A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

"Go to the finance department and get it stamped again! Otherwise, your bicycle ticket won't be valid!" Yang Youning said with a smile, looking at Jiang Xia who looked completely bewildered.

"what?"

Jiang Xia picked up the letter and looked at it. There wasn't much content, just two sentences.

"This invoice is issued to Jiang Xia, an employee of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, for passing the junior engineer assessment, as a form of encouragement!"

After Jiang Xia finished reading the ticket, Yang Youning explained, "Without this certificate, if you try to buy a car with the ticket, they might confiscate it!"

"That would be a huge embarrassment!"

"Haha, the youngest engineer at the steel mill got his car impounded for buying a car, and it might even make the daily newspaper!"

Director Yang was thoroughly enjoying Jiangxia's astonished expression and couldn't stop laughing.

What? Is it that strict?

In those time-travel novels, the protagonists get bicycle tickets on the black market and immediately go to the supply and marketing cooperative to choose a bicycle.

By the way, here's a three-part routine: slapping the arrogant salesperson in the face, shocking the onlookers, and gaining fans.

Are they all fake?

Jiang Xia was puzzled, but also surprised.

I wanted to ask Director Yang about the migrant workers again, but he seemed very busy. Then the phone rang again.

Jiang Xia could only politely take his leave.

As I turned the corner, I heard loud, heated conversation coming from an office next door. A young man with downcast eyes stood in the doorway.

Jiang Xia looked up and saw that the office had a plaque that read "Deputy Factory Director".

The young man at the door gave Jiang Xia an awkward smile.

Eavesdropping is never a good idea, and Jiang Xia was about to walk away quickly when the young man unexpectedly came up to her and whispered:

"Jiang, go straight to the technical department office later. Don't go out unless it's urgent!"

After saying that, she winked at Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia also recognized this person; he was Liu, the secretary of Li Huaide, the deputy factory director.

Jiang Xia's heart skipped a beat. He took out a Zhonghua cigarette that he had taken from his master and handed it over.

Secretary Liu's eyes lit up, and she nodded to accept it.

"Good thing or bad thing?"

Secretary Liu glanced around, a smile playing on her lips: "Good news, about the house!"

After saying that, he retreated back to the door and became a silent bodhisattva.

Jiang Xia understood, but what he really wanted to resolve wasn't the house itself, but rather the matter concerning Uncle Jiang.

The policies these days are changing very frequently. If this window of opportunity is missed, it could delay things for at least several decades.

We can't afford to delay! We can't afford to delay!

Lost in thought, I arrived at the finance department.

The two large red seals of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill were stamped on the bicycle ticket and the certificate, respectively.

The lady in the finance department even took out a register and recorded the bicycle ticket numbers.

Mo Liao even had Jiang Xia sign a document.

Only when all these procedures are completed is the process considered finished.

"No wonder!"

"Later generations only know that bicycle tickets are valuable. Who knew that using these tickets would involve such strict procedures?"

The lady from the finance department just gave Jiangxia a very enthusiastic lesson on invoice usage. She also mentioned that this information is reviewed annually by a dedicated department.

If you don't get any of these right, well, you might get kicked out and made to eat peanuts!

At this moment, Jiang Xia felt extremely fortunate that he had stayed in the steel rolling mill.

Fortunately, he didn't go out and have fun like in those time-travel novels, relying on his cheat ability, or he wouldn't even know how he died!

Hey, a cheat code. I have one too. Now that I've passed the test, the reward should be coming, right?

Why didn't it "ding"?

Jiang Xia returned to his office, greeted a few colleagues, and sat down at his seat, ready to chat with his system for a bit.

The maintenance department's office is divided into two rooms, each seating six people.

In his maintenance department, there was only one engineer and the other five were all technicians.

As soon as he sat down, the woman opposite him tossed him two candies.

"Oh, our little genius is back? I thought you went straight to the Ministry of Machinery!"

