A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Chapter 1032 Jiang Paopao, back in the world?

Ultimately, it comes down to where you stand; different positions lead to completely different considerations.

And the man with the gold-rimmed glasses' keen observation skills were not entirely in vain.

In fact, it was not the high-ranking, shrewd "big shot" himself who was extremely displeased with Wang Kui, the captain of Jiang Xia's guards, for taking such blatant action to detain "Zuo Peng" and who was actively trying to "save the situation" and "give a warning."

At that level, while it's certainly unpleasant to have a seemingly capable subordinate's "claw" knocked out, one would weigh the pros and cons, consider the impact, and might even see it as a test or a necessary price to pay. They wouldn't easily lash out openly, especially against a core technical staff member like Jiang Xia who is in the spotlight and receiving attention from many parties.

The one who truly felt humiliated and enraged was the "big shot's" wife.

For a long time, she had been immersed in the invisible aura brought by her husband's power, and was used to managing her own network of relationships and sphere of influence through various agents. She had long regarded her husband's authority as a resource that she could allocate at will.

Especially after she became the "gatekeeper" and "filter" of her husband's work and life by virtue of her special status, controlling the flow of documents, audiences, and schedules, a false sense of power and desire for control grew in her mind.

Amidst some malicious flattery and sycophancy, she even began to dream of a grander "blueprint".

Once desire begins to sprout, it expands rapidly. Under the flattery of certain people with ulterior motives, she may even develop some unrealistic associations and comparisons.

As long as her husband takes over, she will become the third daughter of the Song family!

Zuo Peng was not only her husband's "hand," but also someone she used easily, representing an extension of her own authority. In her view, Wang Kui's ruthless and almost humiliating way of taking Zuo Peng was tantamount to slapping her in the face in public and openly challenging the authority system upon which she depended for survival.

She could not tolerate this "overstepping," and especially could not tolerate that this "offense" came from a "mere technician" as a guard.

Well, she ruthlessly ignored the comrades who were working on creating a civilized city. How pitiful.

So, without her husband's explicit statement (perhaps a tacit acceptance of his decision), she used her other "claw," which she could directly influence and mobilize, to launch a proactive attack on Darian under the pretext of "maintaining authority" and "stabilizing public sentiment."

Her goal was clear: to rescue "Zuo Peng," suppress the arrogance of certain people, re-establish the "rules," and let everyone know who the truly untouchable "Heaven" is.

Her actions, imbued with strong personal grudges and a flaunting of power, also carried a considerable amount of energy, just as Director Zheng had warned of the potential shadow cast by the "winged tiger."

The source of this shadow, however, is not the tiger that truly reigns supreme, but a "fox" that borrows the tiger's power and is eager to prove its existence by baring its fangs and claws...

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Darian's guesthouse, which was converted from a warehouse.

Jiang Xia stood in front of a blackboard almost completely filled with writing, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his face flushed with excitement, tapping on a process flow diagram he had just finished drawing with chalk:

"...Yes! Director Liu's idea is good! We don't want to go all the way to fully automatic interlocking. Instead, we can add an extreme position trigger switch to the mechanical scale at the material loading and weighing stage, and work with the 'Big Yellow Second Generation' to create a simple overweight/underweight audible and visual alarm and count the number of times."

When the experienced worker heard the alarm, he went over to take a look and knew that there might be a problem with the batch of materials. He either had to reweigh them or check the equipment.

This avoids compositional discrepancies throughout the entire batch due to inaccurate weighing! Simple, reliable, and cost-effective!

Liu Dayong's dark red face was full of smiles: "That's exactly what I mean! The old masters in our factory hate calculating those precise numbers the most, but if you listen to a sound, look at a light, and remind them that 'something's not right,' they'll definitely take it seriously! I think this method will work!"

After continuous brainstorming, a preliminary "semi-automation" transformation plan that integrates Jiangxia's advanced concepts with the practical wisdom of front-line production has begun to take shape.

Although the degree of "automation" in each step is extremely limited, and even seems somewhat "outdated," each step is closely linked to the existing equipment modification capabilities, personnel acceptance, and the pain points that production urgently needs to address, making it highly feasible.

