Chapter 301 You're Such a Jerk (Bug Fix): Picking Fruit

When Zhao Muyang came out of Secretary Fang's office and saw Wang Xiao again, his expression was very subtle.

Because of the leader's prompting, she finally understood the third meaning of the pufferfish plan, which was to get the top leader of Nanshan City to take a stand.

You keep saying that Nanshan City is neglected and unloved, and that it never gets any good opportunities, and attracting investment is also difficult.

Now you have a chance. The province has even told you how to retain people. What to do is up to you.

Do you think eating pufferfish is risking your life? Is it going to kill you?

Every year, more officials who are engaged in attracting investment die from drinking at banquets than people die from eating pufferfish.

The whole world is busy attracting investment, and everyone is trying their best to get money into their own country. Do you think this job is easy?

If you don't even dare to take this small risk, what else can you expect?

As for what to do if you get poisoned? Well, that's a good thing! It means you saved the investors from disaster, and also saved the people of Lanshan City from disaster.

To put it another way, if you put your hand on your heart and tell me honestly, if the investor gets poisoned from eating pufferfish, wouldn't you think it would be better if you were the one who got poisoned?

This move was a checkmate; no wonder she herself said it was utterly despicable.

It's unethical to suggest something, but it's even more unethical to suggest it.

But Zhao Muyang simply couldn't resist such a temptation.

What paratroopers fear most is not resistance or opposition, but being ignored.

If everyone else treats you like you don't exist and refuses to interact with you, it will be even more difficult for you to carry out your work.

The pufferfish plan, a deadly move, forced the Party Secretary of Nanshan City to make a statement.

She, a woman, is just as capable as any man. How can you, a man, shrink back like this? Wouldn't that make you a laughingstock?

Zhao Muyang had even thought of a plan: she could eat the pufferfish first, and then, half an hour later, have Secretary Nanshan accompany the distinguished investors to eat together.

With this attitude, who can say anything?

Zhao Muyang clenched the file folder in his hand, silently making up his mind.

She went to Nanshan City naked; without some ruthless tactics, she wouldn't be able to gain a foothold.

Her feelings were truly mixed. Smart people are good at everything; their minds work so well. With a quick glance, their ideas go straight to the point.

Thank goodness, Mr. Wang is still young and hasn't developed any desire to become an official.

Otherwise, I might end up working as someone else's assistant at my age.

Wang Xiao didn't notice the complicated gaze of Vice Mayor Zhao. She went out to use the restroom, and when she came back, she unexpectedly ran into the steel plant director again.

No, she's already starting to get confused, so why did she bring the steel mill here?

Factory Director Lu was even more confused than her. He didn't know why either. It was just that Secretary Fang had personally called him and said she wanted to ask about the situation at the steel plant.

Then he came over.

Besides him, when the sun dipped below the treetops, the CEO of the petrochemical company also arrived, looking equally bewildered.

Secretary Fang came out of his office, nodded to the two heads of state-owned enterprises, and greeted them in a friendly tone: "You've arrived. Let's go to the conference room together."

She had already walked several steps away when she suddenly turned back and specifically told Wang Xiao, "Mr. Wang, you can go back now. I'll call you later if anything comes up."

Wang Xiao instantly transformed into a primary school student who had finally heard the school bell ring, cheerfully waving goodbye: "Well then, leaders, you're all busy, I'll take my leave first."

She happily went back to the reception room to get her things, even taking the half-eaten pack of cookies with her.

Still unsatisfied, she went downstairs to the provincial party committee compound, her eyes darting back and forth between the loquat and nectarine trees.

Secretary Fang's secretary came downstairs to greet the new guests. Upon seeing them, he joked, "Oh, Mr. Wang, have you taken a fancy to loquats or peaches?"

Wang Xiao just laughed and nodded as he laughed.

Children make choices; adults want everything.

The secretary was slightly taken aback at first, then burst into laughter: "It is an honor for loquat and nectarine to have caught the eye of our CEO Wang."

He said enthusiastically, "Wait here, don't rush off."

Oh no! After escorting the guests upstairs, he actually carried a ladder down himself, rolled up his sleeves, set up the ladder, and got right to work: "Come on, Mr. Wang, tell me, which side of the loquats do you want?"

