In the honor room of the 20th Division, a new "Yongjiang Memory" wall was added, displaying all works from the first crooked cotton bear to the exquisite angel of peace.

In the most conspicuous position, there is a letter from the warriors to the children who are helping:

"May your world always be as soft and white as cotton."

Late at night, Wang Shilei stood in front of the cotton sculpture training base of the 16th Division.

Under the moonlight, the outline of the newly completed "Yongjiang Museum" was first revealed. On the design drawing, it will display from the early agricultural tools to the current toy production line, recording the process of the Corps creating miracles with both hands.

In the distance, the workshops of each division were still on, and the buzzing of sewing machines mixed with the singing of soldiers echoed on the vast Gobi Desert, weaving the most beautiful chapters of the military reclamation people in the new era.

Looking at the annual reports summarized by each division, Liu Junken couldn't help but sigh:

"It's worthy of being my Uncle Ye. Just one idea can turn decay into magic."

Aijiang rarely showed his childish expression and gave him a blank look. She grew up with Ye Yuze since she was a child and treated him as her own father.

"This is the result of the fighters working together. He is not a god. One idea can have such great power."

Liu Junken smacked his lips: "Do we work harder? Without the right ideas, most efforts will become useless."

Aijiang fell silent. Liu Junken's words were correct, as the saying goes:

"A general is incompetent and exhausts the three armies."

If Ye Yuze had not given this idea and had good sales, they would not have been able to engage in this industry, as it was something that was completely unrelated.

At this time, Zhang Qianjin knocked in and saw both of them being there and scratched his head:

"I can't put my funds down anymore. They don't even care about their credit and repay the loan in advance."

Liu Junken couldn't help but curse, "Isn't it okay to pay you back in advance? Pretentious, I haven't heard of the money I don't want to take it back if I lend it out?"

Zhang Qianjin glared at him: "Brother, I rely on interest to make a living, okay, I repay the money so early, why should I pay my subordinates?"

Liu Junken waved his hand generously: "I sent it to you!"

Aijiang looked at his man and felt a little moved. Of course, he made a mistake and betrayed him, but he also gave up everything for himself.

Otherwise, Zhang Qianjin would not be less than her now, and might even surpass her.

How could Wang Shuqin not promote her most capable subordinates?

However, Zhang Qianjin was willing to stay by his side and become a foil that would no longer have a future.

Looking at Zhang Qianjin, Aijiang couldn't help but say:

"Thank you……"
Chapter completed!