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Jiang Tao felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest! A wave of immense joy enveloped him in an instant! He excitedly grabbed Lin Wei's hand and stammered, "That's great! Lin Wei! Don't worry! I will treat you well! I..."
"Alright, alright," Lin Wei interrupted him, her face flushed as she shyly pulled her hand away. "First... let's get me home."
"Okay, okay! Home it is!" Jiang Tao exclaimed, energized as he took Lin Wei's hand and walked briskly toward her house.
After escorting Lin Wei to her doorstep and watching her shyly dash into the hallway, Jiang Tao stood there grinning like a fool for a long while before finally turning to leave.
On his way back, he felt as if he were floating. His career was on the rise, and now his love life was blossoming too; life couldn't be more perfect!
But after the excitement faded, he quickly calmed down. "Lin Wei is willing to give us a try; that means she thinks highly of me. I can't let her down! Right now, I'm renting a shop and living in a single room—these conditions... they don't match up to her. I must buy a home for us as soon as possible! And I need to grow the business bigger to provide her with a better life!"
In the days following their relationship confirmation, Jiang Tao felt like he was walking on air, filled with boundless energy. The power of love truly was remarkable; even fixing those tricky issues seemed much easier.
Business at the shop continued to thrive. Old Master Liu managed daily repairs with his wealth of experience, handling everything in an orderly manner. Wang Hao was also becoming more adept, able to independently complete simple tasks like disassembling appliances and tuning bicycles. Jiang Tao focused more on higher-tech renovation projects and external communications. His success in repairing that imported Sony Recorder had quietly spread through certain circles in the city, earning him a reputation for being able to fix "foreign gadgets."
That afternoon, while Jiang Tao was in the back warehouse pondering how to optimize the cooling efficiency of a newly acquired Snowflake brand single-door refrigerator, Old Master Liu suddenly rushed in.
"Xiao Jiang! Come out quickly! The director and chief engineer from City Textile Factory are here in person! They say their machine is broken and they're in a hurry!"
"City Textile Factory?" Jiang Tao's heart skipped a beat. That factory was one of the most profitable in the city, employing thousands of workers and reportedly having introduced advanced foreign equipment for export in recent years. Why would they come to his small shop?
He quickly set aside his work, wiped his hands, and hurried to the front.
At the entrance stood a black Volga car—rare at that time—with several middle-aged men in official attire looking anxious. The leader, with a square face and prominent ears, exuded authority; it was Director Li from City Textile Factory. Beside him stood Chief Engineer Zhang Gong, wearing glasses and looking refined but currently furrowed with worry.
Seeing Jiang Tao emerge, Director Li practically rushed forward without any pleasantries, grabbing Jiang Tao's hand urgently. "You must be Jiang Tao, Master Jiang! Finally found you! We have a serious problem at our factory; you have to help us!"
Jiang Tao was taken aback by this sudden commotion and quickly replied, "Director Li, you're too kind; just call me Xiao Jiang. What's happened that's got you so anxious?"
"Our newly imported combing production line from West Germany has stopped!" Director Li said with deep concern. "It's just because one critical drive gear has lost several teeth! That machine is precious; we can't find replacement parts domestically! We contacted the German manufacturer, but they said it would take at least one or two months to ship the parts! Our export orders are due next week—if we can't get the production line running again, it won't just be about compensation; our factory's reputation and the city's foreign exchange targets will be affected!"
Chief Engineer Zhang added, "We tried fixing it ourselves and consulted several skilled workers in the city, but no one could help. The gear's material is special and requires extremely high craftsmanship; it can't be welded back together. Then we heard from Deputy Director Wang of the Cultural Bureau that you have exceptional skills and can repair precision equipment like imported projectors. So we came here with our last glimmer of hope! Master Jiang... do you have any solutions?"
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