Wang Xiao had her eye on it long ago, and upon hearing the sound, her eyes lit up immediately. She pointed to the huge, bright orange string of flowers and said, "Over here, over here."

Before all the guests had arrived in the conference room, the arriving guests gathered in twos and threes, either at the door, in the corridor, or by the windows of the conference room, smoking and chatting.

Factory Director Lu spotted Wang Xiao at a glance.

The fiery sunset painted the sky red. Standing under the tree, she excitedly directed Secretary Sun to pick loquats for her: "These loquats are bigger over here."

The CEO of the petrochemical company next to them came over and said, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "These young people are so energetic. They take action as soon as they see something they like. Unlike us old cabbages, we just look and do nothing."

His tone betrayed his envy.

Why did Wang Xiao dare to act so disrespectfully in the provincial party committee compound? Because she had a very good relationship with the provincial government—not just a regular good relationship, but a deep, internal one.

If you asked someone else, would you really let Secretary Fang's most trusted confidant, Secretary Sun, pick fruit from your yard? Are you out of your mind?!

Factory Director Lu smiled, looking every bit the kind elder: "Old Wang's daughter has always been a lovable girl since she was little."

His heart was already sighing again and again.

Was Wang Xiao just craving the fruit in the yard? When has she ever stopped getting fruit air-freighted? It's no exaggeration to say that at her level, she could eat anything she wanted.

Even if, hypothetically, she suddenly had a craving and insisted on eating the loquats on the tree right now, there was no need for such a grand display, with Secretary Sun personally picking loquats for her in front of everyone.

If you just ask any staff member in the logistics department to do it quietly, who would give you a second glance? Would it stop her from eating the loquats as soon as possible?

Her true intention wasn't the wine, but rather the scenery.

By using the incident of Secretary Sun picking loquats for her, she silently declared one thing: no matter what version of the gossip you heard, my relationship with the provincial government, especially Secretary Fang, remains close and there has been no discord.

At this point, the last resort arranged by Zhao Xiuzhi's family—the Zhao family of Beijing—to drag someone down with them even in death, has finally been resolved.

Previously, in order to pull her son Wu Haoyu out of the melodramatic love triangle and prevent him from being labeled as having a promiscuous and undisciplined private life at such a young age, Secretary Fang directly denied his relationship with Xiaoxiao.

Logically, to avoid suspicion, she should keep a certain distance from Wang Xiao in the future.

As a young, unmarried woman, Wang Xiao should also be careful to avoid any appearance of impropriety, for the sake of her reputation.

As a result, according to the Zhao family's plan, the harmonious relationship between government and business has been disrupted, and Secretary Fang's economic plans in Jiangdong will definitely suffer a significant blow.

As it turned out, the Zhao family probably never expected that the woman's perspective was not the kind of infighting between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law they had imagined, but rather that she completely transcended the confines of the inner quarters and viewed things from the perspective of maximizing her own interests.

Therefore, as soon as Wang Xiao returned from Shanghai, he paid a visit to Secretary Fang.

Therefore, she would instruct Secretary Fang's secretary to pick fruit for her in front of all the heads of various units across the province.

Many things, even if officials make public clarifications or government announcements, may not be able to gain the trust of the people. On the contrary, these small details of daily life can reveal more about the issues.

Look at this sunset, the sky ablaze with evening glow, a heartwarming scene of people picking loquats in the provincial party committee compound—what a harmonious and loving human landscape.

If a painter were present, they could immediately begin to paint.

Factory Director Lu subconsciously turned around, wanting to pull his son over and point out the scene outside the window, so he could teach him the intricacies of it on the spot.

But when he turned his neck, Director Lu realized that he had come naked and hadn't brought his son.

Sigh, it's better not to bring him. With my son's limited understanding, even if I explain things to him in detail, he won't truly grasp it. Forget about applying what he's learned to other situations or making connections; he won't even be able to imitate what he's learned in the future.

Forget it, let him learn cold-rolled steel properly from the Russians. Even a three-year drought won't starve a skilled craftsman.

The president of Jiangdong University arrived in a hurry just now. He was an alumnus of Secretary Sun and they had a good personal relationship.