The initial trepidation and doubts of the factory managers had long been dispelled by this pragmatic and creative collaborative atmosphere, replaced by a sense of eagerness and confidence.

"Jiang, don't worry, we'll organize our technical backbone as soon as we get back, and based on the pilot projects we decided on today, we'll first come up with specific modification drawings and operating procedures!"

"That's right! With a direction in mind, all that's left is to get to work! What our military-industrial system has in abundance is the drive to tackle tough challenges!"

Jiang Xia smiled and waved his hand: "It's all the result of everyone's joint thinking. I just offered some ideas. By the way, factory directors, I keep my promise to you. Once things are settled here, each factory will be equipped with a Dahuang second-generation single-board computer for everyone to study and debug, so that the process improvements can be put into practice. Our military production will definitely reach a new level."

Upon hearing this, the factory managers were overjoyed and repeatedly expressed their gratitude. They had already heard about the performance of the second-generation Dahuang machine, and with this machine, they had a much stronger foundation for implementing their process improvements.

The group discussed for another half hour until dawn, when they finally succumbed to their fatigue from the past few days and yawned as they returned to their rooms next door to rest.

In an instant, the once lively room was left with only Jiang Xia, Comrade Chuangcheng, and Chief Engineer Wang Li, along with a table full of blueprints and calculation papers.

Chief Engineer Wang Li, however, was still diligently copying down the brainstorming ideas on the blackboard.

The idiot can pretend to be an expert and run away, but he can't. All the suggestions here need to be implemented under his supervision.

The comrade in charge of the city's creation campaign picked up the budget sheet on the table, looked down at it carefully, but his brows furrowed more and more, and he muttered to himself, "The cost of these second-generation yellow robots is not low. One unit costs this much, and several factories are equipping them. This budget..."

"Hey, Xiao Jiang, you're so quick to speak! You just blurted it out, and now I don't know how to respond!"

"No way, boss, the Fifth Ministry of Machinery Industry is a core department of the military industry. It's so important, how could it lack the budget of a second-generation rich kid?"

Jiang Xia took the teacup from Old Wang, who had climbed in through the window, and almost choked on it after taking just two sips, thanks to the complaints from the city's comrades.

That makes sense, these days, resources are scarce everywhere, but these guys in the military industry have no shortage of them.

God knows how much effort this naive white rabbit, who has been constantly threatened, has put in over the past few years, and how much ammunition it has prepared!

Seeing that the smiles of the comrades working on the city's creation campaign looked even more bitter, he patted his chest and said, "How about this? I'm quite familiar with Uncle Big when it comes to logistical support. If all else fails, I'll carry my bedding roll and sleep on the floor outside his office! I'll definitely plead with him to get our matching funds!"

Upon hearing the address "Uncle Big Guy," the bitterness on the face of the comrade in charge of the city's construction project almost spilled out. He shook his head and said, "Little Jiang, how long has it been since you've been back to Beijing?"

If... if Comrade Da Ge were still in that position, why would I need to worry so much? I could just submit a report, and he would definitely give his full support.

"Huh?" Jiang Xia was really stunned this time, forgetting to put down the documents in her hand. "Didn't Uncle Da Ge...didn't he already get reinstated and start taking charge of the work again? Isn't he the one who calls the shots in logistics?"

"They've changed people. Big Guy is now picking up horse manure on the farm!"

"Who did they replace?" Jiang Xia's heart sank, and she had a bad feeling.

"He's a comrade who...likes to wear glasses, looks refined, and is very particular about 'strategy' and 'rules'. His surname is Qiu, and he's currently in a deputy position, but he's in charge of the work."

After saying that, the comrade in charge of the city's creation efforts shook his head: "Forget it, let's not talk about that. I can just ask around for money from my acquaintances for this budget."

"You should go and get some rest now. I remember everything you deserve!"

Jiang Xia didn't care about what he should or shouldn't remember.

He simply pulled Old Wang aside, greeted the comrades involved in the city's creation campaign, and then left the small conference room.

"Old Wang, how's the relocation plan in the Northeast going?"

"Everything went smoothly, how about it?"

"I feel like this place isn't peaceful enough anymore. I'm thinking of moving the people who research gas turbines to Sichuan Province to keep the big boss company..."

"(⊙o⊙)..."