I was so disheartened that I almost jumped off the building when I returned home to inherit the bankrupt gas tank factory.
But he was persuaded by his father, "At least he can provide food and accommodation," and he worked hard every day to press the steel plate in disgrace.
Until that day, a Middle Eastern customer sent an inquiry with a picture of a gas tank welding grip and sight.
"Can the tank be made thicker? We need it to fly 800 meters."
It suddenly dawned on me that my old, run-down factory actually controlled the core technology of the Middle East battlefield!
The first batch of improved "special gas tanks" were sold out instantly, and we worked overtime overnight.
When the American intelligence agents came to the door, I smiled and raised the wrench: "Sorry, we only produce civilian products."
At this moment, the new long-range "civilian gas tank" in the warehouse has been packed and shipped...
If you like looking good, come on brother!