Watching people carry ladders from the loquat tree to the nectarine tree and reach out to pick the bright red peaches, the principal, though puzzled, still joked, "Oh, is this the Queen Mother of the West holding a meeting, and the Monkey King personally picking immortal peaches to entertain the guests?"

Secretary Sun laughed heartily: "Then why don't you come earlier? First come, first served, or you won't get any if you're late."

He readily agreed, picking a bagful of nectarines for Wang Xiao, then picking the remaining ripe peaches from the tree as well, washing them clean, and personally carrying them into the venue.

Factory Director Lu watched it from beginning to end and once again exclaimed, "They're all shrewd people!"

Look at how Secretary Sun behaves! He's suddenly become like Secretary Fang, treating his subordinates with respect, and the provincial government is using its own resources to entertain guests.

This feels so comfortable.

Secretary Fang on the platform smiled and gestured for everyone to eat peaches: "Although they are not peaches from Heaven, they are still a small token of our provincial government's appreciation. The reason we invited everyone here today is because we have a very important and urgent task: to get a feel for the state of industry in Jiangdong."

The projector displayed a red-headed document on the screen, with four words highlighted: "Focus on the big picture and let go of the small details."

Secretary Fang spoke into the microphone: "As everyone has seen, the direction of state-owned enterprise reform is towards large-scale enterprises while allowing smaller ones to go—this is the general trend. It's estimated that a considerable number of small and medium-sized enterprises will have to close down. These enterprises aren't large; a single factory might only have a few hundred or a thousand employees, incomparable to large factories with tens of thousands. But—"

She raised her voice, "Many ants can kill an elephant. No matter how small the factory is, there can't be too many factories. If so many factories close down, what will happen to the workers? If people can't keep their jobs, there will be trouble."

Her gaze swept around the room. “Everyone here experienced the crackdown in the 1980s. Why did trouble happen back then? It was because there were too many educated youth returning to the city, too many unemployed youth, and the state couldn’t provide jobs. People were just wandering around aimlessly and that’s when trouble broke out.”

She tapped her finger on the podium. "So, comrades, we must plan ahead and not repeat the same mistakes. We must resolve the crisis at its source. The first step in solving this problem is to save as many factories as possible. We must start by taking stock of the industrial situation, figuring out what our advantages are and how to maximize them, what our disadvantages are and how to reverse them."

The air conditioner in the conference room hummed, and the cicadas outside the window, sensing the coolness of the evening breeze, chirped even more merrily, as if providing accompaniment for the conversations taking place in the conference room.

In the trees, birds returning to their nests were chirping and chattering, equally eager to join in.

Wang Xiao missed all of this excitement.

She happily carried a bag of loquats and a bag of nectarines home.

If she were fortunate enough to attend, she would definitely applaud wholeheartedly.

See, that's what a leader is like. They have a commanding view and they take all factors into consideration when assigning tasks.

In 1994, more than 99.99% of Chinese people did not know what a lithography machine was.

You say it's high technology, a high technology that our country must master. But the list of essential technologies is very long. So why do you say it's the most important?

Furthermore, developing high technology is the responsibility of the Ministry of Science and Technology; we just need to cooperate, not expect us to take the lead.

Therefore, using lithography machines as bait to attract everyone to participate at this time is basically not attractive at all.

It would be better to combine it directly with the current top priority—the reform of state-owned enterprises, starting with a thorough investigation of the industrial sector, and then deciding how to refine the specific goals for the next step.

In this way, we can avoid adding extra workload to everyone and increase the probability of properly handling the negative consequences of focusing on major tasks while neglecting minor ones, which is a win-win situation.

This is the style of a general.

Wang Xiao returned to the villa by the time the sun had gone home. Dusk was falling, and the horizon was a mix of blue and red. Weary birds were returning to their nests; in the last rays of daylight, clumps of gray shadows fluttered their wings, hurrying back home.

Many families along the roadside had brought out their bamboo beds, with small square tables in front of them. Some family members were serving dishes and others were taking bowls, preparing to start their dinner.

Wang Xiao looked at the cucumber salad on the other person's table and felt that he could have a couple of bites of it for dinner, and eat it in the yard.

Even if we can't see the light of day, hanging lanterns will do. The lanterns will sway gently as you lie on a bamboo chair, listening to the chirping of insects, watching the twinkling stars, and smelling the delicate fragrance of flowers—how wonderful that would be!

