noffsinger Chapter 429 Flags, there are both rising and falling.
Chapter 429 Flags, there are both rising and falling.
"Go! Go!"
"Hey, Old Wang, you didn't even remind me! Speed up! Speed up!"
In the small jeep, Jiang Xia anxiously checked the time on his watch while urging Lao Wang on.
"It's alright, don't rush. It's just lowering the flag, we can raise it again tomorrow morning!" Old Wang shook his head, puzzled, while firmly gripping the steering wheel.
He couldn't understand why the oblivious little idiot was so concerned about raising and lowering the flag. Brother Hu, who was in charge of raising and lowering the flag today, had called Jiang Xia in the morning, hoping that he could help take the flag down again.
But Jiangxia is off work today, so he's not at the factory.
By the time Brother Hu's phone call reached Old Wang after going through several twists and turns, Jiang Xia was already in the conference room setting up the MOS technology laboratory.
Seeing Jiang Xia completely absorbed in his work and the Minister of the Fourth Ministry of Machine Building and others standing by to keep things in order, Old Wang wisely refrained from disturbing them.
By the time Jiang Xia snapped out of his rational state, it was already 9 p.m.
Jiang Xia was originally happily preparing to savor the master chef's skills from the underground electronics factory again, but as soon as he heard Lao Wang mention this matter, he jumped up with a howl and ran away.
His energetic and decisive manner startled even the head of the Foreign Affairs Department, who had intended to have a brief chat with him. After learning the reason, the bigwig couldn't help but give him a thumbs up: "Absolutely impressive! On the battlefield, as long as the red flag doesn't fall, I won't fall!"
Don't take that matter to heart; I'll give you an explanation!
Explanation? Nothing is more important than taking back the flag! Along the way, Jiangxia, for the first time ever, urged Lao Wang to drive fast.
Hearing Lao Wang's nonchalant words, Jiang Xia glanced at the indifferent Lao Wang beside him and sighed inwardly: "Pah! This is called honor, don't you understand!"
Brother, you know what? If this opportunity to personally raise the flag in the square were given to people in later generations, those hot-blooded young people would fight each other to the death, believe it or not.
Think of those people who lined up at the checkpoint in the dead of winter, in the early hours of the morning, just to watch the flag-raising ceremony. If they knew they could not only hold the flag in their own hands, but also take it home...
They'd be so envious their eyes would pop out, and they might even spit out three liters of blood.
Yes, that's right. Take the flag home! Brother Hu specifically instructed him on the phone. He'd done this before to ensure the flag could be raised promptly the next day…
The square was silent in the dead of night.
Jiang Xia stepped onto the white jade railing and once again climbed over the flag-raising platform.
The flags fluttered in the night wind, and as Jiang Xia pressed the key, the machine box next to him made a rattling sound.
"Hmm... time to apply lubricant. By the way, was that scene in the movie real?" Jiang Xia gently tapped the flagpole, waiting for the flag to fall.
"What's the story? I knew these pipes were made in our factory..."
"Huh? Really? Didn't you say you got it from the water company?"
Seeing Lao Wang giving him a disdainful sidelong glance, Jiang Xia slapped his forehead, realizing he had forgotten the first product he had created as an engineer.
That water sprinkler was just something the factory's transport team came up with on a whim during a water pipe incident.
As the 460-centimeter-long and 338-centimeter-high red flag slowly descended, Jiang Xia was filled with emotion.
It felt like a long time had passed, yet it also felt like only a moment had gone by.
Looking back on my journey, from starting with water sprinklers to being able to determine the direction of computer development, it seems like I've made quite a bit of progress!
"Since you've made up your mind, then let's forge ahead!"
These words were spoken by Dr. Lan Ying.
“Yes! Don’t worry about the process, that’s our business! You just need to focus on the result!” These were Teacher Pei Shu’s resolute words.
"You're starting to look like a chief engineer! From now on, make sure you read our reports on time! On the road of scientific research, keeping track of the progress at all times is your job!" This was Dr. Sid's earnest advice.
Recalling the words of encouragement the senior figures had given him after the meeting, Jiang Xia felt a spark ignite within him.
He was initially quite nervous, expecting the bigwigs to have a heated debate with him, and he had even prepared his arguments to persuade them. But to his surprise, there was no debate at all, only words of unreserved and full support.
Thinking back on that feeling of being completely trusted, Xiao Dai Mao felt a little tipsy.
It's just taking a big step!
With the support of these seniors, Little Ahoge isn't afraid of messing things up!
The flagpole finally reached the bottom, and the slightly faded flag enveloped Jiangxia completely.
The flag isn't changed every day; Motherland is busy feeding her children and doesn't have time to worry about such trivial matters.
However, after a year of sunshine, the slightly faded flag has a unique warmth.
So warm...
Jiangxia greedily wrapped the flag tighter...
A sudden gust of wind arose, and as Jiangxia loosened the wire binding the flag, the red flag, propelled by the wind, embraced him tightly. Only a corner remained, flapping loudly in the cold wind, as if chanting something aloud…
Oh ho ho!
Are you envious?
Didn't you see that Old Wang was so excited his face turned completely red?
"Damn it, what kind of weather is this! Hurry up, kid, your snot bubbles are freezing!"
Okay, I misunderstood.
I reckon the flag that would excite Old Wang the most is still the one that flutters on the battlefield...
"Old Wang..."
"Huh? Don't tell me you're trying to use emotional appeal again. I'm not going to recite any weird poems..."
"No!! It's wrapped up too tightly, I can't see where I'm going..."
"Hahaha……"
After finally managing to tidy up the fluttering flags, Jiang Xia stuffed the VCR he had salvaged from the Academy of Sciences into the tin box next to the flags.
"Hehe, from now on there will be a song when the flag is raised."
"Huh? Playing the national anthem on a cassette tape? Where did you get that? I don't think we make these things in China, do we?"
Old Wang watched as Jiang Xia opened the tape recorder's compartment, put in a cassette tape, and then snapped it shut. He asked with some confusion.
"It's a secret! Want to hear it? Get up early tomorrow!"
"Tomorrow? Get up early? Have you finished memorizing everything?"
"what's that?"
"It's a confidentiality rule! The exam's tomorrow! Over 400 questions, you don't want to sleep unless you're studying all night?"
Old Wang slammed a megaphone down next to the tape recorder: "To tell you the truth, I know the first 200 tracks by heart. If you want me to leak them to you tomorrow, call me 'brother' and come listen!"
Jiang Xia ignored him and continued to connect the wires to the loudspeaker under the streetlight.
After busying himself for a while, he slowly looked up and said, "Old Wang, do you think it's possible that I have a photographic memory?"
"You... uh..."
Old Wang paused abruptly, then said, "Hmm, that seems to be a possibility."
"Then I'll call you 'brother,' and you'll write it for me?"
"Pooh!"
……
Jiang Xia held the red flag in both hands and returned to the car.
"By the way, where did you get that megaphone? It looks kind of familiar..."
Old Wang flashed a bright white smile, "Why worry about so much? It's just that you were in such a hurry. As long as you're loud, that's all that matters..."
That's true. These days, all we care about when we work is the result; the process doesn't matter!