Lin Xuemei was reborn. One moment ago, she was one of the first laid-off female workers to receive severance pay for their seniority during the wave of state-owned enterprise restructuring in the 1990s. The next second, she returned to 1982, the day she had just graduated from a technical school and was assigned to work as an intern technician at the Red Star Textile Factory. The air was filled with the smell of machine oil and cotton wool, and the deafening roar of textile machines was in my ears. Good news: She is back, bringing with her more than ten years of technical experience and market knowledge. The fabric styles and clothing styles that will be popular across the country in the future are all clearly imprinted in her mind. Bad news: She is just a little shrimp with no background, no connections, and no voice. The factory director is a veteran cadre with rigid ideas, and the workshop director is her father's arch-enemy. The old masters around her still hold the old idea of "teaching apprentices to starve the master to death" and are wary of her at every turn. Faced with the three major problems of aging equipment, single products, and low efficiency that were about to bring down the Red Star Factory, Lin Xuemei decided not to lie down and open the book! Are the masters hiding their skills and not teaching them their true skills? She wanted to use new methods to optimize the process and let them see what the technical generation gap was! The factory leaders hold "Zhenliang" as their treasure and disdain new fabrics? She pedaled all over the city on weekends to find self-employed people who were willing to cooperate. She started with a pair of popular bell-bottom pants and stirred up the entire market! The best relative wants to rob her house and introduce her to a second-married old man? She reported back and killed their desire to take advantage in the cradle. A few years later, when the once humble Hongxing Factory became a star enterprise in exporting and earning foreign exchange,
