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In the manager's office, wisps of steam rose from the hot tea.

Li Aiguo personally refilled the water for Old Master Lu, and also filled the enamel mugs in front of Lu Changgui and Lu Qingshan.

"Brother Lu, how's your leg...?"

Li Aiguo's gaze fell on Old Master Lu's stiff, injured leg, and he sighed.

"If it weren't for you back then, I would have lost my life in Laoyagou."

He pointed to a faint scar on his forehead.

"That beast lunged at my neck. If it weren't for your shot, I would have been wolf food by now."

Grandpa Lu tapped his pipe and waved his hand dismissively.

"Why bring up such old, trivial matters?"

"Why didn't you mention it!"

Li Aiguo raised his voice.

"Didn't I later want to invite you to be a consultant at the forest farm? You know these mountains better than your own backyard. But your leg... sigh."

He glanced again at Lu Changgui, who looked uneasy beside him.

"Brother Changgui is an honest and hardworking farmer, and he didn't inherit your skills."

"He didn't inherit it, but his grandson did!" Old Master Lu slapped his thigh, perking up.

He rolled up his trouser leg, revealing knee pads sewn from wolf skin underneath.

"See that? It's a wolf skin!"

"A few days ago, my grandson came up the mountain with me and took down a 600-pound black bear king!"

Grandpa Lu spoke with great enthusiasm, his eyes shining brightly.

"That bear is cunning; it lay on the ground pretending to be dead! Even this old man almost fell for it, but Qingshan saw right through it!"

"One shot! Just one shot! Right in the eye socket, it blew its brains out!"

Li Aiguo's hand, holding the teacup, froze in mid-air, his mouth slightly open.

Lu Changgui, who was listening nearby, turned pale and looked terrified.

"Good lad!"

Li Aiguo slammed the teacup down on the table.

"What a talent! Like father, like son!"

Old Master Lu gave a smug hum, then changed the subject.

"My grandson is just as capable as I was back then. Aiguo, look at this quota for the forest farm..."

Li Aiguo looked troubled.

He stood up, walked to the wall, and pointed to a huge map of the forest area hanging there.

"Brother Lu, to be honest, this matter is difficult to handle right now."

"Look at this," he said, drawing a winding red line on the map with his finger. "This is the only transport line in our yard; all the timber is transported out along this road."

"But on this very road, three cars have overturned in the last six months! Two people have died, and several others have been injured!"

Li Aiguo slammed his fist on the table, his face full of frustration.

"The higher-ups have given a strict order to investigate thoroughly. This job opening specifically requires technical expertise, preferably someone who knows surveying and road construction, someone who can fix this damned road."

"At this critical juncture, how could I dare to just let anyone in?"

Old Master Lu's face darkened, and he was about to speak.

"Patriotism, this matter..."

Lu Qingshan placed one hand on his shoulder.

"Uncle Li, my family is not the kind of people who expect gratitude in return."

Lu Qingshan looked at Li Aiguo calmly.

"I'm here today to offer some advice on the mess at the forest farm."

Li Aiguo was stunned, and the office fell silent.

He looked at the young man in front of him; the composure in his eyes didn't seem like that of a twenty-year-old.

"What...what did you say?"

Lu Qingshan did not answer, but walked straight to the map.

In their past life, their parents fell off a cliff while hiking on a mountain path in the forest.

In order to find out the truth and to pay tribute to his father, he walked this road countless times over the next ten years.

The forest farm had its transportation routes changed several times, and he traveled those routes each time.

He knew better than the road designers where the potholes were, where landslides were likely to occur, and which bends were the most dangerous.

"Uncle Li, do you have paper and pen?"

Li Aiguo was still a little dazed when he subconsciously took out paper and pen from the drawer and handed them over.

Lu Qingshan took the paper and pen, and with his other hand, he pointed directly at the map.

"The biggest problem with this road is not the road surface, but the location."

He ran his finger across the first location where the accident had occurred.

"Here, on the sunny slope, the snow melts quickly in winter, and when it freezes again in spring, it's all black ice. You can drive over it and it looks fine, but if you turn the steering wheel, it will flip over."

He then moved to the second point.

"This is a windy spot, a long downhill slope. If you brake too hard, the logs behind you will hit you, and the front of the car will go straight down."

"And here, on the shady side of the mountain, the soil is loose. It looks like a rocky mountain, but it's actually hollow underneath. When a big truck passes by, the vibration can easily cause it to collapse."

With each sentence Lu Qingshan spoke, Li Aiguo's face paled a little more.

These are the bloody conclusions from the accident investigation report, lessons learned at the cost of the lives of countless veteran workers.

There are even some cases where the cause is still unclear, so he can only repeatedly remind them to drive slower to avoid them.

But this young man in front of me only glanced at the map and recited everything.

Lu Qingshan stopped talking, picked up a pen, and started drawing quickly on the white paper.

His pen did not pause for a moment, and a brand new path extended on the paper.

Bypassing the sun-drenched icy slopes and avoiding the deadly wind gaps, the train traverses solid rocky terrain, straightening the most treacherous S-curves with a gentle arc.

After finishing the drawing, he put down his pen and pushed the paper covered with lines in front of Li Aiguo.

"If the road needs to be repaired, the root cause must be changed."

"This route adds a third to the journey and increases costs, but it will prevent any more deaths within the next ten years."

Li Aiguo put on his reading glasses and picked up the paper with trembling hands.

He glanced at it briefly, and then his breathing became rapid.

He brought the blueprints close to his eyes, scrutinizing every turn and every slope.

The more he looked, the more intense the light in his eyes became.

The more he looked at the paper, the more his hand trembled.

This is not just blueprints, it's practically a lifeline for the hundreds of people in the forest farm, the hope they've been waiting for for so many years!

"Snapped!"

Li Aiguo slammed his hand on the table, jumping up from his chair, his voice trembling.

"Absolutely amazing!"

"This...this circuit...how did you figure it out?!"

……

The stairwell of the office building.

Sun Jianguo and Zhao Erhu haven't left yet.

The two bottles of Moutai felt heavy in my hands, like two slaps to the face.

"Uncle, what should we do? That old man has such a good relationship with the farm manager, what about my situation..." Zhao Erhu was so anxious that he scratched his head.

"What's the panic!" Sun Jianguo said in a low voice.

"What's the use of having a good relationship? What the forestry station needs right now is someone who can solve problems! What can a country bumpkin like him do? We'll go up there when they come out with long faces!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Li Aiguo let out a thunderous roar from his office upstairs.

"Absolutely amazing!"

Zhao Erhu trembled in fright.

He couldn't hear the specific conversation in the office, but Li Aiguo's shout of approval went straight to his ears.

He couldn't understand any blueprints or circuit diagrams.

All he knew was that the "country bumpkin who couldn't do anything" that his uncle had mentioned had caused the farm manager to lose his composure.

Zhao Erhu clenched his fists in resentment.

Lu Qingshan.

He mentally scrutinized Lu Qingshan's name, making a silent resolution.

We must not let him into the forest farm.