Once people got busy, time flew by.
Li Ye had nearly been worked to death at the First Branch Factory lately. Two technology-import projects had landed at the same time, and all kinds of expected and unexpected problems kept cropping up one after another.
Yesterday, newly delivered equipment hadn't matched the serial numbers. Today, the main factory was urging them to speed up the expansion of 1041 production. Tomorrow, the Japanese installation personnel would kick up a fuss again, saying they wanted vacation time.
Li Ye had been run ragged lately, working until midnight every day. Forget taking Sundays off—even going home had become a luxury.
"I can't do this anymore, Old Lu. I need to rest for a day. You keep an eye on things for me tomorrow, and I'll switch with you the day after."
"You might as well rest for two days! If anything urgent comes up, I'll page you."
"I'll rest for one day first. You have to rest the day after tomorrow. Listen to me—revolution can't succeed in a single day. Haven't you noticed that sister-in-law has been calling more and more often lately?"
Li Ye flatly refused Lu Zhizhang's kindness and ordered him to take a day off as well.
Lu Zhizhang worked even harder than Li Ye and hadn't gone home in half a month.
That reminded Li Ye of some rumors he had heard in his previous life. They said there were always those favored by heaven who could work without rest until the day they peacefully fell asleep at their posts.
Damn it, they made death from overwork sound so sacred. Li Ye was speechless.
But no matter what, Li Ye couldn't let Lu Zhizhang become one of heaven's favored. He, Li Ye, was the only protagonist destined to defy the