Director Lian paid the painful price of washing lunch boxes for ten days and finally got Shen Que to stop talking about making complaints.

*

Meanwhile, Jiang Cheng woke up and left the mechanical factory, checking the time.

Nine o’clock.

It’s the perfect time.

Get to work!

Jiang Cheng pedaled his 28-inch bike, heading to the bamboo weaving factory while being bathed in a small northwestern wind.

The Bamboo Factory Director greeted Jiang Cheng with such enthusiasm that he nearly burst into song and did a somersault on the spot.

He understood the pain of missing out all too well!

The last time he missed Jiang Cheng’s call, he spent sleepless nights, almost breaking his bed board with frustration!

Though Jiang Cheng said there were no grudges between them, who could be certain?

During the entire morning, Jiang Cheng was in the workshop of the bamboo weaving factory, communicating with the master craftsmen.

The Bamboo Factory Director stayed right behind Jiang Cheng.

Listening intently, he realized one truth.

Jiang Cheng’s success is absolutely not accidental.

She has truly put in the hard work.

"Master Cheng, if we use thinner bamboo strips, can we weave more intricate bamboo products?"

"Of course we can!"

Jiang Cheng praised Master Cheng first, then continued to ask, "If we want to weave patterns into it, is it complicated? What standards can the output reach?"

Master Cheng used his hands to gesture the size of the item and explained that the complexity and ease of patterns were key factors.

Jiang Cheng carefully memorized each word.

After a morning of visits, Jiang Cheng had lunch with the Bamboo Factory Director.

After lunch, she was like the busiest street wanderer, heading to the shoe factory.

Soon, news of Jiang Cheng wandering around the city spread everywhere.

There was no choice; she was too much of a focus for all the directors.

By the third day, several directors were craning their necks in their factories, nearly becoming stone statues waiting for Jiang!

Upon hearing the news, the food factory’s Director Lu couldn’t sit still.

Jiang Cheng is so busy, could she have a new idea to work on? What about their pickled cucumber production line?

Director Lu was a bit anxious, but the approval from upper management hadn’t come yet.

He was worried but had nothing in hand, so couldn’t just go find Jiang Cheng.

In the following days, Jiang Cheng continued to run around the city, sometimes gone for half a day, sometimes staying the entire day.

Some factories even flauntingly set off firecrackers!!

Director Lu was so anxious that he got a cold sore on his lip.

That day, there was a city-wide conference.

Every factory director attended, the deputy director representing the mechanical factory.

For over two hours, there was a summary of production and future production planning for each factory.

Finally, it was the food factory’s turn.

"Director Lu, your pickled cucumber production line proposal is very feasible..."

The good news came so suddenly, Director Lu’s first thought: quickly go find Jiang Cheng!

Director Lu tried to stifle his urge, first expressed his gratitude for the leadership’s trust, then made his resolution, and finally the conference ended.

He didn’t want to waste a single second, got in the car, and went back to find Jiang. Military Adviser. Cheng.

Other directors watched enviously as Director Lu’s car exhaust faded away.

"Definitely going to find Mr. Jiang."

"Mr. Jiang is really impressive; I wish she could visit our factory someday."

"I want her to come to our factory too!"

"Do you think I could send something to Mr. Jiang?"

One director said unconsciously, and the directors nearby immediately echoed: No! Bad idea! Not good!

After firmly stating it, each of them turned their heads, their expressions intriguing.

The phrase "five people with twelve groups and eight hundred cunning ideas" took form at this moment.

At this point, the topic’s center, Jiang Cheng, was at home organizing her data books.

There were words, drawings, and order.

What each factory has more of, what they currently have, what they can produce, the production capacity, all were organized into a booklet by Jiang Cheng.

These were not only for the trip to Sea City but also for the December trade fair in Sheep City.

By then, it would be full of foreigners, in Jiang Cheng’s eyes, it was simply a sea of gold stars! 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Jiang Cheng——-Director Lu is here!"

Grandma Shen called out, Jiang Cheng put away her booklet and stored it in her space.