In the sweltering summer, the smaller the house, the more stifling it feels; she had no desire to be cooped up in the steel factory's residential area.

It's still more comfortable to stay in a villa.

The loquats and peaches in the villa area have also borne fruit, but because they have only been planted for a short time, the fruit is sparse and looks more like decorations than anything else, far less lush than the climate in the provincial government compound.

Even the grapes are unlikely to yield a proper harvest this year.

Wang Xiao sighed regretfully, muttering to himself, "Looks like I'll have to go to the provincial party committee compound to pick grapes again in July."

Oh dear, thinking about it now, I feel a little embarrassed.

She didn't hide the expression on her face, leaving even the bodyguards who understood her speechless.

Haha, boss, we really didn't see you feeling embarrassed at all. Taking food and drinks like this, you'd be more comfortable even at home.

After passing through grapevines, around honeysuckle trellises, and finally through wisteria pergola, the villa came into view.

As soon as Wang Xiao entered the courtyard, he immediately started showing off: "Mom, Dad, I'm back with loquats and peaches. I picked them in the provincial party committee compound. They smell really good and are so sweet."

When the door opened, she didn't receive the heroic treatment she had imagined, returning with her prey.

Her mother, Ms. Chen Yanqiu, turned around and glared at her fiercely, saying irritably, "Oh, so you know how to come back now."

Wang Xiao immediately emphasized, "I didn't go out to play around. I went to the Provincial Party Committee on business. Look, this was just picked from the Provincial Party Committee compound. If you don't believe me, ask Director Lu. I even ran into him."

However, Chairman Chen was not pleased in the slightest and remained stern: "So you just left Ivan on the construction site?"

“What do you mean I left him at the construction site?” Wang Xiao denied it. “He went to check on the project progress. Hey, where is he? Hasn’t he come back? Where did he go? If he’s been set up, I’m not responsible for him.”

Chen Yanqiu slapped her daughter on the back: "What honey trap? Where have you been? You're lying here! You've got heatstroke!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a scream came from the room.

Chen Yanqiu was startled and quickly said, "Go easy on me!"

Wang Tiejun's booming voice came from behind the door: "How can you scrape out the sha (a type of bruising) without putting in the effort?"

Then came another scream from Ivanov, which made Wang Xiao feel pain too, and he couldn't help but chime in, "Dad, take it easy."

As a result, the more the mother and daughter talked, the more ruthless Wang Tiejun became. With each stroke of the scraping board, a line of petechiae appeared.

He argued, "What are you grown men afraid of? You're not a little girl who's afraid of pain. Don't come in, you can't be exposed to wind while scraping your skin."

With each scream, Wang Xiao worried that he might attract the police.

Fortunately, although Ivanov was tall and strong, he was still just one person, and the area he could scrape was limited. In the end, Wang Tiejun put down the scraping board and patted his back: "Alright, alright, lie down and rest."

The mother and daughter, who had been waiting outside for so long their feet were practically curled up, immediately opened the door.

My goodness, look at Ivanov's back! Wang Xiao never realized that his back was so suitable for gua sha (scraping therapy). The gua sha marks that came out were truly perfect.

Ivanov turned his head away, looking aggrieved, and gazed at the newcomer with teary eyes.

Silence speaks louder than words; a simple turn of the head is more powerful than a thousand accusations.

Wang Xiao's heart was melting. If it weren't for her strong desire to make money, she really would have continued to torture and abuse Ivanov.

Don't be fooled by his tall, strong physique and long legs; his delicate and fragile demeanor is that of a total masochist.

Ahem, where is your conscience and morality? Come back quickly, this is your close comrade-in-arms Ivanov.

But the next second, Wang Xiao felt that goodness and morality were no longer necessary.

Because her mother felt sorry for her, she took her anger out on her and slapped her on the back again: "How dare you leave Ivan alone on the construction site in this hot weather!"

Wang Xiao cried out in pain, "If he doesn't go, who will? I haven't been idle either; didn't I say I went to the provincial government? It's strange, this isn't just my job. Aren't it normal for comrades in the same trench to divide the work and cooperate?"

When they were in Moscow, Ivanov was in charge of overseeing all the infrastructure projects.

