"You disagree? Want to take legal action?" Zhang Jian raised an eyebrow.

Those who tried to take advantage ended up being taken advantage of themselves. Zhang Jian took both parties away to his office for a detailed discussion.

As Zhang Jian passed by Ruan Xianxian, he subconsciously paused and extended his hand, saying, "Talented people emerge in every generation. You're quite good, young comrade. See you at the exhibition."

Ruan Xianxian clasped her hands back and smiled shyly like a child, saying, "I might need to trouble you for something in the next couple of days since I can't wait for the exhibition."

The parts needed for Xiaxia's chick incubator are small, and given the current level of mechanical technology, this matter will most likely have to be handled by the First Machinery Factory.

Her help wasn't for nothing.

Zhang Jian chuckled upon hearing this. He was in a good mood today, so he called over the deputy director of the third workshop, pointed to Ruan Xianxian, introduced the two of them, and told them that they could contact him if they needed anything before leaving with his men.

The deputy director was nearly forty years old, and his large hand was almost as big as Ruan Xianxian's two small hands. His palms were covered with black oil that could not be washed off from years of contact with machinery.

She mentioned that she might need a few parts to be processed at the machine shop, and the deputy director, hearing it wasn't a big deal, agreed.

"Prepare the drawing parameters and bring them with you when you come."

Jia Yongjun had been silently observing this farce from the sidelines, and he grew to like Ruan Xianxian more and more. She was never backed down in the face of adversity and knew how to act with composure and restraint.

Sigh! How come there's a bad element in her grandmother's family? Otherwise, she would have insisted on getting Feng Guang to bring him to the provincial office as an assistant.

He felt a pang of regret, glanced at the foreign guests whispering amongst themselves, and then changed the subject: "Xiao Wang drove the car away. Let's ride back in the foreign guests' car together and make the most of this opportunity."

We should create opportunities for capable children!

Obedient and perceptive, Ruan Xianxian raised her little face, her clear eyes filled with affection, and stood at attention: "I promise I won't let you down."

Watching Ruan Xianxian blend in with the foreign guests and suddenly become the leader, Jia Yongjun shook his head and chuckled behind him.

As the car started, the foreign guests in their seats seemed a bit listless. When asked if they wanted to visit other factories, most of them shook their heads.

After a hectic morning and experiencing a bloody incident, it's no wonder I'm not in good spirits.

After resting for a while, Ruan Xianxian, who was sitting in the middle of the bus, started causing trouble!

She sat languidly, her eyes slanted upwards, casting a highly provocative glance at Laudan, who was not far from her. Her eyes seemed to say: You little trash, you just got beaten up by me, didn't you!

Laudan initially ignored her, but he was still uncomfortable with her words, which angered him. "When Li Shizhen was writing the Compendium of Materia Medica, you had just invented bloodletting therapy."

Anyone familiar with medieval European history knows that bloodletting was the mainstream treatment, and enemas were a common procedure. If someone died, it meant that not enough blood had been drawn; if they survived, it was because enemas cured all diseases.

The more Lao Dan thought about it, the more upset he became. He turned his head and said, "Hey you, if Li Shizhen was that amazing, why is China's medical level still so backward?"

Even you yourselves are denying the need to eliminate Traditional Chinese Medicine, aren't you?

"No, no, no!" Ruan Xianxian shook her finger, thinking that the fool had finally taken the bait.

"Our approach is not to eliminate it, but to discard the dross and retain the essence, allowing medicine to develop with the times."

Laudan scoffed: "Do you even believe that yourself? Who begged and pleaded to take over our obsolete pharmaceutical production line? And who pleaded and begged for a little bit of raw material?"

The passengers listened with great interest, their amused gazes frequently falling on the two of them.

Laudan's words were harsh, but they were true. At the last Canton Fair, five pharmaceutical companies almost came to blows in public over a discarded production line owned by a foreign guest.

If you fall behind, you will be bullied; only by striving for self-improvement can you remain invincible.

In the future, China will catch up with or even surpass foreign countries in just a few decades, and Ruan Xianxian, who is currently in a difficult period, is not ashamed.

The most difficult period is over. As the old saying goes, getting fat first doesn't mean you're fat; getting fat later will break the bed.

Ruan Xianxian looked at Lao Dan with a puzzled expression, "Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. If you have no demands, what are you doing in China?"

Jia Yongjun almost cheered!

Laudan choked, but he was unconvinced. "Everyone has their strengths. I don't see any strengths in you. Your economy is backward and your people are poor."

He pointed to the receding scenery and the fleeting passersby outside the car window, "Look, what are those people wearing?"

"Ruan, I'll say something you won't like to hear, but we scavenging beggars don't wear patched clothes."

"Is it that you won't fight, or that you don't know how?" Ruan Xianxian's words pierced the heart.

"Leizu, the wife of the Yellow Emperor of our clan, and Momu, his secondary consort, are considered to be the ancestors of the loom and the silk-drawing machine, dating back 4,700 years."

She spoke eloquently: "In terms of weaving, the plain gauze garment unearthed two years ago weighed only 49 grams, truly achieving the thinness of a cicada's wing and the lightness of smoke."

The technique dates back 2200 years. Laudan, and I'll say something you won't like to hear: two thousand years ago, even the absurd practice of bloodletting hadn't been invented in your area.

Laudan: ...

So you can't get away with bloodletting, right?

He scoffed, "Even the glory days are over. You have to admit that China's textile industry is in terrible shape now, extremely terrible."

From the colors and textures to the stitching of the garments, to be honest, they were an eyesore.

Ruan Xianxian shook her head, finally getting to the point. She said, seemingly surprised, "Dan, didn't you know? We are now continuing the craftsmanship passed down from our ancestors..."

To develop a garment that is as light as a feather, yet provides warmth exceeding that of a cotton-padded coat.

Laudan didn't believe it, and not only Laudan, but even the foreign guests on the bus who were initially uninterested looked over.

Jia Yongjun, who was sitting by the window, kept tugging at Ruan Xianshao's sleeve, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "Kid, can we at least do some research before we start bragging?"

Let alone Heilongjiang Province, when did the whole of China ever have clothing that is as light as a feather and has a warmth comparable to a cotton-padded coat?

Ruan Xianxian calmly pried his hand away. If not now, then soon!

Facing the questioning gazes of the crowd, she clicked her tongue twice at Laudan: "I haven't seen it, just because your status isn't high enough. After all, the kind of clothes I'm talking about are quite expensive to make."

Laudan became very interested in the clothes she was talking about, but was also a little skeptical. "What is it that my identity can't see?"

You're not just trying to frame me without any evidence, are you?

"Do you really need to put a box on me? How about I show you around if you spend over 100,000?"

Ruan Xianxian raised a small hand, "Don't question it, and I won't make any bets with you. Take it or leave it, our winter clothes will sell well."

The car stopped in front of the Lakeside Hotel, and everyone got off reluctantly, with Laudan being the most reluctant, feeling like a little hook was scratching at her heart.

He even wished that such a winter coat really existed, that it could bring him a large income...

Then he thought that the sharp-tongued Chinese woman was just spouting nonsense, and once her lies were exposed, he would spare no effort to humiliate her!