Reborn in 1977, I will no longer be my brother's blood bag.

Lin Xiuhe was still holding a piece of chalk in her hand.

The numbers of the eight prototype units were neatly written on the side.

Deputy Factory Director Zheng spoke first.

"Students from the research institute."

"Participating in factory internships as part of the Rising Star Project."

Ma Jiancheng frowned.

"She arranged today's work."

Deputy Factory Director Zheng turned to look at him.

"Old Ma, I didn't say it wasn't true."

"The project team came down, and we all worked together."

He spoke calmly and steadily.

They neither erased Lin Xiuhe's name nor truly attributed the credit to her.

The factory manager walked up to the production sign.

"How many items were repaired yesterday?"

"Eleven stations," Ma Jiancheng replied.

"And today?"

"The new law was tested on eight units."

"Passed completely".

Wu Guifang added a sentence next to the leak detection tank:

"I pressed them one by one."

"No bubbles."

Sun Dayong also stepped forward.

"The weld joint has been changed."

"Move the fixing plate back, and remove the welding."

The factory manager asked, "Who made the suggestion?"

Sun Dayong looked towards Lin Xiuhe.

"She first said that the material was too thin and the old welding method couldn't hold it in place."

"Old Shao helped make some more changes."

Old Shao was packing up his tools. Hearing his name called, he put the wrench back in the box.

"I only added two sentences."

"It was Comrade Lin who first identified the root cause of the problem."

The smile on Deputy Factory Director Zheng's face faded slightly.

"It's a good thing that students have ideas."

"But we can't just watch the factory produce for one day."

"The fact that eight stations haven't been withdrawn doesn't explain everything."

The factory manager nodded.

That's true.

Sun Dayong's shoulders, which had just relaxed, tensed up again.

Ma Jiancheng remained silent.

One day's results are definitely not enough.

Lin Xiuhe put the chalk back into the trough.

"Run ten more tomorrow."

The factory manager asked:

"What about after ten units?"

"Let's see if it needs repair."

"If things remain stable, then keep the new law."

"What if something goes wrong?"

"First, check which step changed."

The factory manager stared at the production sign.

"You can't say for sure there won't be any problems?"

"On the production line, no one can guarantee that a single statement will always be effective."

Lin Xiuhe pointed to the three columns.

"What we can do is to clearly record which machine, which step, and who handled it."

"If a real problem arises, let's not repeat what happened with Channel 12, where they investigated for days but still couldn't find the source."

Ma Jiancheng took over the conversation.

"She's the one who found out about Channel 12."

"Someone slipped the urgent document in from the side without properly checking for leaks."

Wu Guifang gave a cold laugh.

"In the end, it all comes down to the leak detection."

Chen San, standing at the entrance, heard this and shouted back:

"The scolding I've received these past few days has finally come to a head."

The factory director turned to look at Deputy Factory Director Zheng.

Did you know that urgent documents can be cut in line?

Deputy Factory Director Zheng turned the document in his hand around.

"Production tasks are tight, and sometimes the staff will try to speed things up."

"I've already made them change it."

"Trying to speed things up, resulting in eleven units needing repair?"

The factory manager's tone was not harsh.

Deputy Factory Director Zheng did not elaborate further.

Footsteps could be heard at the workshop entrance.

Driver Lao Liu came in carrying the delivery receipt.

"Factory manager, those seven units were delivered yesterday."

"The manufacturer has inspected it, and there are no problems."

Ma Jiancheng immediately asked:

"Passed everything?"

"Passed completely".

Old Liu handed over the receipt.

"They also asked when the remaining eleven units would be replaced."

Deputy Factory Director Zheng took the receipt, and finally his words became more confident.

"The seven stations were not delayed."

The factory manager glanced at him.

"Seven stations weren't delayed because eleven stations were blocked."

After he said that, no one in the workshop tried to save face for him.

The factory manager handed the receipt to Ma Jiancheng.

"Ten shows tomorrow, run them the same way as today."

Who's queuing?

Deputy Factory Director Zheng spoke first:

"Ma Jiancheng is keeping an eye on it."

"Students can continue to participate."

The factory manager asked Ma Jiancheng:

Did you keep an eye on things today?

Ma Jiancheng coughed.

"I am here."

"How were they arranged?"

She lined it.

"Who decides to draw the third ticket?"

"she."

"Who can spot the problem with the weld and the retaining plate?"

"she."

The factory manager took down the production sign and looked at both sides.

"Then let her line up again tomorrow."

Deputy Factory Director Zheng's face darkened.

"Factory manager, she's still in school."

"Classes can't be missed."

Lin Xiuhe spoke:

"Two classes in the morning."

"I can arrive before noon."

Deputy Factory Director Zheng looked at her.

"With you traveling back and forth every day, how can you manage to keep track of things at the school?"

"We can manage."

"Projects are not just about looking at the site."

"I know."

"Reports, data, and theoretical analysis are all essential."

