When he woke up, Jiang Yubai, a gold medal engineer of a state-owned enterprise, returned to 1985 when bell-bottom pants and t-shirts were all the rage. Good news: She became a technician at the state-owned Red Star Textile Factory. She had an iron rice bowl and had no worries about food and clothing. The bad news: She was dressed as the "sick beauty" known to everyone in the factory. She fell down when the wind blew her, breathed after taking two steps, and she was still wearing an old bracelet on her hand that was inherited from her ancestors and was considered an "unlucky thing." To make matters worse, she knew that three years later, when the market wave hit, the Red Star Factory would be in trouble due to backward technology and unsalable products, and countless families would face the fate of being laid off. In her previous life, she was a member of the laid-off and re-employed army, and she knew what it felt like to fall from the clouds. This time, she didn't want to make the same mistake again. Sick and weak? Then slowly adjust, run and exercise, and build up the capital for revolution! Technology behind? She has textile technology and fashion trends in the next few decades in her mind. From improving dyeing processes to developing new fabrics, everything is a piece of cake! Gossip? When she wore fashionable work clothes that she had modified by herself, drove the first motorcycle in the factory, and won the first prize in the National Textile Technology Innovation Competition, all the gossips shut up. But why was the veteran and workshop director who always silently helped her prepare meals, repair machines, and drive away gangsters look at her more and more wrong? One day, Lu Chuan blocked her at the door of the workshop. His ears were red, but his voice was steady and powerful: "Comrade Jiang Yubai, I think we have the same goal and revolutionary ideal. Can we consider forming a lifelong revolutionary partner?" Jiang Yubai looked at the lunch box in his hand,
