Adebayo and Himmel's Trump Cards

"Prepare for war, prepare for famine, serve the people! Put the good people and good horses on the Third Front!"

Han Aimin had returned to the 985 Factory he had longed for day and night. He did not want to be laid off again, nor did he want to drift from place to place. He wanted to change not only his life, but his fate.

PS: This book was also titled Rebirth 1987. It was incredibly exciting and would take you back to the Years of Passionate Burning.

"The Sixth Set of Radio Exercises now begins. Stretching exercise, ready, go! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight! Two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..."

"Aimin, Aimin, wake up!"

"Teacher Han! Teacher Han!"

"Stop shouting! Hurry and get Teacher Han to the hospital!"

"Who knows whether he broke a bone? We can't move him carelessly. We should call the hospital!"

Han Aimin was jolted awake by the overlapping cries. Opening his eyes, he saw familiar yet unfamiliar faces gathered around him, each one more anxious than the last. Then a searing pain shot through his elbows and knees.

"Aimin's awake. Make some room." A man around forty breathed a sigh of relief and asked urgently, "Aimin, are you all right?"

Unless he was dreaming, the man before him had to be Zhong Jianyu, his former colleague and big brother. Zhong had transferred to the 985 Factory after leaving the military. Since he knew nothing about technology and the factory had no shortage of political cadres, he had been assigned as a politics teacher at the Children's Middle School.

Behind Zhong Jianyu stood a young woman in a Floral Plaid Spring and Autumn Shirt. Her surname was Liu, and her name was Liu Pingping. She was both a 985 Factory