Li Mingyuan stood next to the production sign and closed the notebook in his hand.

"She handed in her classwork."

"The on-site records from the past two days are also here."

Deputy Factory Director Zheng glanced at him.

"I was asking her."

Li Mingyuan handed the notebook to the factory director.

"But whether she missed it or not can't be determined by guessing."

The factory manager turned two pages.

The record wasn't particularly impressive.

He wrote quickly, and some parts of his writing were smudged with oil.

It has all the information, including the time, welding station, and leak detection results for each unit.

The last page contained notes from the basic mechanical engineering course.

The copper pipe is under stress.

Weld joint location.

Fixed plate distance.

The classroom and the workshop are right next to each other.

The factory manager returned the notebook to Li Mingyuan.

"The books I read were worth it."

"The trip to the factory wasn't in vain."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lin Xiuhe.

"Ten sets tomorrow."

"You continue queuing."

"If a problem arises, who should we contact first?"

"Find me."

"What are the results?"

Lin Xiuhe paused.

"It belongs to the North City Factory."

The factory manager smiled.

"You know how to talk."

Deputy Factory Director Zheng also chuckled.

"It originally belonged to the factory."

Old Shao closed the toolbox.

"The method comes from the factory."

"Who found it must be clearly stated."

Wu Guifang immediately continued:

"right."

"If there are fewer repairs in the future, don't just say it's because the leaders made good arrangements."

Chen San laughed out loud at the entrance.

Deputy Factory Director Zheng's face darkened even further.

The factory manager didn't reprimand them.

He asked Ma Jiancheng to bring over the records from that day.

At the very bottom of the record, it says:

On-site production scheduling: Lin Xiuhe.

He added a few words next to it with a pen.

Continue the trial for three more days.

Lin Xiuhe was in charge of the on-site arrangements.

Deputy Factory Director Zheng took a step forward.

"Factory manager, is this writing correct...?"

"Isn't this overestimating the students?"

The factory manager finished speaking for him.

"If she can't get it right, we'll have to leave in three days."

"If she's doing a good job lining up, why shouldn't she be allowed to?"

Ma Jiancheng took the record and paused his finger on that line of text.

In the past, when students went to the factory, they would just stand by and watch.

At most, they handed out tools and recorded numbers.

This time, the factory manager personally handed over the on-site arrangements to her.

The quantities are different.

Sun Dayong expressed his opinion first.

"Welding team, follow instructions."

Wu Guifang took off her wet gloves.

"The leak detection is also fine."

Chen San leaned against the iron frame at the entrance.

"If anyone tries to cut in line, I'll stop them first."

Old Shao didn't say anything.

He simply took the workshop timer and handed it to Lin Xiuhe.

The watch strap is old.

The edges and corners were polished until they shone.

It used to hang on Ma Jiancheng's chest.

Lin Xiuhe caught it.

"What time will the first unit start operating tomorrow?"

Sun Dayong replied:

"7:30."

"I won't arrive until noon, so I'll start with today's schedule this morning."

"Who's going to watch the prototype?"

"I."

"Who will be in charge of leak detection?"

"Master Wu."

"What about repairs?"

Old Shao patted the toolbox.

"Me and Zhao Guodong."

Several people took turns accepting the items.

They stopped arguing about who was better or worse.

The factory manager listened attentively before asking:

"Can I run around tomorrow during the half-day she's not here?"

Ma Jiancheng glanced at the production sign.

"able."

"Then it won't be students coming to help."

The factory manager put the hat on his head.

"With this method, he was able to walk on his own from the beginning."

Lin Xiuhe looked up at the production sign.

What she really wanted wasn't for everyone to revolve around her.

What she wanted was for things to remain orderly even when she wasn't around.

The factory manager walked to the door, then stopped.

"Oh, right."

"The local food company is pressing us hard for this batch of refrigerated display cases, which will be delivered at the end of the month."

"If all ten units pass the test tomorrow, we'll resume shipping the day after tomorrow."

He looked at Lin Xiuhe.

"One less."

"Come to my office and tell me why."

"What if you pass all of them?"

Sun Dayong answered first this time.

"If everything passes, weld according to the new method."

The factory manager nodded.

"I asked her."

Everyone in the workshop laughed.

Lin Xiuhe held the old watch in her hand.

"Passed completely".

"I want to see the repair area reduced by half again."

The factory manager raised an eyebrow.

"Quite the boast."

"OK."

"I'll wait for your number."

The next day at noon, Lin Xiuhe rushed to the North City Factory after class.

Before even entering the workshop, Chen San had already run out from inside.

"Comrade Lin."

"All ten machines were completed this morning."

He was covered in sweat, but his face couldn't hide his joy.

Lin Xiuhe asked:

"How many units were returned?"

Chen San held up one finger.

"One unit."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Old Shao called out from the workshop:

"Don't get too excited yet."

"That one also uses the new method."

The leak isn't at the weld joint.