That's not necessarily true, Ruan thought to herself, but she didn't say it aloud, lest people take it as nonsense, which would damage her impression and goodwill.

As the car approached the First Machinery Factory, the gatekeeper recognized the sedan that the provincial officials had been using recently, and the car drove straight in.

The driver stopped at the factory building on the side. Jia Yongjun got out of the car and pointed to the driver who also got out: "This is Xiao Wang, the driver from our province. Have him lead the way and find someone to show you around."

After saying that, he went straight to the main factory building.

Ruan Xianxian stood side by side with Xiao Wang, "Comrade Wang, you look like the eldest son in your family, don't you?"

Xiao Wang looked at her curiously, "You know me?"

Don't even mention these days, those who can drive for high-ranking leaders in the future are no nobodys; they are incredibly shrewd and perceptive.

Nowadays, the family that can afford to invest all its resources in training a driver is probably the eldest son, who has some connections to get him into a government department. When his younger siblings grow up, they may well have a bright future ahead of them.

Ruan Xianxian: "My older brother's classmate is also a driver. He told me that back then, his whole family went through countless difficulties to learn to drive. His parents begged countless people and shed countless tears for him."

However, he drives a truck, which involves long-distance, dangerous journeys through mountains and rivers; his job isn't as respectable as yours.

Driver Xiao Wang nodded in empathy, "Learning to drive is difficult, but finding a decent job is even more difficult."

I'm not exaggerating, driving for a boss isn't a job you can just hire any driver.

Ruan Xianxian, the "Brother Wu Zhong Sheng," agreed: "Indeed! In my brother's circle, those who can drive in government departments are all exceptional individuals."

"Want a cigarette?" Ruan Xianxian offered him one. Xiao Wang took it and chuckled. The cigarette the woman had offered was a special edition that wasn't sold in stores.

"He who eats another's food is bound to him," he said, "Girl! Let me give you a piece of advice: don't waste your energy here."

This machine factory has two half-destroyed production lines hoping to sell them to foreign guests? I wonder what that Zhang guy is up to; it's probably nothing good. It's best to stay out of it.