"Director Lu!"

With a call, Jiang Cheng opened the door and saw Director Lu, sweating bullets.

"Jiang Cheng, the project has been approved!"

"Congratulations, Director Lu!"

Jiang Cheng invited Director Lu inside, while Grandma Shen quietly moved a small stool to sit at the door, preventing some loose-tongued people from gossiping.

Inside, Jiang Cheng poured tea for Director Lu and asked some related questions about the project with concern.

Chit-chatting here and there, Director Lu listened more anxiously.

"Jiang Cheng, I came today to discuss something with you."

"Director Lu, go ahead."

"I need to go to Sea City; the matter with the plastic film needs solving, without it the greenhouse simply can’t be built, and the subsequent things can’t unfold."

Jiang Cheng nodded repeatedly, expressing agreement.

"What I mean is, can you accompany me there? Travel expenses and per diem will be fully reimbursed by me."

Naturally, Jiang Cheng wanted to go.

"Director Lu, there’s no need for such formalities between us."

"Just a matter of your word, I would unhesitatingly scale mountains and go through fire."

Director Lu fell silent for a second, then understandingly said:

"A bit overboard."

Jiang Cheng chuckled, "I was using exaggerated rhetorical devices to express my agreement."

Director Lu was amused, and after chatting a bit more with Jiang Cheng, he returned to the food factory.

He needed to arrange relevant matters before coming to find Jiang Cheng again.

Jiang Cheng escorted Director Lu out, only returning after seeing him get into the car.

In the following days, Jiang Cheng visited Shen Que every day.

The two of them didn’t chat all the time, just each with a book, quietly sharing a room.

Jiang Cheng stayed for about an hour and a half in the morning before leaving, and in the afternoon she would go back for another hour and a half.

In between, she went to see Uncle Ma with bought food.

Uncle Ma had been fed by her till he gained some weight.

One day, when Jiang Cheng went again, Uncle Ma gave Jiang Cheng a hundred yuan.

Jiang Cheng looked at the money and asked, "Did you find a job?"

"You have the kind of brain that can really accomplish anything."

"Uncle Ma, such a simple matter... You should praise me more often, I love to hear it!"

Uncle Ma laughed heartily, almost laughing to tears.

He wiped his eyes and said:

"I’ve found a job in the orthopedic department of the hospital, got an advance on wages, don’t worry, I still have money here."

Jiang Cheng simply took the money, saying, "I’m not worried at all, your bone-setting skills are valuable anywhere!"

Uncle Ma liked Jiang Cheng’s straightforward manner.

It made interaction comfortable!

The two sat down for a casual chat.

Since finding his daughter, Uncle Ma seemed renewed, talking a lot more.

The two were chatting when a loud wail sounded from outside.

"Brother——-"

"Brother——"

The way these cries were calling, anyone who didn’t know might think someone had died!

Uncle Ma’s face turned green from listening.

Who were they cursing?

He had just found his daughter and wanted to strive for years, saving up for his daughter and grandkids!

"Stop yelling!"

With a powerful shout, Uncle Ma stood up and went outside.

Jiang Cheng quietly stood behind him, ready to support anytime, feeling that today the visitors were not good-natured.

Outside, it was still the same four people who came last time to ask Uncle Ma for a house, but this time an extra young woman was present.

Upon closer inspection, this young woman had some resemblance to Uncle Ma.

"Brother, we found Chun Hua!"

Uncle Ma’s brother shed tears, acting sincerely.

Uncle Ma immediately knew what their agenda was.

Without wasting any words, he grabbed a big broom from the yard and started hitting them!

"You fraud!"

"This isn’t our Chun Hua!"

"You’re all big liars!"

Uncle Ma attacked indiscriminately, causing the five to scramble away.

No matter how they explained, Uncle Ma didn’t believe them.

The group, irritated and perplexed after being beaten, heard Uncle Ma’s sister-in-law shout.

"Your Chun Hua was taken by that woman, you can never find her back!"