At first, they thought the workshop management was impressive, then the manager was impressive, then the factory director was impressive, and finally the person who designed those machines was even more impressive.

He wants to be the one who designs machines in the future. It seems far away now, but that's okay. He'll take it one step at a time. If he works hard, there's always hope. But if he doesn't work hard, there's definitely no hope.

Many of the older women in the factory told them that they had worked there for over ten years and their wages had increased by several hundred yuan. But even combined, they still didn't earn as much as the management.

Why? Because this is the consequence of lacking culture.

If you want to strive for excellence, you need a diploma.

This is the most authentic and realistic thing he has learned in the past two months.

It's true that there are 360 ​​professions, and every profession can produce an expert, but every profession requires hard work and study. Without hard work, you can only do the hardest jobs.

"I want to continue my studies, I want to work hard to become a better person, and I want to be the one who designs machines in the future."

Mo Yan patted his head with a sense of relief. She didn't know when this brat had grown so tall; she could only reach his head by standing on tiptoe.

They've grown up, that's good.

"Go ahead, keep this money and see what you do with it. Your first paycheck is very meaningful, isn't it?"

"Uh-huh."

Fang Xiaobao used the money to buy roses for his mother, carnations for his godmother, and a fountain pen for his sister. He saved the rest to look at when he felt lost.

Later, Liu Fei hoped that Xiao Cao would find someone new and get out of her gloom, but Xiao Cao refused.

At that time, she thought she had no future. Even if she came out, she would probably live under the scrutiny of others. But the moment she saw her sister, her uneasy heart was immediately put back to its place.