Shen Qianqian said resignedly, "Alright, I did have Lin Chuan help me with some ideas."
"Ah, it was Lin, a formidable youngster."
Shen Jianhua looked towards Lin Chuan, his eyes filled with a hint of admiration.
Lin Chuan smiled and said with composure, "Uncle Shen, I only offered some directions for improvement. Most of it was independently designed by Qianqian."
"Dad, you hear that."
Shen Qianqian humphed softly, eager to take credit.
Shen Jianhua laughed heartily, "Heard it, heard it. Isn't it good that your skills are improving?"
"That's more like it!"
Shen Qianqian's smile bloomed like flowers, at odds with the rust-stained iron and steel factory.
"Qianqian, when do you plan to create the model?" Shen Jianhua asked.
Shen Qianqian glanced at the iron and steel factory, silent and serene, no longer filled with the clanging and boisterous noise of the past, nor the loud conversations of workers.
So she asked, "Is it still possible to start up the factory now?"