This is Ma Weihong, a level 11 technician. She's in her thirties and has a straightforward personality. Jiang Xia has been taken care of by her since he first joined the factory.

"Hey, that was just the boss using me as a prank, don't take it seriously!"

Ma Weihong nodded in deep agreement: "You know that much. Don't be fooled by the grand name of the Ministry of Machinery; the actual treatment there is not as good as that in the factory."

"Look at your brother-in-law, he's got nothing to show for it, and you hardly ever see him. Don't be fooled!"

Jiang Xia could only give a simple, honest smile.

That was a difficult question to answer, so he simply smiled and let it go. Luckily, he knew Ma Weihong was a straightforward person; if it were anyone else, Jiang Xia would definitely be wondering if this person had some ulterior motive.

Also, stay away from that person.

Ma Weihong was just saying it casually, and seeing that Jiang Xia didn't respond, she went about her own business.

The office fell silent immediately.

Jiangxia spread a sheet of white paper on the table and continued to draw the truck's water spray system as a standard mechanical diagram.

After all, with the project approval document in hand, aside from other things, the drawings still need to be prepared.

I was drawing while communicating with the system.

"Big brother, I passed the test, how about a reward?"

Despite repeated calls, the system remained dormant.

The taskbar is always showing an ellipsis.

Gan!

Other systems are giving out money and meat. And you, you haven't even made a sound!

What's the point of the space you gave me?

You can't grow vegetables or raise fish. It's just a portable pocket, right?

Forget it, just pretend I don't have you anymore.

Enraged by his impotence, Jiang Xia opened his little space again and started checking his savings.

After all, you're still young. Now that you have a bicycle ticket, why don't you hurry up and get one to ride?

I'll go back to the village to show Grandma; just thinking about it makes me so happy!

However, a bicycle costs 135 yuan! My own money might not even be enough.

What, you're saying Jiangxia has high salaries?

A level 10 technician earns 86.5 yuan?

Oh, you've probably forgotten that Jiang Xia has a grandmother and two younger sisters in the village.

Sixty years later, the commune canteen had been bankrupted by the food!

All the wild vegetables in the field have been dug up.

Most of Jiangxia's grain coupons and wages were converted into grain and taken back to his grandmother and the others.

This is also one of the reasons why Jiang Xia has been staying at the factory for the past year – simply to save money!

Other elders in the village also rely on the meager wages Jiangxia earns to buy food, barely managing to survive.

The only consolation is that, so far, no elderly people in Jiangxia Village have died prematurely due to hunger.

At this point, some students might immediately label her as a saint.

Why do you do this?

Ha, if it weren't for these elderly neighbors, would Jiang Xia's grandmother and sister be alive today? Even Jiang Xia's living expenses during college were scraped together penny by penny by the elderly neighbors for a while!

As human beings, we should put ourselves in others' shoes.

Huh? You're saying college is free and you even get subsidies?

Hey classmate, I told you to read fewer time-travel novels.

Here's some information for everyone: "Universities don't charge tuition or fees. Instead, they provide a monthly stipend of 18.5 yuan to students whose family income is below 30 yuan."

Please note that there are no tuition or miscellaneous fees! You'll have to pay for the books, though.

You need to buy stationery, right? You need to eat, right?

Considering all this, do you think Jiang Xia, who has no source of income, could have kept up with his studies without help? Especially since for almost half a year, Jiang's father's salary hadn't come back.

Back then, Uncle Jiang would bring Jiang Xia some small change every week—five cents, three cents, a penny. He'd give her all of those!

Okay, I'll stop here. Those who understand will understand.

After Jiang Xia finished calculating, he found that he still had a considerable amount of money left, nearly 200 yuan.

That's more than enough to buy a bicycle.

Plus, it's almost the end of the month, and my salary will be paid out soon.

buy!

Tomorrow is Sunday. After installing the sprinkler system for Wang Tiezhu, we can take his car for a ride to the department store.

The plan goes through!