He's experienced in this kind of work!

Comrade Chen Yanqiu refused to accept his daughter's excuse: "Oh, what's the temperature like at the provincial government? Even if there's no air conditioning, there's at least an electric fan inside. What's the temperature like on the construction site? Heatstroke can be fatal."

"How could it be so exaggerated?" Wang Xiao said without hesitation. "It's not even Children's Day yet, and it's already past noon. Even if it's heatstroke in the afternoon, it's not going to be life-threatening."

Are all doctors this exaggerated?

Her mother's eyes were like knives as she glared at her: "You think you're like me! What kind of environment did you grow up in? What kind of environment did Ivan grow up in? When is it ever this hot in Moscow? The polar bears in the zoo live on ice."

Hey! Ivan's lying here on the verge of death, while she's all lively and energetic, and she's still so stubborn?

At such an old age, he's so immature!

Look at Ivan, he's so weak, yet he's still speaking up for her: "Mom, I'm fine. Xiaoxiao is so busy, I want to do something too."

Hearing his panting, Wang Xiao realized that in any other setting, she could objectively say, "Hey, he's pretty sexy and alluring."

But at this moment, all she wanted to do was slap him across the face. You bastard!

Ivanov immediately closed his eyes, making a gesture as if he needed to rest.

Wang Xiao chuckled, turned around and left: "Then you should rest well."

Chairman Chen didn't stay either, but rolled up his sleeves and said, "Ivan, let me serve you a bowl of rice soup."

Wang Xiao also wanted to drink rice porridge, as it felt especially comfortable for her stomach in the hot summer.

But now, she's already full of green tea.

Comrade Wang Tiejun was really kind; he soaked loquats and nectarines in salt water for her so she could eat them easily.

Sigh, there hasn't been much rain this year, so the fruit tastes especially sweet. But at the same time, it attracts insects, so you have to be extra careful when eating it.

It is evident that it is difficult to have both ways; one cannot have it all.

Wang Tiejun helped his daughter pick out fruit, handing her the loquats without any wormholes.

The window was open, and a cool breeze was blowing, which felt quite comfortable. The flowers in the yard had already bloomed, and their originally strong, even suffocating fragrance had been diluted by the wind, making it smell even more pleasant.

After finishing a bowl of rice porridge, Ivanov was attracted by the sweet aroma of fruit and came running over, wanting to eat some.

As a result, Wang Xiao picked up the plate directly and refused in a serious tone: "You can't eat this. People who have just had gua sha (scraping therapy) shouldn't eat cold or chilled foods."

Wang Tiejun nodded vigorously beside him, indicating that this was indeed the case.

As for Chen Yanqiu, she had just been called away by a neighbor to help look after an unwell child.

Poor Ivan was all alone and helpless, and the smile on his face immediately vanished.

Wang Xiao chuckled inwardly, thinking, "Little brat, let's see if you still dare to act like a sycophant in front of me."

She directly told him to go back and lie down. After the scraping, you can't be exposed to the wind for at least an hour, otherwise the wind will enter your body and you will get sick.

I'm not stupid. If you get sick again, Dr. Chen will give me a piece of his mind!

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The following is a professional analysis and suggestions for improvement of this chapter:

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###**I. Rhythm Control**

1. **Interweaving of light and dark lines**

-**Political-Business Game Line** (65%): Smooth transitions between scenes such as provincial party committee meetings, the pufferfish strategy, and industrial assessments, creating a "power magnet" effect.

- **Family storyline** (35%): Details such as the conflict during gua sha (scraping therapy) and the display of fruit are naturally interspersed to relieve narrative pressure.

**Optimization Suggestions:**

- Compress the loquat-picking section by replacing the lengthy action description with "Secretary Sun quickly filled the bamboo basket."

-Insert the clicking sound of an electric fan oscillating during a family conflict scene to enhance the realism of the environment.

2. **The creation of suspense**

- Constructing political wisdom and tension through the "three meanings of the pufferfish strategy"

- It is suggested to add the detail of "insect eggs on the back of loquat leaves," which metaphorically represents the hidden risks of reform.

