A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

The next morning.

Above the main gate of the steel rolling mill, below the original large characters celebrating National Day, a new banner has been added: "Warmly welcome leaders to inspect our factory!"

Outside the gate, a drum and gong team was arranged in a figure-eight shape on both sides of the gate, playing drums and gongs.

Inside the gate, children with red flowers in their hair and rosy cheeks stood on both sides. Whenever a leader's car passed by, the children, under their teacher's direction, would shout, "Welcome! Welcome! A warm welcome!"

Wow! What a big commotion!

Jiang Xia, covered in mud, stared at Wang Kui with bloodshot eyes.

"Brother Wang, how about we wait until the leaders have left before we go in?"

Wang Kui glanced at Jiang Xia and himself, and chuckled self-deprecatingly. Yes, two mud-covered monkeys—they didn't quite fit the scene before them.

Looking down at the once-impressive Plus beneath me, I realized it was anything but. All four tires were covered in thick mud, and even the front of the car was speckled with mud.

Like an old ox that has just crawled out of a mud pit.

Wang Kui pointed to a shady spot ahead, "Let's go wait there. There are a lot of leaders here, it won't be quiet for a while. Let's go rest for a bit."

Yesterday, these two men visited two production brigades and six production groups. Regardless of whether there was water or not, they drilled as many wells as they could.

We used up all the auxiliary materials we brought, and we also emptied the diesel fuel.

Fortunately, one of the production teams still had a few liters of oil stored, otherwise these two guys who forgot about their oil reserves would have had to push their carts back by hand.

As the leaders slowly entered, Jiang Xia found a comfortable spot in the carriage and fell asleep instantly.

Wang Kui waved at the factory gate, and Liu Hongjun from the security department, who had already seen his director, immediately ran over.

"Director! You're finally back. The factory is holding a big meeting and they need our help with security, but we haven't been able to get in touch with you!"

"What's the panic! We already have a contingency plan. Just follow the plan and fill in any gaps as needed." Wang Kui shook the mud off his head. "Go, I have a coat in my office. Bring it over this kid."

"I'll check the locations. You keep an eye on this kid for me. Wait until all the people in the cars have gone in before waking him up."

"Yes, sir! We guarantee to complete the mission! We will absolutely not let Jiang Gong kick off the blankets again!" Liu Hongjun stood at attention.

Liu Hongjun glanced at Jiang Xia, who was sleeping soundly, and asked, "Director, should I get some water for Engineer Jiang to wash up?"

"No need! This is fine!"

"Is this really a good thing?" Liu Hongjun didn't understand his section chief's thinking. "Look at all the cadres, aren't they all dressed impeccably? Their collars are so white they're practically blinding!"

Kind-hearted Liu Hongjun found a handkerchief and helped Jiang Xia wipe the mud and water off her hair.

My hair was wet, and I woke up with a headache!

Yang Youning's head was throbbing; he didn't know how he got back to the factory manager's office last night. He made do with sleeping on a long wooden bench in the office.

"Liquor is the essence of grain! The more you drink, the worse your headache gets!"

"Wow"

A yellow piece of paper was placed on his forehead: "Are you awake? If you are, get up now! The big boss is almost here, and you're still lying here. Do you want to live?"

"Secretary Lin! When did you arrive? Xiao Liu! Pour some tea!"

"Alright, stop shouting. Everyone go out to greet the big boss!"

"Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Drunk for two days after one night of drinking! Yesterday you almost caused a scene at the Ministry of Machinery Industry building! You're getting more and more outrageous!"

Secretary Lin plopped down opposite him, lit a cigarette, and looked at the bewildered Yang Youning with a mocking expression.

Yang Youning snatched the yellow paper and pointed at himself: "Me? Making a scene at the Ministry of Machinery Industry?"

"Hmm! Not only did they cause a huge scene, but they also accused a certain high-ranking leader of having dirty hands!"

"what?"

"He even wants to beat up the son-in-law of the big boss!"

"me?"

Yang Youning opened his mouth wide, and his little tongue was sticking out.

"If it wasn't you, then it could be me? Oh, and don't tear that piece of paper you're holding. There's only one, and it won't be replaced if it's damaged!"

"What a piece of junk paper! Tell me properly what happened yesterday, I have absolutely no recollection of it. Am I that brave?"

Yang Youning grabbed the yellow paper in his hand and glanced at it casually. His eyes widened instantly, and his nostrils flared out like two black holes.

"Outstanding and Advanced Collective!"

Yang Youning's gaze shifted between the certificate and Secretary Lin. "You can get a certificate just by fighting? Then I'd better go fight a lot more!"

That's what he said, but Yang Youning is a bit shallow-minded. Why is he drooling under his eyes?

"Alright, hurry up! If you don't get yourself ready soon, your uncle is really going to hang you up!"

"Put this one in your office; there will be a big one at the meeting."

Looking at the calligraphy on the certificate and the large seal at the bottom.

Yang Youning finally couldn't hold back anymore, and large tears dripped onto the certificate of merit.

The things that were stolen from him years ago have finally been returned!

I brought them back myself!

……

The steel rolling mill's staff auditorium was packed to capacity.

Of course, those who could enter the auditorium at this moment were all important figures from the factory; most of the other employees were sitting on benches in the activity square outside.

Several large loudspeakers were installed next to the auditorium, which could transmit the leaders' speeches to every worker.

Before long, Minister Xia from the First Ministry of Machine Building led a group of bigwigs into the room and sat down on the stage.

Minister Yang from the Ministry of Agriculture, Minister Jiang from the Ministry of Petroleum... and finally, Ren Zhongyuan from the Ministry of Agricultural Machinery brought up the rear.

Next up were Yang Youning, Li Changfu, and others. Li Huaide was supposed to be following closely behind Yang Youning, but he was a few steps behind and was following behind Li Changfu.

After the leaders were seated, a girl in a sky-blue jumpsuit ran out from the side.

With her bangs neatly combed across her forehead and her fair neck slightly raised, she strode quickly toward the center of the stage.

"Respected leaders, dear fellow workers. In this beautiful season of golden autumn, with its refreshing breezes and fragrant osmanthus blossoms, we are about to welcome the new China..."

Before she could finish speaking, Minister Xia on the podium interrupted her, "Hey, alright, alright, young lady, let's get straight to business today, let's not talk about anything else!"

Minister Xia stood up abruptly as he spoke.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet!"

The workers below were chatting amongst themselves when Minister Xia's loud shout startled them.

They all sat up straight.

"Comrades! The tractor from the day before yesterday gave us quite a surprise!"

"Back when your chief engineer proposed building a drilling rig, he envisioned using its power system to build a tractor. We just didn't expect this day to come so soon!"

When he said this, Minister Xia slowed down his speech.

His gaze found Li Changfu sitting in front of him, and he glared at him fiercely.

Those burning eyes seemed to want to drill two holes in Li Changfu's head. Li Changfu felt his head burning, turned to look at Minister Xia, and even raised his eyebrows in a rather stylish manner.

"Master? Was it reported back then? Didn't the chief engineer say it was just a black blob?" Li Tiejun, sitting in the audience, nudged Ma Zhendong next to him.

Ma Weihong pinched his thigh hard: "Shut up and listen to me!"

"By the way, hasn't Jiang Xia come back yet?"