When I wandered through the factory, I felt completely revitalized.

The nth time my mind wandered while staring at the computer screen, I decisively grabbed my ID card and slipped out of the office.
The moment I turned into the workshop corridor, the noise jolted me awake! The roar of the assembly line was more invigorating than coffee. A guy in an anti-static suit was intently monitoring the machine, constantly checking data. The calluses on his hands stood out starkly under the lights. Suddenly, that saying popped into my head: “Calluses on your hands are badges of honor; the roar of the machines is the battle cry.” I stood quietly nearby for three minutes, watching parts transform from scattered components into finished products. It felt strangely therapeutic.
Wandering into the storage area, I stumbled upon a surprise: products that were once just piles of parts had been “transformed” into complete machines by the skilled hands of the technicians. I couldn't resist filming a short clip, only to be teased by the passing general manager: “Slacking off and doing field research too?” I quickly defended myself: “Just looking at the equipment for inspiration.”
The biggest surprise was the sample display rack in the corner! A new addition had quietly appeared—and this was just a product I'd casually mentioned to the boss that clients liked. The boss had actually called the master craftsman to bring it over.
By the time I wandered back to my workstation, exactly ten minutes had passed—and my pocket held a mint candy from the workshop master. Suddenly it hit me: rather than staring blankly at a screen, strolling through this place that “manufactures light” actually recharges me with the energy to keep working.

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