.

But... what can I say?

Jiang Xia felt she had so much to say, but when the words reached her lips, she couldn't utter a single word; she could only open her mouth and let out a sobbing sound.

Li Huaide, who was standing to the side, wanted to help Jiang Xia, but when he heard the voice, he stiffly stopped and just kept panting.

The microphone rang out again.

However, this time it wasn't the old man. "Lord... England... Mongke... wants to talk to you..."

"Oh... alright, alright, then you guys continue your discussion. With proactive measures, I believe those guys who fly around our heads with impunity won't have long to enjoy their good days!"

"Young Comrade Jiangxia, keep up the good work!"

"Oh, is there another comrade with you who's going to support the border region? That's great too! Thank you! That's all for now, I'll hang up!"

Click, the sound of the phone being hung up came through, but Jiang Xia was still excited.

It was worth it! It was worth it! I heard the old man's voice with my own ears, and he even knew my name, hehehe! He also thanked me, hehehehe.

Just as Jiangxia was reveling in his moment, a powerful force surged forth.

Eh?

"Uncle Li, you..."

Li Huaide hugged Jiang Xia tightly as if he were going crazy, looking like he wanted to take a bite out of her.

Fortunately, the little guy's struggle interrupted the fight. As a result, the chubby guy looked at the badge warrior at the door, shook off Jiang Xia, and rushed over to hug the warrior tightly.

Even when being held, it wouldn't behave; it opened its mouth wide and started barking.

"what……"

"what……"

"Father, Mother, Ancestors! Old Li has made something of himself..."

"The East is Red, the sun rises..."

"He mentioned me! He even thanked me!"

After saying that, Li Huaide excitedly released the soldier and ran out like a madman.

Jiang Xia, who had been nearly suffocated by Li Huaide's fat, finally caught his breath and followed behind Li Huaide. "That's to thank us!!"

Jiang Xia leaned on the stair railing and shouted, but all he saw was that guy grabbing everyone he saw and running all the way down from the third floor to the ground floor.

"Uh, are you in a daze?"

The badge warrior shrugged, looking at the chubby white man with some envy: "I'd do the same if I were him..."

"Huh? No!"

The Badge Warrior's pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints: "Is that guy still holding your blueprints?"

"Hmm? Oh, it's okay, it's just a vortex tube, it should be usable with special gases..."

Before he could finish speaking, the badge warrior let out a "howl" and flipped himself off the railing.

"Give me back the blueprints!"

"Uh...it's not that serious, it's just a vortex...never mind, whatever makes you happy." Jiang Xia waved in vain, watching the two run away one after the other.

"He worked for the happiness of the people..."

During the run, Li Huaide sang the song loudly. Whenever someone greeted him, he would say, "The old man mentioned me!" followed by a bear hug, and then continue running and singing...

Furthermore, his movement was extremely skillful, and the badge warriors following closely behind couldn't take him down for a while.

Well, who said the Badge Warriors are heartless... Maybe it was because the old man praised him, and he was just being accommodating, haha.

……

"Hey! Hey! Where did you run off to, you brat?"

"That brat's back! My deputy factory manager just went crazy..."

Jiang Xia returned to his office, closed the door, heard the voice on the other end of the phone, and casually replied.

"No wonder... his charisma, tsk tsk..." The bearded man sighed for a moment on the phone, then continued:

"Hey, we shot down a U-2 early this morning with the Big Gun No. 2. We're having a seminar tomorrow, why don't you come and attend?"

"Huh... I'm a military newbie, what am I supposed to participate in?" Jiang Xia recalled the painful experience of being humiliated by the armored forces bigwigs and shook his head in refusal without even thinking.

"Hey, if it had been shot down by a missile battalion, then it wouldn't be your problem; but wasn't it your 'Big Cannon No. 2' and J-6 modified that took it down?"

"That's not my number two, I'm just number one."

Jiang Xia reached into his ever-present green shoulder bag and found the modification records from a certain research institute that he had communicated with.

"Look, they've not only modified the missile's propellant, but also updated some of its precision components. They're all discussing how the gas-jet rudder enhances the missile's performance. If you ask me, the researchers at this institute are far more capable than me. It's better to mentor them than me..."

"The same goes for the J-6 variant. My aerodynamics is no match for that girl from 112. It's lucky that that 'Flying Cat Car' can even fly. After you ordered them to rectify their behavior, their work attitude was... wow!"

To reiterate, China's researchers are capable. Although they may lack theoretical knowledge, as long as someone can lead them and guide them on the right path, they can work tirelessly to turn muddy paths into wide thoroughfares.

This "desperate" is not a noun, but a verb.

That's why Jiang Xia didn't want to take credit.

Jiang Xia turned to the bearded man and showered the hardworking researchers with praise, making requests for improved treatment and research support for a long time until his mouth was almost dry.

Jiang Xia was unaware that the conference room function of the phone call hadn't been discontinued because of the old man's retirement. On the contrary, many bigwigs were online, quietly listening to this young man, who was desperately trying to push credit out of others, speak freely. The more they listened, the deeper the smiles on their faces grew.

"Hey, wait..."

With her ahoge standing on end, Jiang Xia hurriedly asked, "Will the old man be there too? I want to go!"

"Hey, you're so generous! Too late! Just stay put at the steel mill!" A burst of laughter came through the phone receiver, sometimes loud, sometimes low.

But Jiang Xia, in her haste to find a solution, didn't pay much attention: "No way... who knows, if I go, I might suddenly have a flash of inspiration and come up with some new ideas! Or, I could just sit in on the proceedings, like standing..."

"Alright, get on with what your master said. His stuff is the top priority!" The bearded man held the report that the confidential clerk had just delivered.

Looking at the long list of project names following Jiang Xia's name, my eyes are getting dizzy, and I feel a little sorry for her for some reason!

Thinking that the little brat was right, she couldn't help but speak softly:

"Hey, take a break after you've finished dealing with your master. Those people are really something, they can't just pick on one person and mess with them... This is settled, who objects!"

Silence filled the "meeting room".

"I object!"

"Hey...you just want to see him! When you're resting, I'll take you to his place to beg for his money!" the bearded man continued.

"Really?"

"Hmph! Of course! Don't you know who I am?"

After saying this smugly, the bearded man threw the document summarizing Jiang Xia's current projects on the table and shrank back: "That guy said he'd treat the kid to dinner, so showing up uninvited shouldn't be a problem, right..."

A warm breeze blew by, causing the papers to rustle and the front pages to curl up, revealing the last line of text.

"...Soyuz 183P missile boat improvement project...Chief Designer (proposed)..."

However, the word "draft" was changed to "must" after someone crossed it out with a few slashes.