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###**II. Plot Logic**

1. **Deepening the Intrigue and Power Struggle Lines**

- The pufferfish plot should echo real historical cases (such as the "drinking contest for investment" phenomenon in the 1990s). It is suggested to add the background of "Zhao Muyang discovering the tradition of pufferfish fishing while reading the 'Nanshan City Annals'".

-Secretary Fang's "focus on major issues and let go of minor ones" argument needs to be supplemented with real data: In 1994, the loss rate of state-owned enterprises in Jiangdong Province reached 37%.

2. **Technical Line Reinforcement**

- Wang Tiejun mentioned the "Moscow Ice Storage Polar Bear Care Method" during his gua sha treatment, indirectly foreshadowing the subsequent introduction of technology by Soviet experts.

Ivanov's heatstroke may be linked to "improper storage of imported photoresist at construction sites," posing a potential industry hazard.

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###**III. Improving Writing Skills**

1. **De-gendered descriptions**

- Remove all descriptive terms such as "green tea" and "delicate" and replace with "Ivanov collapsed due to heat maladaptation disorder".

- When Wang Xiao was showing off the fruit, he added the action of "quickly flipping through the 'Jiangdong Industrial Yearbook'" to enhance his professional image.

2. **Strengthening the Imprint of the Times**

-The background music in the provincial party committee compound was "Asian Heroic Spirit," and television news mentioned that "Changhong's stock price broke through 8 yuan."

Wang Tiejun uses "Double Planet" brand sneakers to perform gua sha, reflecting the characteristics of domestic products from the 1990s.

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###**IV. Character Development**

1. **Wang Xiao's three-dimensionality**

- Remove childish descriptions such as "show-off mode" and replace them with "the fruit is repackaged and labeled 'sample A/B' for preservation experiments".

- Added a scene where "coordinating the Shenzhen chip design team using a mobile phone" to demonstrate overall control.

2. **Portraits of Officials**

- Secretary Fang changed his phrase "aged five years overnight" to "half a nitroglycerin tablet showing from his Zhongshan suit pocket," externalizing health stress.

-Factory Director Lu adds a scene: During a break in the meeting, he uses a "Hongtashan cigarette box" to calculate the resettlement costs for laid-off workers.

3. **Ivanov's professionalism**

-Additional cause of heatstroke: "Continuous 36-hour debugging of imported German temperature control equipment"

While performing gua sha, he muttered about the "anti-freezing solution for the Siberian oil pipeline," laying the groundwork for future technical developments.

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###**V. Historical Rigor**

1. **Policy Calibration**

- The "focus on major issues and let go of minor ones" approach has been changed to "full implementation in 1995," while this chapter retains the "pilot discussion" setting.

Zhao Muyang's addition to the poem, "referring to the experience of Ansteel," aligns with the reform context of the 1990s.

2. **Industry Details**

Wang Xiao mentioned the "Pudong Zhangjiang Semiconductor Park Plan," rather than the forward-thinking concept of the "lithography machine industry chain."

- The loquat variety is clearly identified as "Dongting Baisha," reflecting the geographical characteristics of Jiangdong.

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###**VI. Reader Appeal**

1. **Escalation of Conflict**

- Insert "Sudden Ethylene Glycol Leakage at Construction Site," forcing Wang Xiao to coordinate with Soviet experts overnight.

- Zhao Muyang receives an anonymous phone call threatening that "pufferfish are poisonous," enhancing the suspense.

2. **Emotional Anchor Points**

Wang Xiao discovered "Sakhalin Island Aurora Sketches" in Ivanov's notebooks, indirectly revealing intergenerational differences.

Chen Yanqiu recalled her experience as a medical team member during the Tangshan earthquake while rescuing migrant workers suffering from heatstroke.

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###**Summarize**

This chapter excels in balancing political and business maneuvering with family warmth, breaking away from conventional power struggle narratives through innovative details such as "fruit diplomacy." Recommendation for future developments:

1. Design a technology transfer scenario involving "Soviet experts visiting the Danyang Eyeglasses Factory".

2. Hiding an industrial Easter egg: "Gua Sha board accidentally reveals titanium alloy smelting process"

3. Connecting international technological competition through the "Pudong Airport chip smuggling case"

Maintaining a professional portrayal of female characters, avoiding objectification, and enhancing the authenticity of technical details could potentially create a reform epic that combines intellectual depth with a high-quality reading experience.